For those of you who don't like slash fics, too bad, that's what I'm writing. If you don't like it I advise you to turn back. Now on that cranky sounding note, this fic is about the difficulty of being a female wolf, aka Leah Clearwater. It's set after BD and might have some stuff that doesn't coincide so perfectly with the books. I will try to keep it as close as possible to Meyer's storyline but I make no promises.
It'll start off maybe a little slow, not much rip roaring action and suspense but instead will set up some characters of mine as well as show the evolved relationship between Leah, her pack and the Cullens. I assure you, there will be action, drama, suspense and all the sort eventually, but it'll take time. I'll also include stuff about the rest of the crew, Leah won't be the only focus, just the main one.
I hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Leah, Seth, Jacob etc. all belong to the brilliant Stephanie Meyer and not me (obviously, otherwise I'd be extremely famous).
Prologue
The confusion in her eyes was as obvious as day. I looked away from her and let her hand go. The absence of her touch made me feel lost and vulnerable. I didn't like feeling that way, hell I think nobody does, but I knew I couldn't push her too hard if I wanted to keep her. What if she decided to drop me after I told her how I felt? What would I ever do without her in my life? Would I want life without her in it? I reluctantly glanced at her to find tears streaming down her gorgeous face. Instant pain stabbed fiercely at my chest, knowing that it was me that caused those silent tears to spill from her eyes. I resisted the nearly overwhelming urge to wipe at her cheeks, but I couldn't risk pushing her too much… I couldn't.
"Please don't cry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry," I said in a pathetic attempt to get her to stop, without touching her. "I'm so sorry, I guess I should just go," I whispered lamely. I turned to leave and was more than surprised when her hand shot out and held mine in a firm grip. I turned once more but this time to face her, look into her eyes and hold her gaze. Her tears slowed and eventually ceased to only leave their tracks on her cheeks.
"Don't go," she murmured. A slow, creeping smile touched her lips as she took my other hand in hers and entwined our fingers, sending shots of electricity racing throughout my body. "I didn't know you liked me too. I always thought you saw me as only a friend. I thought…" her voice trailed off as a soft blush tinged her sweet tearstained cheeks. My heart did a weird pitter-patter, flip, explosion thing inside of my chest.
"I was afraid I misread you. I was afraid that if I told you how I felt you wouldn't be able to return my feelings." I planted a small kiss on her cheek. The feeling of my lips on her skin drove the wolf inside me insane with desire and need. "I knew the consequences for lo... liking you but I had to take the leap and tell… you even if it meant losing you." My voice cracked at the end and a stupid blush crept on my cheeks.
"I like your blush, even though it isn't that noticeable," she said softly as she took her hands from mine to cup my cheeks. Her hands felt slightly cool on my heated skin. She drowned my senses with her presence; her scent wrapped around me and her amber colored eyes were all I could see.
Gaining all the courage in my body I leaned closer to her and whispered, "I like you," before I captured her lips with my own…
My body and lips tingled when I awoke from the dream. I wanted to scream in frustration. IT FELT SO REAL! I thought bitterly as I angrily threw my sweat drenched pillow across my room and growled. Why the fuck couldn't life be easier?!
"Because you're a wolf!" came the answer from a smartass vampire downstairs.
"Fuck you," was all I could growl out before my useless tears fell silently from my eyes.
A/N
Just a list of some of the known Twilight characters I'll include (could be added to): Leah, Seth, Jacob, Renesmee, Edward, Bella, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, Carlisle, Esme
