Summery: Part of me always knew this would happen. I always had dreams of a wolf with silver hair. I just thought it was a dream nothing more. Then when I first changed it seemed to make sense, till I saw my reflection. My fur wasn't silver. It was russet like my dad. So then who was they silver beauty? No one from the pack…. That I knew of that is. Till I saw her. I never met her, although I hope I will get the chance to, if we ever find her. Seeing her through the packs mind isn't enough for me. I need to know her. I need her. She might help me with this… this! No one can help me. Not even my dad. He doesn't know what it's like. But she will. I need her, I need Leah. I won't rest till I find her.
Snip, snip, snip. With every strand of hair that fell to the ground, a tear fell down my face. My bronze colored curls fell in heaps on the ground. I felt like my world was falling apart with just the simple snips of scissors.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I didn't see daddy's little princess. I didn't even see the face of a 16 year-old girl! Who is this woman in front of me? Staring at me with quivering lips, a tear stained face, and hard dark eyes. This, is me?
I shook my head and bit my lip hard as the last strand of hair fell. It felt like an eternity before it hit the floor. Within those few seconds, everything I was flashed before my eyes. I always new I was just like my dad. I just didn't think I would have this part of him!
I let out a shaky breath as I looked at my shoulder length unruly hair. My aunt could have done a better job, but I didn't want her to see me like this. So fragile and weak. I wasn't my grandmother. Nor do I ever plan to be.
A few strands of hair stuck out this way and that. To anyone else it would like my hair was cut in layers thanks to waves my hair had…. But it still looked like I just ran my fingers threw it countless times. I got my hair from my mother. That was about the only thing of her I had other then being a girl. I looked just like my dad.
Ha, dad. I really am his little princess. I'm the daughter of the wolf, the Alpha. Now I a wait my rightful place to take the role, note the sarcasm.
I smelt him before he knocked on the door. The smell of pine and forest use to be so calming. It use lull me to sleep. Now all it seems to do is make the tears fall quicker. I covered my mouth trying to old back the sobs that were threatening to come out. But he heard it. He always heard it.
He opened the door and wrapped his arms around me. When I saw his reflection in the mirror. Part of me just got angry. This was his fault! Him and his stupid wolf gene!
I let out a growl and I felt my body shake. I turned around to face him. His face was unreadable, it was blank, and there was nothing there. That just fueled my anger more, I started seeing red. I bared my teeth and started hitting his chest. I kept hitting him over and over again. His hold on me only tightened. I kept hitting and growling for about five minutes before everything became blurry.
I kept hitting him. My idol. My father. Each hit kept getting weaker, till I had no strength to even left my hand anymore. My knees buckled and I buried my head in his chest clutching onto his shirt.
He held me close supporting my weight keeping me up. I cried and screamed into his shirt. I felt his lips touch my hair before his cheek laid on top of my head. I smelt the salt coming from his eyes before I felt them.
"I'm sorry baby," He mumbled in my hair, "I'm so sorry."
"Why? Why daddy?" I chocked out.
He didn't answer. What was there to say? We both knew the answer to that. I got angry and the wolf just sprung to life. She was in my blood.
"I'm sorry baby. I'm sorry." He kept saying.
A.N. This is Renesme and Jacob's daughter Sarah Lee Black. If you haven't noticed she has just changed into a shifter. I have an image of what she looks like, the link is on my profile please review and tell me what you think.