Author's Note:
This is my first fanfic so please bear with me. It may start a little slow but I promise if you just give it a chance you won't be disappointed. Any reviews or pointers will be greatly accepted.
Embry doesn't enter the story right until ch. 5 but you will understand why this is needed.
DISCLAIMER:
I OWN NOTHING OF TWILIGHT. It belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer!
Prologue
I have been through enough in my life, especially in the past year, to honestly say not much scares me anymore. I've witnessed someone close to me die, fell compltely and undeniable in love with a complete stranger, and met a sister I never even knew exsisted. All of these alone may seem like nothing, but thrown together into the life of an average 17 year old girl and you get the solution for fear. Yet none of those things, or anything else I have experienced in my life for that matter, could prepare me for what was in front of me. Coming out of the trees, just feet from where I am standing on the beach, is the biggest wolf I have ever seen. My hand insticntly goes to the scar on my stomach from when I was 8. The scar was put there by a wolf like this one only much smaller and not nearly as terrifying. I want to run, to scream, but my feet won't move it's like they forgot how to. Then just as I was about to cry and admit that this was the end, I looked into his eyes...