A/N: Prom wiped me out more than I thought possible. Sorry. I just finished editing my pictures from it this morning, so I got to write a chapter for you.

The response on the last chapter was pathetic. Can I please have a few more reviews? I'm not one of those authors who says they'll post a chapter after they get so many reviews, but I always get sluggish and unmotivated if I don't know I definitely have people waiting for my chapter.

This particular chapter was really really REALLY hard. Serious writer's block.

Hope you like it!

-leslie

My train of thought was lost when I felt a slight shift in the breeze.

A wave of a sweet raspberry scent assaulted my senses. My eyes nearly rolled back into my head in pleasure. A tinkling laughter caressed my ears and my brain nearly shut down. My heart started beating with pronunciation. My stomach felt lighter.

I saw a glimmer in the sun, and then the ice seemed to start singing praise for such an exquisite sight. My vision was cornered by a sight of blonde hair lightly tinted pink being tousled by the wind.

That was the moment all of my senses fled. All except pure, unrestrained love.

Embry POV

My mouth probably dropped a bit. Standing before me was one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen. Scratch that. The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

She was probably 5'7'' with pink-tinted hair. Her nose came to a defined point and her jaw was strong and distinct. Her golden eyes glittered.

A soft white jacket clung to her slim frame, and she wore matching ski pant and a pair of Eskimo style snow boots. I couldn't help but wish she wore less. In fact, I wish she wore nothing.

The guys were right about imprinting. It was intense.

Wait. Imprinting? No. Not me. I did not imprint. This chick was just seriously hot. Seriously, seriously hot. And likeable. Really likeable. After all, I was Embry. I was the one who would never imprint. Who could never imprint. Never.

Tanya POV

"Rosalie, Emmet! How are you?" Why were they here? Wasn't Renesmee Edward's daughter?

"Fine. We're fine." Rosalie said, faking politeness. Why did half the Cullens do that? They acted like I was some kind of disease or something. I crossed my arms across my chest and leaned on one foot.

"Yeah except my buddy totally freaked out on the plane and started screaming and stuff." Emmet said with a laugh. I liked Emmet. He had a good sense of humor even if it was sometimes over the top. And underneath all that humor he really was just a sweet guy.

"Your buddy?" Kate raised an eyebrow at him.

"Yeah we brought one of Jake's friends up to see him." I saw Rosalie discreetly jab him in the ribs with her elbow.

"Another wolf?" I prodded. I loved Nessie, but I'd never really gotten along with the wolves. They were so violent, and it went against my nature. I may be a seductress, but I was a total sap. I hated aggression.

"Yes, but Embry is very well behaved. He just smells weird. You've met him before, remember, during the fight?"

"I never paid any attention to the wolves, I was too busy with the Volturi." I said flatly. Besides, why would I pay attention to a bunch of stinking mutts when I'd just lost my sister.

"We have plenty of room for any guests." Kate interjected. We did, and any friends of Carlisle were welcome.

I glanced over Emmet's giant shoulder to the trunk of my car. If this Embry kid scratched my baby I'd rip him limb from limb right here.

Instead he was walking towards us. I felt an immediate attraction to him for some reason. He was probably about six foot tall and not way too beefy. His dark, silky hair was cropped just above his chin and the wind whipped it around. His skin was a smooth tone and looked really soft. He didn't wear a winter jacket, and I could see the nice shape of the pains of his chest when the wind gusted against his shirt, which was rolled up to almost his elbow.

All in all, he was a total hottie, at least by my standards. I braced myself for the wave of a putrid stench sure to come with a wolf, but oddly, his scent didn't bother me when it did reach me. It smelt earthy, like after it rains.

But he was a wolf. And to him I would be nothing but passive.

A/N: I think I'm going to subtly direct this story against racism. She's discriminating against him for being a wolf. Big boo-boo. Lol.

Here's the new link for my vision of 'Tanya'. It's not exactly right, but pretty close.


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-leslie