Leah has never told anyone, but she secretly wishes she could imprint.

Whenever someone asks her or talks to her about it, she makes it clear that imprinting disgusts her. Why would anyone want to love someone only because of some stupid supernatural connection? Leah is adamant that she would much rather love or be loved by somebody because they love her for her, not because of magic or a sixth sense or whatever the hell imprinting really is.

Leah suspects that Edward Cullen (actually, she doesn't suspect: she knows; the stupid mind-reading leech) knows she wants to imprint, and maybe that blond bloodsucker, the male one, too (after all, he can read emotions; maybe he feels that tiny sense of longing Leah feels every time she sees Jacob and Nessie). But not even Jacob and Seth know. Even though they are in her pack—or perhaps she is in their pack would be more correct terminology (she joined the pack last)—she has always been careful to not think anything about imprinting when she is in her wolf form.

Leah really does believe imprinting is stupid. She loathes imprinting with all her heart, or what's left of her heart (if imprinting didn't exist, she'd have Sam right now; if imprinting didn't exist, Jacob wouldn't have that little half-leech), but sometimes, when she sees the enraptured look on Jacob's face as he stares at little Nessie, or how protective Quil is of Claire…

Sometimes, she's not so sure.

Leah wants to imprint, to have that sense of belonging and the feeling of being loved and in love, a love that actually has a chance of being returned.

Leah wants to imprint, and she hates the fact that she never will.