A/N: I know this is taking forever to get to the point, but I want you guys to know that I want to let it play out. And before I forget, I want to thank rAbiDmutt03 for the idea of this chapter, and Embry's power. Hope you don't mind that I changed the name of it, but I used the idea, so thanks for your ideas. I hope this chapter does you justice

D: Still don't own it.


Chapter Eleven


Maybe I am prone to injuries, this is the third time I was ordered on bed rest in the past month, and it sucked. I don't recall much of what happened, but apparently I woke up the next day in Sue Clearwater's house, on Seth's bed. Carlisle stopped by earlier and checked up on me and explained to me what happened, or at least of what he had knowledge of. He couldn't describe to why it happened, but I was bruised internally, and my two of my ribs had fractures that thankfully by now healed.

I was sure now that it was Jacob that I had the connection with, but it hadn't made sense. I hardly knew Jacob, and we had no linked relation, I had no relation to any of the pack members other than Sam, so it was left in the air about my all-of-the-sudden injuries. So as the council did their research as well as Carlisle doing his own, I was ordered by Carlisle to rest for a day.

I was informed by Seth that Jacob's injuries were far more severe that mine. He broke two ribs; in the same spot I fractured mine. His arm was broken, mine hurt, and he was on constant doses of morphine as I begun to heal almost fully.

Seth also filled me in on Bella's attempt to visit Jacob, but the pack didn't want any of it, but Jacob did. I didn't give a damn about their conversation, but Seth explained that Jacob was upset with her, that he wasn't sure if he loved her anymore. None of us thought we'd see the day where Jacob would come to his revelations, so I could see hope in Seth's words when he said that he hoped that Bella would let him go.

Now what surprised me the most was Jacob was asking about me. I hadn't thought he would even give a damn; I didn't want him to. But he asked on my conditions, and apparently he felt guilty for putting me in this position.

"I brought you more water." Sue walked in with a pitcher of water and a smile on her face. "It's good to see you coming around, you had us all worried."

"You and me…" I chuckled, swallowing the glass of water in big gulps. "Has the council found anything yet?"

She shook her head. "We do have our theories, but Sam needs to explain it to you, that's not my position."

"I haven't even seen Sam yet." I sat up, wiping the sweat off my brow.

"He's here now; in fact the pack is all here to talk." She took the glass and sat in on the nightstand. "They were hoping you would come talk."

I thought about it for a moment. Even though I didn't want to see any of them, I wanted to know what was going on. "Yeah, sure." I sat up as she helped me stand.

My ribs were still sore, and whatever energy I was burning was taking its toll on me still, now I understood why Carlisle wanted me to take it easy. Even for a werewolf, we still needed time to recuperate. So as I limped down the stairs with Sue by my side, I began procrastinating on this meet, whether their information would be useful.

It made it a little easier with Seth and Sue's hospitality, but I couldn't say that for the rest. As we descended down the stairs, the pack were seated around the open kitchen and living area, all eyes bared on me. Seth came to assist me to sit on the nearest chair as Sue returned to the kitchen.

Sam watched me intently from across the room with Jared and Paul by each side. Quil and Leah seated on the couch as Seth sat next to me. I couldn't understand why they were all shaking their heads when Seth was so willing to help me out, even though I thought I hardly needed it, they didn't need to bury him in the ground with their glares, especially Paul. He looked infuriated.

"We owe you explanations." Sam finally spoke.

"You think?" I said sarcastically.

"I understand your frustrations Embry, but if you would listen to us in the first place, then maybe we could've figured this out sooner." He defended himself.

"So you figured it out?"

"No." He muttered.

"So either way it would've happened?" I asked.

"That's not the point." He was quick to change the subject. "What matters is that I'm here to give you full details on being a shifter."

"Well, explain then." I was becoming annoyed.

"Well you know the basics and our purpose, and I'll save the histories for another time." He stood up and walked closer. "But I need to tell you about imprinting."

"Imprinting?"

"Yes." He nodded. "When a shifter phases, its because they inherited their genes from their ancestors, and that's usually through an imprint. An imprint is a bond that can't be broken, or so its been said, but the purpose of it is to continue the line. When a shifter imprints on someone, they become everything that their imprintee wants them to be. We begin to feel their pain, their love, their fears, every emotion that they feel, we feel. Even something so brutal as a bone-break."

"Wait, wait." I threw my hand up to stop him, "are you saying that Jacob imprinted on me, you said it yourself that it was meant to continue the line, and I can't do that."

"It's not uncommon for same sex imprints." He stated. "But no, that's the thing, we asked Jacob, and he said he hadn't, which is why where still unsure why you were feeling his pain."

Just as he continued the phone rang and Sue answered, then hung up after a brief discussion. "That was Dr. Cullen, he explained that he thinks he has come across something."

"Is he coming over?" Jared asked.

"Yes, I gave him permission to come as soon as he could." Just as she finished, there was a knock on the door and Carlisle walking in alone.

"Thank you for permitting me to cross the boundary lines." He bowed his head respectfully to Sue. "I was doing some research, and I came across something interesting. I went into details that were noticeable to me, and I looked up anything to do with feeling others people's pain. At first I thought Embry could be an Empath, but Jasper explained that he has never come across something so intense, so I continued to more research and the only thing I could come across was something similar to an Empath."

"And that is?" I asked anxiously.

"Well… it hasn't a name, but from what we've witnessed so far. He feels everything Jacob has because it could be a possibility that Jacob has feelings for him."

"What?" I stared at him blankly.

"It has to do with an attraction, once it builds between the two, it could be like an imprint where it has similar symptoms." He paused for a moment. "What I mean to say is, that I think Embry has the ability to attract others, like he's a drug to those who feel love or care for him. It's beyond his control, and if they falter into the attraction, it can come to the point where they desperately crave his attention."

"Seriously." I stared at the man like he was crazy.

"Like a pack harem?" Seth asked softly. "I know this sounds silly, but I've read several manga novels revolving around harem's, well actually a couple, and the harem attracts their best suitors, usually the ones who already have feelings for that harem, fall for them quicker."

"That does sound like the best explanation." Carlisle listened.

"Those who don't, they feel like they need to protect them, under any circumstances. Like a brother or a sibling, they'll protect the harem like an infant where it nearly becomes impossible to go near them." Everyone stared at Seth in amusement. "This sometimes fades when the harem finds their suitor, but those who feel obligated to protect them, still will."

"Well what about emotions or inflictions?" Carlisle seemed more interested than all of us.

"Nothing had been mentioned about that." Seth shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure Doctor."

"Well everything Seth's has explained, seems to be Embry's symptoms." Carlisle continued. "But more in extent to the physical and emotion pain added, I've come to the best conclusion to what to call his gift, or call him for that matter. A charmer."

"A charmer?" Paul barely muttered.

"Under advises, I suggest those who haven't developed the intimate feelings towards Embry, stand clear until and if a bond is formed between him and another. I get the feeling that the bond will definitely intensify if he is imprinted on." Carlisle added.

"I want to get out of here." I panicked. "I want to go home Carlisle."

"Please don't." Jared pleaded, Sam looking concerned, and Paul drooped looking down at the floor next to him.

"Carlisle, I want to go home to my bed." I stood up with a slouch.

"You can't keep avoiding us." Sam added.

"I can try." I retaliated.

"Sam's right." Carlisle added. "I can take you home, but you have to learn to embrace your gift, it does affect the ones who want to protect you when they feel they're not permitted to. They're your brothers whether you like it or not."

I hated this with a passion. I was succumbed to return here because they feel obligated to keep me safe; all because of some stupid curse was bestowed upon me. It's not like they'd be doing this for their pleasures, they'd be amplified by the day if I stayed near. Nothing can prepare a person for something this drastic; I don't expect anyone to adjust to this kind of curse, so why should I have to?

"Can I at least have a night to think about it?" I compromised. "You guys can't expect me to adjust to it the moment you tell me; I need time to gather this information."

The room remained at a dead silence, everyone staring at each other, waiting for someone to give me an answer until Sam finally spoke. "Fine, but tomorrow we need to have a pack meeting, and you need to attend. This information will be passed onto Jacob; we'll find a way to get around this for your comfort."

Okay, maybe I misjudged the alpha; he was actually being considerate to my comfort. Although, I am still reluctant on returning here, especially if I am what Carlisle claims I am, I don't think I can handle being ogled over because that's my talent. I mean, most would probably be ecstatic to hear that a bunch of buff dudes lusted for them. I'm surprised I'm not, but the fact is, these guys are still the ones that made my life a living hell, and if they expect me to give into their woes, they're going to have to give hundred and ten percent to do so.

"I'll escort him back tomorrow once he's ready." Carlisle informed them, resting his hand on my shoulder. "He's in good hands, I promise."

"I can take your word." Sam nodded.

"I can't." Jared stood up and walked out.

"Neither can I." Paul agreed and followed.

Sam was upset over the sudden departure, but I didn't care. They both were getting on my nerves. I knew now that this was another excuse to blame me for something I can't control. It's going to be just like back at school, they're going to be determined to make my life as a wolf a living hell. Sure Jared apologized, but that won't falter him into speaking his mind, nor Paul. They're both intricate when it comes to complicated situations; none of their outbursts make the problem simpler.

"We'll be back tomorrow." Carlisle informed, following me outside to his BMW.

The ride was silent for a moment, and for once I wish I had Edwards gift to hear what Carlisle was thinking, I was sure he has a lot on his mind regarding the discussion we just had, and I have a feeling that he wasn't able to give his full opinion.

"Does this frighten you?" He asked subtly.

"Yeah," I answered honestly. "I'm kind of hoping it's not true."

"I understand, Edward, Jasper or Alice still have troubles controlling there's, you'll get the hang of it eventually once you tap into it."

"How do you suggest that?"

"I'm not exactly sure, but with Edward, his requires focus, it helps him pick up the thoughts he wants to hear, or the one's he avoids. Alice, uses hers as daydreams, like she conjures them but it plays out how it's supposed to play, of course they could change. And Jaspers, of course would be his emotions. He can fixate anyone's to where he wants them to be, how he wants you to feel. Maybe yours could be thought, thinking to believe that someone couldn't have these feelings for you. Like you're the one implementing their feelings to believe that they're not in love with you?"

"That sounds difficult." I muttered.

"It could be." He answered honestly. "But if you try, you'll get the hang of it."

"Yeah, kind of wish I wasn't the only wolf."

"You probably aren't." He gave me a glance. "You'd be surprised how easy it is for some to hide theirs, or just like you, they might not know of it."

"Any suspicions?" I asked hopeful.

"I do… Sam." He answered putting the car in park. "I believe he is an enforcer, the ability to steer someone into movement that they want them to, kind of like using someone like a puppet."

"Really?"

"Well, his seems subtle to say the least, like an alpha he has the ability to enforce orders, without question."

"But he's the alpha, his orders can't be disobeyed." We stood in the front of the door.

"He's alpha because Jacob didn't want to be."

"Yeah, I know that."

"My point is, an alpha's role can only be given if he's fought for it, or it's passed down through his bloodline, which none is what Sam has attained." He paused. "My theories are because of his gift, the pack can't refuse his orders."

"Are you sure?"

"No, but it explains a lot." He opened the door as I walked in first. "Just get some rest son; you have a big day tomorrow with patrols and all."

"Ugh… don't remind me." I dragged my feet walking up the stairs.

"Goodnight Embry."

"I hope."

A/N: So what do you think? Is it worth continuing? I will let you know that you will find out who imprinted on Embry in the next chapter, or the one after that, depends on how I can fit it in. So review and let me know.

But as always, big thanks to Thornesedge, rAbiDmutt03, SoundShield11, DRBR-Lovely, dark-magician100, luvinlapush, Georgia, and hopelessromantic5 for reviewing the last chapter. Also thanks to the ones who alerted and favorite, I appreciate it.

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