A/N: Those I have replied to for the last chapter, I have informed them that I would be absent for a while, and it still applies. I actually had time before my hectic schedule begins for the next while. Like I said, I promised if I had time for an update, I'd give you one. So here it is. This chapter is mostly in Paul's POV, and I know I said that this would all be in Embry's POV, but I felt it was best to venture in this route to give you the idea of how Paul came to his gift. So… enjoy.

P.S. I hadn't had time review the chapter for any spelling mistakes and such, but I will edit it when I have the time. Just let me know if you catch anything

D: Don't own it.

Chapter Thirteen

Paul's POV

Yeah I fucked up, I know it. But you can't blame me for hoping that Embry would forgive me. I'm praying for it, I'm begging for it. I'm begging for him, and Paul Lahote doesn't fucking beg, but damn, he's worth it.

I don't give a damn if he's my imprint or the fact that he's a charmer, I will do anything to make him mine. I did do everything to make him mine but that's where the whole thing messed up. That's when I messed up. I should've been a man about it and just went up to him like the broads I used to. Shit it was easier with them; I just had to lie to get 'em in bed, and that was simple. But I wanted a different approach on Embry because he's ten times better than the sluts I've been with. He deserves to be courted to, catered, wined and dined.

It's a strange world, how things change so damn quickly. I've never expected to fall for the one person I wouldn't even give a second look, but the thing is, I did look the second time. At first, I regretted every moment of it, fuck I was ready to jump off the cliff because of it, but when Embry came to mind, I couldn't do it. That moment, when I was caught off guard, and like destiny, I returned my gaze to his frustrated one, meeting his eyes for the second time as he kneeled below me to his locker.

Shit, I was just glad to be getting out of that hellhole of a school, but I hadn't expected on my last day to see the most beautiful creature to walk the face of this earth. Right in front of me the whole time, was my soul mate, and it took me years to realize it.

I was never a big fan of imprinting, I seen the effects on Sam, Emily practically owned him, and I didn't want to be succumbed to practically bowing to someone's feet. Jared and I felt bad for the poor sap, talk about whipped.

But that day, when I met eyes with Embry, it had to be one of the best experiences I've ever witnessed. That day I was one-hundred percent sure that love at first sight existed, this was just the first time I actually met the beautiful dark eyes of Embry Call. The pull is hard to explain, but to me, it felt as if I was being hypnotized, like his eyes alone were pulling me towards him. I wanted nothing but to ravish his plump lips with mine, to feel the connection of my hands touching his caramel skin, the heat of my body intertwining with his. I wanted every connection possible with him to be bonded like opposites finding each other for the first time.

I didn't know how to approach him, I was afraid to now. I spent our entire high school lives making his a living hell, and I knew there was no way in hell he'd give me a chance. Our usual routine of taunting Embry was overruled by me, I threatened the hell out of Jared if even hurt him again. From then on, I swore to protect him, to keep assholes like me away from him.

I knew then that I had to straighten my act up, and even though Jared was questionable about my sudden changes of mind, I told him to screw off. I thought about how I could even begin to talk to him that night, but came up with nothing. I was plagued with the continuous thoughts of him rejecting me at my every attempt, and even worse, him being afraid of me. I knew the possibilities of him having fears of what I might do, or what I could do. He feared the man I used to be, the one I hope I left behind the minute I looked into his soul.

I didn't sleep that entire night, constantly thinking if I should just get up and run to his house, hoping that whatever idiotic move I made would work out for the best. But even that idea seemed stupid; I knew I'd be the last person he'd want to see. But I still hoped.

With the lack of sleep, I tiredly headed out for patrol with Jared. That's when I let it slip, and him being so damn observant, began questioning my sudden attraction to the teen we used to take turns making fun of.

'You gotta be kidding me Lahote.' Jared said smugly. 'The Call kid?'

'You make it sound like I planned the damn thing.' I argued.

'Are you sure you imprinted?' He asked hesitantly.

'Yeah. He's all I can think about, and the distance from him is driving me crazy.'

'Ha, I guess Karma is a bitch.'

It took me the entire six hours of patrol to convince Jared to be a part of my plan, how I came up with it was just a spur of the moment. First, I had to admit to him and show him the so-called gift that I transpired over the years. Accidentally discovering it over one of my many disagreements with my dad.

The bastard drinks. Plain and simple, and when he gets in after his usual shenanigans, he decides to ventilate his frustrations out on my mom and me. Even though I'd always step in to protect my mom, he would finish me off and my mom before passing out and forgetting what the hell he did. But that all changed the night that my fears switched with my anger, and I discovered that I was a freak of nature. Before I became a wolf, I was known as a spirit traveller, or so what's said in the histories. But when my father was beating the shit out my mom again, I lost it. Instead of doing what I normally do, I lost consciousness and regained it with my hand being raised at my mother as she stared at me frightened. I halted in my tracks realizing that I was in my dad's body, vacating him for a moment to run out of the house, and then returning to my own body. In instincts, I locked the bastard out before he could come storming back in wondering what the hell happened.

I know now why he hadn't come back. I was able to manipulate his thoughts for him to leave for a couple days in confusion. I hadn't a clue how I've done it, but it felt good to know that my mom was safe.

After practicing so much on my dad, and becoming a wolf almost a year later, I was able to master the talent. When I'm visiting another's body [what I call it] I can take full control, and steer their thoughts away from what they planned. It came in handy when my dad would return every time more confused than ever. I hadn't known the dangers of it until I realized that my dad's memories were slowly being wiped away. The council became concerned that he was slowly losing it because of his constant drinking and their suspicions of him being on drugs.

It became official when he didn't even remember much of his wife or the son he was questionable he had. He hardly recognized us after a while, and my mom seemed lost to why her husband forgot who she was.

At the age of forty-two, the doctors diagnosed my father with Alzheimer's. And my mom being the loving person she is, promised to take care of him until the day he died. I refused, but I did feel guilty that I was responsible for it, yes I knew that I could never be forgiven for it, but I did what I had to do to keep me and my mom safe. I don't know how to feel about it, with my mom not knowing how it happened, and maybe one day I'll tell her.

Jared was reluctant to falter to my plan, I wouldn't blame him. But the perks of taking over a shifter, from what we discovered, I can't manipulate their thoughts, but only their bodies for a short period of time. Jared and I were relieved that after the first try, but I was still able to control his movements when we first saw Embry in his state.

I didn't plan on the second or third time, but I couldn't resist when Jared was willingly going to meet Embry, and that's when I would take over, and that's when Jared began to push me out of thought. I hated it. I then realized that I had to step in and try my best to get closer to him before Jared did.

That's when I hinted to Sam that Embry was close to phasing, and that he should return to La Push. I don't know, maybe I was being a coward about it, but I wanted to get closer to my imprint, and Jared was making my chances thin. That's when Embry actually did phase.

I was pissed when he stayed at the Cullens. I hated the leeches, and to know my imprint was being welcomed with open arms into their family, it infuriated me. It took everything I had to fight myself from racing across the border to bring him back here and never let him go. I knew force wouldn't work, and I wasn't digging a deeper hole than I already had. I was planning to admit everything to him once I got a chance to.

But my every attempt was interrupted either by Seth, Jacob or Jared. I tried talking, to spark a conversation, but he would brush me off like always. And it would make me feel like more shit. I couldn't do anything right to befriend my soul mate, and the worse part of it was that I didn't want him to know that it was an imprint that made me fall madly for him.

Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, they had, drastically. I was happy to find that I wasn't the only one with a talent, but I came to my revelations when I found out that the entire pack could end up lusting over my Embry. It was then I realized to that Jared was falling into the attraction.

Shit hit the fan that day when I witnessed the worst sight ever. When Sam put me on patrol once again with Jared and Embry, I mean, sure I was happy that Sam put me on patrols with him and Jared, it done my wolf some good to know that we were close to him, but jealousy would strike every time Jared would actually have a conversation with him. I tried to add my two-bits, but I was constantly ignored by him, and then overruled by Jared when he would steer the conversations in a different direction. I couldn't handle that he was getting closer to my best friend, and I wouldn't display any emotions that bothered me to the core. I was dying inside every time he would void my interest to speak in our mental and physical links.

But the day when our patrols were switched over once again, I caught the last bit when Jared requested to talk with Embry more. I was ready to go on a tirade when I heard him say yes, but I thought that maybe I was overreacting, and maybe if I just stood close by, that it would just be what he said it would be, a talk. Boy was I wrong when my best friend kissed my imprint, that's when I lost control and attacked Jared and hoped to finally claim what was mine.

I lost a friendship that day and I lost any chances of making things right with the man who now owns my existence. I hadn't eaten, I hadn't slept, and I hadn't interacted with anyone. I guess this is what I deserve. It really did feel like Embry was leaving me, fleeing this place, but I didn't want to jump to conclusions.

"Paul." I turned to see the dark figure of Leah standing at my door.

"What the hell do you want?" I grumbled.

"I didn't have to fucking come here asshole, but I did." She retaliated in the usual manner, "but my brother and your imprint have gone missing."

"What?" I bolted forward in a sharp pain.

Next time trust your instincts asshole.

Embry's POV

I can't believe that asshole. Both of them, Jared and Paul. They fucking played with everything I am, who I am. I didn't ask to be a charmer, I didn't ask to be a wolf, and I especially didn't ask to be Paul's imprint. But I was cursed with all three in less than two weeks. Fuck my life.

I seriously thought that Jared did mean something, that he really did change, that he actually did regret for the way he treated me. But now it feels like they were all lies. I couldn't handle anything thrown to me, and it just seems every bomb was being dropped and I couldn't avoid these battlefields. I just wanted it all to end.

I should've known Paul was up to something too. I just didn't want to believe it. I thought it was just the jealousy of losing his best friend, not his best friend situating the spot he thought he should vacate. I didn't want, and I still don't want Paul as a friend or anything close to that title. I loathed the man even more now. He lied to get to know me. He couldn't just up and tell me, and maybe I would've been able to absorb the information.

Two days. Two flipping days and I haven't been able to face anyone other than Seth. I was played like a fiddle, and it hurt more than ever. I knew now of the imprint, and it bothered that I was feeling the rejection I had for Paul. Now my thoughts were going against me. I kept thinking of a way to forgive them, especially Paul, but whatever humanity left in me told me not to, that Paul deserved everything handed to him, it's just now I was suffering for it tenfold.

"Embry…" Seth came in sobbing. "I'm sorry…" he mumbled. "I just didn't know who else to go to."

"Seth I'm not in the mood." I said annoyed.

"Please Em…" he stuttered. "I don't know who else to go to."

"Are you in trouble?" I asked now concerned.

"No," he wiped a tear from his cheek. "Jake's gone. He left."

"What do you mean he left?"

"Bella and Edward sent him an invitation to their wedding…" I sighed in realizations, "he was just so mad and left, and no one has heard from him since yesterday."

"Why would they send him an invitation, is she that stupid?" I said annoyed.

"I'm worried for him Em, I know he's a wolf and everything, but I know he's hurt mentally and emotionally, I just don't want him doing anything to hurt himself." Seth panicked and continued to sob. "I don't want to lose my best friend."

"Let's go." I stood up quickly and grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him outside.

"Where?" He asked.

"To find Jacob and talk some sense into the man." I mumbled.

"But what if he wants to be alone?" He said nervously.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

Without further hesitation, we both phased and headed to the forests to hopefully pick up his scent. Anything to help Seth and get my mind off what just happened a couple days ago.

'Clear and block you thoughts Seth, this may take a while.'

A/N: There are still things that need to be answered for both Paul and Embry's gifts, which you will learn in the future chapters. The only time I will switch the POV's will be explanations of gifts that and/if the other pack members receive on too. Also, if you ever thought of any other pack members with gifts, I'd like to hear what your thoughts are. I can't promise if I use the idea, but I am curious to what you think. So I hope you enjoyed the update.

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