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Sorry about the wait once again though this time i have a semi-excuse. You see i hurt my neck pretty bad and my doctor put me on these weird meds that made my vision fuzzy so i couldn't read the keyboard! It sucked, i tried to type but it made no sense when i read it later. Anways sorry again!!! I know i make you guys wait alot for my chapters so truely i am sorry! This chapter is really long though!

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TARA'S POV

Shock is still present in the front of mind as I think about this week. Embry really fits in with my family and they get along with him very well. Wow, I still can't get my head around the fact this is all working out!

Travis was a little apprehensive of the whole thing at first but I think he was got used to the fact that Embry might as well be glued to my side. I mean that literally. The guy is always near me. Behind a bush, looking though a window, or just staring.

Some would call what he considers a hobby, stalking. In my option though, I somehow find it cute. Truly Embry was cute, in a kind of stalker-ish obsessive way… I guess.

He already threatened one random dude this week in the halls; it was pretty damn funny though. The guy was all like 'what the hell man' and Embry was all 'Stop looking at my girlfriend's ass unless having pencils stabbed in your eyes sounds like appealing to you'.

I found out that a threat tends to lose all affect when I am standing beside an angry Embry laughing so hard I actually fell over. Of course Embry caught me before any damage could be done.

Speaking of damage, my room looks like a freaking hurricane came though followed by the no talent half crazy monkey show. Cloths cover basically every square inch of my floor, bed, dresser, closet, desk and well my walls too. Don't ask how my cloths managed to stick to the walls but they did.

You may be asking yourself why in the freaking world my cloths are spread everywhere well I sit in the middle of my floor talking to myself. Well, the answer is fairly simple my dear friend.

Embry asked me on a date.

Kinda…it is more of a bonfire thingy but whatever, still counts.

Clothing has never really been my thing so this is a big challenge for me. Looks like it finally time to give in and call in the big guns. Danielle.

Opening my door I shouted down the hall. Shouting was necessary since Danielle was blasting some crappy bubble gum pop music at a level I am sure only dogs can hear. The music didn't stop after I yelled her name. Thinking about trying again I decided it was so much easy just to text her.

Hey Danny…I kinda maybe sorta need your help with …my cloths…kinda.

Two seconds after my finger pushed the send button there was Danielle standing in my door way.

Creepy.

Without a single word she started running around my room grabbing cloths only to fling some back onto the already covered ground. I voted against moving from my seat on the floor so I just watched her move around the room, hoping she wouldn't step on me.

Five minutes of insane spinning Danielle later she stood in front of me with a pile of cloths in her hands. "Go. Change."

I would argue with her but god knows without that girl I would be going around in a paper bag…

Wow. This isn't half bad... Normally I can't stand American eagle but the stripped navy blue tank she chose just goes great with the light pinstriped skinny jeans. Over the tank she gave me a dark blue button up sweater, along with silver bracelets and a red purse that matched the red boots. (Picture on profile)

Danielle finished my hair; due to the fact my complaints' were driving her crazy. Complaining is a talent of mine, comes in handy to with a situation like this. I did my own make-up, meaning I put on a little bit of cover up, a little coat of eyeliner and some mascara. Smiling at the mirror I grabbed the red purse, put on my shoes and made my way down the stairs towards the sea of query I am sure is waiting.

There weren't nearly as many questions from my siblings as I expected there to be when I informed them of my going out. The only request made was that I have my cell phone on me at all times, and I would call them no matter what was happening.

Being sensible I agreed quickly and was out the door in no time. Embry told me to meet him at Sam and Emily's house which I why I am walking up the path to their adorable yellow house.

This house always seems to bring out my nervous side. Those wonderful annoying butterflies made they return as I stood quietly outside of the white door. Taking a deep breath a brought my fist up to knock on the door. Time seemed to be mocking my nerves as my fist travel though the air towards the door which was a lot further away then I thought. Finally my waiting hand came in contact with the solid warm do- warm?

"Well, hello to you too Tara. Now why may I ask are you knocking on my chest?" Glancing up I was greeted my Paul's smirking face. Quickly I withdrew my hand before smirking back at him. Times like these call for confident Tara, sarcastic Tara and Outgoing Tara all at once – is it normal to have different personalities?

"Paul, let the poor girl in! It isn't her fault that she confused you with a door. Although you do seem to have the intelligence of one…" Paul whipped around to glare at Kim who ignored him and came to hug me before dragging me inside.

While greeting Kim and Emily I noticed that the front room was void of people except of course the three mentioned early. Emily caught my confused expression and informed me that everyone else was down on the beach setting up.

Shrugging I followed them into the kitchen where I was handed a tray full of food. A huge freaking tray full of food, but my tray wasn't the only one. No, the whole kitchen was covered in food. What in the world did they need all of this food for?

I opened my mouth to pose my question but Kim cut me off, "You'd be surprised by the amount of food these guys are able to consume." Her expression was very amused as she eyed Paul's sheepish look, quickly he put the hotdog he had tried to sneak off the tray back into its place.

Laughing I nodded, judging by the way I have seen them eat at lunch Kim's statement didn't seem so far off. Between Kim, Emily and I we were able to carry about 3 trays out of the 10… that was a dilemma until Paul decided to show off and carry the other 7. How he managed to do so I am still unsure. I would have looked back as we walked down the path to the beach but knowing me if my gaze left the bumpy path for a second I was sure to fall flat on my ass.

We reached the beach pretty quickly due the short cut though Emily's back yard. Setting down the heavy tray of food i was finally free to look around. Two things cut my surveillance of the beach short. One being the gorgeous blue green fire that towered over everyone included the giants, casting a ray of color onto the still calm ocean. The second was the slightly attractive male lounging in a chair beside the fire.

My sarcasm morphed those thoughts a little, you see Embry was the first thing that caught my eye and it is a crime to call that guy slightly attractive! He was beyond fine tonight in his lose fitting jeans and baggy black 'boys like girls' t-shirt. (Picture on profile) Note to self: close mouth while gawking, drool is not a pretty sight.

The second sight was indeed the amazing fire but I didn't have much time to correct myself on that since Embry waved me over. When I arrived at the chair he was sited in I look around to find a place to sit myself when two large warm hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me backwards so I landed in Embry's lap. Not that I minded too much, it was after all the best sit in the whole house. Or beach? O whatever you get what I mean.

Small talk was made here and there until finally Billy Black –who I was introduced to, he seems nice- took his seat, ok more like rolled himself to the head of the small circle, at that point everyone went quit and looked at him. Seconds later the once silent air was filled with Billy's booming voice as he tells tales about cold ones and wolves.

Immediately I was pulled into the world of the unreal, not that I wanted to leave any time soon. Listening to the way he told the stories was amazing; he spoke of them as if he was certain they were real. Imagine if that kind of thing did exist?!

Before I would have liked the stories were finished and I was left pondering them, still sited in Embry's warm comfortable lap.

"Tara, can we go talk over there for a second?" Embry leaned down to ask his question. I am hoping that my increasing heart rate went unnoticed by him. I nodded and he helped pull me to my feet, and then grabbed my hand.

We only walked a few minutes, and then stopped to sit down under a tree on the edge of the forest. I turned to look at Embry but his face was ducked down staring intensively at a piece of grass.

He broke the silence without lifting his hanging head, "What did you think about the legends?"

"I-…they were amazing…mind blowing…wonderful…staggering… and astounding all at once." Who says reading the thesaurus was a waste of time? "I loved every second of listening to Billy's enchanting voice as he told the legends. Just the way he spoke of them, like he believed they were real. It was something I will never forget and I own you. So thank you so much for inviting me down here to listen to them, for that I will forever owe you." I didn't look away from him as I spoke but he never looked away from the ground.

That tiny voice in the back of my head is becoming increasingly annoying as it continues to try and convince me to head for the hills because whats coming next ain't going to be pretty. Mentally I slap the stupid voice, begging for it to just shut up for once in my life.

"That's good and your welcome…but what if I told you those legends…they were umm…well they might be…kinda sorta maybe…ish…" Embry stuttered though his half sentence only to stop before his point got across. That stupid voice was now doing a 'told you so dance' welling laughing at me. You'd think it would be on my side but no. Damn you tiny voice from the back of my head!

His intake of breath was audible before he decided to attempted his phrase once again, for what remains of my sanity I hope he spits it out this time, "those legends…about the wolves and the cold ones…well to be blunt they're true."

Finally he got it out and thank god cause- wait…what? "True? As in there are real werewolves who change during a full moon and there are vampires who say 'I vant to suck your blood?" I have to admit my vampire impression was fantastic! As you see can my attention span isn't the longest thing ever, some say I can reveal a goldfish. Poor goldfish, I hope the vampires don't find them!

"Yes, and werewolves don't just change during full moons. We can change whenever we want really." We? As in he was one….well now… I gestured my hand in a waving motion, signal him to continue his explanation.

"I am a werewolf." For the first time in my life I don't know what to say.

A/N: ....I was going to stop there but it seemed to be the normal thing to do so screw it!....

"When we get anger, we shake and if we are anger enough we well…explode into a werewolf." He looked up from the ground, searching my face for some reaction but there was none to find. I don't judge before knowing all the facts. He seemed to recognize that I wasn't going to say anything so he kept going, " Our job is protect the tribe from vampires, and yes they exist, although I don't think have ever heard one say that phrase before….also there is this thing called imprinting."

I cocked my head to side and waited for him to explain. I heard that word used once during a legend Billy told but the meaning was never explained. Now I was curios as to what it meant, judging by the context of its use in the story it had something to do with love…something about the third wife being an imprint…whatever it meant it sounded mighty important.

Then again finding out your boyfriend is a werewolf also seems mighty important in life but I will deal with that later. "Imprinting is like…well it is when a werewolf finds that certain person. The one person who suddenly becomes their world and I know that I sounds bad being forced to admire someone but in truth I wouldn't change it for the world." That fits with the story…I wonder why he is telling me all of this…o shit! Maybe this is his way of breaking up with me, because he imprinted on someone else!

Blinking I tried to hide the fresh wave of panic that swept over me, I nodded for him to continue, "You see that person becomes the reason you wake up every morning, the reason you keep breathing. You'd trade every ounce of happiness you'd every felt just to make them smile or laugh. With out them the world is gray and useless but with them the sun shines brighter and everything promises to work out as along as they stay safe and sound. They become everything meaningful in the world." He finished his speech with a content sigh.

He kept searching my face for that emotion but I am better with words then facial expressions, "Considering the way you speak of imprinting I am guessing you yourself have found that person?" A sparkle of happiness flashed in his eyes before he nodded, "Well then I believe I congrats is in order. So I am happy for you and who ever it is." My voice cracked at the end giving away my hidden sorrow.

Embry's deep laugh rumbled though the ground below us causing me to look up at him. "Tara…I imprinted…on you!" woah. Yup that about sums it up…


Sometimes I give in to sadness
Sometimes I don't
At times I'm part of the madness
sometimes I won't
Give in to you

You see in a way
I have been drifting down a river
To nowhere
And you've given me nothing
But if you're ready to be my everything
If you're ready to see it through this time

And if you're ready for love then
This I will bring
But I'm not gonna wait for you forever this time
At times I feel myself smiling
At times I'm not
Yeah yay
What's with the guilt that you styling baby-

"Tara, are you singing?" Embry was looking at me with that look who would give some one was ranting on about the fact they would only smell purple…

"Yea. What? You've never had one of those moments where you know that if it was in a movie there would be some cheesy background music?" Again with that look, kinda scary really.

"Okay, sure…" He even said that like he was talking to a basket case…though for all he knows he could be, "So what do you think about all that stuff I told you." His eyes…I couldn't even look at them. True be told I hadn't thought about any of it, but now that I do…

"Embry," I took both his hands into mine before looking right into his eyes, "My boyfriend is werewolf…" I paused for dramatic effect…god I have issues, "I think that just made my life! How many freaking people on this planet can say that! I am guessing not many!" The smile on my face was getting so big it beginning to hurt.

He laughed with me as I continued to rant on about how flipping awesome it was that he was werewolf and so were a lot of the people around the fire!

He continued explaining all the details about being a werewolf to me, the only thing that bothered me was the fighting part. My heart ached with the very thought of Embry being against a deadly creature. I quickly banished the thought as we walked hand in hand back towards the crowd of waiting people. They anxious expressions flipped into smiles once they noticed our interlaced fingers.

"SO how did it go Embry?" Sam asked once we were sited again.

"Well from all the stories I heard about people being told I don't think I have ever heard about some one taking it…well musically. She sang her own theme music." That caused a round of laughter from everyone. I joined thinking back to how weird that was, why I felt the need to sing was beyond me.

Paul, Kim, Jared, Quil and Jake were the only remains around the fire now. Embry and Sam were talking about something only a few steps away from the fire, and everyone else had something to do so they left. We were still on the topic of werewolves, we never really changed topics.

"Yea, knowing makes everything seem so much clearer." Kim nodded in agreement, "I mean it explains the temp. of your skin, your height, my dream about lemon whipped pudding, and the way you guys are so close knit." All those things made perfect sense to me know but judging by the look on they faces something I said threw them off.

"Lemon whipped pudding?" Paul raised an eyebrow while asking. Did he honestly not make that connection? Guess I better explain it to them.

"Easy, so lemons are food and you people eat a lot of freaking food. Second word is whipped, okay well…oo" I turned to face where Embry and Sam were talking, "Hey Em, can you get me that shell over there, please?"

I made my face into an almost puppy dog pout and he was up and running with in seconds of my request, I turned back to everyone else, "I repeat whipped." They all laughed with me while agreeing with the statement. Embry came back with the shell causing the laughter to get louder as he looked at us confused. "Third is pudding. Well you see my dad sometimes call my mom puddin'. He does it in a lovely dovey way…it is really creepy but sweet in a way…even though I think the nickname is weird…"

More laughter echoed across the empty beach, making me feel more welcome with these people then I had before. What can I say, I found out my boyfriend is bonded to me for life though magic and him and his friends are freaking werewolves! Life has been made!

I can't wait to tell Mad- oo I can't! Shit… just when I finally came clean with my secrets to them…

Speaking of secrets I should tell Embry about what happened in Paris…I think I'm ready to tell someone else…

He shared his secret so it is only fair I share mine too. Right?

So there you have it! He finally told her! I had to add the theme music in because it is so something i would do and the lemon whipped pudding thing is actually a dream i had yesterday! Thanks for reviewing the last chapter!

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