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Disclaimer: I do not own this story. It belongs to Stephanie Meyer. I only own the unfamiliar plot line, other characters and anything else unrecognisable
A/N: Dedicated to saramichellegellarfan1, Sixx.A.M2016, SquaryQ and JinLing
Chapter 38
Embry's POV
I held my imprint close as she sobbed relentlessly. I wanted everything to be okay. I wanted to take away all her pain and all her tears but how did I do that when I felt so afraid too. I would stop at nothing to protect her, to make sure that nothing and no one hurt her but I was afraid that I'd fail. That I'd fail my imprint, hurt her, disappoint her like I have so many times before. How do I keep her safe when I feel so afraid of letting her down? How do I stay strong for her when all I want to do is break down?
"If anything ever happens—" the mere thought of losing her tears me up inside. "I love you Casey." I pull her flush to my chest. "I love you so much." I can feel the overwhelming emotion bubble in my stomach, twisting and turning and gutting making me feel like I would hurl any moment. I can feel the tears threatening, the huge knot in my throat growing and bulging with every passing second.
"I love you too Embry." The soft, broken tone of her voice is enough to make every ounce of emotion I'm feeling explode within me. The tears that were threatening have overflowed and are flowing freely down my face as I stare at the beautiful girl in my arms. "But nothing is going to happen." She wipes away the wetness on my face gently.
"You'll keep me safe right? Then there's no need to worry. I promise everything will be okay. Everyone will be okay." She sounds so sure of me. How can she sound so sure of me? After everything that I've put her through how can she still trust me? I feel nonetheless afraid but I need to touch my imprint, feel her against me, make sure that this moment lasts for a while because what if it is our last? If she trusts me this much after everything, I need to show her just how much I'm touched by her faith in me. So I kiss her. I cradle her body, one hand rummaging through her fiery hair and the other snaked around her waist, clutching onto her for dear life. Her moan of pleasure when I gently yet forcefully ease my tongue into her mouth nearly unmans me. All I can think about is taking her right here and right now, savouring in the moment that we have right now. Making every single touch and kiss matter. Because right now all we have is this moment. Until tomorrow comes all I have to do is hold my imprint close, make her feel the safety and security that she should be feeling. That I should be making her feel.
A ghost pain tears through me and nearly brings me to my knees. The pain isn't mine and the dull aching in my body can only mean one thing: Casey. As if to confirm my suspicions a piercing scream echoes and rings in my ears as I watch from afar how my imprint falls to her knees writhing in pain and anguish. The red-eyed little monster is standing above my Casey with a devilish smile on her face while my imprint screams in agony. I can feel the animal in me getting ready to attack. My wolf is tearing and clawing wanting to be unleashed so he can protect what is his. He wants to rip that leech limb from limb and then let it heal so he can just rip it apart again so he can relish in the sounds of its anguish filled screams.
Embry, wait.
I pay no mind to Sam and make a run for the leech. Suddenly everything is black and it feels as if my senses are being stolen from me. I can't see anything. Can't hear anything. Can't feel anything. My senses have been cut off and I can't make it to my imprint.
What the hell is happening? No, no! I need to make it too Casey. She needs me. I cannot fail her. Not again.
As if my pleads have been heard my senses are back and I see Jake ripping apart the leech responsible for my senses being taken away. I carry on my quest, running, sprinting, making my way to Casey as fast as I can. The longer it takes for me to get to her the louder and more painful her screams become.
Make it stop! I have to make it stop.
Em, behind you! Quil screams in my head. I zap around and just nearly dodge the leech who was about to jump on my back just like that new born leech did to Jake all those months back. I easily rip the thing apart, dismembering its left leg and then tossing it into the pile of burning, reeking vampire parts. The next leech in my face growls at me angrily, looks at its mangled friend now in flames. He pounces, catching me by surprise tackling me to the ground. The ghost pain is putting strain on my body, pulling me down, making me weak.
I cannot let Casey down.
The leech gets it right to wrap his arms around my body and I can nearly hear my ribs, my bones cracking, splitting, breaking. I try with all my might to shrug the stinkin' leech off me but to no avail. But the weight on my back is suddenly gone and I turn around and see Leah ripping the parasite to shreds.
Go get your girl.
As I'm running, sprinting toward Casey's writhing form the dull ache that is everywhere in my body feels like its disappearing. But a dark, hollow feeling replaces it. My heart feels like its constricting, my lungs are burning as I struggle to catch my breath. My entire body feels like it's on fire. The invisible rod that ties me to Casey slowly disconnects. The pulling and the tugging snap loose and my body goes limp, my wolf howling in pain as we make it to our imprint but just barely. Her pale form is sprawled on the cold ground looking as lifeless as I feel. Everything inside of me screams howls and yells in pain as I feel the bond, the imprint bond breaking.
No…
Meanwhile…
He watches from afar as the malicious little vampire with an eerie smirk of pride on her face as she constricts pain and anguish upon his daughter. He knows that pain, he's felt that pain. But as painful as the mental torture Jane projects, it will never compare to the look of pure hate he saw in his little girl's gray-blue eyes. The way his heart broke in two as she spat angry and violent words at him. If he could cry he'd have sobbed. He couldn't blame her though. He left. At the time it seemed like a good idea. All he wanted was a better life for his family. But in the end he messed everything up. If he'd just gone to the Cullen's and not the Volturi. If he hadn't made that deal with Aro. If he didn't have the crazy idea of turning his entire family into immortal bloodsucking beings. If, if, if. And now his daughter and his wife hated him. Now it was all too late…