CH. 2
Shanelle woke up the next morning to find herself in a light blue room and under white bed sheets. She must have fallen asleep during the party last night. She quickly showered and got dressed into a white sun dress, put her hair into a bun, and clipped her side bangs back out of her face.
She sat down in front of her laptop and checked her e-mail for new messages. She had one new e-mail from her dad; she quickly tagged it as spam and deleted it. It wasn't that she didn't love her dad; she just didn't want to talk him and hear about how if she went back to New York, she would always be safe and never have to worry about money. He ran a few night clubs in New York, and made deals with what they would call the big boys. When her mom found out, she left him and took Shanelle with her. When Shanelle was old enough to understand, her mom told her, and from that day on, she vowed to never talk to her dad—through technology or in person; she never even went to his house. She didn't want to be linked to him any more than she was if something ever went wrong. But she still loved him and e-mailed him once a year from a fake e-mail and then deleted it so it couldn't be traced.
Her stomach stared to growl, that was the key for her to go find food. She quickly logged off and started towards the kitchen. As she made her way down the stairs, she could hear people talking; she quickly stopped so she could listen, but the voices stopped. They must have heard her coming. She continued on down the steps to find Embry standing with a very angry looking Leah.
"Well good morning," Shanelle said stopping at the last step.
"Yeah, good morning, I'm going for a run," Leah said as she was walking out the front door. Something had made Leah really upset.
"What got her so mad?" Shanelle asked looking at Embry.
Embry looked at her as he tried to figure out the best way to say this without spilling the secret. "I told something she didn't want to hear," he said running a hand through his hair.
"Oh it must have been something bad because the last time she was this mad, her boyfriend was kissing another girl and that girl was his wife." Shanelle said making her way to the kitchen.
"Well to me it was good news. But to her it was the worst thing she could here in her life," Embry said sitting down.
"So what could be that bad, nobody died, because if someone did, she would be crying; her brother isn't getting married he's only seventeen, what could be worse than that?" Shanelle turned around to look at him.
"Yeah, she likes to over react," he said. "So are you doing anything tonight?" he asked.
"Nope, I'm free as a bird tonight," she said sitting down across from him with a cup of coffee.
"Would you want to get dinner with me then?" he asked looking at her through his dark lashes.
"Sure, but where did you go last night? Don't try and fool me with any lame excuse, sweetheart." Her eyes turned into slits, she wanted an answer now.
"I had some business to do. I work for a law firm," he said. It was true, he had graduated from school a year ago and was now working as a lawyer up in the city. He worked with Collin's imprinted sister, Trina, that way, he could leave work for wolf stuff when needed. But that was not where he went last night.
"Oh, okay, sure, yeah," that wasn't a good enough answer for Shanelle. But she would let it slide for now.
"Cool, so I'll see you at five." With that Embry got up to leave and glanced at the girl he had imprinted on just the night before. She was truly the girl of his dreams, he thought as he left the house. Leah wasn't too happy when she found this out. She wasn't the biggest fan of imprinting, so of course she would be pissed off at Embry.
Embry slipped into his black truck and turned down the street heading towards Sam's. He couldn't wait to tell all the guys his big news—of course they'd all probably know already. For once in his life, he was in love and he would be in love with her even if he hadn't imprinted—there was just something special about her. The way her eyes lit up when she happy, the way she smiles, and the way her eyes got darker when she got mad; he had notice that last night when she was talking to Paul. He had only spent a little bit of time with her and felt like he knew her, his whole life. He smiled to himself as he pulled into the driveway of Sam and Emily's house.
He walked through the door and was greeted by Emily. "It's a great day," he said giving her a big hug.
"Okay, what happened to you." It wasn't as much as a question as it was a statement. She was sitting down next to him at the living room table, waiting for him to tell his great news.
"I imprinted on Shanelle, Leah's friend," he said picking up a muffin.
"Well that's good for you, it's good to see you smiling again."
"Shoot, I have a dinner date with her tonight, what do a say, and what do we do after the date is over? Do I kiss her? Emily, please help me." To add emphasis, he added his best puppy dog face.
"Okay, just talk to her and be yourself. If it's not too late, take a walk on the beach and only kiss her if it feels right. You'll be fine, now go home a pick out something to wear," Emily said pushing him out the door and slamming it behind him.
Over at the Clearwater house, it was around three and Shanelle had two hours to get ready and currently was staring at all the clothes she had brought with her. She had no idea what to wear, she picked out three sundresses—one was pink, the other baby blue, and the last one, purple. "Leah!" she screamed, "I need help!"
A moment later, Leah was standing at her door way with her legs crossed. "You called?" she asked sarcastically.
"Which dress should I wear on my date with Embry?" she asked pointing to the three on the bed.
"The purple one, it looks the best on you," Leah said walking to the closet "and these black boots, with this black jacket," Leah came back out with a pair of black leather ankle boots and a cropped, black, leather jacket.
"Leah you are a life saver! Stay right there, I'm going to go get ready," Shanelle said running into the bathroom. In an hour she came back out with her black hair curled, up in a ponytail, and bangs just lightly falling into her face. Just a little purple eye shadow across her lids, and she was ready. "How do I look?" she asked spinning around.
"Perfect. Leah muttered something uncomprehendable as she was walking out of the room to get the door. Shanelle couldn't be happier that Embry was here to take her on their date; it was going to be perfect.
