I awoke with a start. She was in my dreams again. That girl with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I ran my fingers through my short, dark hair, listening to the world around me.
"You awake?" Jacob asked, his voice drifting across the room from the right side of my bed. I considered not answering, but Jake was one of my best friends and my Alpha...
"Yeah." I sighed. Silence hung dense in the air. I knew he was going to ask, but he didn't want to intrude.
"I saw her again. This time the forest smelled like smoke and I couldn't help but run around her in circles, trying to alert her to it. She didn't get it." I sighed again, sitting up and turning onto my right side so I was facing Jacob's general direction. The room was silent again. I had been having the same dream since I can remember, so Jacob had heard of her for years. And ever since we became the wolves and shared thoughts, he's had an intimate view of what I see in my dreams.
"I know she's real." I finally said, running my fingers through my hair again. "I know she's real and she's near."
"So, what, she lives in Forks or something? 'Cause I can tell you there isn't a blonde head inside of the Rez." Jacob's voice of reason cut through my thoughts.
"Jacob! You're a genius!" I howled, bolting upright. I heard a thud and muffled yelp of indignation.
"Jake, you okay?" I stifled a laugh, hoping that he didn't get hurt too badly.
"Yeah, I'm fine." he grumbled, and I heard him crawling back into his bed. "But explain to me how I'm a genius this time."
"Jake, I'll just look around Forks for her!" I was so excited I was vibrating, in danger of phasing right there.
"Okay… Calm down, Embry." Jake could feel my shaking from across the room, I'm sure. I took some deep breaths of the sawdust scented air, trying to calm down.
I couldn't calm down, so I got out of bed, walking out of the outbuilding that the Cullens had had built for us wolves so that the Pack could live close by without dealing with the sickly sweet scent. The moon was out, almost full in size, casting a silver glow over everything. I shivered, letting my wolf come roiling out from beneath my human skin. The moment my wolf paws were in form, they were pounding the dirt. I flew over the ground, sprinting as fast as I could. I had too much energy pulsing through my veins, too much to think about, too much to look forward to.
'I wonder if she has had dreams of me.' The thought stopped me dead in my tracks, making my hot blood run cold. What if she was real, but had no clue what I meant by having dreams about her… I sat down hard on my haunches, the air knocked out of me. Would it be better to know that she was real but thought I was a creeper or to just keep dreaming of her in blissful ignorance? It felt as though I was Atlas, from that Greek myth. Like I had the weight of the world resting straight on my shoulders. I plodded back towards the house, my paws and tail dragging as I mulled over the more depressing side of thought that had taken over.