*Ducks things being thrown at her* I'm soo sorry for not updating, here is chapter 3 of Wolf love hope you enjoy it

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Chapter 3

Well, this is awkward. Embry and I were sitting in my leather seats of my Ford Shelby Mustang GT-500, saying absolutely nothing, nothing, nada, zilch. "Soooo…" Embry drawled out.

"Look, listen," I said to Embry before he could say anything, " I know you imprinted on me and I was thinking, can we be friends to start off with, then see how it goes from there? I want to get to know you first before we jump into anything," I asked giving him a hopeful look.

"Yeah, of course, as long as you are in my life," Embry said to me looking over at me with adoring eyes and a charming smile. I couldn't help myself from blushing. "So what type of tattoo do you want to get?" Embry asked me.

"I was thinking of getting Angel wings covering the whole of my back," I replied to him.

"Won't that hurt?" Embry looked at me like I had two heads.

"Probably, but it'll be worth it in the end," I told him, smiling over at him to which he smiled back.

We soon pulled up to Port Angeles tattoo parlour, I parked out the front and turned off the car and got out and Embry followed. As I went to go into the tattoo parlour Embry grabbed my hand and opened the door for me to walk in. I blushed and mumbled thanks. I don't think I have blushed this much within half an hour.

We headed to the counter where a man asked me what I would like to get I explained to him I would like angel wings covering the whole of my back, kinda like a tribal wings. The Tattooist said it will take at least maybe two or three hours for it to be finished and would cost around $600, which I said alright, the tattooist, who I learned was named Corey, led me to a counter where I saw the tattoo gun and ink sitting, he then told me to take my top and bra off and gave me a towel to cover my front part so he was able to do the tattoo.

"So, why did you want angel wings on your back?" Corey asked grabbing my attention away from the pain that was starting on my back.

"You ever get the feeling where you just want to fly away somewhere, were no-one's going to bother you, somewhere where you have no worry's. That's how I felt when I was eight years old. My dad went AWOL on my mum when I was eight, then she soon developed into an alcoholic and my brother more or less raised me from the on in," I told Corey.

"No way, so that's why you want angel wings?" Corey asked me.

"Yeah, well I kinda always wanted this tattoo as well," I replied to him.

For the next couple of hours Corey and I talked, him trying to distract me so I wouldn't notice the pain as much. "There we go all down, how about you go take a look?" Corey said when he finished.

I got up off the seat and walked to the full length mirror that was in the back of my shop, I turned around to see the tattoo on my back, to say I was amazed was an understatement, tears sprung to my eyes when I looked at the angel wings that graced my back.

"Oh My God," I gasped.

"You like it?" Corey asked.

"Like it…..I love it thank you, thank you, thank you," I thanked him over and over again while I hugged him. I heard a faint growl coming from somewhere in the shop, and I look over in Embry's direction, to see him glaring at Corey. I quickly let go of the tattooist, thank him again and walk over to Embry to see him still glaring at Corey, so, I flick him on the noise and scold him "Bad Dog!" to which he looks at me like I have grown to heads.

We leave the tattoo shop after I get my self-organized. Embry and I walk in silence. Awkward turtle. "So….what do you think of my tattoo Embryo?" I asked Embry.

"Embryo?" He asked me looking over at me with an amused face and a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, well I can't really call you Em cause that's Emily's nickname so, I can't really call you that," I told him.

"Ok, whatever makes you sleep at night," Embry said to me.

We soon came to my car and we got in, and headed back to La Push. All we done was talk about stuff and listen to the radio.

When we got to Sam and Emily's house, I ran in leaving Embry behind while shouting at the top of my voice, "SAMMY COME SEE THE TATTOO I GOT!" again the boys gave me weird looks, whereas Sam just stared at me because he was so used to my randomness be now. I pulled my top up so everyone good see my tattoo. I got a few whistles and a lot of "nice," responses.

"Did that not hurt like hell?" I heard Quil ask me.

"Well, it was more when the needle was on my bone it hurt, it will hurt more later on," I replied to Quil. "I'll probably get another one soon," I told the Pack.

Sam started to choke on the muffin he was devouring, when he finally came around he shouted "WHAT! Why another one? You don't need another one, nope, no more tattoo's, I forbid it" He then began to pout like a five year old until Emily hit him over the head with a wooden spoon. "Sam! If Anna wants another tattoo she can have another tattoo," She scolded Sam, Emily then turned to me and said "Don't mind your brother, he is just being a big baby about it, get another tattoo if you want one." She turned to go and went into the kitchen but without sending Sam a glare on the way.

Sam was left stunned and was gaping in the direction Emily went while the boy's was trying to hide their laughs at Sam's expense. Have I ever told you how much I love that women.

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