Sorry, this took so long guys, the switching of colleges is keeping me busy, I'll try to post a bit sooner, or at least keep a steady schedule. As always, Stephanie owns twilight, I own Naleigh.

Leah awoke mid afternoon with hollering and yelling coming from outside. Growling low in her throat she kicked her long lean legs over the bed and stood donning on a pair of shorts and sandals, as she made her way across the house. She was pissed. They should of known she had patrolled last night, she was tired.

She threw open the door to see Quill and Jacob along with her little brother hanging off Sam's back.

"What the fuck?" She said. Growling low, irritated.

All four boys turned to see an angry Leah. Seth hopped off and ran to her. "Hey did we wake you? Sorry sis." he said sincerely.

She grumbled low meeting Sam's eyes head on. "Go fuck off somewhere else." Jesus. Morning Leah was not a happy Leah. Never was.

They grumbled, walking off. "sorry geez, we'll go now. Go back to sleep" said Jake. Leah huffed a sigh and walked back to the house.

She walked up to her room and laid in bed again, sprawling out face down, not sleeping. Frustrated she punched the pillow, spilling its feathery intestines everywhere. She wasn't going to go back to sleep. She knew it. She pushed herself off and showered quickly before making her way down stairs again and making breakfast. She piled on eggs and sausage with a couple of pancakes and jelly. She realized she was hungering for something to eat, and frowned at herself. It was the wolf, that made her eat so much and gain very little, or maybe she should stop patrolling, running for miles in wolf form all night burned everything off..

She always thought her body was boyish, no curves, all muscle. She would at the girls on the street, the curvy ones and look away with envy.

She contemplated on what to do today when her mom walked into the kitchen, "oh Leah, you're up early, I was about to make breakfast" she said as she carried in bags full of groceries. She stopped eating and helped her mom carry in the ones that were left from the car outside and settled down once again. "I heard Billy's gonna have a get together again at the beach if you wanted to go." Leah shrugged. "sure, I have nothing to do anyway." she murmured. She was ahead of her class at an online school, Pennsylvania University, it left her with too much free time. After she finished Leah's mom making her trademark fish fry, she quickly settled in her routine of washing dishes and helping her mom turn over the fish as she prepared the side dish.

By the time, three rolled around Leah had arrived at First Beach along with Jared and Kim who both talked about how long Kim was to stay at her current job if the boss was a mean bitch. Leah took a seat a log away from them and stared at the water. "hey" said Jared. Leah turned slowly and put her hand on her chin. "hey," she smiled at Kim. "I heard Jacob and the boys woke you up." said Kim laughing at her. Leah rolled her eyes. "Jerks." she muttered while Jared laughed. "you hardly do patrol though, they must've forgotten" he said as he wrapped the sweater tighter around Kim. " I don't think so." she replied with distaste, especially Sam. He'd known. Or Seth for that matter. God, she really needed to get over him, it's been what two years? Three. She didn't even know. I suppose some may call it progress..

Sam along with Quill, Embry, Jake and Seth came by a while later, then Paul and finally Rachel. Who smelled like Paul, A reminder about one's sex life was constant by the way their mates smelled. Thus why they were late, Rachel sported a big shit eating grin on her face.

They all talked about their lives at the moment that or their future goals as I turned to talk to Kim and Rachel. "so, do you think it's gonna happen? Anything at all?" asked Kim. I let go of the thought about imprinting a long time ago. I shrugged. As the fresh fire reached its way up to the cloudy sky. "Nothing, not a sign, feeling.. Nothing." I said as I wiped my hands after polishing off a s'more. "I'm giving it time." I murmured as I made myself another one.

The clouds begun to darken over the horizon, as a chill swept over the beach most humans would call 'really cold' but to us shifters it wasn't a problem. Kim and Rachel shivered on the spot.

Rachel tugged on Paul's jacket that she wore bringing it closer, as the glowing fire reached up to a even higher peak.

When was Billy gonna get here?

Leah turned to see Seth jabbing at Jacob, Jake merely smiled and head locked him. Seth punched him playfully on the ribs as he struggled to get out, when I heard a car door slam and soft footsteps on the light sand, the sky turned everything dark blue, yet I could see very clearly. The smell of burning marshmallow reached my nose as I looked over and saw my burnt mellow all charred and black, I set it on the chocolate covered graham anyway and set another graham on top before looking over, nearly doing a double take. My heart thudded in my chest.

It was a female, and she was crying as she laid what seemed to be a yellow rose in the water. My eyes roamed over her body covered in a thin grey curve hugging sweater and jeans. Her long brown hair fell in not to tight curls almost to her waist. I heard her whisper a name, and apologizing? I looked over at the pack who seem to be as interested as I was. Should I go to her or let her be?

She seemed to be grieving, filled with so much sadness as I heard her cry softly. I wanted to comfort her. Wrap my arms around her and tell everything is going to be okay. I wanted to wipe her tears away.. I wanted to.. I wanted. Her. No. What? I couldn't. What am I thinking?

I didn't notice I was fidgeting till Rachel tapped me on the shoulder, and I swear I jumped a mile high. "Leah? You're all tense" she rubbed my shoulders. "I'm fine" I mumbled and went back to staring. I suddenly knew what I wanted. I wanted to know her. I wanted to see her face. Smell her scent.

After about half an hour, I stood, not caring about the looks people gave me as I walked up to her. The closer I got I could see her small frame, and her scent.. A mixture of cinnamon.. and slow simmered peaches. I stood there dazed, my mouth watering and my hand clenching, they were itching to touch her. Hold her.

"Hey" I said softly. I didn't want to scare her. No, then she'd run away. She didn't seem to acknowledge me at all but I knew she heard me, her head moved a millimeter to the left and her breathing hitched slightly.

"Are you alright?" I asked again. Maybe she didn't understand English.. I hoped to god she knew French or ASL.

Her head shook a no. I caught a view of her small hand pushing back her long mane of thick hair. Good. English was good.

After a moment, I sat beside her, maybe she needed a friend of sorts, like a shoulder to cry or something.. I turned to look at her profile and saw her vibrating, was she holding back her tears for my sake? I didn't like to cry in front of people either, it made me feel weak, is that what she felt?

"don't hold it back." I murmured. She stopped abruptly. "you'll feel better.. If you let it out." She started shaking violently as she let these heart wrenching sobs. Oh god, what could of caused this? She was obviously in so much emotional pain. Least I hope it was emotional pain, I didn't smell any blood on her.

It was quiet for a long time except the sound of her crying, I didn't touch her, didn't speak, just let her drain like water in a tub, it would eventually come to an end. And it did.

"thank you." These were the first words I heard her speak directly to me, scratchy from crying. Her throat raw. My head snapped up to her face, while in slow motion I saw her head my way, green into brown. Her green eyes were dulled, muted with pain. Her full mouth etched into a frown and her cheeks wet. She looked like hell to most but to me.. she looked like heaven on earth.

"I'm Naleigh" she said quietly.

At that moment I was aware of the most important thing in my entire life. Ever. My body vibrated in recognition of what just happened as I stared into her eyes from that brief moment.

She was my imprint.

Her. This girl, is destined to be mine.

Her.

A girl.

"Leah. " I muttered. huffing out a breath, after a moment, whispering "Damn" Running a hand through my hair. I didn't want to think about imprinting and its very rule, it's very idea of how no, why it works.

Was there something faulty in my wiring? I looked down from where I stood abruptly.

No. Even without Imprinting, I wouldn't still felt something for her. I couldn't know why or how. I just.. felt it. I realized I was so tuned to her every movement like it was my own, it was a foreign feeling, like having a stranger live with you in your own home, invading. My stomach churned, I felt the momentary sting of shifting, like my wolf wanted out, to greet her.. Claim her. Dominate. Make her mine.

Until that asshole Andre from a different tribe grabbed her arm she let out a whimper of pain, it made me anxious, I had the impulse of walking over there and rip his throat out, that only confirmed my suspicions even further. I had definitely imprinted, and he was hurting her. "let me go" she stated calmly, I could smell the adrenaline pumping in her blood, The guy was nearly twice her size and yet she was speaking to him without a care in the world, it brought me a sense of pride. I glared daggers at the guy, until he lewdly pumped his hips, I growled low in my throat, all the guys turned to look hearing the warning loud and clear. But Andre was so preoccupied he didn't flinch or acknowledge it in any way.

So I clocked him in the face, hearing the crack of bone.

"that's what you get for messing with what's mine" all of the people present heard what I just said with their keen sense of hearing even the pack looked at one another with shock on their faces. I picked her up gently and brought her to the car. I would explain everything later. Right now all I wanted was for her to get that injury treated. She protested quite a bit before she finally gave in, letting me drive her to the clinic.

Despite the bonfire issue the setting of her fingers didn't go well with me either, it made me uneasy to see her in pain, after Tracy bandaged her hand and set it in a simple cast that wrapped around her fragile wrist, I carried her sleeping form back to the car, buckled her in, and took a moment to appreciate her. I wondered what her morals were, her favorite things, did she read? What kind of movies she watched, I wanted to know her.. What she thought of me. Did she feel the pull? Like I do? She definitely attracted to me, I smelt her arousal back at the clinic, but it could have been something I said.. the way I said it..

Mom was still at Jacob's house, when I pulled up to the driveway, I couldn't sense Seth around as I made my way to the back door and pushed it open, all while carrying her upstairs to my room where I began to change her in a soft tank top and cotton shorts. She was beautiful, lightly tanned skin against brown hair and those green eyes..

As I got to her jeans I unbuckled them and tugged them down to her ankles, gasping as I saw very old scars peppering her left thigh, stretching from the top of her leg where it met hip, branching out a bit past her knee. They looked old, probably done when she was a kid. But from what? Did she have some sort of accident? I traced the longest one, feeling the raised ridge of it all the way the down to where it ended. I wondered if anyone else had seen these scars. My hand tighten a bit around her slim ankle as a lick of flame made its way to my belly. I growled at the thought.

I laid in bed next her, remaining close to her but not touching, my body vibrated still as I forced my mind and brain to shut off its motors and let me sleep. I did sometime during the night, yet I felt myself wakening at the every move and sound she made. This was going to be a long night.