Emily's PoV
Something was wrong. Sam was ignoring me. I mean sure he'd avoid me after we fought, but not like this. And it irked me. Sam was mine. He imprinted on me. Sort of. He couldn't just leave me. Unless, he found his real imprint. Damn it! This would not end well. If that bitch had fallen for Sam, he'd leave me. Then I wouldn't be able to boss around the pack anymore. It was about time I visited my old friends. My mother was from the Makah tribe. My mother had inherited her power from her mother, my grandmother. My grandmother was the tribe's shaman. For those of you who are uneducated, a shaman is a witch doctor, emphasis on the witch. (A/N: I didn't say that, Emily did. I made her evil so, she has to be mean.) My mother wanted nothing to do with the power. I had inherited my mother's power. So, I decided to make my will known unto the spirits.
I told Sam that I was going out and all I heard was a grunt. I ground my teeth. He didn't care that I left. I marched angrily to our car. I got in it and started the engine. I drove towards the west side of La Push. The west side of La Push was known as the "dark side." People thought this because the sun rose in the east and to absorb the positive influence of the sun, people settled on the east side of town. A small creek was the dividing line between the east and west. I drove across the bridge and located my destination. I stopped outside a shop called, "Darkheart's Shop for the Dark Arts." I smiled. This was the place. Sam would be mine once again.
I walked in the small shop and smiled. The place radiated the dark magic that I craved. The cashier looked up and saw me. She jumped and came around the corner and bowed deeply to me. "Mistress Emily, it is a pleasure to serve you once again," groveled the employee. I rolled me eyes and let my dark power flow. I pressed a finger against her forehead and shoved. She flew across the shop and hit the wall sending shelves falling to the ground.
"Ah, Miss Emily, it's good to see that your power is still up to scratch," said a male voice.
"Mr. Darkheart, just the person who I wanted to see," I said turning to see the old man. He had grey hair and wore half moon spectacles. He had a white beard that hung right below his rib cage. He was supporting himself on his cane.
"My dear, I'm afraid that I must tell you, again, to not blast my employees into the wall," he said smiling.
I snarled, "Blah, blah, blah. I need ingredients for a spell, do you have them?"
"And what do you need this time?"
"Sam imprinted on someone else, and I need to shift his affections back to me."
"Ah, a refocus spell. Do you have a certain spell in particular?"
"Yes. I need a white rose, a dove's feather, and a hawk's eye. Do you have them?" I asked coldly.
The old man smiled and nodded. He gestured for me to follow him and I smiled. This was about to get fun.
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Sam's PoV
I couldn't think. I couldn't even see. All my thoughts and senses kept replaying the scene when I first saw him. Embry Call. What a wonderful name. I couldn't wait to see him again. I had to avoid Emily or she might get suspicious. I couldn't just dump Emily, she'd take it badly and I'd feel guilty. I already broke Leah's heart, I couldn't break another. But on the other side, I needed Embry. I wouldn't be able to live unless I had him.
It was decided then, wasn't it? I'd rather have another broken heart on my conscious than to be without my imprint. I grimaced. I would find Emily … and break up with her.
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Emily's PoV
I sensed it. No. No! NO! NOOOO! I roared in complete fury. The spell, it had been broken. I had to act now or else I'd never have Sam.
I called upon my power and said in the way of the wolves, "
What was stolen from me has been found,
But in the hands of another,
To reclaim him from the mangy hound,
The love for him this will smother,
INQUIT EXSISTO ERUS!"
A flash of golden light flew across the shop and flew into the forest. I smiled. He is mine.
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Sam's PoV
I was running through the forest when a ball of golden light suddenly came out of nowhere and hit me. I blinked several times. Where was I going? Emily, right. She should be home by now. I turned around and sprinted back to the house. I saw Emily getting out of the car and I phased, put some shorts on and embraced her.
She smiled and I said, "I missed you. I'm sorry for ignoring you, I don't know what came over me." She shrugged and I picked her up and led her into the house.
Embry's PoV
I couldn't stop thinking about the black wolf. It was driving me insane. Wolves don't get to be six feet tall. I shook my head and just stared out my window…..
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HI!
INQUIT EXSISTO ERUS means he is mine in Latin. (Not really. Literally it means, he be owner. But it's close enough)