Broken Moon
Broken Moon
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AN: This chappie is based on Embry's POV. I promise that I will update sooner, providing more information on the events that led to this chapter. I hope that you like it, R&R, please!
Encounters
Embry's POV
I sat on my hind legs near the edge of a cliff and stared at the moon. I always wondered why wolves bay at the moon. Could it be that they felt as lonely as I felt tonight? Could it be that the moon actually listened to them? Where they calling out for help?
There were so many questions running wildly inside my head! Who was my father? Why was I cursed with the ability to turn in to a werewolf? Why I had not imprinted? Why couldn't I have a special someone? Would I roam an eternity falling in and out of love? I had so many things that needed answers. I guess I was never going to find out!
"For goodness sake," Leah said annoyed, linking her mind to mine. "You sound like a dumbass asking all those fucking idiotic questions." she hissed. "Just man up, Em!"
Of all the people in the new pack that could've phased tonight, she had to be the one that had to go patrolling around La Push with me.
I ignored her and continue to stare at the full platinum moon that hung low on the horizon. The night sky was clear and beautiful. There were a few stars that sparkled brightly, but the empowering light of the moon outshone them all.
"Where the hell are you, dick?" she asked irritated. I continued to ignore her.
There was no sense in answering her questions. It only would lead to more insults and derogatory remarks of her part. Leah could never be fixed. She was bitter and if there was someone that could change her, he was dead or didn't want to take the arduous and enormous task at hands.
God knows, that I tried to be there for her. I fell in love with her. I loved her dearly, but she never took me seriously. She continuously belittled me and compared me to Sam Uley. Eventually, I got tired and decided to take my own path in life.
The last time I was with her was at Rosalie and Emmett's mansion, seventeen years ago. I never looked back. I returned to La Push three years ago, when I found out that my mother had cancer and was dying.
"That's rude, Embry." she said insulted. "I never compared you to Sam Uley!" she hissed furiously, as she heard my thoughts. "Aren't you going to answer?"
"Leah," I said reluctantly. "Just go to the west side of La Push. Make sure that everything is normal!" I ordered, standing on my four legs.
Leah grunted, but did as she was told. In a way, it was good to be the new Alpha of Sam Uley's and Jacob Black's old pack. Ali Black's pack worked together with ours and it made the patrolling task a lot easy, since there were so many werewolves. Jared Jay took over the pack, when Ali and Seth Clearwater got married and left La Push, he was an excellent leader.
"I still can't believe that you didn't go to my brother's wedding!" Leah mumbled.
I could tell that she was approaching my private corner. This place was where I found solace and peace. If she stepped in it, I knew that it would constantly be plagued with her smell and negative vibe. I was trying to reach my Nirvana and find balance in my life.
"Leah, shut up!" I muttered annoyed. "For god's sake shut your cock holster!"
"Embry! Why are you being so mean to Aunt Leah?" I heard Ayton Uley chuckle. He must've phased and heard the last words that I said.
"Ignore him, sweetie!" Leah said softly. "He's just being a douche bag! Uncle Embry is just old and bloated." she said mockingly.
"You got that right!" Ayton said, showing us images of the clearing he was on. "He needs to fuck somebody soon!"
"He's too old!" Leah mocked. "He needs Viagra to get it up. How old are you Em?" she asked, laughing uncontrollably.
I hated that old fart. She was really annoying and I swear; I don't know what I saw in her. I ignored her and continued to stare down the cliff, watching as the waves created ripples, distorting the reflection of the moon on the water.
"C'mon, Em, you've been so fucking grumpy for the last month. Just relax… you're gonna find a girl that'll love you." Leah said, showing a bit of emotion. "Why don't you retire and let me be the Alpha?" she asked coolly.
"I rather see Ayton run for president than let you be the Alpha. I don't want La Push to be unprotected, the wolves might quit because of your bitchiness." I chortled.
"I'll be the best damn Alpha La Push has ever seen! I'll treat the boys like angels. Shit, I'll buy them rounds every weekend!" she said laughing.
"I doubt that!" Ayton laughed, but at least the conversation was steered away from me, for now. "You'll go broke in a minute!"
I wanted a moment of peace. I took a step closer toward the edge and looked down at the water. The waves of the water created large undulations over the water surface, making the moon's reflection break into millions of diamonds. The waves gently crashed against the shore line, as the wind blew softly. La Push's beauty always came out when the night skies were cleared and the star shone brightly.
I inhaled a deep breath and gathered my strength. I howled at the platinum moon and I felt myself getting rid of all the penned up frustration that I had carried for so long. It felt good and liberating. It brought back memories of the past that I had forgotten.
"What the hell was that for?" Ayton laughed.
"None of your business." I said nonchalantly.
"That was so gay, Em!" Leah chortled.
"Dude, you sounded so much like a girl shrieking!" Jared Jay chimed in.
When the hell did he phased? Damn, there was no fucking privacy! I hated the fucking mind linking.
"Let's not bother him, guys." Leah said sternly. "He might start crying!" she laughed in my head.
The rest of the guys began to laugh and they sounded like a freaking pack of hyenas. I had enough.
"Fuck you all! I'm out of here." I said angrily.
I sighed and phased back to my human form. I couldn't take the bantering and the annoyance in their voices anymore. When did life get so tedious and boring for me? I was still young looking! If I continuously phase I would live for a long time.
I still looked good. I was strong; I had a successful auto shop business that I inherited from my old friend Jacob Black, when he moved away from La Push. Jared Jay and Paul Maximus, were my managers. They helped me keep the place running smoothly. I had my own house, brand new cars and a descent amount of money in the bank.
The girls would flock around me, like bees drawn to honey. It was great, but… I wanted something else. I needed something different. I wanted someone to love.
I untied my clothes from my leg and put on my cutoff jeans and marched down the beach. It was a cool night for September and I wasn't ready to go home. I needed to think.
Of all the nights that I had gone patrolling around La Push, this one felt the strangest. I felt an uneasiness consume my heart. I couldn't tell what exactly was happening. I felt a strange feeling creeping up on me as the hours slowly passed by.
I heard the soft sound of footsteps dragging on the sagging sand as they approach my direction. By the way the person was walking; she/he was sad or was deep in thoughts. I felt the urge to meet the person half way. Maybe I needed to be in that person's path. It felt like a strange pull, guiding me.
"Great!" I muttered to myself, as I got up. "What the hell was I doing? Since when do I do shit like this?" I said furiously, taking long strides to shorten the distance.
The breeze began to blow softly, carrying the scent of the person. It was a soft aroma that tantalized my senses. I needed more. I felt my heart begin to beat hectically. I felt my mouth go dry as the shape of a person, began to take form in my eyes.
I hurried my steps, the anticipation building inside me, like a bubble ready to pop. What the hell was happening? I was feeling lost! I wanted to find out why I was feeling drawn to this person. I needed to know who this person was.
I was now close enough to make out who the person's features. It was a she! She was beautiful: her white complexion mirrored the one of the moon. Perfect, flawless porcelain face, with dark hair, that flowed freely with the wind.
I slowly closed the gap between us. She looked shy, as she hid her face behind her hair. I could smell the scent that emanated from her. It was a combination of roses and gardenias and a hint of oranges. I could smell the lingering citrus smell of a vampire on her. I felt protective of her. I looked around and found no one following her. She was alone.
I stood there, staring down at her, wanting to see the color of her eyes and the expression on her face. She didn't move, but her heartbeats were extremely fast. She was scared and afraid.
I walked closer to her and slowly reached out my hand. I could feel the coolness of her skin, caressing my skin. Who was this mysterious woman? Why did I feel so attracted to her? Why did I feel the need to protect her and hold her tiny body in my arms?
She took a step back and abruptly turned, vanishing from my sight, leaving behind a gust of wind with her lingering scent. I gasped, phasing into my wolf-form and running as fast as I could, following her scent.
I ran quickly, not wanting to lose track of her. I trailed after her and quickly saw her through my mind, the way my pack brothers saw her. Our mind links allowed us the ability to have many advantages, one of them being able to see what the others were gazing at.
"Get her, Jared Jay!" I heard Leah yelled inside my head. I saw the mysterious girl running fast, just like a vampire would.
"Leah, don't hurt her!" I shouted, running through the thick woods, passing the trees in blur. "She's harmless!" I hissed desperately.
"Are you fucking crazy, Em?!" she retorted, showing me images of the girl, being corralled by Ayton and Jared Jay. She looked scared. I wanted to protect her, but I didn't know why.
"Don't hurt her, Leah!" I commanded, feeling the anger boil inside me.
I ran faster, feeling my heart breaking at my helplessness and lack of speed. I made it to where they had ambushed the fallen angel that was hunting my thoughts.
Leah didn't obey my order and attacked her. She bit hard in to the girl's pale arm. I could hear the crunch of stones, grinding against Leah's teeth, as she ripped through her hard flesh. The angel screamed in pain and agony, sobbing softly. I felt her pain and felt consume by an uncontrollable anger. I could smell the scent of blood, rising to my nostril, as I moved towards Leah.
"Leah, don't!" I shouted, in my Alpha voice. "Stop!" I yelled, running towards them.
Leah growled angrily, biting harder on the mysterious girl's arm, continuing to disobey my order. The girl's pale hand reached for Leah's muzzle and touched her. There was a sad smile on the girl's face. Why was she happy that Leah bit her? Why was there so much pain behind her smile?
"Leah," the girl said in a soft voice. "I'm Moon Clearwater."
AN: In the next chapter, I will explain how Moon got to Washington. I guess, we can't mess with destiny, right?