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Leah's POV

"So it's true, all of it?" Luke's voice was loud amongst the silence as we sat around the bonfire, again. "The vampires, the whole imprinting thing and the Third Wife?"

"Yes" Billy nodded, then turning to smile at his son's imprint. "And there are hybrids like our Nessie."

"Half human and half vampire" Nessie smiled proudly. "I'm special!"

"You sure are Nes" Jake hugged her to his side.

"Is there any more food left?" I asked, getting stares from the group. "What? I'm hungry."

"I still can't believe you never gain weight" Kim laughed as I grab another hot dog.

"I work it off chasing vampires all day" I shrug, taking a bite. "I mean, where can you find a better job?"

"Le" Jake warned, his arm tight around Nessie.

"What?! I never meant chasing the Cullens, just the bad guys...like Victoria...that was quite fun" I smiled at the memory, killing vampires was what I was born to do and I enjoyed it.

"Mama said Victoria only done it because she was sad daddy killed her boyfriend" Nessie said bravely. "We can both understand her reasons for doing it but it wasn't fair of her."

"And that's why we had to stop her, your mama did nothing wrong and neither did your daddy" Billy told her.

Luke had taken the truth of the tribes legends well. He understood what the pack stood for, that we were here to protect La Push. He accepted the fact that there were vampires in the world, some good and some evil. He also understood imprinting, saying it 'sounded cool'. Does that mean he really was okay with it or just pretending he was? Maybe I could take him to visit Edward...

"Le, Luke, could you guys go get some more fire wood?" Sam asks, looking directly at me.

"Sure" Luke stands, walking away from the dying flames of the fire.

"I hate you" I whisper as I walk past Sam.

I knew why he had asked us, so I could tell Luke about our imprinting. I didn't want to though, he might push me away. I have butterflies in my stomach as I jog to catch up with him. He smiles at me softly before looking away, into the black of the night. How was I going to bring up the subject? Just say it, 'Hey Luke, I imprinted on you!' yeah right! I start to feel sick, maybe I could ask Kim to tell him. I've never been scared before and the feeling makes me being to shake.

"So..." Luke begins, bending to pick up a broken piece of wood. "Have you...you know... imprinted on anyone?"

I take a deep breath, softly biting my lower lip. "Yes."

"He must be happy then" he nodded.

"I don't know, I haven't told him it yet" I feel his eyes on me as I look away.

"Why not?" he asks, voice small. "Who is it?"

"I'm just scared I guess, which is actually a new feeling for me" I laugh humourlessly.

"What is there to be scared of? Your made for each other. Plus, your an easy person to like" he smiled. "And you didn't answer my question, who is it?"

I look at him for the first time since we arrived arrived at the bonfire, his dark eyes looking straight into mine. My heart warms and the butterflies start to fade a little. After spending all day with him, playing X-box and just talking, I thought I would be able to tell him. But I wasn't, I was reduced to the girl who was afraid. I tried to tell him through my eyes, begging him to see it there so I would have to speck the words out loud. He understood from my silence and his jaw dropped a little.

"Me?" he pointed at his chest, as if finding the answer hard to believe.

I put my head down, closing my eyes, as I nodded.

"You imprinted on me?" he asks again.

"Yes, that's why I've been around a lot; either in wolf form or as a human. I'm sorry" I replied. "This doesn't change anything though, I promise. We can friend's or whatever, I don't mind."

"Why are you always apologising Silv, you haven't done anything to say sorry for" he called me by my wolf name, gently touching my arm. "And, I think your great."

He dropped the wood he had collected to the side and pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around his waist tightly, breathing in his earthy smell. His arms held me, his hand stoking my short hair. The butterflies were gone and I was happy that he didn't push me away in any way.

"I may have only known you a little while, but your the best person I have ever met" he whispered into my hair.

"How many girls have you said that to?" I chuckled.

"Just you" he smiled as we pulled apart. "We'll go at a slow pace, see how things go...okay?"

"Okay" I nodded, smiling back at him.

"Good" he smiled.

He picked up the logs, took my hand and walked back to the bonfire. He put the wood beside the fire before sitting beside me on a log. He wrapped his arm around my waist as I laid my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes with a yawn. Slow pace, I could live with that...easily. As long as he never pushed me away, ever said he didn't want to talk to me, I was happy. This is what I deserve, happiness.