Second Chances

A/N: This is my newest story and I'm proud of it! I love Embry and Paul's chemistry in many of the fanfics that I've read. I'll keep on posting more often since it's vacation time. I hope that you like this chapter and I promise to update the next one by Sunday. It's already finished, it just need to be beta-read and adjust some minor details. Thanks for the reviews and kind words. Have fun and happy weekend.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or anything regarding it.

The Guilt of Temptation

Embry's POV

Could life get any fucking annoying? Here I was, sitting on the damn grass, stark naked, where not ten minutes ago, I was delighting in the secrets of my imprint's body. Yes, my imprint. I was drawn to her by a mysterious force that made me skip class today.

Everything works out in such an eerie fashion. All my steps today where meticulously calculated by destiny. I could've been in that damn Chemistry class with Mrs. Brown, listening to her monotonous shrilling voice, but I decided to skip.

I was bored out of my mind and I phased, ran around like a happy dog and I came across the most alluring scent. It was a combination of sweet peony, lilacs, vanillas and a hint of tobacco. I had to follow the smell; it was drawing me near to her. I had to contain myself when I saw her velvety brown eyes staring at me. Her long black hair with bronze highlight, made her look ethereal, divine under the shadow of the heavy foliage of the trees.

I could've stared at her, but I needed to get closer and see the sparkle in her eyes, the way her lips would curl to speak. I wanted to inhale her scent, it was imbued in my nostril- I could never forget it, she was mine.

Of course, she didn't know that yet. I felt the world shifting under my feet and I knew in an instant that she'd become my reason to live. I was bonded to her in a mystical connection that is too difficult to describe. I felt the sexual energy cursing through every pore of my body when I heard her voice. I wanted to possess her in that instant. I could feel the heat emanating from her, pulling me towards her in silent petition.

I had perfection in my hand and if it wasn't for that stupid Paul, I would still be inside her, making her buck in pleasure and enjoyment. Stupid, mother fucking Paul, there was no other way to describe him. Why didn't he stay in school? He had seriously fucked up the best moment- really the best- of my damn life!

I'm also a fucking asshole! I'd to screw around (hence, it was my imprint, so technically, it wasn't cheating) around Elaine. Now I have to face her and tell her that it's over between us. She'll probably cry and ask the same idiotic questions girls tend to ask when they're being dumped: Is there another woman besides me?, What did I do wrong?, You don't love me?, etc. etc.

I don't want to be mean or distasteful when I tell her that I'm no longer committed to our relationship, but it's for the best. After I have confronted Elaine, I have to concentrate in finding my imprint. I have two things that will help me locate her; my superhuman enhanced ability to differentiate between smells and the fact- I believe- that she is a student in La Push High. She must be a student! I pray that she is- that'll make it easy for me to find her in the crowd of four hundred and twenty students.

Now I needed to put all my anger and frustration towards Paul. Why did he'd to follow me into the woods? I'm as shock as YOU! What would Jacob Black do in a situation like this? I know that he would find Paul and beat his freaking ass until the short-fused idiot said sorry. Too bad that I'm not Jake! I need to come up with a good tactical assault. I'll think about them later. Right now, I have to change into my fucking clothes and head home before my ma, goes crazy.

I put on my sweatpants and started walking to the parking lot of the school. My mind was reeling of possible outcomes regarding my life with my imprint. I needed to woo- I think that's what Sam would say- make my imprint fall in love with me. I know she must be mad at me, because of Paul's big fat mouth. Why did he'd to say that my girlfriend was looking for me? Couldn't he smell that I wasn't alone? Shit, he could've smelled the joy of sex from a mile away. I was into it and so was my imprint!

The last school bus was leaving the parking lot and a few students still remained in the front of the building talking and gossiping. I got a couple of curious glances as I trudged to my truck. I could see Paul leaning against my old beat up green Ford Ranger with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face. I really wasn't in the mood to hear him speak. I really wanted to leave his sorry ass without a ride home.

"Fuck dude, do you know what you just did?" he said, before giving me a damn chance to open the driver's side door. I pulled it opened and stared at him.

"Elaine is a good girl. She doesn't need that kinda fucking shit from a turd like you, Em!" he shouted, causing curious by-passers to stare at us.

"Do you fucking want to make it public?" I retorted angrily, getting in the truck and opening the glove compartment to retrieve my damn keys.

Paul was still pissing and moaning that what I did to Elaine was irrevocably wrong. Tough shit! Of course I knew that what I did was wrong! I was torn between my imprint and my current girlfriend. My balance was tipping more towards my imprint. I still cared about Elaine. I didn't want to hurt her feelings.

Elaine was a great girl. She was fun, confident and kind. She also had a fucking temper that made all those 70's horror films look like Candy Land. She became a demon and even I was scared! Yes, a werewolf that runs around La Push, fighting vampires for a living, was scared! There was no one that could withstand the atrocious winds of Elaine's fury! Paul's temper was like a kitten compared to hers.

"Are you going to get in or do I have to leave your ass here?" I asked when Paul made no attempt to get inside the truck.

He slammed his fist against the side of the truck and forcefully opened the passenger's door.

"I'll kick your damn ass if you make me walk home. I worked all night pulling patrol for your skinny ass so you could fuck Elaine last night, remember?" Paul hissed, getting inside the car and slamming the door shut.

I sighed, cursing all the way on the ride to Sam's freaking home. "Look, Paul, I'm sorry!" I said softly, trying to tame Paul the Ogre. "It just happened."

Paul buckled his seatbelt and gave me a sarcastic laugh. "It just happened? Fucking liar! Did she accidentally tripped and landed on your damn dick? Cuz, if that's the case, I believe you." he said, his tone drenched in irony.

"How could you be such a dick, Em? Elaine was worried about you all day. She left you like twenty voice messages on your cell phone. She even called your mother. But Embry was fine! He was digging his 'jimmy' up some scank's-"

I held the steering wheel with my two hands, trying to control the anger that was boiling inside me. I needed to breath, relax and just ignore Paul's angry rant. My Princess wasn't a scank… she was a dainty Princess with a little bit of attitude.

"Paul, shut the fuck up! Don't talk about her like that!" I ordered in what to me was a calmed voice.

"She's not a fucking scank. She's my imprint and I would suggest that you learn to keep your fucking mouth shut. If you're defending Elaine so fucking much, why don't you fucking date her?" I bellowed between clenched teeth.

Paul's scowl quickly changed at the word 'imprint'. He was staring at me quizzically. It was a little strange how his mood changed- a little bi-polar if you ask me!

"Imprint? Why didn't you tell me? You could've said so earlier, moron! I thought you were sleeping around with some hoochie from school. I didn't think it was your imprint! Sorry, Em." he said, a smile spreading on his lips.

I was afraid at how fast the guy's mood changed. A chill ran down my spine just by watching his creepy grin.

"Have you seen her at school?" I asked, giving Paul a fleeting look.

Paul nodded, staring out the window. "I have two classes with her. She's the silent type. A little emo if you ask me." he said, tapping his foot on the floor.

"So, give me the details? Did you make scissors with her?" he asked, wriggling his eyebrows.

"How was it? Did she give you a blowjob? Anal sex? Doggy style?" he asked intrigued, turning to face me.

I ignored him and turned on the ignition. "Make scissors with her? Dude, what the fuck?" I asked annoyed.

Paul punched my arm and laughed. "You know… fuck, Em, are you a fucking girl… make scissors. Masturbate the hell out of her with your thumb on her clit and forefinger on her anus!" he explained nonchalantly, demonstrating with his hand.

"Good Lord, Paul. You're fucking sick! You- you… forget it." I stuttered, putting the truck on drive and heading out the school lot.

He continued to laugh loudly as we made the drive down to Sam's house. It was really a cool thing to do. I could just picture the image of my imprint moaning in pleasure as I did… Ok, I'm driving. I don't want to have an accident. Imagine the coroner concluding in his report that Embry Call died because of the amount of pressure on his fucking dick. Hilarious, but strange!

The sky had turned dark with gray clouds looming over us. Thunder rumbled in the distance and soft drizzle began to pour down. It was going to be a long, long weekend. I needed to end my relationship with Elaine- ASAP!

I needed to find my Princess, my imprint, the Fire of my heart and soul, too! She took priority in everything. I needed to be near her. I was dying without her and I couldn't live without her anymore.

I also needed to seek advice from a very reliable person. He'd gone through a similar situation and I knew that he would be able to point me in the right direction. Another thing that was totally stressing me out was Paul.

He wouldn't shut up. He kept on talking about vulgar things that he'd done to his previous girlfriends. Ok, I wasn't that aghast by his choice of word-shit, I spoke them before with the guys- but, this was different. He wanted to know the intimate details that transpired with my imprint and I in the secrecy of the woods. I wasn't going to divulge such precious details.

"Em, I'll find out! Your brothers and I will find out. Just wait until you start recollecting your precious memories when you phase into a wolf. It'll be another Jared-Kim moment, except, it will be Embry-his imprint moment. By the way, what's her name?" he asked, reaching for the radio to scan for music.

I stared at him and shrugged. "I don't know! I didn't get to ask her, but I'll find out soon enough!" I said with determination.

We rode in silence-technically; the music was blaring through the speakers- without speaking another word. I was glad that Paul decided not to ask me anymore question. The rain was beginning to fall copiously, making the dirt road as muddy as possible. We reached the Little Gray house and spotted Emily carrying a few grocery bags into her house. Sam Uley ran behind her with more bags in his hands.

I turned off the engine and took a deep breath. This was the moment to ask for Sam's advice. He was my friend, my brother and my leader. I looked up at him with admiration and respect. I knew that in him I was going to find the answer to all my problems.

"I turned into a wolf and hurt my imprint." Sam said sadly, turning his head to glance at Emily. She was in their small kitchen placing the grocery in the pantry.

"That's why I'm not the best person to give you advice. It must be your decision, Embry. You need to speak with Elaine and end your relationship with her before you start anything with your imprint!" he said, giving me a calmed look.

Great! Hell had descending upon me! I thought that Sam would provide the perfect words to help me put my life back into focus. I was so damn wrong. Dead wrong!