Chapter 4: An Imprint Made In Heaven

Lyric's POV

My hands had never as sweaty, and I had never been so nervous. Of course this day would be more than perfect, but I couldn't help but be nervous. As my father and grandpa tried to calm me down, I'll looked over to Quil Jr. and shook my head. I knew things would be beyond perfect, but all I could do was stand there, be a nervous wreck, and keep reminding Quil Jr. that I was so glad he had agreed to be my best man. There was so much that I had always been grateful for, but none of it was more important than Alexa beside my pack and family.

As my uncle Emmett walked in to tell us it was time to start, I knew that as soon as I looked into her eyes, my nerves would calm. I was more than ready to begin my life with her.

"Right, time. To get married. For me. Okay. I'm ready. I think. I look okay? She'll love this tux, right?" I asked nervously.

"Of course she will, but she can't see it until you get your butt out there, and stop sweating so much, you'll look like a wreck out there. Now come on. All the bridesmaids are ready." Alice said as she danced in to pull me to my place.

I stood there, getting a little better as the bridesmaids began to come out. First was my sister Melody, then Harmony, then her best friend Mary. Next was her. As everyone stood, I saw Mr. Bradson first, then as he turned the corner, I saw her, and it was as if I had imprinted all over again. She obviously got her looks from her mother, who was standing up, and nearly in tears already. Her father walked her down the aisle slowly, and when they reached me, his placed his daughters hand into mine, showing he approved the marriage.

"We are gathered here today to wed Lyric Lee Black, and Alexa Ann Bradson in holy matrumony. If there is anyone who objects to this marriage, please, speak now or forever hold your peace."

After a moment of silence, we were finally able to say our vowels. We had decided to go with the traditional vows, and after we said our "I do's" we kissed for the first time as a couple. Everyone in the park shouted with happiness and began to throw rice at us as we headed down the aisle, hand in hand.

We started to open our wedding gifts, then cut the cake. It wasn't until we shared our first dance that we were able to really look at eachother. I had never known just how much she meant to me until that moment.

"I think a few of our guests are upset that you're taken now, Mrs. Black." I said humorously.

"Well, I know I'm not. In fact, I don't know what it would be like to be without you, Lyric. I love you." The words were music to my ears, and I smiled at the sound of them. I had never been happier in my entire life, and apparently, neither had my little sister.

Melody's POV

"It's now time for the bride to share a dance with her father."

I watched as Alexa reluctantly let go of brother, to replace his spot in her arms for her father and they began dancing in circles around the dance floor. My little sister ran up to my father and began to drag him by the hand for their first father-daughter dance together. I smiled at the sight.

"I know I'm just ole' grandpa, the principles the same, right?" My papa asked as he extended his hand. I placed mine in his and let him lead me over to the dance floor.

My papa was a worse dancer than my father, and much worse than me. We just stood there holding each other swaying from side to side.

"I haven't danced since your mothers wedding. I'm horrible at this." He chuckled.

"Not as bad as I expected you to." I said through my laugh.

"You look beautiful, of course you get your looks from me, so you always look beautiful." He smiled.

"Papa, what was it like when you found out Dad imprinted on Mom?" I asked.

"It was.. well, chaotic. Your grandma nearly ripped his head off, and probably would have if it wasn't for the fact the she loved him. Seeing her face was priceless. I wasn't to fond of it myself, but I knew he meant no harm. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious. Of all the stories I've heard over the years, I've never heard that one." I answered.

"Ah, I'm sure there's many stories you've yet to hear. Some day, you'll have your own stories to tell to your grandchildren."

"Speaking of grandchildren, are you ready to be a great grandpa?" I asked with a chuckle.

"I'm nearly two hundred years old, I'd say it's about over due." He laughed as he spun me at the end of the dance, then pulled me into a hug and kissed my forehead. The story around town was of course that he's my uncle, just one of the many, and that Carlisle and Esme were my only grandparents, Edward being their only true son, and my mother being his twin. The rest of their family was adopted.

Later that night, I was beyond suprised when Jordan came behind me and asked for a dance. All I could do was stare at him, my new, personal gravity. His aura was flowing high with pinks and red. Love. Pure love. His eyes bore into me, and I felt as if I could straight into his soul. Everyone around us was suddenly invisible, and my world was full of nothing but his aura and smile. Oh his smile, that was literally lighting up the entire sky.

"Ness?" He asked with a smile. I finally realized his hand was extended, and suddenly, I was fully aware of what had just happened. I had just seen my imprint that was sent from heaven above, made especially for me, and only me, to keep forever.

I smiled as I took his hand and we began to dance. We started dancing in circles, and when he realized just how bad I was at dancing, he chuckled as he lifted me up to place my feet onto his.

"You look amazing tonight." He whisperedas he leaned his head down to my ear.

"Have I ever told you just how handsome you truly are?" I asked as I smiled up to him.

"I'd have to say, I'm the luckest guy here tonight."

"Wrong. I'm the lucky one." I said as happy as I could.

We spent the entire night dancing in the moon light, and as the unpredicted rain began to fall, others flew under the tents and started to leave, but he and I stayed and continued to dance. After we finally left the wedding, we went to his car and drove to the ice cream place in town to order our regular ice cream. As we were there, I couldn't help but notice just how different he seemed to me now.

"I can ask you something, right?" he asked as he looked at me for a moment before turning back to focusing on his ice cream.

"Of course." I answered, prepared for whatever he was going to ask.

"It's about the other night. I know some how or another you showed me that, I'm just not for sure how. I tried to convince myself I had just thought of that time at the same time you did, but I can't lie to myself. I'm not sure how you did it, but it was amazing. I wanna know, Mel." He said, and I knew now that I could finally tell him everything.

"Could we go for a walk?" I asked. We stood up, threw away the rest of our ice cream, and began walking through the park, hand in hand.

"Remember how just before that, we were talking about super hero's?" I asked, hoping he would remember.

"Yes." He answered, looking at me with his aura and his fuming with curiosity.

"Well, you're right. I am a hero, or that's how I like to look at half of it, but I'm also the villian. Jordan, my family and I, we're different than others. And not in obvious ways. Have you ever wondered my temperature is slightly higher than the average temp? Or why, at times, I can't see you, but can't tell you exactly why? Or when at times I slip or fall, but always catch myself, and some times move really fast, faster than a human is able to? And how the other night, I showed you that image? It all comes back to hero and villian."

I took a pause before continuing. "I know you've heard all of the crazy stories about the indians here in La Push. About how they used to phase from human to wolf to protect the town from vampires, but eventually both species disappeared, and neither have been seen since?" I asked.

"Yeah, my father used to tell me those stories." He said with a smile. "I used to imagine they were real. I'd always wondered if the stories were true."

"They are, except one fact. Neither species died out. Both are still around, and both are standing right infront of you. I'm only half human, Jordan. The reason I can do all those things I mentioned a second ago, is because my mother is half human, half vampire, and my father is a wolf. I'm half of all three, Jordan. And before you say anything, there's more you should know. I want you to know everything before you leave."

I once again took a breath before continuing. "Jordan, there's this thing that wolf's do beside just protect humans. We can imprint. Imprinting, it's like love at first sight. It's when you look at someone, and suddenly, gravity's no longer holding you to the earth, it's that person. They're specifically designed for you, and only you. They're your soul mate. The one person you're suppose to spend the rest of your life with." I said as I paused, trying to find the rest of the words, but not sure of how to go on.

"And, have you imprinted? Is this why you're telling me all of this, cause you're leaving me for someone else?" he asked as his aura started to fade to black, saddness.

"No! Far from it. Yes, I have imprinted, it actually happened tonight, and yes, that is why I'm telling you this. Cause once we imprint on someone, we have to tell them everything. The entire truth. That's why I'm telling you." I said, hoping he would understand and accept me.

"Wow. Oh my... wow. Mel, you're serious?" He asked.

"100%."

"Wow. I... I don't know what to say. This is.. This is just..Wow. Really?"

"Really. I can prove it if you'd like." I offered.

"You mean, right here?" he asked.

"Follow me." I said as I took him by the hand and led him to the woods and when we were far enough in, I told him stay put, and that I'd be back in a second. After I phased, I went back to where I left him to see his face full of shock.

I moved closer to him, half expecting him to back up, but when he started to run his hand through my fur, he said my name in question. I looked up at him and licked his hand. I then retreated into the trees, coming back in human form.

We stood there for at least five minutes, doing nothing, not saying a word, just looking at each other. I was afraid he was going to have a heart attack until he finally opened his eyes and started to walk towards me. I wasn't for sure what to expect, but when he looked at me, his aura still showing confusion, I didn't know what to do.

We stood there for a few more minutes before he finally began to talk.

"Melody Marie Black. The wolf. The vampire." He said, letting the words release from his mouth without hesitation. "Melody, the wolf and vampire. My Melody, the hero." he said, and started to turn his back and walk away from me. I felt a tear slide down my cheek at the sight of his back, the last thing I expected. When he reached the edge of the woods, he turned back to look at me one last time before speaking.

"I just can't believe it. I'm sorry. I don't understand any of this, I know you showed me, but I just can't get myself to believe it. I just need some time. Please, just a few days, to try and get my head cleared. Please, just, just give me a few days. I promise to call you soon."

That was last time we had talked. It had been four days now, and I hadn't left my bed yet. I had gone through seven boxes of kleenex's, crying my eyes out. My nose was impossible to breathe through, and my eyes were nearly swollen shut. I had my door locked, not wanting to see anyone, even though they could all break through it in a solid punch, but none of them were brave enough.

It wasn't until I heard my phone ring and saw Jordan's name flash across the screen that a smile finally returned to my face. I answered after just one ring.

"I'm sorry for all that I've put you through, but I can't do this any longer. I can't. I'm sorry. I need to see y-" The line went dead. I cursed as I threw my phone across the room. Damn dead battery chose the perfect time to die. I'd never know exactly what he was going to say. Maybe "I need to see you?" but the chances were better that he was going to say "I need to see through this, and move on." I wouldn't know for at least a few hours, and they would be the longest hours of my life, spent crying and cursing at my phone, as well as my life.

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