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imaginesfortwilight · 2 years

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Hiya, I was wondering if you could write something for leah clearwater please?

shock.

i’d literally be on my knees for leah clearwater so quickly. Usually, I would reply to this asking for a prompt, but I love leah so here’s what happens when she imprints on fem!reader

Description: Leah longs for an imprint, for love. What happens when a towel blows away from someone at the beach and she catches it.

Leah wanted to imprint on someone. She didn’t like the looks or thoughts of her pack, especially not the thoughts of her ex-boyfriend who broke her heart because of the same thing she longed for so much now. She was prepared to be anything for her soulmate, if she was lucky enough to get one but days and months passed after phasing and, with the constant narrative that not every wolf imprints, she began to lose hope for finding her person.

She was at the beach with the rest of the pack, most paired off with their imprints while the remaining three lingered on the sidelines, feeling resentful and hopeless. They all want a love like there’s, one destined for them.

Leah could not take the happy couples anymore so she stood up and strolled down the beach. There wasn’t many people on the beach, it was cold for most of the year in their area of Washington and that day was one of them. The cold and the wind of the day didn’t bother Leah, she stayed warm because of being a wolf. She doubted anyone would be at the beach because of the whether, but she was quickly proved wrong.

Not five minutes into her walk she saw a beach towel blow towards her with you chasing after it. It was much windier near the water than you thought it would be. All you wanted to do was sit on the beach, read, and listen to the waves, but your plan was postponed when your towel was swept up by the wind and headed towards a pretty girl.

You blushed as you caught up to your towel that was now in her hand. “I’m guessing this is yours?” Leah said, holding the white beach towel out for you to grab with your free hand.

“Thank you.” You said, taking it from her hand, your fingers brushing her palm as you do so. Goosebumps ran up Leah’s arms at your actions before you finally meet her eyes.

The beautiful women in front of you freezes, staring at you causing you to be concerned.

“Do I have something on my face or something?” You asked, breaking her out of her daze.

Leah, shocked, knew she had to play her staring off so with quick thinking she brushed her thumb against your cheek and simply said, “Eyelash.”

After another few seconds, her internal monologue pushing her to spend more time with you, Leah introduced herself, “I’m Leah, um, Leah Clearwater.”

You grinned at her, “I’m Y/N, nice to meet you Leah.”

She smiled back and the pair of you sat on your beach towel and talked about many things.

requests are open

#this is pretty short but here you go #twilight #twilight saga #Twilight wolf pack #leah clearwater #leah clearwater imagine #leah clearwater x reader #sam uley #paul lahote #jared cameron #embry call #jacob black #quil ateara v #seth clearwater #twilight imagine

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bangtanmix73 · 1 year

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If you wanted to write a fluffy fanfic for quil ateara where maybe the reader gives him a back rub after a rough day I don’t think anyone would complain 🤭

just ignore this if you don’t want too

The intimate moments - Quil Ateara

Warnings: Mainly fluff, set in Eclipse after the newborn battle, kind of ooc Quil, establish relationship, kissing, short I'm sorry, my writing.

The rapid knock on your door disrupted your reading. You quickly marked your place and all but ran to the door. You swung open the door, revealing a very worn looking Quil. You quickly pulled him in for a hug, he was quick to hug back.

“You’re ok.” You let out a sigh of relief. You let go of him, stepping aside to allow him in.

“Yeah, but I’m exhausted.” It was dejecting to see Quil without his usual spark. “At least the newborn bloodsucker army is dealt with.” You giggled a bit.

“Why don’t you go get washed up and I’ll give you a massage?” You offered.

“No, you don’t have to-” You cut his protesting off.

“I don’t have to, but I want to. You also deserve it.” Realizing this was a fight he wasn’t going to win, he nodded and walked off to your bathroom.

While he was showering, you grabbed his extra clothes he left there. You quickly placed them on the counter of the bathroom and left. Putting on a random movie, for background noise, you sat on your bed, scrolling through your phone as you waited for him.

It wasn’t long until he was done, coming out in clean clothes. Quil threw his dirty ones into your laundry basket. Plopping onto the bed in front of you, he turned his head to the side, smiling at you. You didn’t hesitate to smile back.

You reached behind you to grab a pillow and hand it to him. “Here, you can have a pillow.” Once he took it, putting it under his head, you moved closer to him.

You began to knead your hands between his shoulder blades, slowly moving down his back and back up again. Quil let out a content sigh, so you knew you were doing something right.

You silently continued to work his stress away for about 45 minutes. You slowly came to a stop. Your hands were cramped from doing it for so long, but you felt it was worth it for him.

“Thank you, I needed that.” This startled you a bit, you thought he was asleep.

Quickly recovering, you smiled. “Of course. Even if you didn’t, like I said earlier, you deserve it.”

Quil rolled over on his back to face you. You couldn’t help but lean down and peck his lips. You moved to sit back up, but he pulled you back into him by your waist, reconnecting your lips. You laughed at bit into the kiss, causing him to chuckle.

Pulling back, you brushed his curls to the side. You pressed a kiss to his forehead.

“Do you mind if I stay the night?” Quil asked softly. “I just want to be with you.”

Smiling down at him, you replied, "You can stay anytime.” Building a little confidence up, you added hesitantly, “Maybe even permanently?”

Quil cracked a grin, “You mean like move in?”

“I mean I wouldn’t mind having you around all the time.” You joked.

Quil reached up, pushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “Yeah, I’ll move in with you.”

#twilight #twilight x reader #twilight imagine #twilight wolfpack #twilight saga #twilight wolfpack x reader #twilight wolfpack imagine #quil ateara #quil ateara v #quil ateara x reader #quil ateara imagine

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dalekofchaos · 8 months

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Is there any Twilight fanfics where Belle never left Forks for Arizona? Bonus points, Bella grows up with Jacob and the Wolf pack and is less enamored with the Cullens

#Twilight #Bella Swan #Jacob Black #Leah Clearwater #Bella x Jacob #Bella x Leah #Sam Uley #Jared Cameron #Paul Lahote #Embry Call #Quil Ateara V #Seth Clearwater

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wolfish-nightmares · 2 months

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Twilight Masterlist

The Cullens:

Series:

E for Everyone -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Edward Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Alice Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Decode -

Good Dog - No matter how far they threw the stick, you kept coming back.

Jasper Hale

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Save a Horse -

Good Dog - No matter how far they threw the stick, you kept coming back.

Rosalie Hale:

Series:

Haunted -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Emmett Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Esme Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Carlisle Cullen:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Bella Swan:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Charlie Swan:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

The Wolf Pack:

Series:

E for Everyone -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Sam Uley:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Emily Young:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jacob Black:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jared Cameron:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Paul Lahote:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Anger Management - It's like when a cat is being bad, you spray it.

Embry Call:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Quil Ateara V:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Leah Clearwater:

Series:

Hatred - Leah has always made her hatred for you obvious.

Haunted -

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Seth Clearwater:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

The Voltouri:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Aro:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Caius:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Marcus:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Alec:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Jane:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Bloodletting -

Felix:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

Demetri:

Series:

Coming Soon

Oneshots:

Coming Soon

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volturiwolf · 2 years

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Good Girls Are Bad Girls That Haven't Been Caught - A Quil Ateara x fem!Reader Imagine

That's a small story for Quil who is always overlooked, but we stan all of the wolfpack here (almost)

Based on the song "Good Girls" (previously known as "Good Girls are Bad Girls that haven't been caught") by 5SOS

She's a good girl, she's daddy's favorite

He's saved for Harvard (he knows she'll make it)

She's good at school, she's never truant

She can speak French (I think she's fluent)

Quil’s POV

(Y/N) was the perfect girl. Beautiful, confident, ambitious, probably the best student you could ever come across. She was quiet; she never got into trouble; she was always participating in extracurricular activities, and she always volunteered for every project that was happening around the school, La Push, and Forks.

She was known for being a goody-two-shoes, never going against authorities, never objecting to the teachers. She always arrived 20 minutes before the first bell, just to check her books once again, having small talks with the teachers who all seemed to adore her. She was the easiest person to get around with, always willing to help everyone, whether that was homework, advice, or money.

She was the pride of her family, the golden kid, their future. Her parents were always praising her, and always bragging to others about their daughter’s achievements. Her father wanted her to attend Harvard, being one of the prestigious colleges in the country. (Y/N) could definitely attend Harvard, having achieved perfect scores, and with a rich background in athletics, volunteering, and languages.

Apart from English, (Y/N) could speak German, Italian, Spanish, and Greek, but her favorite language was French, which she spoke fluently. She had an affinity for learning new languages and learning about different cultures. In my eyes, she was the perfect girl for me.

But that meant I could not get close to her. I could only look at her from afar. I was a good student too - probably one of the best around, but (Y/N) was the best among everyone. I had my circles and friendships, but not (Y/N)’s friends or personality. For her being the best student around, she was also extremely sociable and friendly. (Y/N) was a good girl.

Something which shocked me beyond comprehension was when she started hanging out with one of the worst guys around. Damian was probably the worst guy I had ever seen. He was a bully, a gang member, the worst guy you could ever meet. Yet, (Y/N) saw the best in him. She was always hanging around him, laughing and having genuine fun with him. She would tease him all the time, and he would go crazy for her, licking his lips and all.

I was disgusted; (Y/N) deserved someone better, someone sweet and caring to treat her like the queen she was, not someone who she should have avoided all along. And she wouldn’t see that she didn’t need Damian in her life. They weren’t really a couple, but there was definitely something going on between them, though (Y/N) would always remain the sweet, pure girl she had always been. I just wanted him to leave her alone; he wasn’t a good influence to have around, and I was worried about (Y/N) following his ways.

'Cause every night, she studies hard in her room

At least that's what her parents assume

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

Here's what she told me, the time that I caught her

She said to me, "Forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught"

(Y/N) lived a couple of hundred feet away from my own house. (Y/N) would never go out at night; she would never go out on the weekends. She would always spend her nights studying in her room, until late at the night. She would start early in the afternoon, have dinner in between, and then study until 1 or 2 am. (Y/N) was only focused on school, and she was aiming high.

Her parents were worried about her, sleeping late and waking up early, but she would always convince them that she was doing fine and that she had to make a few sacrifices if she wanted to get into a good college. Her parents were satisfied with her attitude, believing their daughter was a good girl who only focused on school. But, that’s what they thought. Because I knew that wasn’t true at all.

I was out late one night, patrolling around the area. I was really tempted to see how (Y/N) was doing. I imagined her focused on her books, studying under her desk lamp, writing and studying her notes, and solving complicated math problems. I couldn’t help myself, so I decided to go by her house, and look at her from afar.

Before I could even come close enough to see her through her window, I heard a small window open, and a few rattles. I hid behind a bush and looked closer, to find out it was (Y/N), leaving the house through her bedroom window. She was all dressed up, makeup on, with a few bracelets and an intoxicating perfume emitting from her body.

She turned around to look at me and then smiled and winked. Everything around me narrowed around her as if she was in the center of my new galaxy. I could not see anything but her; she was the only thing that mattered to me at that moment. It took me a few moments to realize I had imprinted on her.

When I came back from my vision, (Y/) was standing right in front of me, looking at me with worry and curiosity. “Quil? Are you okay? You zoned out for a few minutes and I got worried.”

“You… You know my name?”

She chuckled. “Of course I do, Quil. Now tell me, what are you doing here?”

“I…” I had to think about something quickly. “I was out walking. I have terrible insomnia, and walking really helps me sleep at night. Then I heard a small commotion around your house and I thought someone was trying to break in. I got scared, so I hid behind the bush.”

“Oh, okay. Don’t worry. It was just me.” She quickly took her phone out of her purse and looked at the time. “Oh, I have to go now, or I’ll be running late.”

“Wait! It is quite late. Where are you going?” I sounded, and probably also looked, worried.

“I’m going out with my boyfriend. He’s waiting for me at his house, and then we’ll go out. I don’t know where yet.” She smiled.

I was shocked. “Wait. What? Why are you going out? I thought you would be studying at this time. I… I... I don’t know what to say.” I was clueless and lost. “I thought you were supposed to be a “good girl”, you know?”

She took my hand in hers, and I could swear I felt my heart flying away. “Quil, don’t believe anything you hear. I think you should forget what you thought, ‘cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught. I think I may be one of these girls; being a goody-two-shoes to everyone’s eyes, but a rebel at heart. Please, do me a favor, just turn around and forget what you saw, and maybe, just maybe we could hang out a few times. You seem like a cool guy.” She smiled again and kissed my cheek lightly before walking away.

I could only stand still and watch her mesmerized, as she walked away to meet her lover, who, sadly, wasn’t me.

She's a good girl, a straight A-student

She's really into all that self-improvement

(I swear she lives in that library)

But if you ask her, she'll say, "That's where you'll find me"

But if you look then you won't find her there

She may be clever, but she just acts too square

'Cause in the back of the room where nobody looks (nobody looks)

She'll be with her boyfriend (she's not reading books)

Another day, another A for (Y/N). Just like yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that. All the teachers called her a role model for everyone else, but she insisted that grades do not matter as much as character and personality do. She certainly had both in surplus, but maybe that was just the imprinting talking.

I couldn’t stop thinking about her. (Y/N) was too good for me, she was too good for everyone, and, especially, too good for Damian. Yet, she somehow could not spend a moment without him. She was with him on our lunch break, sitting on his lap and cuddling; she was with him during our study break, at the back of the library where nobody could see them, making out and cuddling.

I was so jealous of Damian for being with (Y/N) all the time; for being able to cuddle, touch, and kiss her. I wanted to be with her; to be able to do all these things with her; to show her a world she would have never imagined. I didn’t want to force her into this world, so I decided I wouldn’t tell her anything unless I had to.

The pack was always nagging and pushing me to tell her, but I wouldn’t do it. It had to be with her own conscience and her own will. If she ever felt the same way I feel for her, then she would come to me. I could only wait, hoping that she would see and would come to me.

She said to me, "Forget what you thought

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

So just turn around and forget what you saw

'Cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

Day after day, it became harder to stay away from (Y/N). We would occasionally spend time together at school or be partnered up in projects together, but it wasn’t enough for me. It didn’t feel right to stay away from her, even if I couldn’t get close to her. She was with someone else, and, as long as she was happy, I was happy with her.

And days would go by like this: me wishing (Y/N) was mine, and (Y/N) being with someone else. Though, lately, she seemed sadder and lonelier than before, and I was wondering if Damian did anything to upset her, as she did not spend as much time with him as she did before, at least in front of others.

I was really curious to know, so when we partnered up one day for a Physics project, I gained enough courage to ask her. “Hey, (Y/N), don’t misunderstand me, but has anything happened between you and Damian? You don’t seem fine lately. Has he done anything to you?

“Quil, I...” Her mouth trembled, and her eyes started watering.

“Hey, hey! You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t feel like saying anything. I’m really sorry for asking.” I tried to sympathize with her, caressing her hand.

“It’s not that. I do want to talk with you. It’s just… Lately, I’ve been feeling some way about someone else, and I couldn’t keep on doing this with Damian anymore. He looks like a scary guy but he’s a good person deep down. I couldn’t stay with him when I was only thinking about a different guy. It wouldn’t be fair to him, or me.”

My heart sunk. Her mind was already in someone else. “Oh, yeah. That was nice of you. So, how are you feeling after the break-up? Are you okay? Do you need some time? We can stop now with the project and you can go home if you’d like that.”

“No, no. I like it here. I like taking my mind off of everything by focusing on homework. I like spending time with you.” She smiled shyly. (Y/N) was never shy.

Something sparked in me, an unfound confidence, and I leaned in to kiss her on the lips. I thought she would pull away, but after a small shock, she kissed me back harder than I did, and caressed my cheek with her hand. After a few minutes, we pulled away to breathe.

“Just in case you haven’t realized it yet, you are the guy I’ve been constantly thinking about.” She leaned in to kiss me once again, and all I could think about was…

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

#quil ateara #quil ateara v #quil ateara x reader #quil ateara x fem!reader #the wolfpack #twilight #twilight saga #twilight renessaince #twilight post #the twilight saga #Spotify

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big-idiot-wolf-boys · 8 months

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The pack running around in shorts is honestly such a funny explanation for those kids in the PNW who always run around in basketball shorts even in snow

#we all had one or two kids in our class who refused to wear a coat or long pants #i dont get cold he says in a display of false masculinity #come to find out hes actually just a werewolf #twilight #v talks #the wolf pack #jacob black #sam uley #quil ateara #embry call #leah clearwater #seth clearwater

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queenofglassbeliever · 5 months

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I'm pretty sure that most of the pack members share a familial relationship with one another. So I studied the family trees (from the official guide) to figure it out.

Start with the easiest. Leah and Seth are brother and sister. Jacob and Collin Littesea are 1st cousins. Billy's sister is Collin's mother.

Jared is Jacob's and Collin's 4th cousin. They share 3x great grandparents.

Jacob and Quil are 2nd cousins as they share great grandparents.

Sam and Paul are 3rd cousins. They are also the 3rd cousins of Leah and Seth.

Jacob, Leah, and Seth are 4th cousins.

Brady Fuller and Quil are 3rd cousins.

Embry is the possible half brother of Quil, Jacob, or Sam.

Theory: Brady and Emily Young are 1st cousins.

Are there any relations I missed?

#twilight #the twilight saga #twilight renaissance #twilight wolfpack #jacob black #leah clearwater #seth clearwater #jared cameron #quil ateara v #sam uley #paul lahote #collin littlesea #brady fuller #emily young #embry call

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imaginesfortwilight · 2 years

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can you do hcs on what it would be like to be married to paul lahote please? <3333

Married Life with Paul Lahote Headcanons

you mean one of the best husbands, paul lahote? the paul lahote who would pick a flower for you every time he sees one because he automatically thinks of you? that paul lahote? the paul lahote who will give you an irritated look every time you open your own door bc he wants to open it for you? that paul lahote?

anyway,

as i said, paul is the type of husband who will see a flower on the side of the road when coming home from patrol or the store or something and he will pick it bc he knows you like flowers and he loves seeing you smile ( unless you dont like flowers or are allergic then disregard this )

he’s the type of husband you will open doors for you and give you an irritated look when you try to do it for yourself, if you try to do it for him he will be shocked

he will always give you a bite or a piece of whatever he’s eating unless it’s something you don’t like or something you’re allergic to

actually, i don’t think he’ll eat anything you’re allergic to bc he loves kisses

whenever he’s with you, he wants to hold your hand, hug you, kiss you, he just loves you okay

he’s working or patrolling for a considerable amount of the day bit he will still do whatever chores you don’t like doing

like if you hate doing the dishes, he’ll be the one to rinse them off and put them in the dishwasher

he does love to play pranks, but he never crosses the line with them bc he never wants to make you too mad or make you cry or smth from them

he does rethink his pranking when you start getting him back

he loves to imagine kids with you, if you want to have them

he would have videos of cute little families on his fyp that makes him think of you and just reminds him how much he loves you and how glad he is it have married you

anyway, he just loves you so much

#twilight #twilight imagine #twilight wolf pack imagine #twilight headcanon #twilight saga #paul lahote #paul lahote imagine #seth clearwater #jared cameron #sam uley #embry call #leah clearwater #quil ateara v

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crazyk-imagine · 1 month

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Hi, I was thinking Jacob Black x Reader. Where Jacob was waiting for Reader to come out of school till he heard commotion in front of the school and saw Reader fighting a bully who is a guy. She has a bruised lip and bleeding nose. Jacob hurriedly pick up Reader and take her to Emily’s so she can chill out and so Emily can patch her up. The pack saw her and they started asking questions till Emily started lecturing her.

Jealousy and Pack Scolding's

Pairing: Jacob Black x Uley!reader

Characters: Jacob Black, Uley!reader, Paul Lahote, Jared Cameron, Embry Call, Leah Clearwater, Seth Clearwater, Quil Ateara V, Brady Fuller, Collin Littlesea

Warnings: Angst, fluff, Paul being an idiot, Sam not liking the imprinting, this was actually kind of cute, I think I made Jake a likable character (for me), Emily is an angel, Sam and Emily are my fav, reader has avoided making eye contact with Jake bc she has a crush, Sam knows whats up, Embry just wants his imprint, Paul is such a big brother here, love writing for the wolfpack, it's so much fun, reader knows about imprints

Word Count: 2,431

A/N: Ask and you shall receive... this was fun and totally not inspired by Jake fics where he's a little jealous shit

I've aged probably everyone sooo, Sam is 26, Emily is 25. Leah is 23. Jared and Paul are 19 (in a nearby community college) and just one semester from graduating. Jake, Reader and Embry are 18. Quil, Seth, Brody are 17. Cam and Seth are 16

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He kicks his bike stand up, so it stays upright while he waits for you to exit the school. He crosses his arms, not wanting anyone to talk to him, hoping he looks “menacing” enough for his classmates to get the hint and steer clear of him.

He knows Quil and Embry made their way back to Emily's since Sam wants them to do their patrol shift as soon as they can once they finished with their last class.

He couldn't complain much considering he was able to go home and change before heading back to pick you up so he could successfully switch shifts with Embry, which annoys him since Sam basically ordered him to pick you up.

He’d be more okay with it if you two were friends- or even talking; he doesn’t know why he was put to the job since you two aren’t close- or at least, compared to Jared and Paul.

Jake did recently find out (after complaining to the guys when their alpha wasn’t around) you’re Sam's niece and Emily has taken a light to you, thinking of you as her own daughter.

And the only reason he thinks that is because of how she treats you; it always reminds him of the way his mom took care of him and his sisters when they were younger.

Don't get him wrong, he has no problem with that or the way she treats you, he's more curious than anything since you haven't been talking to him.

It kind of bugs him that you talk to Paul and Jared more than him and isn't sure why. He gets the two shifted before everyone, but you've started talking to Embry and Quil so why not him too? Hell, you’ve even started making small talk with the newest shifters Brady and Collin.

He thinks this is why Sam sent him here, so he'll stop moping around about you and not just because the pack is tired of hearing how sad he is with you not talking to him.

The chanting, "fight, fight, fight," overtakes his sense in waiting for you and he steps closer.

He stops behind the wall of people, checking on who's fighting, curious as to who's stupid enough to fight on school property.

The fist flies to your face and he starts fighting his way to get past the people blocking him from getting to you.

You spit, not wanting the copper taste to remain in your mouth. You turn your head back to David, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of feeling like he won.

You kick his upper thigh, right above his knee and knock him down before pulling your arm back and drive your fist as hard as you can into his cheek.

He falls and cups his cheek, whining about the pain and the fact that he's bleeding.

"Talk about my family again and you'll be bleeding more."

Jacob finally breaks through the crowd and pushes David's friend away before the guy could grab you. "Back off," he growls.

The friend raises his hands in defense and backs away, noticing how buff he'd gotten and knows better to not fight Jacob.

He turns to you, smelling blood on you and cups your face, searching to find the damage, ignoring your eyes as the blood from your lip drips further down your chin. "Come on."

He puts you on the back of his bike and starts it before kicking the kickstand.

You unwrap your arms and get off the bike, trying to put distance between you, Jacob, and your home.

He grabs your wrist, "where do you think you're going?"

"Away."

"Just because you want to hide your face from Emily and Sam, doesn't mean you can run away."

"I can still try." You tug on his arm. "Let me go."

"No, you need to go in there and face them."

You stop fighting and he lets go of you, trusting that you won't leave. "I don't want Sam to be disappointed."

"Did you pick a fight with David on purpose?"

You shake your head, "of course not."

"Then he won't be disappointed... as long as you talk to him."

"Says the guy who fights him every chance he gets."

That earns a chuckle from Jake. "Says the mousy niece."

You scoff, shoving his arm. "Hey, I'm not mousy."

"This is the longest conversation we've ever had."

"That's your fault, you're always mopey."

"I am not."

"Are so."

"Am"- You walk through the door.

Emily's voice interrupts yours and everyone else's conversations. "I'm happy to see the two of you are talking." She smiles with a twinkle shining in her eye that quickly dies as soon as she catches sight of your face.

"Oh my- what the hell happened to you?" She grabs your chin, tilting so she can look at your face. "Who did this?"

Paul tenses, Jared tries to see over her shoulder.

Embry and Quil walk through the back door and glance at one another with concern evident on their faces once they realize what’s happened.

"Don't tell, Sam," you reply, staring into her eyes, practically begging her not to tell him.

"Don't tell me what?"

You grimace and then wince because your adrenaline has worn off and the pain has surfaced. "How much I love you?" You say without turning.

"I don't buy it." He wraps an arm around Emily, pecking her cheek. "Did you cut your finger again?" He asks with the scent of blood wafting through the room.

"Uh-" She catches your eye as she glances down at her hands. "Maybe, I don't know."

You attempt to sneak away while he's distracted and fail.

"Turn around."

You pout, keeping your head low as you turn.

"Lift your head."

"I like staring at my shoes while they're clean."

He grumbles your name under his breath.

You lift your head and sigh. "I may have gotten into an altercation at school."

"What the hell happened?"

"That's what I was asking before you got here?" Emily chimes in. "And I was avoiding it then."

"What did you do?"

You scoff, "I didn't do anything, you dick."

"That is no way to talk to your uncle," she tells you.

You stare at her, "I'm going to give him the same respect he gives me," and turn to him. "Which is none."

You exit the room when you realize none of you are going to be able to have a proper conversation and make your way to your room, slamming the door behind you.

"What happened while you were waiting for her?" Sam towers over Jacob, attempting to search through his mind to figure out what could have happened.

"I don't- I don't know. I was waiting and then I heard the other kids chanting, fight and then I saw her get hit and then take down David-"

"Wait- she was fighting David?" Jared chimes in with a smile.

"He deserves it," Paul adds.

"Guys a grade A asshole," Embry says before snacking on a muffin.

"So, this fight was valid?" Sam asks, wanting to understand everything he's learned within the last five minutes.

"No, it wasn't valid because fighting isn't the solution, is it boys?" Emily turns to the boys at the table.

"No," everyone answers.

"Good," she smiles.

"But this hasn't happened before? What's happened? This David- or whoever clearly said something for her to act out."

"He was talking about my family," you tell them, leaning against the wall with your arms crossed.

"That doesn't give you enough reason to fight," she tells you.

"It does when they start making fun of your dead parents and uncle who's running a cult."

They purse their lips.

"How do you feel?"

You shrug, "my fist and face are aching, so I'd say I did something right."

She sighs. "Fighting isn't the answer."

"I know that!"

"Then why did you do it?"

Your emotions cause you to snap. "I was tired of him thinking he could still bully me!"

She takes a few steps closer to you. "This has been going on for a while now. Why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't want either of you to walk into the principal's office thinking you could stop it when it'd only make things worse," you grumble.

"We could have found another way to stop him from making comments."

"I took care of it the only way I could."

"There's always more than one way-"

"I know," you run your fingers through your hair in a frustrated manner. "I wasn't thinking but he wouldn't shut up. He waited a few months, giving me a grievance period but then he started talking shit again and today he wouldn't leave me alone."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Jared asks.

"Yeah," you scoff, "because I wanted you guys to help when the hothead is one fight away from being expelled. Everyone still thinks those two," you point to Embry and Quil. "Are weird because they suddenly got buff and had a haircut. Don't even mention the fact that Jake along with Brody and Cam are the new talk of the pack."

Sam sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. "Just, go clean the blood off as best you can, and Emily will wrap your wounds."

"I already did."

"Then go get the first aid kit and bring it in here."

You walk back into the bathroom throwing everything you’d laid out on the counter back into the bag and aim for the kitchen. "Heal me with your magical powers, Em."

She smiles and wraps an arm around your shoulders as she guides you to the island so she can use the natural light to check over you. "Does this hurt?"

"Not yet."

"Okay, let me know when it-"

You suck in a deep breath through your teeth.

"Hurts. You okay?"

"Peachy, Em."

"I know you had to defend yourself today, but fighting isn't always the answer."

"Yeah, I know," you reply with an attitude.

"I'm just reminding you, so you don't continue hurting yourself. You're not like the others, and I don't like seeing you get hurt."

"Thanks, Emily," you wrap your arms around her and pull her in for a long hug.

She smiles, returning the hug. "Don't go getting into fights again or else I'm going to bubble wrap you."

You chuckle. "As long as you save me from a Sam lecture."

"Deal." She slides the plate with muffins, closer to you. "Eat something first."

The guys shake their heads at your behavior.

"Does this mean I can hang out with you guys?"

"You hang out with us already," Jacob points out.

"Cliff diving." You unwrap your muffin.

"Absolutely not," your uncle tells you.

"Come on."

"No,” Sam shakes his head.

"Guys," you beg, turning around to look at the others.

"We're not getting involved in that," Paul raises his hands, heading towards the couch.

- Extra -

"Wha-"

"I'm with Paul," Embry tells you, pulling Quil with him as they sit beside Jared.

You turn to face your knight in shining armor. “Jake-”

He turns away from the others and glances back at you, the humor falling from his face.

“Oh, shit,” Jared mutters.

“Are you serious?” Embry whines.

You owlishly blink trying to figure out what’s happened when he falls to his knees. You set your muffin down and push yourself off the stool to stand in front of him. You poke his shoulder. “Are you okay?”

“It’s you,” he mutters.

You raise your head and face the others with a scared and confused expression. “Guys, what the hell just happened?”

Paul smirks and looks away.

Jared buries his face with a muffin.

Embry and Quil face the tv, not wanting to see how things plays out.

Brady and Collin walk through the door.

“Holy shit,” the former says.

“Congrats, Jake. You finally got your imprint,” the latter adds.

“What?” You spin around to face Emily. “Imprint? That’s what just happened?”

Sam rubs a hand over his face. This was the last thing they needed.

“Did we- did you not know?” Brady asks you.

“Does this look like the face of someone who’s in the know? Does it. Brady?”

Collin pulls his buddy away before you can rip their heads off.

“I think we need to talk,” Sam says, pulling Jacob off the ground. “Outside.”

You three stand on the porch, trying to wrap your heads around the whole situation.

“I don’t know what this means,” you tell them.

“This means, no being alone in your room. No sneaking out after curfew. No-”

“Sam, we’re not dating. This doesn’t apply to us.”

“It could,” he says, finally snapping out of his mind.

“What?”

“It- the imprint bond doesn’t happen by accident, it’s the joining of when two soulmates find each other.”

“So, we’re soulmates?”

He nods.

“I thought you were in love with Bella?”

“I was.”

“And now you’re not? You couldn’t have moved on that fast just because of this bond.”

He sighs, “I know this is going to be a lot of work, but I want to get to know you whether we go out or not… even though dating you-”

The clearing of someone’s throat cuts him off.

He sheepishly smiles, rubbing the back of his head. “We’ll talk more later.”

You can’t help but giggle and wince soon after.

He’s kneeling in front of you in seconds, searching for any sign of pain. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine. My lip is going to be the kill joy of my existence for a few days but I’m fine.” You place a hand on his shoulder, “thanks for pulling me out of there when you did.”

He shakes his head, “it was nothing.”

“It was more than you know, and I know you were only there because Uncle Sam made you, but I still wanted to thank you.”

He can’t help the wide smile that stretches across his lips. “I’ll always be there for you.”

Sam throws you over his shoulder. “Babe, where’s the extra wood I keep for the winter?”

“Back room, why?” She asks, watching as you beat on his back.

“I’m locking some doors.”

“Sam, no!” You screech. “Boys, help me.”

“He’s the alpha, what he says go,” Paul tells you.

“You suck, Lahote.”

“You’re gonna be swallowing, princess.”

Paul has never shifted and ran out of his alpha’s place as quickly as he did today.

The others lose their minds as he runs all around, nearly bumping into the clearwater siblings as they head towards the place.

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