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Unorthodox - An Embry Call x vampire!fem!Reader Story - Part 6

A/N 1: This part contains info from the Twilight Saga Wiki, as well as some of my thoughts/assumptions.

A/N 2: This part also has the reader puke - I'm sorry if it's upsetting for any of you

A/N 3: I haven't updated the story in over a week, and I'm really sorry about it. I'm already working on the next part, but I've been experiencing terrible vertigo the past week, so it might take some time. Thank you for your patience! Enjoy :)

No of Words: 5500+

Through the parts, mentions of: Abusive relationship, Attacks, Hunt, Illusions, Loneliness, Mental health, Murder, Sex / Sex language / Sexual activities, Suicide, Swear language, Wild imagination

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Y/N)’s POV

About half an hour later, the table was full of food - mashed potatoes, roast, salads, cornbread, anything Emily could cook within the time span of a few hours. I knew the guys eat a lot, but that was A LOT. Not to mention the banana bread, the apple pie, and the chocolate chip muffins Emily put in the oven 15 minutes ago.

Emily walked out to her porch and called the boys and Leah in. Rachel and Kim had already taken their seats at the table, while I sat awkwardly on the couch in the living room. Emily turned and walked back into the house, as the pack was racing each other to get to the table. She saw me sitting alone, and nodded her head towards the table, signaling me to come. When I raised my hands to protest, she came towards me and grabbed my hand, dragging me to the table. I did not protest, and let the brunette woman sit me on a chair.

Rachel and Kim had already filled their plates to secure their food from the pack, while Emily was placing some food on her plate too. Leah entered the house first, being the quickest, followed by Paul who literally pushed his way through, knocking Jacob and Embry out of his way. I laughed at the scene, but quickly stood up and ran to Embry’s side. I kneeled in front of him, and stroked his cheek lightly, looking at his puppy eyes. I smirked and looked back at Paul, who was already grabbing food from the table. He suddenly left a high-pitched scream, making everyone turn to look at him and laugh.

“Oh, hell no! (Y/N)! That was you, wasn’t it?” Paul yelled at me, and I smiled at him innocently.

“No one pushes my mate.” I simply told him.

Instead of getting angry, Paul pouted his lips like a 5-year-old and asked Rachel for help. “She made a snake crawl up my arm! Tell her!”

“Sweety, you did push Embry and my brother to get to the table.” Though a year younger than Paul, Rachel seemed way more mature and grounded than he was, keeping Paul calm. Paul just pouted again and continued grabbing food.

I turned back to look at Embry, who was smiling widely at the scene that played in front of him. He looked back at me, mouthing a “Thank you” and pecking my lips lightly. Jacob was still sitting on the floor, grinning at how Paul got what he deserved, and probably at how his sister did not take Paul's side this time. I stood up, grabbing Embry by his waist and lifting him up. I then offered my hand to Jacob, who surprisingly took it, and I helped him up, walking back to the table.

I now noticed that there were only 10 chairs around the table, and there were 12 of us. That was why I thought I was intruding; I didn’t want to take someone else’s place at a table I was not going to eat from. Before I had time to voice my concerns, Embry’s arm slipped around my waist, sitting me down on his lap, as he sat on the chair I was sitting on before. My eyes widened, and I thanked whatever force there was in the universe that I couldn’t blush and get hot because I would have definitely embarrassed myself by now. Embry was laughing lowly, burying his face at the crook of my neck, giving me small neck kisses, as if he had not teased me enough for one day.

Sam cleared his throat, bringing us back to the present. Emily was now sitting on Sam’s lap, but they were way more discreet than Embry and I were. There were now 11 plates on the table, all filled with food, though there was still a lot of food on the platters in front of us. Jared and Paul were literally swallowing huge amounts of food, and I wondered if they even had time to chew their food down.

Having people around me eating human food was something I had not experienced for a long time, ever since I, myself, was human. Sometimes I had some memories from my human life here and there, but they were not always clear. I had images of eating fish, soups, a lot of legumes, vegetables, grains, whatever we could grow or exchange, as the money was not always enough to buy meat or other “luxuries” like rice and coffee.

“Hey, (Y/N).” Jared’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “How does food taste to you?” He asked, pointing at the food on the table.

“I don’t know, Jared. I guess..bad? I never had the chance to try such foods as a human, so I have no way to compare them.”

“Why don’t you try some?” Quil asked me, grinning.

“I don't think my opinion would do justice to Emily’s cooking. Besides, I don’t wanna waste food that you could easily eat.”

“Come on, baby, one small bite.” Embry joined the others, bringing a spoonful of roast and mashed potatoes in front of my face, which I looked at with shocked eyes.

I turned to look at Embry. “Et tu, Brute?”

He laughed in response. “Come on, it’s just a little bite. We just want to know what food tastes like for vampires.”

I closed my eyes, mumbling insults they wouldn't understand for how they trapped me like that. “Okay.” I took a deep breath. “Give it to me.” I opened my mouth and felt food being shoved in my mouth.

The roast had a soft texture, soft and tender enough to be easily chewed on by a regular human, while the mashed potatoes had a rich, oily, creamy texture. Still, it tasted so awful, my eyes teared up with venom while I swallowed the food down, and I started whimpering. Embry’s smile dropped, and he was looking at me upsettingly.

I turned to look back at Emily. “Emily, I’m sure you’re an amazing cook, but this tastes pretty bad to me.” Everyone started laughing, even Embry who was relieved I was okay.

“What does it taste like?” Seth questioned me playfully.

“Like..dirt, something rotten, I don’t know how to explain it.”

I now realized what food actually did to vampires, when I felt my body getting upset and rejecting the food I just swallowed. I excused myself as I ran out of Embry’s lap towards where I thought the bathroom was. I kneeled in front of the toilet, emptying the food I tried not even a minute ago, along with some of the venom I had in my stomach.

I felt Embry’s hot arms on me; he had one hand holding my forehead to keep me balanced, and one arm around my waist, keeping me close to him. He was pressing his lips on my head, giving me small kisses and mumbling apologies. When I was done, I cleaned everything and washed my mouth off, before walking back to the kitchen, with Embry by my side, still feeling a bit off - vampires never had to throw up anything, so it was a strange experience for me.

Emily was looking upset, as she was now standing up, pulling me in for a hug. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N). I’m so sorry.” She kept apologizing.

“It’s not your fault, Em. I didn’t know what it would be like for a vampire to taste regular food. I never tried it before, so I didn’t know. Guess I can say this is off my bucket list now.” I tried to reassure her as best as I could. Emily was too nice and too pure; upsetting her was very disturbing for me.

She let go of me, smiling and stroking my cheeks with both hands, reminding me of my mom. I smiled back at her while walking back to sit on Embry’s lap. Embry was smiling reassuringly at me, squeezing my hand the whole time he was eating. He was mostly eating roast and mashed potatoes, and I had to remind him that I cut the salads and he had to eat some. He looked at me with puppy eyes once again, but I insisted he had to, and he eventually gave up, filling his plate with salad.

I turned back to Emily. “Ems, if you are interested, I have some friends outside of Seattle. They import feta, olives, and olive oil from Greece if you want to add to the salads another time. Who knows? They may eat it then.” I told her, pointing my finger around the pack, who barely had any salad on their plates.

“That would actually be a good idea, (Y/N) because some people just refuse to eat anything healthy.” Emily looked around, scolding the boys, who started to put more salad on their plates while pouting. Leah, who was already eating salad, laughed a bit.

Overall, there was a pleasant environment around the table. They were talking about the battle and the alliance with the Cullens, who, surprisingly, the wolves started thinking they were actually decent people, and this made me happy. I always considered the Cullens family, and now, hoping that the pack would become a new family to me, I was happy thinking that the two opposite sides were on good terms.

The wolves had a massive appetite, and they kept filling their plates until there was no food left on the table. Thankfully, Kim, Rachel, and Emily had finished their food on time, so I stood up, following Emily to the kitchen, where she was about to serve the desserts she made. Everyone else moved from the table and went to sit in the living room.

Emily took out some plates for everyone, along with spoons, and I took them to the living room, sharing them among the others. I went back to the kitchen to take the big platter that was filled with the muffins and went back to place it on the table in the middle of the living room. Then, I took the apple pie in one hand, and the banana bread in the other, placing them on the table, beside the muffins. Emily followed me closely behind, holding one spatula and one knife to cut the desserts and share them among her guests.

I sat on the couch, between Embry and Quil, who had already taken a muffin each. As everyone was practically moaning from the deliciousness of Emily’s desserts, I wished I could taste them, without feeling disgusted or throwing up. I leaned against Embry, who slipped a hand around my shoulders, bringing me closer to his body, and the body heat I craved so much.

“(Y/N)?” Paul turned to look at me, and I turned to face him. “Doesn’t Embry’s heat affect you? Like, doesn’t it burn you or something?” Paul looked at me mischievously, and I didn’t know if it was an actual genuine question, or he meant something else.

“Uhm..not really. As you know, we are practically dead, so our bodies are not affected by either cold or hot temperatures, but we can generally adjust to the temperature of our environment.” Paul did not say anything else, he just nodded and kept on eating his apple pie.

I looked around the room, at everyone’s faces. “Uhm..does anyone have any questions that they would like to be answered?”

Seth raised his hand. “Do you have any gifts like Edward and Alice do?” Everyone turned around to look at me.

I grinned at the question. “Well, I expected that question earlier, but yeah, I do have a gift. What you saw at the training; what I did earlier to cover my skin from glowing. My gift is creating illusions.” They all seemed too interested suddenly.

“Can you elaborate on that?” Rachel asked curiously.

I smiled at her. “Yeah, well, I can basically create an, let’s say, “alternative” reality. I have developed my gift so much, to the point where I cannot only create images or whole environments around someone; I can also affect their hearing, smell, touch, even taste. That was why Paul was so scared earlier.” I grinned looking at the wolf, who moved around his seat uncomfortably now. “I did not only affect his sight to make him see the snake, but I also made him feel it crawling up his arm.”

Quil and Seth laughed at their packmate. “Is there anything else about your gift?”

“Well, I can also create illusions like walls that expand for hundreds or thousands of miles away. They are not necessarily an alternative reality - it can be the surrounding environment, just altered a little bit, but I can feel whoever “falls” into my illusion, something like identification, I guess. For example, when Edward and I were guarding Bella’s house, I had expanded an illusion that caught you, Quil, and you, Paul, so I knew that you two were coming, and I could lift the illusion so you could reach us.” Everyone seems impressed, even Embry, who did not know that detail about Paul and Quil.

Jacob was the one who asked next. “How did you meet the Cullens?”

“It was just sometime before the turn of the 20th century that I found myself in the States. I actually swam across the Atlantic, trying to find a better life for me. I was a nomad for about 15 years of my life, after my transformation. I was just running around; I did know a place to call home or settle down. One day, I found Carlisle, hunting in the woods. I was already a “vegetarian” then, and I was startled when I found another one like me. Carlisle told me he always wished to help, not kill, people, so the animal blood diet was a no-brainer for him.”

I smiled at the memories. “We spent some time together, learning from each other, and just keeping each other company. A few years later, being a doctor in Columbus, he met Esme, but she was only 16 back then; she had broken her leg, falling from the tree, and Carlisle was the one to treat her. A few years later, I left Carlisle, before he moved to Chicago; before he found Edward. I wanted to explore more than I could, so I left. I met him again around 1937 when it was Carlisle, Edward, Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett. It was when your great-grandfather made the treaty with the Cullens, which I also had to follow by association. But your great-grandfather was a fair and righteous person, Jacob, so we all agreed to keep the treaty, even now, after so many decades.” Jacob nodded, smiling widely. He was proud of his ancestors, even though he never met them.

“I also spent a few years with them but I left before they were joined by Alice and Jasper. I met these two about two decades later when I was running through Alaska. The Cullens spent a lot of time in Alaska; you see, there is another “vegetarian” coven there, the Denalis, and they live deep into the woods. The climate is ideal for a vampire to live undisturbed; most humans cannot deal with that much cold, and it would take too much effort on their side to reach them. So, there are barely any humans around, which also helps with self-control and the thirst. After that, I just came and went, and the Cullens would always welcome me back, as if I had never left, like a family.”

“Do other vampires live in covens, like the Cullens?” It was Sam’s turn to ask, actually curious, but still keeping his voice serious and stern.

“Well, apart from the Cullens and the Denalis, there are also the Volturi, who are like vampire royalty-slash-vampire government, which they decided by themselves - nobody elected them. There are also the Egyptians, which existed way, way before the Volturi, around the same time as the Romanians. However, the Volturi managed to break down and exterminate both the Romanians and the Egyptians; there are only very few members left in either coven. Then, there were also other covens that, again, were destroyed by the Volturi, and only specific vampires were spared by the Volturi’s rage. Basically, they would always find an excuse to destroy whole covens and would force the “talented” vampires of each coven to join them. That’s what has made them powerful and feared by all the other vampires. They have some powerful weapons on their side, and they regularly use them to enforce their laws.”

“Have you ever met the Volturi?” Leah asked me, and I shivered at the memories of the Volturi in my mind.

I hesitated a bit. “I actually lived with them. For about 2 or 3 years. I still don’t know how I managed to escape them; Aro would not just let vampires leave the Volturi, fearing that they would expose their secrets to others. I guess Demetri never managed to catch up with my mind, and he just gave up eventually.”

Leah looked at me, her expression gave out that she kind of regretted asking the question, lowering her gaze, looking at the floor. “It’s alright, Leah.” I tried to reassure her. “It is part of my past, and I hope that’s where it will stay. They used me for my power, and they abused me mentally, emotionally, and physically. No one wants to avenge them more than I do.”

Embry tightened his grip around me, reminding me that I was safe with him, as he planted small kisses on my head. I was lucky I found him; I was lucky I found real love, and not what I thought was love when I was actually taken advantage of.

“Well..”, Quil started mumbling, “..Why can’t vampires eat regular food?”

I laughed lowly. “That’s actually a good question. I think it’s because we cannot actually absorb anything, other than blood. From my experience in medicine, while the human body is full of organs, blood, and substance, the vampire body looks more hollow, empty. We are basically dead people walking around; all the organs that a human would need to function and live are..burned by the venom that created us. We don’t actually have a functional esophagus - it’s literally a long pipe, which looks like it’s made out of stone, and is directly linked to our stomach, where blood is “absorbed” and turned into venom. I still don’t know how that works, but our bodies seem to only absorb blood, as we cannot..secrete anything else, but venom.” Well, in most cases, but they didn't need to know that.

“So, you cannot cry?” Quil questioned once again.

“No, we cannot. We can sob, whimper, but our eyes can only tear up a bit with venom. Just venom. It actually burns more than one may think.”

“What about Count Dracula?” Embry asked, looking me directly in the eyes. “Was he real? Did he actually exist?”

“To be honest, I have never heard of his actual existence. Though the myth may be somewhat real.”

“How so?” Embry furrowed his eyebrows, actually interested in my theory.

“Well, it is known among the vampires that the Romanian coven, when they were leaving their “glorious years”, had spread the word that they were actually vampires, drinking human blood, going out during the day, and such. Now, they were using people both as food and as slaves, but sometimes, they spared a few to add to their coven; they needed the power. So, when the Volturi were formed, they were totally against exposing our existence to humans. When they took over power and slaughtered most of the Romanians, they started creating several “myths” regarding the vampires, as a way to control both vampires and humans. They created the legend of Count Dracula based on what people had already heard from the Romanian coven, but added several “scary” factors, as well as how vampires can be killed with a stake to the heart, or how the sunlight burns vampires, and all that; it was a way to control new vampires, who did not know the truth yet and prevent them from exposing themselves to humans. This worked, of course, but vampires had been living in fear for thousands of years because of this.”

“So, like, none of the myths are real? Silver does not affect you at all?” Embry continued the conversation.

“No, not at all. I actually look pretty good in silver jewelry. It doesn’t burn me, or anything else if that’s what you’re asking.” I bragged a bit, laughing. “Actually, the only thing that can kill us, as the pack had witnessed, is fire. First, you dismember the vampire, and then you set them on fire. If you don’t burn them, it is very easy for said vampire to relocate their pieces and put them back. The venom can act like a really strong and secure glue.”

“So, did you go to university?” Rachel asked eagerly, trying to shift the conversation into more pleasant topics for everyone. I guessed that going to university must have been her dream, so she wanted to know what it was like.

“Yeah. I have actually been to university too many times.” I laughed, remembering my uni days. “I do have many degrees. Bachelors, Masters, a Ph.D.”

“What were your degrees on?” She continued.

“Well, I do have several degrees in many fields. Uhm..a Bachelor and a Master in Finance, a Bachelor in Computer Science, a Bachelor in Commerce, a Bachelor and a Master in Environmental Engineering, a Bachelor in Law, a Bachelor and a Master in Architecture, and a Bachelor of Medicine, a Master in Public Health, and a Ph.D. in Biomedical Engineering.” I was counting them on my fingers, trying not to forget anything. Everyone’s eyes widened at my words. “I know, I know, it’s a lot, but when you’ve been alive for such a long time, you have to make time pass somehow. Preferably while also learning actual things.”

Nobody said anything for a few minutes. I didn’t know if they were becoming uncomfortable, or if they were thinking about asking something else.

“So,..” Jared talked first. “..You didn’t tell us where you are actually from? You said you “found yourself in the States”?”

“Yeah, well, I already told Embry. I thought he told you all.” I turned to look at my mate, who only shrugged, so I continued. “So, I am from Greece, from Thessaly. I was born in 1858,..”

“Shit, you’re old.” Quil whispered, but he wasn't quiet enough for me to not hear him.

Embry was ready to step up to his packmate, when I cut him off, bursting in laughter. “Yeah, I am quite old, almost 153 years old actually. Okay, where was I? Right, so, I was born into a rather poor family, and my brothers and I had to work from a very young age to make ends meet. I had six brothers, and I was the youngest of the bunch, and the only girl around. I was expected to get married early on, at, like 15? 16? 17? The most. But, I was too stubborn, too “unladylike”, too “boyish” to become a bride, so my parents decided that I would have to eventually take the same responsibilities as my brothers, and start helping with heavier chores, like cutting wood, work on the fields, go fishing when that was possible and such.”

Embry turned to look at me. “You never told me about your parents expecting you to get married so early..”

“Well, yeah, it’s something I chose to forget, to not mention to anyone. At least, not until I felt safe enough.” I confessed, looking around at the people who opened up their home and family and welcomed me in, wanting to learn more about me and my life.

Embry squeezed my shoulder lightly and smiled widely - the kind of smile that made my whole body melt and tremble at the same time. “Well, I’m glad you’re feeling that way.” I smiled back at him, looking all “lovey-dovey”, and such.

“So, do you remember anything from your human life? Like a happy memory perhaps?” Kim asked shyly.

I smiled, trying to remember the good times I had with my family. “Well, apart from what I already told you, I do, sometimes, have some kind of flashbacks, of my family sitting around the table, having lunch. I remember one specific time distinctly. It was a good day, a sunny day - we had wild boar that three of my older brothers caught; it was really big, like huge, compared to me. It was actually pretty tasty. Everything was nice back then; everything was normal - I wouldn’t have imagined the crazy supernatural world I fell into years later.” My smile fell flat; sometimes I just wished I could go back in time, and stay with my family, with my mommy.

As if in sync with my thoughts, Emily asked next. “What was your family like?”

“Well, my brothers were all quite strong, tall, and older than me, so I guess I always saw them as better and more skilled than myself. My father was also a strong man; he was working in the fields, so he had to be. He tried to teach us everything he knew about agriculture, nature, respecting the earth that gave us everything we had. My mother was also a strong woman - emotionally, mentally, not as much physically, but she taught us how to be good people; how to respect others; how to be better people. I was closer to my mother than any other person in my life; she was the only one who could understand me; only she understood me when I didn’t want to get married; only she managed to convince my father to treat me equal to my brothers, and give me the same opportunities to prove myself as a human being. She was the most important person in my life.” My eyes and nose stank with venom remembering my mother. Embry noticed my sadness, and squeezed me tighter, planting small kisses on my head, trying to relieve some of it.

There were a few minutes of absolute silence among everyone before Paul opened his mouth to speak. “So, how is the imprint for you, you know, being with a wolf and such?”

I was taken aback a bit. I didn’t expect Paul to care about my feelings towards Embry, being a vampire and all. “Well..I have to say, everything is very different from what I imagined. Like, the first time I saw Embry at the party, of course I immediately thought he was gorgeous, though I recognized he was a wolf. Funny thing, when he came to the party with Quil and Jacob, these two..” I pointed my finger between Jacob and Quil. “..smelled really bad. Especially you, Jake.” The wolves and the three girls tried not to laugh at their packmate, but couldn’t just not do it.

“But, before I even heard them, I smelled something so good, so comforting, so home-like. I didn’t know then, but when I saw Embry, I knew. It was like fire and electricity; it was clarity in my head; it was like nothing I have ever experienced, but it felt special. Like my whole existence knew, but I couldn’t admit it to myself at first, though I felt like I couldn’t lose you, Embry.” I stared directly into his eyes. “I didn’t know you then, but I didn’t want you to sacrifice yourself, even if it was for the Cullens.” I stroked his cheek with my right hand. “I am so happy I found you.” Embry’s eyes were glistening with tears and happiness, and a bright smile spread across his face. His smile was my happy place, my comfort, the reason I existed.

“Okay, I’m sorry to interrupt this super disgustingly cute moment, but it’s getting late, and we have to go.” Quil stood up, ready to leave, followed by Jacob, Seth, and Leah.

“Wait!” I tried to stop them. “I almost forgot to tell you. I..I really appreciate everything you did for the Cullens, for me, inviting me here, welcoming me into your home. I thought I needed to make it up to you.” I quickly stood up, reaching for my bag. I sat back on the couch, next to Embry, and opened my bag, taking the papers I had in, and handing them to Sam.

“What are these?” He questioned me while looking through the papers.

“It’s a week in Los Angeles, for vacation, to take some time off and relax. This is everything I could find on recommendations for places to visit, to see, and where to eat.”

“What’s the “Terranea Resort”?” Sam asked, still confused and kind of clueless.

“It’s the resort I booked your rooms in. It’s not just for the pack. Emily, Kim, and Rachel are also included in the plan.” I smiled at him, and the girls looked at each other smiling.

“(Y/N), this is really sudden and kind of too much.” Sam furrowed his eyebrows, looking between the papers and me.

“It’s nothing for me, seriously. I just want you all to have a good time. You’ve been through too much because of the Cullens; I do consider them family, but they have put a great burden on you. This is just a small gesture of my appreciation.”

“Will you come with us as well?” Embry asked, looking at me hopefully.

“I wish I could, babe. But the sun and I are not exactly friends, and I don’t know if an illusion could cover that for a long time. Plus, I still have some work to do around here, so I will have to stay behind.”

“I understand. I just wish you could come.”

“Me too, baby.” I pecked his lips lightly, before turning my head back to Sam. “So, what do you think?”

“I don’t know. I mean, sure a week off would be actually great right now, but we can’t really leave La Push and the Rez unprotected. There are still vampires lingering around. No offense.”

“None taken. And the Rez would not be unprotected. I will stay nearby, outside of the treaty line, of course, and I will make sure no vampire enters the borders. I will only intervene if anyone crosses the borders, and before it’s too late. I promise you don’t have to worry about anything.” I tried to convince the Alpha as best as I could.

“Actually, Sam, a vacation would be very much appreciated now. We’ve all been through a lot. We definitely need some time off, away from all the vampires’ problems.” Emily was trying to convince her wolf. Thank you so much, Emily. You are truly an angel.

Sam turned his head to look at his imprint. “Yes. Ye,s, you are right.” He then turned to look at me. “Thank you very much, (Y/N). It’s so considerate of you.”

“No problem, Sam. I’m just happy I could offer you some time to have fun, and enjoy yourselves. So, what do you all think about that?” I turned to look around at everyone, as they were now thinking about accepting the offer or not.

“We are in.” Kim took the initiative for Jared, and he happily nodded, agreeing with his imprint.

“Us, too.” Rachel announced, with a smiling Paul beside her agreeing as well.

“I am coming, too.” Jacob told us. “I know it’s kind of sudden, but I am already feeling better, and I think a trip is exactly what I need.” Through his slight excitement, there was a clear hint of the older, protective brother coming out of him.

“Of course I’m in, babe. I could not turn down any gift of yours.” Embry smiled, and kissed my lips hard, not caring about the others around him, and making me numb, dizzy, and happy.

“Me too. It’s time we have some time for us, bros, away from the hoards of girls that are after us.” Quil was clearly flexing, unnecessarily.

“Do you actually have hoards of girls after you, Quil?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“Well..not yet, but I will. I’m sure of it.”

“Sure, buddy.” Embry laughed at him, the others following suit.

“Well, I cannot stay away from the party. I’m coming, too!” Seth yelled excitedly.

“Then, I’ll be coming, too. You need someone to look after you. And there will be no party.” Leah warned her little brother sternly.

“Well, great. I’ll be coming Monday with your reservation papers and anything else you might need. I hope you don’t mind driving?” I smiled innocently.

“Well, driving is not a problem for the wolves.” Paul bragged.

“Great! I’ll meet you all at 4:30 am then, with your vehicles. Sam, may I have permission to bring two Cullens with me? I will need their help.”

“As long as they don’t stay longer than needed on the Reservation, you may.”

“It’s settled then. I’ll see you all by then.” I stood up, hugging Emily, Kim, and Rachel, before saying my goodbyes to the others.

I turned to Embry. “I know you will have to go home, but, you know you can come by my house whenever you feel like it, okay?”

“Okay, love. I’ll see what happens.”

I kissed Embry goodnight, before running out of Emily and Sam’s house, and the Reservation, hoping that he will be okay for tonight.