Il est des batailles que l’on ne choisit pas, des fardeaux qui tombent sur nous sans prévenir, comme une ombre s’abattant en plein jour. La mienne porte le visage d’une pathologie , discrète mais redoutable, capable de tout bouleverser. Elle s’est invitée dans ma vie sans frapper, me forçant à me dresser, seul face à l’inconnu. Mais je suis un loup un être libre, farouche, forgé dans l’instinct et l’endurance.
Pourtant, même les loups les plus solitaires finissent par croiser une étoile qui refuse de s’éteindre. Dans cette nuit soudaine, elle est apparue un soir de novembre ma sorcière, celle qui, de loin, veille sur moi avec une présence au quotidien plus forte que mille bras autour de moi. Sa magie n’a rien de surnaturel : elle est faite de paroles de conseils vrais, de silences habités, de force offerte sans condition.
Son amour traverse les kilomètres, les doutes, les silences. Elle me connaît dans mes replis les plus obscurs, apprivoise mes tempêtes, et pourtant, elle reste. Même quand je me referme, même quand mes crocs se montrent. Elle sait voir au-delà du fauve. Elle ne fuit pas. Elle aime.
Alors, je ne suis pas seul dans ce combat. Nous sommes deux, unis par un lien que ni la distance, ni la douleur ne peuvent rompre. Moi, le loup sauvage. Elle, la sorcière lumineuse. Ensemble, nous écrivons une histoire de courage, de foi, et d’amour qui résiste à tout.
Summary: Well Sam imprinted on one of Leah’s friends and then he finds out that she is going on a date with Emmett. This is the date. Kinda a filler but it isn’t too terrible.
Hey If you guys like this story please send me a message or comment. I am feeling lack of motivation to do anything.
Chapter 4
(Y/N)’s POV
I arrived at my house a little faster than usual. My mind had been racing and honestly I didn’t really know what to do. Sam had seemed so… genuine? Upset? I don’t know. It was clear he doesn’t want me to go on a date. But honestly, since when has Sam freaking Uley cared about what I did. God. It makes my stomach drop at the thought of him pleading with me. But I can't focus on that. I have a date, with a single, sweet guy, who likes me.
I pulled up to my house to see Emmett sitting on my porch steps. He looked great...better than great actually. He was wearing black slacks, a white button up with a black jacket. It fit im wonderfully. His pale skin sticking out against the dark colors. I could have drooled with house nice he looks. He looked up at me and smiled. I stepped out of the car and his smile grew impossibly larger.
“You look absolutely stunning” he said as he grabbed my hand in his. His hand was freezing, but I couldn’t focus on that when his eyes were devouring me.
“You don’t look to bad yourself” I replied with a laugh, trying to distract him from burning a hole through my with his gaze. It seemed to do the trick, since he walked me to his car and opened my door allowing me to get in before he shut it and got in himself.
We chatted in the car a little before I figured I should explain my tardiness.
‘Sorry for being late, it was totally by accident” I explained, “I went over to Seth’s and ran into Sam Uley.. do you know him? Well he was acting like I was going out to personally piss him off. I figure Leah is giving him an earful about his behavior.I sure as hell would have had I not been running late already”
He glanced at me with a strange look. He was either worried or confused, maybe both. He didn’t answer though, but his grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. Thankfully, the awkward silence didn’t last too long as he pulled into a rather fancy looking restaurant. Like before, he got out and opened my door for me. What a damn gentleman I thought.
We walked in, and as we were being seated, people would not stop staring. I was sure the look were meant for him, but he placed his had on my hip and flexed his fingers occasionally. It was very possessive. It was hot as hell and my mouth went dry. It made my heart beat a little faster. It had been a while since anyone had their hands on me, sexual or not.
Dinner had gone great. We were both slightly awkward at first. We talked about school and homework, but then we started talking about our hobbies and interests. Emmett is a lot smarter then he lets people believe. He is well versed in literature and culture. However, his intelligence did not stop him from making such corny jokes all night.
“Why can’t ghosts have babies?” hed asked with this goofy grin on his face.
“I don't know Emmett, why can’t ghosts have babies?”
“They have hollow-weenies.” I was a little ashamed at how funny I found it. I laughed so hard that my drink came out of my nose while laughing.
Most of the time until our food came was him teasing me about it. Then our food came and I noticed he had only taken a few small bites.
“Sorry love, I just prefer to eat leftovers. It's no big deal, eat as much as you’d like.” he’d said when I asked if he wasn't hungry. It was making me a little nervous to be the only one eating. But he just kept talking like it was so common.
He’d paid the bill and asked if I would like to go on a walk. I was having a great time, so why not I thought. He asked if I was able to walk in my heels. I laughed and told him id manage. We walked about the park, still hand in hand and it was turning out to be a great date.
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However, our date didn’t end on a great note. He drove me home and walked me to the porch no problem.
“I had a great time Em, even if soda came out of my nose” I said and he laughed this hearty laugh.
“I also had a wonderful time,.” he said as he slid a strand of hair behind my ear. He grabbed my chin, lifting it towards him with one hand and the other was placed on my hip to draw me closer. I could hear my pulse in my ears and I hoped he couldn’t hear it too. I watched as his lips got closer to mine and my eyes shut lightly.
His lips were soft but they felt wrong against my own. It's not that the kiss was bad, it was wonderful actually, sweet and thorough, but it was like I wasn’t meant to kiss him. Things were just a little off. There was no heat or physical connection. But I didn’t get the chance to explore the kiss because one second we are kissing, and the next Sam fucking Uley was pulling him off of me and punching Emmett in the face.
NOTE: Thank you guys for reading. I will try to update more often. I am just trying to get a job and dealing with college drama and life drama. I might post a reader jasper fic soon. Let me know if you would be interested in that. Thank you my lovelies
"I could be a wolf for you. I could put my teeth on your throat. I could growl. I could eat you whole. I could wait for you in the dark. I could howl against your hair."
- Catherynne M. Valente, The Bread We Eat in Dreams
[via erebus-et-eigengrau]
Hey guys, I know it has been about a week since I updated my fanfiction. I knew what I wanted to write, but you know, I couldn’t find the motivation. Please let me know how youre liking this so far. Thanks loves
Here is (part one) (part two)
warnings: cursing? thats all I believe.
Chapter 3
(Y/N)s POV
“Excuse me?”I said incredulously. Who does he think he is talking to. I am about to go off on him when my phone rings.
I look and see that Emmett is calling me. I glance at Sam, and narrow my eyes.
“I am going to answer this, but do not think that this conversation is anywhere near being done.” I ground out as I answer my phone.
He goes to speak but I am already leaving the room.
“Shit hey Em, whats up?”
I hear him chuckle over the phone.”I am at your house, you didn’t forget about me did you?”
“Of course not, I am at Seth’s grabbing something. I will head that way. Or we can meet up somewhere?” I say, feeling bad about being late.
“No, I don’t mind waiting for you.” and I can hear the smirk in his voice. I was about to respond when I heard Leah and Sam arguing. Shit.
“Okay, I will head that way. Bye.” I hung up before he could respond and walked back into Leah’s room. Leah had her arms crossed and sam looked pissed.
“Okay. What the hell is going on?” I ask, annoyed.
“(y/n), please dont go on this date. Emmett is not who you think he is. It’s not safe. Please.” he begs. I look in his eyes and he seems genuinely upset. It tugs at my heart strings.
“Sam… I can’t back out now. He is at my house waiting. Please tell me what’s going on. who is he really?” I just want him to answer. I can’t stand him looking at me so sad and disappointed.
He doesn’t answer, he only stares at me. I have the urge to move closer to him but I resist. God what is going on with me today. His jaw tightens.
I mumble an okay whatever, and walk out. If he’s not going to explain, I don’t need to be here. But still, it hurts to walk away.
I get to my car and send Emmett a text saying I’m on the way and pull out of the driveway.
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Sams POV (once (y/n) leaves)
I watched you leave the room, wanting to go after you. But the look on Leah’s face clearly said that was in no way happening. She looked positively furious.
“Are you going to tell me what the fuck your problem is? Because from how I am seeing it, you have gone insane.” she says through gritted teeth.
I can feel myself starting to get angry. Angry at the situation, at myself, and (y/n), at the damn leech. I need to get out of there. Leah is obviously still staring at me, waiting for a response. I take out my phone and text the pack to meet me in the woods.
“I have to go. I will explain later.” I say walking out the door, not able to look at the hurt in her eyes. I need to get out of here. My blood is boiling, my hands are starting to shake. My anger is taking over my body, and mind. I storm past Leah, as she screams my name.
I took off to the words, shifting once I am out of sight. I can hear the guys thoughts in my mind.
Sam, you okay?
Yeah man, what going on?
I know they are probably searching my thoughts.
I imprinted on (y/n). I reply. Thats when I reach the clearing, my pack staring back at me.
You did WHAT? they say in unison. I am royally screwed.
NOTES: hey guys, please comment and let me know how you like it, or if there is something I can change. I will try to post more often.
