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Chapter 1

The Volturi had come to check on the Cullens, to make sure that Bella had been turned successfully. A fair number of the guard had come to, so the Cullen house was a little more crowded then normal. Aro was gushing over Bella's transformation and not subtly hinting that she should join the Volturi with Edward and Alice of course. An offer that was politely though firmly declined. Caius was talking with Carlisle over his "vegetarian" diet. Marcus was standing in the corner watching with the same bored expression he had worn for 400 years. 400 years since his beloved mate had left him alone. Alone in a frozen world without light or hope. His eyes settled on Bella and Edward. His "talent" was the ability to see relationships, but to him it was a curse. A curse for him to see what he could never have. He could never have relationships with anyone again not even his brothers. He went about his days a soulless robot, never really feeling just watching from afar. The only things he did feel were pain and grief, the only things he allowed himself to feel.

Looking around he wondered if anyone would miss him if he died. No he decided, no-one would mourn his passing and if he did die then he may finally be reunited with her. His eyes settled on Bella again, the girl was gripping her mates hand with such intensity that even as a vampire it had to hurt. The bond between the two was incredibly strong and he had to admire her for all that she had gone through to be with him. His gaze flickered over to the window. How long would he have to walk this earth alone? How long until he would be free of his meaningless life? How long? He saw the boy, Edward, glance at him from the corner of his eye, he sighed it did not matter if the boy knew what he was thinking, he turned to leave the house feeling pain in the fact that he could never be a part of a family, never be part of a friendship, never feel alive.

He started wandering around the woods outside the house, taking slow long strides as he pondered his life or lack of it. He didn't care where he was going, he could always find his way back, he needed to get away from that house. His face scrunched in annoyance as he wandered aimlessly through the forest, why was this place so green it felt very unnatural to him. After an hour of walking and thinking he decided to turn back. He turned back in the direction of the house when something inside of him pulled at him to go down an old forgotten trail. He frowned what was going on, still whatever was down there might hold some amusement for him so he began to walk down the trail.

Leah was crying, crying as she ran away. She had shifted a while back and her head remained silent. Good she thought grimly the last thing I need is a bunch of useless idiotic teenage werewolves in my head.

She slowed down a bit when she realized that no one was following her. But then again why would they, she was the bitch of the group, the ice queen, the freak among freaks. A female werewolf. No one would ever come after her. Today was the day she had feared for the past year. Emily's wedding day. The day that should have been her day. Her day to walk down the isle in a flowing white dress with her dads arm around her, Emily would be the bridesmaid giving her smiles of encouragement and joy, Seth would be forced into a tuxedo and keep on fidgeting in it and only stop when she came out, everyones eyes would be on her and her eyes would have been on Sam. But instead of her it would be Emily, she bit back another flood of tears, Damn it no I will not cry over that bastard again. But she knew that she would keep on crying inside.

Her father had died this year, Seth saw her as no more then an annoying older sister and as for the Pack they would be glad if she left. She couldn't be the bridesmaid, she just couldn't watch Emily take her wedding day she just couldn't. She hated her life but most of all she hated being a werewolf, if Sam hadn't been a werewolf then he wouldn't have imprinted on Emily, she wouldn't have to hear him think about her every time she fazed, she wouldn't have to hear his thoughts on her, she wouldn't have to put a wall up around her to hide how broken she was from the rest of the Pack and she wouldn't have to understand why it had happened.

She had seen imprinting at work and knew nothing could stand against it, it destroyed previous relationships and one person became devoted to the other, she couldn't hate Sam or Emily because she knew they couldn't help it. That was the worst part she couldn't hate them she could only cry and scream inside. For the years that they had been together she had been icy and a bitch to everyone it helped with the pain but she couldn't stand seeing Emily walk down in her place. She would not face that.

She stopped running and saw that she was lost Oh great, the useless pack member runs away and gets lost and has to wait to be found. The world hated her didn't it? She growled, she was strong, despite what they all thought. She was the fastest of the Pack and only Jacob, Sam and maybe Paul if he was angry enough could defeat her in combat. It helped her pride a bit that she was at least good as a werewolf, she had taken down as many leeches as any of the Pack and she never shirked her patrols unlike some of the Pack who would rather spend the night lip-locking with their imprints. Ugh! Trying to do a patrol with imprinted wolves was almost impossible but she solved it by singing in her head. Her voice was one of the things she was actually proud of, her dad had always said she was the best singer in La Push, and on the few occasions that she did sing, she sang for him, her dad.

She sat in the middle of the clearing where she had stopped and looked around, her nose didn't sense anything, since she didn't recognize anything she assumed she must be over the treaty. Great, just what I need a lecture from Sam and the elders on the importance of keeping to the treaty they never gave Jacob this much trouble. It was true Jacob got away with almost anything because he was the true alpha. She laughed at this the kid was too busy obsessing over Bella Swan to be alpha, but she sympathized with him. She knew what it was like to lose someone you love. Hah! She could have wrote a book on it.

Still Jacob would probably imprint and live the rest of his life in devotion and adoring a girl who probably didn't deserve him. She wished Jacob the best of luck hoping that he would not become as broken as she had. As the only female werewolf it was unknown whether or not she would imprint. She was as the elders had described an anomaly. She hoped she couldn't imprint, she hoped that she would retain her free will but how would she ever know.

Marcus came down the trail in an unhurried walk still trying to figure out the reason that drove him onwards. He couldn't understand it, it was a need a compulsion, he had to walk down the trail. He saw a glade ahead and an animal of some sort lying in the middle of it. He frowned. Was the creature injured he hurried forward to check and was surprised when he saw it was a wolf. A werewolf. His kinds mortal enemy. The Cullens had informed them of the treaty and this wolf had broken it. So why wasn't he killing it? Why wasn't his nose filled with the scent of dog? The wolf then snapped his head up at him and he was shocked at what he saw.

Leah heard someone come to her clearing and growled inwardly I can't even have peace for a nap, whose the dead bastard who woke me up. The wind changed and she caught a scent, a wonderful scent, a scent of ice, crisp and fresh. Her nose twitched as if it wanted to smell more. Her eyes opened and she looked up. Then the world changed.

AN: Well what do you think? Someone asked me to do this and I do like the pairing but I need your thoughts on if I should carry on with this or not. I hope to update about once a week.