Chapter 12

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Jake's p.o.v.

  I, Jacob Black, imprinted on Sasha Broadhead. I stared at her. She was so beautiful, with tanned skin, and cocoa coloured eyes. Her long, shiny, dark brown hair was pulled up in a ponytail. She was staring back at me. No... What had Dad been saying to her before? About her fazing? She was a werewolf too, and on the rare occasions when there were female werewolves, and the even rarer ones when someone imprinted on them, they always imprinted back. We were made for each other- me for her  her for me! The golden couple. "Hi, I'm Jake," I said.

  "I know." She replied, "I'm Sasha. And I think you are my imprint."

"And you are mine," I informed her. "So let's start with the basics. Miss Broadhead, would you like to have supper with me tomorrow night?"

  "Yes, Mr Black. I would like that very much." She said, smiling.

  "Then I shall pick you up at 6:30."

Really, really short, but I couldn't think what else I should do....

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