" So-"Billy Black started, but Leah interrupted with a very audible sigh.
Everyone turned to look at her and Jacob rolled his eyes. The girl didn't even realize that she was in Billy Black's house with her fellow wolf brothers and council members. She was in her own world. I couldn't blame her though.
"Like I was a-" Leah interrupted again with a sigh that would break a heart.
"Really, Leah?!" Paul snapped.
"Huh? " Leah said with a jolt, coming back to her senses and to the moment where we were holding a council meeting about her imprint. She looked weary, hair tousled due to the number of times she had run her hands through them, with bags under her eyes, and slumped in her seat like the world's weight was on her shoulders.
It would have been comical for her if this was happening to someone else other than her, someone like my best friend Jacob Black, who fortunately had imprinted on his best friend slash crush, Isabella Swan. That was a time of anxiety for me and my packmates, especially Jake. But for Leah, it was a time for more reasons for hatred. Then Quil went and imprinted on a two-year-old girl, Clair Young. That was a very confusing and shocking time for us except for Leah, who found it so utterly hilarious and never ceased to taunt him of being in love with a two-year-old girl, which was not and will never be true.
Now, her own imprint is the worst. It is the worst not because he is not handsome. He is even beautiful in her eyes. Sam's imprint Emily has scars on her face. It is the worst not because the boy is only thirteen, Quil had it worse. It is the worst not because he is only part Quileute, Jacob's imprint is a non-native. It is the worst because the boy, Nathan Harper, her imprint, is a temptation that she cannot fight against. She is in love with him, a thirteen-year-old boy six years younger than her. And the sexual frustration is killing her. It isn't easy being a hormonal teenage werewolf with an imprint you are in love with. She can't stand being in the same room with the boy for one minute without wanting to kiss the hell out of the poor unsuspecting boy who doesn't even know that Leah exists, and she definitely cannot stay away from him. That would cause harm not only to her but also to him.
Yeah, she is in deep shit.
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"Leah Clearwater, will you please allow us to discuss whatever we came here to discuss in peace? " old Quil Ateara said with a sigh.
" Uh… y-yeah" Leah stuttered with her head bowed.
It was impossible to see Leah stutter. And by the smirk, I saw on Quil's face I knew Leah was never going to hear the end of it later. It's not even a surprise anymore. Any mention of her imprint's name had her all blushy and stuttery and clumsy.
