Leah Clearwater was the never the type for patience, never the type for niceness.
Never. As the saying goes, behind every jalang, perempuan jalang is a guy who made her that way. This had no end of truth.
One of her lebih memorable explosions included the situation when the serigala, wolf pack had discovered the joys of signing her up for things. From attending Macaroni art courses to guest lectures on childbirth.
Let's just say that if Serigala didn't heal as quickly as they did, the pack would be running around with a substantial amount of scars.
Over the few years, pretty much everyone had imprinted. Imprinted and for the Cinta of all that was holy, Lost any inkling of a spine. Really. There were Supernatural creatures with amazing strength, bowing down happily before imprintees who were lebih often than not hardly assertive beings.
Leah tended to exclude herself from most things. So when she claimed everyone had imprinted, she meant that SHE hadn't. So now she was guilt tripped sejak her brother (who really should be classified as a DEMON, in her humble opinion.) into coming to some god forsaken ice hell.
Not that the cold weather would really bother her much, but she was living in the vicinity of vampires. At least, for a few days. Some kind of "family reunion".
Leah snorted and leapt over a tiny stretch of ice. Seth was virtually grown up now, for the Cinta of...he didn't need his big sister to come and drop sejak any more. Sure, she loved her brother and all, but honestly, the amount of bloodsuckers that would be present would have put her off immediately.
She wrinkled her nose and flexed her claws, slowing carefully, so as not to slip on the ice. The vamps had already seeped their scent into the air. She phased back, untying the small, bundle of clothes from her leg.
She dressed quickly and followed the smell unfazed sejak the cold. She snorted to herself once again as she pictured what humans would have thought. Here was a girl dressed as if it were the middle of summer. Sandals and all.
She took a deep breath as she neared the door of the modern house. The scent had led her right to them.
She pondered briefly if she should bother knocking since they probably knew she was there. She knocked anyway.
The door was not answered not sejak anyone she recognized, but that didn't matter, because even though she had no recognition of where she was, she was home.
Never. As the saying goes, behind every jalang, perempuan jalang is a guy who made her that way. This had no end of truth.
One of her lebih memorable explosions included the situation when the serigala, wolf pack had discovered the joys of signing her up for things. From attending Macaroni art courses to guest lectures on childbirth.
Let's just say that if Serigala didn't heal as quickly as they did, the pack would be running around with a substantial amount of scars.
Over the few years, pretty much everyone had imprinted. Imprinted and for the Cinta of all that was holy, Lost any inkling of a spine. Really. There were Supernatural creatures with amazing strength, bowing down happily before imprintees who were lebih often than not hardly assertive beings.
Leah tended to exclude herself from most things. So when she claimed everyone had imprinted, she meant that SHE hadn't. So now she was guilt tripped sejak her brother (who really should be classified as a DEMON, in her humble opinion.) into coming to some god forsaken ice hell.
Not that the cold weather would really bother her much, but she was living in the vicinity of vampires. At least, for a few days. Some kind of "family reunion".
Leah snorted and leapt over a tiny stretch of ice. Seth was virtually grown up now, for the Cinta of...he didn't need his big sister to come and drop sejak any more. Sure, she loved her brother and all, but honestly, the amount of bloodsuckers that would be present would have put her off immediately.
She wrinkled her nose and flexed her claws, slowing carefully, so as not to slip on the ice. The vamps had already seeped their scent into the air. She phased back, untying the small, bundle of clothes from her leg.
She dressed quickly and followed the smell unfazed sejak the cold. She snorted to herself once again as she pictured what humans would have thought. Here was a girl dressed as if it were the middle of summer. Sandals and all.
She took a deep breath as she neared the door of the modern house. The scent had led her right to them.
She pondered briefly if she should bother knocking since they probably knew she was there. She knocked anyway.
The door was not answered not sejak anyone she recognized, but that didn't matter, because even though she had no recognition of where she was, she was home.
-Edward-
As I placed Renesmee's hand in Jacob's, whispered to me, "Thank you."
That took me sejak surprise. As I took my kerusi, tempat duduk seterusnya Bella, she whispered, too low for the surrounding humans to hear, that she was proud of me.
When it was over, I was convinced myself and Bella had had a less melodramatic ceremony than this. Then again, perhaps it had been even lebih so.
Alice had gone over-the-top with decorations, not that Renesmee minded. She was unlike Bella in that way. When it was my turn to dance with her, she whispered, "You'll still be my dad."
Again with the dramatics.
When it was Bella's turn, she let me see her thoughts. A special gift. I enjoyed hearing her thoughts.
"This bothers anda lebih than you're letting on, Edward. Relax, let it go. She'll be fine," Bella said.
"You know me so well," I grinned at her before Emmett claimed her and I was forced to dance with Rosalie.
As I placed Renesmee's hand in Jacob's, whispered to me, "Thank you."
That took me sejak surprise. As I took my kerusi, tempat duduk seterusnya Bella, she whispered, too low for the surrounding humans to hear, that she was proud of me.
When it was over, I was convinced myself and Bella had had a less melodramatic ceremony than this. Then again, perhaps it had been even lebih so.
Alice had gone over-the-top with decorations, not that Renesmee minded. She was unlike Bella in that way. When it was my turn to dance with her, she whispered, "You'll still be my dad."
Again with the dramatics.
When it was Bella's turn, she let me see her thoughts. A special gift. I enjoyed hearing her thoughts.
"This bothers anda lebih than you're letting on, Edward. Relax, let it go. She'll be fine," Bella said.
"You know me so well," I grinned at her before Emmett claimed her and I was forced to dance with Rosalie.
