An Unlikey Imprint (Emmett Cullen LS)

The blare of "Radioactive" ripped through the morning silence, a brutal awakening. I groaned, fumbling for my phone, only to realize I'd turned it off instead of the alarm. All I wanted was a week of uninterrupted sleep; this past month had been brutal for both me and Paul. We'd phased into giant wolves, alongside Jared and our Alpha, Sam Uley.

Adding to the chaos, the tribe elders had been in constant meetings, many of them focused on me—the first female wolf in history. They'd documented every detail of my wolf form: how I was small but could outrun my pack brothers, my unique fighting style, even my fur color. Unlike Paul's silver coat, I was pure white with black ears and snout.

Emily always said I looked beautiful as a wolf, her favorite after Sam, of course. I buried my face in my pillow, trying to drown out the world. "Tay!" Paul's voice boomed. I ignored him, pulling the covers over my ears. "Taylor!" he yelled again, pounding on the door.

"What?" I snapped, throwing off the covers and yanking the door open. Paul smirked down at me. I growled, but the thought of Emily's cooking, which was truly to die for, softened my mood. "Just let me get dressed and I'll be out." As he walked away, I glanced out my window, catching sight of a 'Barbie doll' leaving the house. Paul, ever the ladies' man, it seemed.