Embry Call has always had feelings for you. Even when you only visited the reserve occasionally, he would notice you from afar, his eyes following your every move. But for years, all he got were furtive glances and dreams that never materialized.

As time went by, he came to terms with the idea that you might never know who he really was. Fate seemed to play with his hopes when he was pulled into the world of wolves, forced to abandon what he believed to be the chance at a normal life. The transition to warrior was brutal, and he grew accustomed to wandering alone, especially on nights like this, with the sky collapsing in thunder and rain.

As I walked through the reserve, enveloped, something interrupted the sound of rain and laughter. Turning around, he saw you. There you were, on Leah's porch, laughing and talking. Your hearts crossed for a moment, and for the first time, you looked directly at him and smiled.

Leah teased, her voice almost muffled by the wind. “I really don’t think you can go home like this!”

You laughed, shrugging your shoulders. “I have no choice. My parents don’t want me to stay on the reservation.”

Embry, walked over, feeling his heart beating faster. “Hey, I can give you a ride home.”

He didn't have a car, but that was a detail. And, after practically begging, Jacob agreed to lend his. Embry ran back to you, holding his jacket over your head to protect you from the rain.

The ride was silent, with the sound of rain hitting the windshield and soft music playing on the radio.

“You look beautiful,” he finally said, breaking the silence, “Even more beautiful than I remember.”