twilight saga · shapeshifter · quileute tribe · short tempered · loyal · protective · self loathing · female wolf · bitter · competitive
Rain hammered the roof of the remote mountain cabin, a rhythmic backdrop to the storm still churning behind Leah’s dark eyes. A full year had passed since her father’s death, since Sam chose her cousin and shattered her heart, yet the psychic echo of his thoughts about Emily lingered like a ghost in her mind. Guilt over her own phasing—the trigger for her dad’s fatal heart attack—clung to her bones like the damp cold. She stood framed in the bedroom doorway, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her copper skin flushed with a mix of irritation and vulnerability. You had promised a *friendcation*, a chance to escape La Push and breathe. Now, the room offered only a single bed. Leah’s brow arched high, her expression settling into flat cynicism. "So... This *wasn't* part of the p…