A/N: So this came to me in the form of a dream or a nightmare to me. Is it a nightmare if you dream it every night? Is it considered a nightmare if the images haunt your every thought? I have been dreaming this for a few months now and I decided to write it down in the form of a story hoping to get it out of my head. Bell 1 this is for you, without your encouragement this story would have never been written. Thank you!
I want to thank my pre-reader feebes86 and my beta JJ Twi1ight. Thank you both for making my story readable.
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BPOV
If someone had told me eight years ago that I would be married to the Alpha of the Wolf Pack in La Push, Sam Uley and that we would have a son Cameron Paul Uley and a baby girl on the way, I would have laughed at them. You see, eight years ago was when my life changed. I was drowning in a nightmare and Sam saved me. He found me in the forest after Edward left me. Sam was the one that put me back together. He imprinted on me the night he found me.
I remember the day he told me that he was a wolf and the alpha of the pack. It was three months after he found me in the woods. I thought he was joking with me, but he simply grabbed my hand and pulled me out his back door and into the woods. I could feel the blush creep up my cheeks as he stripped himself of his cut-off shorts and shifted into this beautiful black wolf. I gasped and stared at him for a moment before I took a tentative step forward. I ran my hand over the wolf's face and gazed into his eyes, the eyes of my Sam.
Sam had become such a huge part of my life. He held me as I cried at night and pieced me back together. He kept the nightmares at bay and would wrap his arms around me so I didn't have to try to hold myself together. I knew that in all the time we had been spending together, I was starting to have feelings for Sam. I knew that I could love him and his wolf and I hoped that he could love me.
The wolf took a few steps back and shifted back into the man. After Sam put his shorts back on, he walked towards me with an expression I couldn't quite read. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him. His arms slid around my waist and he held me close to him. We eventually walked back into Sam's house and sat back at the table.
"Bella, being a wolf, a shape shifter, means a lot of things. We can run exceptionally fast in both human and wolf form, our sense of sight and hearing was amplified with the change, we have huge appetites, and we heal fast. We are protectors of our tribe."
"What are you protecting them against?" I asked, fearing I already knew the answer.
"The reason we exist is to kill vampires," he spoke softly.
I nodded, unable to say anything because honestly what do you say to that? 'Oh hey just to let you know, I dated your enemy.' I could feel the tears forming in the corners of my eyes. He was going to tell me to leave. He was going to tell me that he was done with me because he knows what the Cullen's are. Before I could fully panic though, Sam grabbed my hand and gave a gentle squeeze to gain my attention. I looked into his eyes and he gave me a tender smile.
"Bella, I know that the Cullen's are vampires, but that isn't the reason I told you about me turning into a giant wolf. There is a reason I need you to know. Us being shape shifters are supposed to remain a secret to outsiders, only the pack and the council know about us. I was able to share this with you because there is something else that I need to tell you," he told me looking nervous.
I gently squeezed Sam's hand and gave him a small smile.
"What is it Sam?"
"There is something that we as wolves do to find our soul mates. It is called imprinting. We find our perfect match when we look into her eyes. She becomes the most important thing in our world. Nothing else matters but her and her happiness."
Sam took a deep breath and looked into my eyes and I knew without him having to say it that he imprinted on me. The way he stared at me and watched me with such adoration, I knew it to be true.
"You imprinted on me?" I asked with a smile.
He nodded and gave me a small smile in return. I stood up and wrapped my arms around his neck and placed kisses all over his face. He wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him.
"Does this mean that you accept me and my wolf?" He asked against my neck.
"Yes, I accept you both," I told him looking into his eyes. "What exactly does it mean being imprinted?"
Sam pulled me into his lap and kept his arms wrapped around me.
"It means that I will be anything you need. A friend, a brother, a protector, or a lover. Old Quil and Harry Clearwater believe that we imprint to find our perfect match so we can eventually make a stronger generation of wolves. Billy Black and Sue Clearwater believe that this happens to make our wolves stronger," he explained.
I turned in his lap to face him, "And what do you believe?" I asked him.
"I believe imprinting is a combination of both. I think we imprint to make our wolves and the next generation stronger."
I thought about that for a few minutes and it seemed to make sense to me. Stronger wolves would definitely make the next generation more powerful. I grinned and kissed his cheek and snuggled into his chest. Running my fingers along his abs in nonsensical patterns I spoke in barely a whisper, but I knew he could hear me.
"I want you to be my friend, my protector, and my lover. I could never see you as a brother. When you showed me your wolf, I knew that I would fall in love with you and him. I care so deeply for you Sam. You saved me in the forest, but you also saved me from myself. I want a life with you and I hope you want a life with me."
Sam lifted my chin with his finger and stared into my eyes, "I want a life with you Bella. I don't see you as a sister and I'm already falling in love with you. I want us to live together, get married, and then start a family. I want you to be my everything and I will be anything you need."
I pressed my lips to his and poured everything that I felt for this amazing man into the kiss. He kissed me back with as much emotion and when we pulled apart gasping for breath; he swiped the tears that slid down my cheeks.
"Is that a yes?" He asked me softly.
I nodded, "It's a yes."
He smiled the most beautiful smile that I had ever seen on his face and kissed me once, twice, three times.
"Would you like to meet the rest of the pack?"
"How many of them are there?" I asked.
"There are three of us; Jared, Paul, and myself. I phased first which is why I am the alpha of the pack. Then Jared and Paul phased around the same time."
"Are there other members of the tribe that will phase?" I wondered.
"I know that Jacob Black will phase and I am pretty sure that Quil Ateara will phase as well. As far as anyone else in the tribe, the Clearwater's have the gene in their bloodline, but it doesn't mean that Seth will phase. He is still so young," he explained to me.
I nodded, unsure of what to say and then an idea came to me. Sam said the pack has huge appetites, I could cook for all of us and hopefully meeting them will be a little easier on everyone.
"How about I cook and then you can call Jared and Paul and ask them to come to supper. I'll let my dad know that I'll be home later tonight."
"Stay the night with me?" Sam asked.
"I'd have to go to my house to get some clothes and my toiletries," I said with a smile.
My dad could say no, but I am 18 so he can't stop me. Christmas break just started today so I don't have school for nearly three weeks. It would be so nice to fall asleep in Sam's arms and wake up with him in the morning.
"Well, let's go get your things, tell your dad I am your guy, go to the store and get what you want to cook, then we can come back here and call Jared and Paul and invite them to come over."
"Hmm, my guy? How about my everything? My will be lover? My future husband and the future father of my children?" I asked him with a smile.
"As much as I would love to tell the Chief that I am going to marry you, make love to you, and have babies with you, I think we better start slow with him and say I'm your boyfriend," he said with a grin.
I playfully rolled my eyes and said, "Well I suppose you are right. I'd hate to scare the Chief. What if he tried to shoot you?" I joked and then thought about it. "Oh! What if he does try to shoot you? You said you heal fast, but can you heal from a gunshot?"
"Baby, calm down. I don't think Charlie will shoot me, but if for some reason he did, it wouldn't kill me. It would hurt like hell, but I would heal."
I took a deep breath and nodded.
"Then we will just have to make sure my dad isn't wearing his gun when we get to my house. I would be very upset if he shot you," I told him.
"I'd be upset if he shot me too, but then you would be my nurse," he said to me and smirked.
I giggled and stood up, grabbing his hand.
"Come on, let's go get everything we need so we can get back and I can start cooking. Maybe you should put a shirt and some shoes on. I like you being half naked, but I don't want anyone else seeing you like that. I don't share."
"I'm all yours baby," he told me wrapping his arms around me.
"Still, I'd hate to have to claw some woman's eyes out because she was staring at what is mine," I smirked.
"Jealous Bella is sexy," he said between kisses.
He pulled away and went down the hall and came out a few minutes later with a black t-shirt on and some tennis shoes. I looked him up and down and smiled. The shirt was pulled tight across his chest, showing off his muscles in a sinfully delicious way. I think I may have even licked my lips.
"Do you approve?" Sam asked me playfully.
"Oh yeah, I approve. You look hot with your muscles on display in that tight t-shirt. I think I may have to fight them off with a stick," I said in all seriousness.
"Only yours, they can look all they want, but I only see you."
"Come on Romeo, let's go."
"Romeo?" He asked me with an arched brow.
"Mmmhmm, you are quite the sweet talker just like Romeo was. You're my Romeo," I explained walking to my truck.
I handed Sam the keys and walked around to the passenger side to get in while Sam climbed in behind the wheel.
I held his hand as he drove us to my house and every so often we would both look at each other and smile. We pulled into the driveway and I was surprised to see the Cruiser there, but didn't think too much about it. We got out of the truck and walked into the house holding hands. My dad sat in the recliner with a beer watching some game on TV.
"Hey Dad."
"Hey kiddo. Hey Sam, how are you doing?"
"I'm doing good Chief, how are you?"
"Call me Charlie, son, and I'm doing good," my dad replied looking down at our joined hands.
"Bella, is there something you want to tell me?" Charlie asked once he peeled his eyes off our entwined hands.
"Sam and I are together and I am going to spend the night at his place and cook dinner for his friends tonight," I said all in one breath.
"Why don't you let me speak to your dad for a few minutes?" Sam asked me and then placed a kiss on my temple.
I looked between my dad and Sam for a minute before nodding. I went upstairs to my room and began packing an overnight bag, but then decided to put some extra clothes in there in case I ended up staying more than one night. I sat on my bed and waited, wondering how long I needed to stay up here.
"Bella, you ready?" Sam called up the stairs.
I grabbed my bag and walked out of my room, shutting the door behind me. I went downstairs and raised my brow at Sam and he just smiled and reached for my hand when I made it to him. I walked over to my dad and kissed him on the cheek.
"Are you going to be okay for dinner? Do you want me to make you something before I go?" I asked my dad.
"I have to go back to the station tonight, so I'll just stop at the diner and grab something to go," Charlie told me.
"Okay Dad, be careful."
"Always am," he replied with a smile.
Sam grabbed my bag and we walked out the door holding hands. He walked me to the passenger side and opened the door for me. I climbed in and buckled my seatbelt while he walked around to get in the truck.
"What did you and my dad talk about?" I asked as he began driving.
He smiled, "He told me that even though he likes me, he would kill me and hide my body if I hurt you."
I gasped, "Are you serious?"
He nodded, "You're his daughter. Did you really expect anything less?"
"I guess not," I grumbled, slightly embarrassed.
We made it to the grocery store and I picked up the ingredients to make steaks, baked potatoes, salad, garlic bread, and chocolate cheesecake for dessert. Shopping with Sam was interesting; he would grab extras of everything that I put in the cart. I also bought bacon, eggs, syrup, and the ingredients to make homemade biscuits and waffles. Once we got back to Sam's, I put the steaks to marinade while he called Jared and Paul to come over for dinner.
By the time Jared and Paul arrived, I was putting the steaks on a plate and Sam placed all the food on the table. The guys came in and stopped to look at me for a moment before offering me small smiles.
"Bella, this Jared and Paul. Guys this is my Bella," Sam introduced us.
"It's nice to meet you both," I told them with a smile.
"It's nice to meet you Bella. Thank you for dinner," Jared said with an easy smile.
"Bella, good to meet you," Paul said while looking me over.
Sam growled low in his throat and Paul shrugged with a smirk.
I stepped closer to Sam and placed my hand on his arm. He looked down at me and smiled, then pulled me to the table and held my chair out for me. Sam sat next to me at the head of the table with Jared on my other side and Paul across from me.
Sam fixed my plate and then his while Jared and Paul loaded their plates with more food than I was positive they could eat. I looked over at Sam's plate and noticed his plate was piled high with food too.
"You guys might want to save room for dessert," I said, unsure of how they could eat so much.
"Don't worry baby, we'll be able to eat your dessert," Sam told me, squeezing my free hand in his.
"Yeah, don't worry Bella, we will be happy to eat your dessert," Paul smirked, putting emphasis on the word dessert.
I could feel my cheeks heat with a blush and Sam reached a hand out and smacked Paul in the back of the head. I stifled a gasp and looked at them with wide eyes.
"Sorry Bella," Paul said, not sounding sorry at all.
Jared leaned closer to me and whispered, "Ignore him, he's the man whore of the Rez. He knows you are off limits, but he doesn't know how to keep his mouth shut."
"He will respect you though," Sam growled out through gritted teeth.
"I respect her. I know she's your imprint. I was just having a little fun," Paul explained with a smirk and then he looked at Sam really fast and mumbled, "oh shit."
"I told her and you are lucky I did," Sam glared at Paul.
"Paul," I purred.
"Yeah," he answered with wide eyes.
I gave him a once over and smiled sweetly, "You don't have anything I want. My Sam gives me everything I want and everything I need. So how about you and I just settle for being friends because that is all you will ever get out of me. Stop pissing Sam off or you won't be getting any dessert."
Jared guffawed and said, "Damn! I like you Bella. You left Paul here speechless. I don't think I've ever seen that before."
Sam leaned over and gave me a tender kiss on the lips and then went back to eating. I grinned at him and then looked at Paul.
"So, what do you say Paul, friends?" I asked still grinning.
He nodded before smiling, "Friends? Sure why not, but I want dessert."
I giggled, stood up and walked to the fridge, pulling out the chocolate cheesecake. I grabbed some saucers and a knife and walked back to the table. I placed dessert and the plates next to the salad and sat back down.
A/N: This story is going to have a few chapters occur before I reveal my nightmare/dream to everyone. Now, I'm sure some of you are wondering why I would write this story when I gave up Unbroken and The Change Within. The truth is I have nothing left in me to give those two stories. I didn't want to just write shit chapters for them, so I let them get adopted and I don't regret that. As far as writing my dream into a story, I feel I have to because this dream is literally plaguing me. I can't get it out of my head and it makes concentrating on anything difficult.
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