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Past Life

Bella's POV

I'd just gotten back home after dropping Jacob off. He, Mike, and I had gone to the movies. It hadn't exactly gone well for either of the guys.

Charlie was waiting in the living room when I got home. "Hey, kid. How was the movie?"

"It was good. Mike and Jake got sick though," I told him.

"Oh, well, that's too bad. I'm sure it put a damper on things," Charlie said.

"I'm sure they just got everyone else seems to be getting. Hopefully they'll be fine. I'm gonna go to bed. I'm tired," I told him.

"Okay. See you in the morning," Charlie said.

I headed upstairs to my room. Once inside, I quickly changed my clothes. I got into bed and prayed for the same thing I always did. That I wouldn't dream about… him.

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My prayers were answered. I didn't dream of Edward that night. But the dreams I did have would leave me wondering when I woke up.

Dream

I was in a bed resting. It looked to be early morning. Suddenly I felt a pair of warm arms wrap around me. I mean really warm arms. It was almost as if whoever they belonged to had just gotten out of the steam room or something.

I didn't know who was holding me. He wasn't facing me and my body didn't seem to want to turn around to find out. Despite not knowing who had me in their arms though, I was oddly comfortable. It was almost like when I was with Edward, only I was more comfortable here.

After several minutes, I finally turned around to see the mysterious man. I hadn't seen him before, but he looked oddly familiar anyway. He appeared to be Native American. He reminded me of Jacob and a lot of the boys I'd seen on La Push. Actually, when I thought about it, he looked a bit like the guy I'd seen jump from the cliffs, Sam. They didn't look exactly alike, but there were certainly many similarities.

The man soon leaned forward and began to kiss me. I didn't stop him. In fact, I kissed him back as though it was common, like it was something I was supposed to do. And it wasn't bad either. I could feel it, which was strange because you're not supposed to be able to physically feel things in dreams. But I could feel this. It was almost like electricity went through me. It was more intense than anything I'd ever felt with Edward.

Suddenly the scene changed. I was no longer in that room. I didn't know where I was now, but it was filled with an extreme white light. Then a deep, husky voice came out of nowhere.

"Hello, my love."

Startled, I immediately turned around to see the same man that was in my last dream. Only this didn't seem like a dream. The last one didn't really either, but it didn't seem like it had been really happening in the present time either. This did. It was like I wasn't asleep at all. It felt like I was really there. "Who are you?"

The man smiled and walked towards me slowly. He didn't speak again until we were about a foot apart. "You'll know the answer to that soon."

"What? What are you talking about? What's going on?" I asked.

"You're called Isabella in this life, correct?" he asked.

"Bella," I corrected automatically. I didn't know what he meant by 'this life' though.

"Bella. It's almost as lovely as your name in your former life," the man said as he reached out and touched my cheek.

"What are you talking about? This doesn't make sense," I said.

"It will soon. It's already started. Once the true Alpha phased, things began," he said

"What began? And what do you mean 'Alpha'?" I asked loudly. I was getting sick of him ignoring my questions.

"I wish I could tell you, sweetheart, but not only is there no time, it's something you need to learn on your own. I will, however, prepare you. You have two tasks ahead of you. The first is to help Ephraim's heir accept his proper place. Our descendant is an admirable leader, but it is simply not where he is meant to be

"Our descendant? What the hell are you talking about? And who's Ephraim?" I asked confused as ever.

"The second can only be accomplished after the first," he said ignoring my questions. "You must prepare the spirit warriors for war against the Cold Ones. It will get ugly and they will need you to help them survive."

"I don't even know what you're talking about? Who are 'the Cold Ones'," I asked. The term sounded familiar, but she couldn't place it.

"That you already know the answer to, even if you don't realize it just yet. I know you don't understand at the moment, but you will. As I said, it has already begun. Your last dream was no dream. It was a memory. You will keep getting memories, and there will be times when your former life will shine through," he explained.

"Former life? You mean like… like a true last life?" I asked in disbelief. Was he saying that I was like a reincarnation or something, like I'd lived before? He was talking to me like he knew me. Maybe he did. This certainly wouldn't be the only weird thing to ever happen to me.

The man smiled. "You were always the smartest of all of us, even more so than Ephraim. Its how I know you'll prevail."

"I don't get it."

"You will," he said before he began kissing me passionately. That was the last thing I remembered.

Dream

I jolted up from bed suddenly and gasped. I looked around and found myself back at home in my bed. The man from the dream was nowhere to be seen. However, the impression he made in said dream was there. He had made an impression even though he hadn't told me much. In fact, the fact that he hadn't told me much was probably why he made such an impression.

I shook the thoughts of what had happened away. It was a dream. People had weird dreams all the time. I was no exception. Yet, somehow, after this extremely weird dream, I'd managed to hang onto a name, a name that wasn't even mentioned in my dream. "Levi."