BPOV
I ran up to Sam and his "gang" ready to rip each and every one of their heads off. "What did you do?" I shouted. "What did you do? What did you do to him?" I shoved against Sam's chest.
"Easy," Sam warned, looking from me to his little group.
"He didn't want this!" I yelled.
"What did we do? What did he do? What'd he tell you?" the boy next to Sam mocked with a cold edge to his voice.
"Both of you. Calm. Down," Sam growled.
I bit my lower lip, anger boiling through me. "He tells me nothing because he's scared of you!" I screamed.
The boys started to laugh, the one who had been yelling at me chuckled, even Sam cracked a smile. This sent me over the edge. My hand clenched into a tight fist and shot out at the guy in front of me. It connected with his cheek, stinging my hand, I knew I'd later have a bruise.
"Bella get back. Paul calm down. Now." This time I listened to Sam, scrambling backwards as the boy started to shake and growl. His body was a blur, his jaw clenched, and the vein in his neck looked like it was about to pop. His eyes held a chill to them I had never seen on anyone before. He started to scare me as he looked down at me for the first time, his eyes meeting mine. His body stopped shaking, dying down to a small quiver. His eyes melted, his fists unclenching, his breathing became normal once again. A relaxed and comforted expression crossed his face. His shoulders slouched a little.
"Paul?" the boy next to him asked, nudging his shoulder a little, confusion masking his face.
Paul shrugged him off, his stare still not leaving mine. "Bella," he whispered.
"Bella!" Another voice yelled from behind me.
I turned and saw Jacob, he jumped over the porch railing and ran to me, jumping across the stream that cut the yard in two. He was then by my side, pushing me behind him. Paul was then growling and shaking again, his teeth exposed to Jacob. I then saw Jake's frame shaking violently, snarls ripping from his chest. "Leave her alone," Jacob growled ferociously.
"Don't tell me what the hell to do, Black!" Paul roared back. The boy next to Paul then came around to me, pulling me away from both boys.
"Don't touch me," I practically yelled, frantic. My hair splayed across my face, my eyes wide as I watched the scene before me. These boys were insane. Fighting, growling, snarling, and violent tremors running through both of them. What happened next seemed to play out in slow motion. I was being pulled toward Billy's house, away from everyone, when a loud rip ran through the air. My head snapped back to the action, witnessing the last thought possible. Jacob was no longer standing there, in his place was a ten foot tall russet brown wolf. A gasp escaped my lips, shock freezing my body. Paul then transformed into a wolf as well, gray fur covering every inch of him. Paul was slightly shorter than Jacob, but was just as vicious.
"Bella? Bella are you alright?" a voice asked me.
My eyes peeled away from the creatures before me, turning back to the boy holding my arm. I then realized I was shaking violently, my knees about to buckle. I tried to muster the words I desperately wanted to say, but my body wouldn't function properly. Thoughts were spinning through my head, a million miles a second. Yes, that's what I had come over to say, but I thought that maybe I was wrong, maybe I was being paranoid. My suspicions were true. Jacob was a werewolf, and apparently so was Paul.
"Bella?" the boy asked again, panic starting to coat his voice.
"I-I," I stuttered. "You're wolves."
As the boy replied, another snarl rumbled followed by snaps and whines. My eyes shot over to the wolves, their bodies wrapped around each other, teeth sinking into flesh, blood dripping down their bodies. I then noticed another wolf stood with them, a taller one. This one was black and looked dangerous, vicious, even more so than the others. The sight of the three of them would give me worse nightmares than the ones I was already receiving.
SPOV
Knock it off, my alpha voice commanded. Now!
Both young wolves sighed and pushed away from each other, their teeth still bared, blood dripping from a few of their fangs.
You're scaring, Bella. You need to change back and get your dumb asses over to Emily's. We all need to talk, I continued.
Jacob and Sam then both looked over their shoulders at the pale brunette girl. Sam? Paul asked, his voice pained. I think-
You imprinted, I said stunned, reading his thoughts for the first time since I transformed.
Jacob's gums pulled back over his teeth once again, a snarl rippling from his chest. I'll kill you!
Jacob. Calm down. Now. I commanded. Paul can't control it.
This is bullshit! What the hell, Paul? You're supposed to be my brother, not-
Jacob, I said stop. That's enough! Both of you report to Emily's and we'll discuss this further. Understand?
Both wolves nodded slightly, their paws digging deep into the dirt in aggravation.
Good. Now get going.
Jake and Paul both turned on their heels, heading deep into the foliage. I glanced back at the few boys that lingered, trying to calm a frantic Bella. I nodded once to Embry, signaling for him to take over, and dashed off after Jacob and Paul.
BPOV
My hands pushed against the hot skin that reached for my arms, trying to stop me from running. Our limbs were entangled, both fighting for different reasons. "Don't touch me!" I shouted, pushing against him. "Get away from me!"
"Bella," Embry's voice cooed. "Bella, I need you to calm down."
"Calm down? Are you seriously trying to tell me to calm down?" I asked infuriated.
Embry put up his hands in surrender and took a step back. "We just want to take you to Emily's to talk."
"I'm not going anywhere with you. I'm going home."
"Come on, Bella. Sam will kill me if you don't come. All we want to do is talk about what happened."
I bit my lip suspiciously, but nodded. "Fine, but I'm driving the truck."
After twists and turns taken with shaky hands, our little group made it over to Emily's to find an awaiting Jacob, Paul, and Sam.
I slowly made my way over to the small cottage, following everyone inside.
"So, why did you want to see me earlier, Bells?" Jake asked, leaning against the counter. "Were you going to profess your undying love to me?" he asked sarcastically, taking a glance at Paul, he acted like nothing had just happened, like he hadn't just transformed into a ten foot wolf.
Paul growled slightly, taking a big bite of his apple.
"No," I replied, looking down at the floor. "I had figured it out."
The room was then completely silent, not even the sound of food being chewed was heard. "How?" Sam asked suddenly. "Did we give something away? Were we obvious?"
I shook my head and looked back at Jake. "You said to think about the legends. That's how I figured out what the...Cullens were."
Jake held my hand and gave me a slight squeeze telling me I was going to be okay. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath trying to clear my mind of Edward.
"I then remembered you said that you descended from wolves. That made me think of the wolves I saw. Which I soon connected back to you."
Sam nodded. "Nice loop hole, Jake," he said sarcastically.
"We won't hurt you like those leeches, though." Paul told me, his jaw clenched.
That hit a nerve. My legs buckled. My head filled with memories. Edward telling me he loved me. His smile. His eyes. Him.
Jake held on to me, making sure I didn't fall. "You sure you're ready for this?" Jake asked someone directly. I opened my eyes. Was he talking to me? Asking if I could handle the secret?8
"I'm older than you, Jake. I'll handle it." Paul replied. Jake's hold on me tightened.
"Just because you're a fucking year older than me, Paul, doesn't mean shit. It took a while for her to be able to just hear their name without her crying and screaming out. And you can't just 'handle' it, you have to take it day by day helping as much as you can but not so much that she gets scared. You have to watch the words you say, the music you play, the smiles you give her, the weather, her dreams, your dreams, the look in your eyes. You have to learn what every single sigh means, when she rolls her eyes, when she bites her lip, when she wears blue, when you talk about the forest. Those are just a handful of little things you have to be careful of or she'll fall apart again and it takes even fucking longer to bring her back to what she was at."
Tears blocked my vision. "Jake?"
"Watch your language in front of her," Paul warned.
Jake rolled his eyes at Paul, but knew his words had hurt me. They always did when it involved the Cullens. He then looked down at me, realizing I was still here in his arms. "I'm so sorry, Bella. Shh. I'm sorry. You're okay."
"Who were you talking to?"
"It's nothing, sweetheart. You'll find out soon enough."
I didn't argue with Jake. I didn't want to. So I let it go.
I nodded and buried my head in his chest.
"Jacob. I'll take her home. I think she's had enough freaky stuff for one day." Paul said. His voice sounded strained, pained.
Paul was taking me home? Why? No. I don't want Paul to take me anywhere. He was one of the people who changed my Jacob.
"No, I'd rather take myself," I told him.
"Bella, you shouldn't be driving. You're shaking more than I was and you're crying. Someone needs to drive you."
"Jake will. Won't you, Jake?" I begged him with my eyes.
"Jacob, Paul. Let me talk to you." Sam ordered.
Jake kissed the top of my head. "I'll be right back," both boys told me.
Each followed Sam a few feet into the trees.
PPOV
Jacob and I walked behind Sam into the trees, going more than just a few feet. Jacob glanced at me, his expression one of pain and anger. He must have hated me, and I didn't blame him. He had every right to. I was stealing the woman he loved more than life. I was taking away his world, and I couldn't even control it. Sam came to a direct halt in front of a big cedar.
"All right. Paul, you're going to let Jacob drive Bella home-"
"No way in hell." I replied.
"Don't interrupt." the alpha ordered. "Jake will take Bella home and officially break up with her. There won't be any secret phone calls, no private visits, no nothing. Do you understand, Jacob?"
Jake looked lost. He was coming apart at the seams.
"I can't do that." Jacob responded.
"You can and you will Jacob." Sam ordered. "Paul lives just for her. It might actually mentally kill him if he's not with her. And we do what's best for our brothers. Jacob this is an order not a request."
"Fine," Jacob replied. "I'll bow down to you like always, Sam."
He then ran away from us, going to hurt Bella.
"He'll do it, Paul. He has no choice."
"What about Bella? I won't be able to control myself if she breaks."
"You have to. You live for her. Remember that."