A/N: I'm not knocking Stephenie Meyer's work. I loved all 4 books. But I found the Nessie thing a little strange, it just didn't sit right with me. So I've created an OC to be with Jacob. No flames please. I'm really pleased with the way this story in sounding in my head. I hope you all like it. Oh, and by the way, the title Pan-Were, means someone who can take more than just one form on animal. Like if Jacob could turn into a Mountian Lion as well as a Wolf. I really hope you all enjoy it. And if not, oh well. Thanks Goddess-of-the-Moon19.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except for any OC and this story. Everything else is the brilliant work of Mrs. Meyer.
(flashback) (personal thoughts)
Chapter 1: One Night Only
Wind blew the scent of the blonde demon on the ground into the hidden face of Veronica Tyler. The strong smell burned her eyes, but she remained unmoved on the limb that she had been perched on for the last 5 hours. She had been watching the large white house on the other side of the river all night it seemed, but now she had finally hit the jack pot.
The little bitch hasn't caught my scent yet. Ha! She'll regret the day that she messed with my family. The woman thought as she silently moved into a deadly crouch. It would take seconds to change and then there would be no hope for the little blonde blood sucker.
His breathing was the only sound in the air as his large paws silently crushed the bright leaves on the forest floor. He threw himself through the rich smelling tress as if being chased by the demons of hell. But they were nothing compared to the hot rage burning in the demons of his mind.
I'll kill him! That damn leech! The rage burned in his gut as he thought over the events of the night.
He has swallowed his pride and gone to Bella's wedding. He had to admit, she was beautiful as she eased down the aisle. Her smile had shown brightly for Edward and only Edward. A spike of jealousy made him turn away from the happiness in her face. That made him look toward the end of the aisle, at Edward. The look on the vampire's face made Jacob feel guilty for his jealousy. Edward's eyes glowed molten amber as if he would cry if the hardness of his face allowed him.
Jacob's escape from Forks had nothing to do with the actual wedding. Her words afterward were the true problem
Her words didn't quite sink into his brain. "It's not going to be a fake honeymoon." She had defended herself.
He mulled her words over in his mind, and then the switch flipped; a light came on...
He shook away the memory of his anger and gave himself another burst of speed, his legs pushing hard against the soft earth. He ran for hours until he came to a stop on the outskirts of Seattle. He phased back into his human form and he quickly pulled his battered shorts over his nakedness before stepping out of the circle of trees. He allowed his memories to surface as he wandered around the city, getting deeper with every step.
Her lips were soft against his own as she kissed him back. Shock had his hands clutching her closer, as his tongue snaked out to stroke the seam of her lips. In his head he could see two black headed children playing around Bella's legs as she smiles brightly at him with her hand on her full belly.
Suddenly, a haunting melody catches his attention; pulling him from his fantasy. A tantalizing scent that he can't place, draws him in further. He enters the bar and his eyes are immediately drawn to the stage. The woman standing behind the microphone had alabaster skin that highlighted the blue dress that clung to her ever curve and floated to a stop just above her knees.
As she began to sing, his eyes snapped up to her face, which was framed in glistening black locks. But it was her eyes that held his attention. Bright emeralds branded his skin and stripped his soul bare.
"You want all my love and my devotion
You want my loving song right on the line
I have no doubt that I could love you forever
The only trouble is, you really don't have the time
You've got one night only
One night only
That's all you have to spare
One night only
Let's not pretend to care
One night only
Come baby come on
One night only
We only have til dawn"
He stood frozen in place. It was all he could do to remain on his feet. The sorrow in her voice echoed the sorrow of his mind.
"In the morning this feeling will be gone
It has no chance going on
Something so right has got no chance to live
So let's forget about time
This one night I will give
One night only
One night only
You give me only one
One night only
Then you'll have to run
One night only
One night only
There's nothing more to say
One night only
What's in the way?
One night only"
The applause shook him awake. The woman on the stage smiled as she stepped down and out of the spot light. He watched her graceful decent to the bar. His hand itched to touch her face. He ached to rush over and confess his feelings and make her his. But he resisted the urge, trying not to scare her. He would take it slow.
Veronica waited for the right moment, when the bitch's back was turned and then she launched herself from the tree. As she flew through the air, she felt her body change and her vision blurred briefly. Then she was on top of the leech that had just been standing.
Rosalie's POV
That stupid Emmett. He always sides with Edward. Sometimes I think he doesn't love me as much as he used too. At least I deserve more attention. She had been caught up in her own thoughts when a large weight from behind slammed her into the ground. Had she been a human, she would have broken her arm as she caught herself.
The first thought that had gone through her mind blamed Emmett. But as she drew in a breath to yell at him, she caught a delicious scent that had nothing to do with him.
Normal POV
Veronica wanted to gloat and take her time killing the blood sucker, but with its family so close, she'd barely be able to burn it. She used the sharp claws of her current form to rip the arm she had in her grasp away with a sickening ripping.
When Rosalie took another breath to scream, the sound was cut off by claws like daggers cutting across her graceful throat. All she could make was a gurgle that would bring no one. But this would not kill her. She rolled quicker than the human eye could catch and she tore with her good arm at her assailant. She had faced Mountain Lions before, but this was different. It was as strong as she was.
Veronica smiled as she had the leech where she wanted her. She growled low in her throat as she quickly moved in for the kill.
A/N:Cliffy! Hope you enjoyed please post a review!