Bella and Who?
This is a story I have had rattling around in my head for a while, I can't seem to get it out of there so I decided to write it and see if you all like it. It is a story of Bella and Quil Sr., yes Quil Jr.'s grand father. It isn't a story of a dirty old man just wanting in a pretty young things pants, it will show the magic of the wolves.
Let me know if it is worth continuing.
Chapter 1
Old Quil's POV
These young pups today don't have any idea how old I really am. If they knew the truth it would scare the hell out of them. I was the youngest wolf in the last pack, I was the last one to phaze, they all think I'm around 60, that's a laugh, try 95. I was there when the Cullen's and Jacob Black's great grandfather, Ephraim Black made the treaty that still holds today. I still feel young in my heart, the pack today don't know the wonders and joys that await them. Yes, there is a lot of responsibility that comes with being in the pack, but the rewards are worth it, especially the imprinting. I actually imprinted three times, my first two wives died of illnesses and accidents the third of old age. After I stopped phazing we began to age. All three of my wives were beautiful amazing women, and I loved them all. The pack today thinks imprinting takes your choices away, it doesn't it leads you to the right choice, the perfect woman, perfect for you the woman that you are meant to be with. When the love fills you so full there is no room for anything else, and the sex, yes the sex, I remember the amazing sex. The wolves are very gifted, if you know what I mean. Sam understands, he has Emily, Jared with Kim, Quil, my grandson, not so much but when he imprints he will understand.
I don't understand why Jacob Black didn't imprint on Isabella Swan, he has loved her since they were children, although she keeps telling him the she only loves him like a brother. Poor kid, he has it bad and thought that the imprint would help him but no dice, no imprint. No imprint they are not meant to be. I don't know her, she is Charlie Swan's daughter, Charlie is a friend of mine and is Chief of Police in Forks, Washington, he also has jurisdiction in LaPush, the reservation where I live. Yes, I'm a Native American; I have lived on the rez my entire life. Anyway, Charlie brags about Bella, she prefers Bella, all the time, Bella is so smart, Bella is so kind, Bella is so gentle, Bella is such a good cook, Bella is such a good house keeper, Bella works and goes to school, Bella is soooo hot, (Charlie didn't say that I did, I'm old not dead). Bella will be graduating tomorrow with honors, almost a perfect GPA, and she will be going away to college. Charlie will be a sad, lonely, man when she leaves, he adores that girl, the last two years are the happiest I have ever seen him, except maybe when he and Renee were first married. When Renee left him and took Bella, she took his heart, his happiness, When Bella moved back to Forks to live with Charlie, his happiness moved back in. They had a bit of a rough patch a few months back when Edward Cullen left. Charlie was really worried about Bella then, he practically had to force feed her for a while but then she started spending time with Jacob and Charlie said things got better. I see her from time to time driving by on her to or from the Black house, Billy and Jake are really attached to the girl and both were hoping that Jake would imprint on her, but he didn't.
Charlie was hoping too, yes Charlie knows about the wolf pack. He has spent the biggest part of his life here on the rez with Billy Black and Harry Clearwater; they were a trio to be reckoned with when they were young. Charlie was not born Quileute but his soul is Quileute.
I am out working in my garden when Bella's old rattletrap truck go by she is headed out to see Jake. Probably taking him and Billy something to eat, they tell me the girl can really cook; I would not have any first hand knowledge of that. By the time I get to their house the two of them have eaten whatever she has brought. Someday I'll catch her on her way to their house and get something to eat from her. Sue Clearwater says Bella is the best cook she knows and that is high praise, Sue owns the diner.
It is only about fifteen minutes and I hear Bella's truck coming back, when I look up she is having trouble steering, she pulls over on the side of the road and slides to a stop. I can see her leaning against the steering wheel I rush over to check on her. I yank open the truck door and she practically falls out of the truck into my arm, "Bella, what's wrong?"
She is sobbing so hard she is shaking all over, her face is wet with tears as I brush her hair back from her face, she cries, "He doesn't want me either." It is really heartbreaking to see her like this.
"Who doesn't want you, sweetheart?" I ask.
"Jake! First Edward and now Jake neither one of them want me or love me." She sobs, "Jake doesn't even want to be my friend ant more."
"They are idiots." I growl, "Any man would be lucky to have a beautiful girl like you." I put my finger under her chin and tilt her head up to look into her eyes. Oh shit, I just imprinted on her. I'm too damned old to do stupid shit like that. How can this happen? She is just a baby compared to me, but I know what an imprint feels like and I just imprinted.
"Bell, sweet girl, it's going to be okay. Come into my house, we'll have some tea and talk, you have a friend, me."
"But Mr. Ateara I shouldn't impose on you, I'll just go home, Dad will be back soon."
"Bella, your dad is fishing with Harry; they could be out all night. Call your dad and leave a message that you're at my house. He will call when he gets home, its okay baby girl, and it's going to be okay."