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Warning: This chapter contains excessive foul language and mild sexual scenes. Don't read this if you are underage or can't handle it.

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Wherever This Path Takes Me

Chapter Two

Fumbling with a hair scrunchie, Leah pulled her medium length hair into a ponytail. Staring at the long list of links on the computer screen, she sighed and rested her cheek in the palm of her hand. Ever since her conversation with Carlisle the night before, Leah had been trying to find out what went on when dogs went into heat.

"Dog may urinate a lot… dog may get cranky… dog may be moody," Leah read aloud before snorting. "Well, hell, I'm all of that on a regular basis."

Most sites she had come across said that how the female dog, or bitch, acted during "their season" usually depended on their personality. A few sites had said that the dog's sex drive would increase which she could definitely attest to. She had been ready to jump on any male that breathed at this point in time, well, one in particular. "Totally embarrassing," she murmured, remembering what had happened before she had left the Cullen's the night before.

"So, Leah, everything good?" Seth asked when Leah returned from the kicthen, attracting Jacob's attention as well. "What did Dr. Cullen say?"

"Something to be talked about in private," she responded, running a hand through her hair, "I'll tell you later."

Seth shrugged. "Sit down, Nahuel was telling us about South America," he said with a grin.

Looking over at the male her brother was referring to, Leah felt her heart plummet into her stomach. He was absolutely stunning. His almost honey-colored eyes bore into her and made her knees feel like jelly, they made her heart nearly burst through her chest. She had never seen such a beautiful man before; never felt so attracted to a man before. A warmth rushed over her and settled in the pit of her belly as her cheeks burned with a blush. The warmth worked its way from her belly to her lower regions and she unconsciously clenched her thighs together.

"Um… Leah?" Jacob called out.

Snapping from her improper thoughts, she looked over at her Alpha with wide eyes. "I… I need some air," she said and rushed out of the door and to the Durango. "Oh my God, what the fuck was that?" she whispered as she climbed into the driver's seat. Leah was in no way a virgin but she had never felt a sexual attraction to any man as deep has she had for Nahuel. Just looking at him threw her into a frenzy and made her want to throw herself at him right in front of everyone.

"Hey, Leah, are you alright?" Jacob asked, appearing beside the truck. "What was that back there? Did you just imprint on Nahuel?"

Shaking her head, Leah placed a trembling hand on her chest. "No, that was not imprinting, Jake," she mumbled, trying to calm herself. "That was nothing but," she began and dropped her voice a little lower, "pure, unadulterated lust."

"Lust?" Jake queried with a quirked brow before smirking. "Oh! You want to jump his bones, eh?"

"Could you shut up?" Leah whispered frantically. "They are vampires! They can hear you!"

Jacob chuckled softly. "Sorry but this is completely hilarious."

"I'm glad my misfortune is so amusing to you," she grumbled and fell back against the seat. "What the hell am I supposed to do? I can't face him like this!"

Frowning, Jacob shrugged his massive shoulders and leaned against the Durango. "Don't know what to tell you, Leah, 'cept suck it up and get back in there," he said. "Or, you could just run away and not come back here until he's gone. He knows about the treaty, he won't cross the line."

Sighing, Leah ran a hand down her face. "I can't face him without wanting to jump all over him, it took all my willpower just to hightail it out of there," she said and stared at the steering wheel. "Now I know Carlisle's theory is partly correct."

"Theory?" Jacob asked.

"Carlisle seems to think that I'm going into 'heat' because my body is preparing itself for the arrival of my imprintee," she said. "But I didn't imprint on Nahuel, I just want to fuck him senseless. So, I've gone into 'heat' but I have absolutely no idea why."

"That… is very, very disturbing," Jacob murmured and shuddered. "Well, maybe after this heat thing is over and you've… 'fucked him senseless', for lack of a better phrase, you'll imprint on him."

"I don't know, I've got to get out of here, though," she said and started the car. "Tell Seth that Mom wants him to come home tonight, okay?"

"Sure," Jacob said and sighed, backing away from the car. "Can't avoid this forever, you know?"

"Yeah, yeah," she grumbled as she pulled out of the Cullens' driveway and headed home. Nahuel crossed her mind again; the rich brown color of his skin, the sensuality of his eyes, his entire presence. A shiver ran through her and she felt that familiar heat in her nether regions. Suddenly, images of the things she wished she could do to him filled her head and she groaned. "Fuck it all," she grumbled and shook her head, keeping her eyes trained on the road. She was acting like a wild animal. No, she was acting like a bitch in heat.

Groaning, Leah sat back in the computer chair and closed her eyes, the image of Nahuel burned into her retinas. "So, I am in heat," she grumbled and sat up straight, staring at the computer screen. "But I have not imprinted. So, Carlisle was partly right but if Jacob's right then Carlisle was completely right. Ugh! This is driving me crazy!"

There was a knock on her door and her mother poked her head into Leah's room. "Leah, Dr. Cullen called and said he'd like to do a few more tests," she said, brushing some dark strands of hair behind her ear. "He wanted to know when you'd be able to drop by and I told him you'd head right on over because you weren't doing anything else."

Leah groaned for the umpteenth time. "Why on Earth would you do that Ma?" she asked, scowling at her mother.

"Don't use that tone with me, young lady," Sue replied. "I don't care if you are PMSing or not."

"Sorry, Mom," she replied in a defeated tone. "Do I have to go over there right now?"

"Yes." The finality in Sue's tone left no room for discussion and Leah begrudgingly got off of her rear end.

Carlisle had done a few more tests just to see how her body was reacting. She seemed to be the same as any other menstruating girl, especially her attitude. In the past thirty minutes she had been sitting in front of Carlisle, she had cried, yelled, and joked. Needless to say, she had put the doctor on edge. Brushing her hair behind her ear, Leah made her way down the stairs and tried to get out of the house as quickly as she could.

"Pardon me, Leah, I believe your name was," a deep voice said. "Could I speak with you?"

Turning to her left, Leah saw Nahuel standing a few feet away. "I'm kind of in a hurry," she lied in hopes of getting away from the man that was driving her wild. Nahuel took a few steps closer causing Leah to get a little antsy and fidget with the hem of her shirt. "I have somewhere I need to be and… and I shouldn't waste time."

"It will only take a moment, I promise," he replied calmly. Leah wondered if he was trying to seduce her; making his voice deeper and looking at her through his thick, dark lashes seductively. Or could she possibly have been imagining it? "Could we step outside?"

Melting, Leah nodded and followed him out of the house and onto the grass. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked, trying to keep her voice level. Her lower half was on fire and her knees felt like jelly, she didn't know how she was keeping herself from falling over. "Could we make this quick?"

Nahuel nodded his head. "Yes, I'll try to keep this brief," he murmured, shoving his hands into the pockets of his slacks. "Yesterday, you acted strangely when you looked at me," he began, stopping just short of the forest and turning to look at her. "It caused odd feelings within me and to calm them I feel that I have to ask why. So, why were you acting so strangely?"

Biting onto her bottom lip, Leah tried to think of a way to answer his question without allowing him to read too much into it. She made the mistake of glancing up at his face and into his eyes; her heart began to race. "Nahuel, are you a particularly sensual person?" she asked, nearly blanching at her sudden boldness. "Have you ever acted on pure, raw passion?" she asked him before she could stop herself. It was like word vomit, the questions left her before she even had time to think.

"I beg your pardon?" he murmured. "I'm not quite sure I know what you're asking."

Taking a step closer to him, she looked up at him through her lashes and let her fingers brush against his arm. "Have you ever fuc--"

"Leah!" Jacob called from the house, cutting her statement off and drawing the attention of both individuals.

"Your heart is racing," Nahuel said softly and Leah nearly jumped away from him, her cheeks tinting a rosy color. "Are you alright?"

"No, I don't think I am," she mumbled and quickly made her way towards Jacob. "Thank God you came when you did," she whispered to him when she reached him. "I was making a complete fool out of myself."

"He seemed to be enjoying it," Jacob replied, his mood particularly sour.

Quirking an eyebrow, Leah watched as he stared at Nahuel with dark eyes. "What's wrong with you?" she asked with a hand on her hip and a frown on her lips. "Now you're acting strange," she added before shaking her head and giving a heavy sigh. "I've gotta get away from this house, just tell Carlisle to call me when he gets his results."

"Alright, I'll talk to you later, okay?" Jacob said and smiled at her.

Leah stared at him like he had grown another head. "Maybe you should get Carlisle to take a look at you too," she murmured as she made her way to her truck, glancing back at him over her shoulder. She stopped when she noticed he had gone back to staring at Nahuel with a frown on his lips. Looking over at Nahuel, she blushed when she saw that he was giving her an intense look.

Climbing into the Durango, Leah made her way back to her house as fast as she could. Once she arrived home, she immediately headed for the shower and turned the water to ice cold. She yelped when the water hit her skin and curled her toes but braved it. "You have got to get a hold on yourself, girl," she grumbled, thinking back to the encounter she had with Nahuel. "Why was Jake acting so weird?" she asked herself, frowning when she pictured that look he had on his face. When she thought of the last look Nahuel gave her, shivers ran through her entire body. Leaning against the shower wall, she slowly slid to the floor and pulled her legs to her chest.

The intense, sexual feelings she had for Nahuel were like none she had ever had before. Just thinking of him made heat rush to her lower half and she was curling her toes again before she knew it. "Ugh, I thought cold showers were supposed to help," she grumbled to herself and she clenched her eyes shut. Biting her bottom lip, she tentatively slid her hand between her legs before quickly retracting it. "No, you will not get carried away, Leah Clearwater," she murmured and balled her hands up into fists. "You do not know anything about this guy and your ready to just jump into bed with him?" she said to herself. He's so damn gorgeous, she thought before shaking her head and trying to get rid of the mental images that were forming. "Fuck it all," she said and gave in, slipping her hand back between her legs and pushing her head back against the shower wall.

Once she was threw with her shower, Leah clothed herself in her pajamas and crawled into her bed. Pulling the covers around her, she sighed and stared at her wall. "What are you going to do now, Leah?" she whispered before closing her eyes and falling into a restless sleep.

"Leah, sweetie!" her mother called up the stairs. "I have something I want you to take to Dr. Cullen for me."

Groaning, Leah buried her head into her pillow and tried to drown out her mother's voice. She did not want to even hear the name Cullen or even think about going over there while Nahuel was in town. Pulling herself out of bed, she grabbed a sweatshirt and pulled it on over her tank-top. She was going to drop off whatever it was her mother wanted her to take over there and then come right back home. Adjusting her shorts, she slipped her feet into a pair of tennis shoes and hurried down the stairs.

"Ma! What do you want me to take over there?" she asked.

"This, I wanted to give Dr. Cullen some money for doing those tests on you," she said and handed her daughter a white envelope. "Tell me I will not take 'no' for an answer."

Leah sighed. "Alright, Ma."

"And tell that brother of yours I expect him here for dinner," she added as Leah grabbed her keys and made her way to the door. "Did you hear me?"

"Yes, Ma, I'll be right back," she said and exited the house. Why did all mothers have to nag so much? Climbing into her truck, she made her way to the Cullens' house with a sour look on her face. She did not want to go there, she did not even want to get out of bed. Her dreams had been amazing and, embarrassingly enough, she had woken up to nearly drenched panties.

Pulling into the Cullens' driveway, she saw Emmett and Seth outside playing catch with a football. Hopping out of the car, she quickly walked into the house and looked around the blonde doctor so she could hurry up and leave.

"Ah, Leah, good to see you," Carlisle said after stepping out of the kitchen. "I got your results, sadly, there's no change. Anything new to report?"

Shaking her head, Leah pulled the envelope from her pocket. "Ma wanted you to have this, she said she will not take 'no' for an answer," she said and handed him the envelope. "Just take it so I don't have to hear her complain when I get home."

Carlisle laughed. "Alright, alright. Mothers can be good at nagging."

Leah scoffed. "My mother holds the title."

"Are you alright, Leah?" Carlisle asked. "You seem a bit sullen."

Shrugging, Leah gave a soft sigh. "Things have been a bit hectic for me, Doc," she murmured before a loud thud reached their ears. With wide eyes, Leah turned around and made her way to the door only to see Emmett looking a body-shaped indent in the door of her truck. "Are you fucking kidding me? Emmett!"

Emmett gave her a sheepish look. "Hey, Rose and I can have this fixed in no time!"

"No time better be five fucking minutes!" she growled with a scowl on her face. "Do you guys have to be so goddamn reckless?"

"Hey, I'll fix it alright! I'm gonna need more than five minutes though," he said and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"How long?"

"A couple days?"

"A couple days!" Leah cried out.

"It'll look brand new, I promise!" Emmett replied with a grin.

"It better looking fucking showcase worthy!" she hollered before clenching her fists. "Ugh, I need some fucking air," she grumbled and stalked off into the forest, wanting to punch some trees. "I ought to kill that prick," she muttered to herself, slamming her fist into a tree. Crying out, she cradled it against her chest and swore loudly.

"You should calm yourself."

Turning around, she saw Nahuel standing not to far off. "This really isn't the time, okay?"

Nahuel nodded. "I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he said and walked over to her, taking her hand into his delicately. "Your hand should be fine, just a little aching."

"Thank you, Dr. Nahuel," she retorted, eliciting a laugh from him that caused her to shiver.

"Are you always this genial?" he asked with amusement dancing in his eyes.

Leah gave a small smile. "Depends," she replied with a shrug.

"On?" he asked, his voice seeming much huskier than before.

Had he gotten closer? Leah couldn't tell, she was caught up in his musky, earthy scent. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and she was sure her legs had liquefied. "What?" she asked, having completely lost her train of thought as she avoided looking him in the eye.

"Are you a particularly sensual person, Leah?" he asked, throwing her words back in her face. "Have you ever acted on pure, raw passion?"

"No," she whispered airily.

"Neither have I," he replied, giving a low, almost animalistic, growl in the back of his throat. His mouth descended on hers as he pulled her body flush against his and cradled the back of her head. Leah couldn't even fight the passion that was nearly bursting from her as she threw her arms around his neck. The hand on her lower back slipped underneath her sweatshirt and his cold fingertips against her skin caused her to gasp and arch her body into his. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she moaned ever so slightly, causing another growl to escape him. There was no turning back now, she didn't know if she could stop herself anymore. Nahuel's lips trailed kisses down her neck and she gave an airy moan as she clung to him.

The padding of paws against the forest ground caught her attention and she quickly detached herself from Nahuel. He growled in protest and she gave him an apologetic look. "Not here, not like this," she whispered and he nodded, disappearing just as Seth burst through the trees. "S-Seth, what are you doing here?" she asked and he nudged her back slightly. "What?" she asked, slightly confused. "You're gonna take me home?"

The hulking form nodded his head and she gave a slight, albeit disappointed, smile as she climbed onto his back. The trip home was silent and quick, she found herself having to take yet another cold shower that did absolutely nothing when she got home.

"Fuck me sideways," she grumbled as she fell onto her bed and tried to go to sleep.

I particularly liked this chapter. Of course, I have to slow down on the passion building between Nahuel and Leah, they are jumping into things kind of quickly. This is why the interruptions keeping coming about. Well, I hope you enjoy this and give me some feedback.