A/N: I do not own anything except my story and OC. All other characters that resemble characters from Twilight are Meyers. As you can tell, I am not sticking to the books as I am creating my own plot. However, do not you worry vampires will make their appearance. Also to all you ghost readers please leave reviews and follow!

Chapter 3

Paul P.O.V

As I hung up the phone with Emily. I continued laying on the couch staring at the ceiling I let my thoughts go wild. I liked to think of myself as the second best werewolf here next to Sam. Just kidding we all know I am the best. Ever since Jake moved to start his own pack, things changed. I became second in command. I knew it held a lot of responsibility especially as some more boys had been changing since the threat for vampires was still on the rise more than ever. Emily also loved to travel and he always wanted to give in to his imprint. Imprint. That damn word. I knew I was not the best person. I had a temper, I was hot headed, I was sarcastic and did not always follow the rules. The Gods either are trying to test me or are playing some cruel prank on me.

There was a heavy knock on my door. Sighing I got up and opened the door.

"You look very sick I am extremely concerned." He said sarcastically.

I looked around him to see the rest of the pack behind him standing on the grass. They all had their arms crossed and looked angry I just laughed.

"I don't even want to hear your excuse right now there will be a pack meeting tonight and you will tell us all what's been going on."

He turned to walk away. "Well at least I don't scare my girlfriend away that she has to sleep at work with no clothes and has to call another pack member that she trusts."

I knew it was low but hey, it comes with my nature. Sam turned around suddenly and I was waiting to fight him.

"Guess who gets to wait hand and foot on everyone tonight at the meeting."

"It was nice talking Sam but I need to go. Your girlfriend needs some things since she won't be making it home this evening."

I pulled up in my car and parked in the usual spot I took. I walked quickly into the lobby and saw Emily already there waiting. I could smell my imprint. No, not my imprint. I could smell Emily's friend as I dropped a bag off for Emily. She looked at me skeptically but I knew she would not pester me about it.

"I'll be home later this evening I just wanted my scrubs so I could work a little while I was here. Please tell Sam I have a surprise coming home tonight so tell him make sure he and the boys are on their best behavior and I mean top notch gentlemen with manners."

"Em I'm going to need you to repeat that." I take out a pretend note pad and pen and look at her furrowing my eyebrows. "Can you explain what manners are? Is this a new dish you are making tonight?"

She hit me on my shoulder lightly. I gave her a big smile and small wave and quickly walked out. I knew if I stayed any longer, my heart would betray me. I will break this; I cannot be with someone who is so inferior to me.

I decided to go home and take a nap since my evening will be tortured filled. Curse the pack.

My alarm started going off at 7:30 pm. I stretched out listening to the bed frame creak under my weight. I swear one-day this old bed is going to collapse while I am sleeping. I got up and jumped in the shower, I closed my eyes and let the water wash over me allowing my thoughts to slip to the one person I wanted out of my head and heart. I imagine gently washing her frail body. Curse my head I turned and punched the wall. A large whole was in the wall, well ill fix that whenever a few holes here and there never hurt no one.

I got dressed and left the house in a rush. The drive over to Sam's was quick I wish it took longer. I did not want to be the waiter tonight. As I pulled in the driveway, Emily's car was parked in front of the front door, that's weird. I walked into the house and then the scent hit me. I could not be her though; she was in a hospital bed hooked up to so many machines. As I rounded the corner into the living room there, she sat on the recliner curled up with all the Ivs and oxygen still attached but she looked move alive. Some color had returned to her face and she was dressed in actual clothing instead of the hospital gown. I let my eyes travel up and down her body. Shit. She was all bone. The meat on her body had disappeared with the sickness I bet. I caught Sam's gazed and looked at him angrily. He began to stand, I looked back at her, and the anger slowly dissipated. Crap this is not the effect I want her to have on me.

"Well Paul thank you for joining us. This is Jenna a really good friend of Emily and she will be staying with us on and off."

I grimaced of course she would. This is not what I needed. I was trying to break this damn connection.

"Well Paul please do tell us all why you have been faking an illness and avoiding us."

I glared at Sam.

"Well Sam I can't tell anyone anything since she is here."

I looked over at her and my hurt began to hurt a little. She looked like she was about to cry after me being rude to her. No, I do not care.

"Well then that's fair enough. Jenna is pretty much part of the family. Everyone seems to love her especially Seth and Emily adores her so I guess lets tell her everything."

My mouth hung open and I began to shake. HOW DARE SETH.