not many reviewed the last chapter, but I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll cut you all some slack and update again anyway! We might find out who our mystery man is tonight, ladies and gents, stick with me.

For the purpose of getting the story started, it's in a third person ish view, but that may change later in the chapters. Also, keep in mind that this isn't fragile Bella who was too quiet for life. This is my Bella.

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Not in Kansas was right. She'd met only three of the wolves before she took off and hadn't been back or been in touch with anyone but Charlie since then. And he didn't know about the wolves.

She wondered just how many of them there were, and who this one was, but his curiosity got to him first.

"So, how does someone like you wind up in a place like this?" He offered her another cigarette when she put the one they'd shared out. She took it, but placed it behind her ear for now.

"What, 'young and beautiful' doesn't fit your description of who should be a stripper?"

He chuckled behind his own cigarette, and nodded. "Point taken."

"I'm here to get through college and decide where I want to spend the rest of my life." She offered. That's all the explanation he was going to get out of her and if he thought that she was going to quit because of his imprint, he was sorely mistaken. Speaking of….

She needed a shot and a Jack&Coke to chase it with. She expressed her wants to him and he responded, "You can have whatever you'd like, but in return I'd like to see you dance for me some before we get unto this heavy stuff."

She decided he was right. She took his money and went to get them both drinks from her favorite bartender. "Two Jack and Cokes and three shots on the side please," Elisabeth winked at her before turning away to get those. Bella knew he would need two shots to her one and he probably still wouldn't feel it.

Ooh she liked this song, she thought as she waited on her beverages, shaking her booty to the beat.

"So you got the hottie who's been real flighty about picking a girl to spend the night with him, huh?" Stacey's voice cut into her good mood, causing her to lose tempo and slide back off the bar to level with the female.

"Yeah, actually, I did. From now on, he needs to be sent directly to me the minute he hits that door or sent back out of it if I'm not here, got me?" She doubted he'd ever come here without her here, or to any other club for that matter. Bella'd been told by her customers that no one else around compared, which she attributed to dance lessons and staying in shape while having enough meat on her bones to shake. Still, her customers sometimes came for other girls in the club.

Which pissed her off, because no one fucks with her money. It usually wasn't worth the fight, so fuck it.

But this wolf…. She'd bet she'd never have to worry about. Especially not after the imprint.

Bella tuned back in as Stacey huffed and left, realizing that Bella had tuned her whiney voice out.

Bella shook her head while shoving a twenty into Elisabeth's top. She winked at her in thanks before handing over the drinks, and Bella walked back to the VIP rooms.

She passed Peter who said "He bought you for the next 4 hours," as she passed. She nodded at him in approval and kept going until she got to the door.

She came in and set the drinks down. "Let me do my shot and I can dance for a little while," she raised her shot glass with him and threw it back. The liquid burned but it was so rewarding when the warmth spread, making her feel fuzzy.

She proceeded to dance for him for the next 30 minutes, just fucking around really. She practiced some pole tricks that she'd only done a few times before, alternated between dancing in front of him and dancing on him, much to his enjoyment.

He enjoyed seeing her content and just messing around. The wolf was content just to be in her presence, though he wouldn't mind getting his pants and her panties—more like scraps—out of the way for the trick she was doing now. She had him straddled reverse with her ass in his hands and she moved up and down like she was riding his dick. At the same time, she swiveled her ass in a circle, rocking one him up before the other and repeating again going down.

As the song ended, he pulled her down to sit in his lap, growing slightly more serious.

"Kind of late to do this shit the right way, seeing as I've already felt how big your dick is through those jeans. But we'll do it anyways." She took a deep draw off of her now lit cigarette before offering her name to him, "Bella Swan, and you are?"

He took the cigarette, "Seth Clearwater, pleased to meet you, ass included." He emphasized this by sliding a big hand under her and squeezing.

So this was the girl Jacob had been in love with… Huh. He couldn't imagine Jacob being into her, seeing as he was more of a homey settled down by 9 pm kind of guy.

"I was a different girl back then." She offered and he realized he must have said that out loud. He apologized and she winked at him, "No worries, it really was an entirely different time for me."

"So, Leah's brother? She's gonna get a kick out of this one." Of course would connect with, with such similar pasts. However, Leah had ditched the boys as well when Seth phased and it was time for her to go to college. The most interaction they had over the last year was video chats, so Seth didn't know any of her friends. He'd have to talk to her about this one.

"So you know..?"

"About your ability to spontaneously explode into a wolf?" He chuckled. "Yes, and?"

"And imprinting?" He prompted her, squeezing her ass again. "How do you feel about that, Sin?"

"Can't be too bad, it seems we're on the winning side of things this time," she winked at him, then got quiet and serious. "Unless you have a girlfriend? Because I won't be that woman. I already know what that's like."

Seth laughed and shook his head. "Nope, no girlfriend. After knowing Leah's story and how bad it hurt her, I couldn't do that to anyone. I chose not to settle down."

"Good, because you're mine now, wolf. And we're going to be one hell of a good thing together."

"Are we now?" He raised an eyebrow above beautiful eyes that seemed to see into her soul.

"You bet your damn fine ass, Clearwater."

So how's that for ya? Let me know what you think.

Reminder, for the purpose of this story Leah never phased. I wouldn't subject any woman to living in 8 teenage boy's perverted minds. Especially not her brother's. Also, Harry isn't dead.

Toodles, B.