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thelighteninggirl: Yep, I get why you would think that but I usually go with the whole 'once imprinted, there's no going back' thing which implies that he just really can't help it like you interpreted. To him, Rachel was making his imprint uncomfortable and that's all that mattered but yes, there is another reason why he behaved that way. :)
Twin68: Thanks! No Rachel won't be whiny. Of course there will be a confrontation but it won't take too long since this is a short story so yeah.
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Chapter 4
With the call Kat returned to earth and promised him to return home immediately.
Paul was listening and didn't like it.
"I..ermm..I have to go. My dad's worried." She said looking at him and not liking the frown that had embraced his face.
Paul's eyebrows shot up when he felt her small hands fumble around his shorts. He looked at her in question and watcher her blush.
"err…your phone." She said holding it up after taking it from his pocket.
He looked at her in confusion.
"To save my number."
He grinned and took it from her unlocking it and giving it back to her.
She quickly saved her number and called herself.
"My name is Katrina." She smiled as she offered him her hand.
He smiled big. Katrina. He liked it.
"Paul." He smiled and shook her hand.
"Ok. Well, bye, Paul. I need to go home before dad comes looking for me. I'll call you." She said as she tried to move away; tried because he didn't let go of her hand.
"No."
"What?"
"Don't go."
"I.. I kinda have to but you have my number and we can get together later." She said tilting her head.
He frowned but knew he couldn't exactly keep her. For now.
"Let me drive you."
"Oh, that isn't necessary. I drove here." She said jingling her keys only to have them snatched.
"I'll drive." His tone leaving no room for argument.
She shrugged and followed him. He unlocked and the car beeped and he took her to it.
He looked at the plate and raised his brow.
"Seattle?"
"Yeah."
He nodded as he opened the door and buckled her up making her blush.
She didn't know why she allowed him to do that but she liked that he was doing it.
They sat silently. Both stealing glances at each other and blushing and smiling when they caught each other…Until they reached the house she gave him directions to.
"You live here?" He asked surprised.
"This was my grandparents' home." She said smiling and looking at the house.
The car halted harshly and Kat stumbled forward.
"You're Chris and Olivia Townsend's granddaughter?" He asked his eyes wide.
"Yeah..is that a bad thing?" She asked after taking in his reaction.
"You are Robert's daughter?" He asked almost fearfully.
"Yeah, why?" She frowned.
He didn't get a chance to answer as her dad came out to see what was taking her so long.
He stopped short when he saw she wasn't alone.
She felt Paul tense and exhale before opening the door to get out. She did the same.
She watched as her dad's face turned from confused to incredulous.
"Paul..Good Lord! You haven't changed at all!"
Kat watched her father grin as he came forward to greet Paul who offered a grimace of a smile.
And that's when it clicked.
This was Paul…Paul Lahote.. the best friend dad was talking about; the one getting married, the one whose wedding she was here to attend.
She felt the air being knocked out of her. She gasped as she felt her throat closing up. She shot him a look of betrayal while he looked at her worried and concerned.
She was vaguely aware of her dad calling to her and her mom rushing out as well but she had eyes only for Paul who had crouched down next to her.
She realized she had fallen and her dad was cradling her.
Everything turned fuzzy.
She felt more than saw her dad go rigid before he looked at her and then Paul and that's when hell broke loose.
Her dad had let her go and her mom laid her head in her lap while he cursed Paul and pushed and shoved him while Paul continued to look at her.
The further away he got the worse Kat seemed to get and her mom was crying and she wanted to soothe her but her vision was getting blurrier.
Once again she felt more than saw, Paul coming towards her. He picked her up and held her close. Gradually she started to calm down. Her breathing was returning to normal. She kept her eyes closed even though she could hear her father asking him to let her go and get out.
She heard her mom say something to him after which he stayed quiet.
Slowly, she returned to normal. All the while, he cradled her and kept her face close to his and peppered her face with small, delicate kisses. She could only imagine what that would be doing to her dad and the thought made her giggle as well as his breath which tickled her neck.
He stopped for a second to gaze at her and smile before the moment was broken by her dad's voice.
"We need to talk, Lahote, after you let my daughter go."
Kat clutched his shoulders tighter and he held her to him. It was obvious he had no intention of letting her go.
Robert was about to say something but was cut off by the same guy who was at the beach.
"It won't end well for either of them if you try and separate them right now. The first few days are especially hard. It will hurt them both. Try and understand for the sake of your daughter."
Kat was confused by the words. She watched as her dad cursed again which surprised her since he never did but he was now as he tugged on his hair.
"This is why I left! This is why I never wanted to come back! But no! I did come back! And look where that's got me! Why you? Why her? Do you even know how much younger she is? And you? You are my age!" Robert was fuming. This shouldn't have happened. His dad had warned him against the rules of the Elders that there was a chance he might phase. He had obviously known the legends but he was determined not to let his life be spoiled especially after watching it happen to Sam who stood here now.
It was crazy how they looked almost the same as they did all these years back. Robert definitely maintained himself and looked younger than his age but nowhere near as young and fit as these guys were.
And to have none other than Paul, the notorious player and bad boy imprint on his daughter! How? Why? Why would the spirits to that to him? To her! She was just a child!
He was fuming but he did know that if he tried to separate them, both of them would hurt. It was crazy. He had heard stories of how way back one of the earlier wolves from previous pack had tried to deny the imprint which had led almost to the death of the girl while the man had gone berserk until he accepted it and then never let her go out of his sight. Separation literally kills them both.
The spirits played a hard and fast one on him. His parents would be laughing in their graves. He was now tied to this place because his daughter was.
AN: How was it? Any guesses on the Rachel situation?
