AN:/ Ok, ok, ok. I'm really sorry I took so long posting this next chapter but I'm going to make it up to you I promise. Right now. First of all I have two stories I would like to recommend. The first is Broken, a Quil and Claire story, I don't usually like Quil and Claire stories but his one is awesome, it starts out sad but it gets good I promise. The second one is Coming Full Circle for all you Jacob and Bella lovers. Actually even if you don't like Jacob I think you can appreciate this one it is so well written. You can find them under my favorites. Also I have a new story. I'm not really sure about it and I might remove it but the first four chapters are up so let me know what you think. It still needs a lot of work, it's a very rough draft, I'm just tinkering with the idea. Also this story will start out in Jared's POV but it will alternate throughout the story so hopefully it's not too confusing but I want you to know what both characters are feeling and thinking without having to backtrack too much.

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Chapter 4

JPOV

I wasn't sure how to deal with this. This was a whole new ball game.

I had a lot of experience with girls, but I had never, and I do mean never been nervous around any of them. I know most guys get nervous with girls, but I never did. It just felt natural to me.

Kim is the first girl who has ever made me nervous.

Although in my defense I have plenty to be nervous about.

First of all we were about to walk into my house and I was nervous. A fact that made me even more nervous because I wasn't use to being nervous.

Ok that logic is a little convoluted, but whatever.

Then the whole lunch thing had really caught me off guard and made me anxious. It was more than obvious that she had heard all the stupid rumors and gossip surrounding Sam just by the way she said his name.

And the look she had given me? Not good.

And worse yet, I was pretty sure that if she hadn't yet she was soon to hear the new rumors, not only surrounding Sam but also his……what were they calling us? Oh right!

Sam's gang.

The rumors hadn't spread far yet, but they would. Soon they would be all over Lapush. Just like when had Sam disappeared. I remember what that was like. Everyone had been talking about it and they were about to start talking again. Only this time it was going to include Paul, me, and anyone else who joined us.

There were rumors swirling that we were some kind of gang or cult or something. Even drugs had been mentioned. Apparently "drugs" were the reason Sam had disappeared and now he was trying to recruit people to join him.

It was absolute bullshit. It made me so angry. It was hard not to shift.

I saw the look on her face when I admitted being friends with Sam, I had desperately wanted to defend him, but unfortunately I couldn't do that if I wasn't going to tell her the truth, not without making it sound like I really was brainwashed and part of a cult or on drugs.

It would make her nervous and I couldn't afford that. Yet.

Even Sam had suggested keeping exactly how close we were, to myself. He knew what people thought about him, and more importantly what they said.

Even my mother and sister didn't know that I hung out with Sam. My sister only knew I had become friends with Paul because we went to the same school.

She had tried to discuss it with me, but I had made it pretty clear that Paul and I's friendship was not open for discussion. Which of course only made her more suspicious. It was pretty funny that people thought we might be gay.

Well I found it funny. Paul not so much. The first time he'd heard that rumor he had exploded. Literally. He was not amused to say the least, especially when he considered himself a "ladies man", and to his credit he pretty much was. I can say that with absolute conviction, having been inside his head.

It was so unfair.

Every time I overhead someone saying something about Sam. I wanted to defend him, actually rip them a new one was more accurate. I couldn't help it. It was a loyalty thing. He was my Alpha.

Paul had a much harder time of it with his temper and all, but Sam had warned us that we had to learn to let it go.

The gossip was already gaining speed. Our names were starting to be mentioned along with Sam's as more and more people noticed us hanging out together and everyone had a theory as to why. None of which were flattering or for that matter even close to the truth.

I had a sinking feeling that it wouldn't be long until my mother heard about them and questioned me about it and worse yet probably not long until Kim heard them not to mention her parents.

When Sam had mentioned Kim's parents I had given him a pretty much "and your point is?" look which was when he had explained about Emily's parents. Parents could cause trouble. I needed them to like me. So that they would allow me to spend time with their daughter, my imprint.

I pulled into the driveway and killed the engine. I took a deep breath and looked over at Kim. She had the strangest expression on her face. It seemed like she was studying me or something. It made me even more nervous then I already was.

"What?' I asked smiling at her.

She looked at me leaning her head slightly to the side. A gesture that was now becoming familiar to me. She always did it when she was contemplating what she was going to say.

She frowned slightly then shrugged.

She looked down at her lap, biting her lip.

God that was sexy as hell!! I wonder what she taste like? No. Focus Jared.

I reached out taking her chin in my hand and tilting her head up so I could meet her eyes.

"What are you thinking about?" she said. "You seem worried."

I so wanted to tell her everything. Her being my imprint, it made me want to tell her everything, to be honest with her completely. It felt wrong to not be honest with her. I had promised myself that I would be as honest as possible with her. I would try to not bring up anything that I could not completely discuss with her

I shrugged.

"Nothing. Everything. I just have a lot on my mind." I smiled at her then got out of the car and went to open the door for her.

KPOV

I stood at Jared's dining room table packing my bag. We had spent over an hour on our project and we'd made a lot of head way.

I glanced at my phone. I had a little over a half hour until I needed Jared to drive me home.

I looked up. Jared was smiling down at me. As usual. He was so beautiful. It was ridiculous.

He took my hand.

"How about a tour?" he said

"Sure." He bent down and kissed my check lingering. I felt my breathing speed up. My body heating up. Aching slightly.

He pulled back smiling at me as if one little word had made his day.

He saved what I was most interested in for last.

His bedroom.

"And this is my bedroom." He said. He seemed a bit nervous. It was cute actually.

It was nice. Really nice.

It interested me even more because I realized this was Jared's personal space. It was like getting a peek into who he really was.

The floors were wood a warm brown color. Smooth and shiny.

A huge midnight blue rug covered most of the floor, the same color as the walls. There was a medium sized flat screen hanging on the wall to my right directly above a nice entertainment system. A nice dark blue couch that curved sat in front of it. On the other wall was a larger stereo system. To my left was a desk, the wood color matching the floor. It took up the entire wall curving slightly it held an expensive looking computer. Half of the desk looked almost like an easel or a special writing desk with cabinets set into the wall directly above it.

The room was filled with different things here and there. Books and papers, a pair of shoes in front of the couch, a sweat shirt hanging over the desk chair.

I approached the desk then stopped turning to look at him. He was watching me closely, a slight smile on his face.

"Do you draw?" I said

He nodded.

So that explained why he was so interested in the fact that I drew.

I was about to ask him what kind of drawings he did and what different techniques he used when something very obvious occurred to me.

"Where's your bed?" I asked looking around for the bed that was obviously not there. Maybe the couch turned into a bed?

He laughed then turned heading for what I had assumed was his closet. The doors were beautiful carved wood, matching his floor.

He grabbed the handles sliding the doors open.

It was not a closet.

It was another room a walked in behind him looking around.

A large sleigh bed sat to my left against the wall a huge dark blue comforter that looked extremely soft and inviting with a slight shine to it covered the bed. The wood was darker in this room. Still warm. Like Jared.

Directly across from the bed was a large fire place. A low couch sat in front of it, the material matching his bed spread. Another large rug covered most of the floor.

"Bathroom," he said pointing behind us to the right. He turned

"Closet." He said pointing directly across from us to the two double doors.

This room was the same as the other one. Warm and inviting. It looked lived in but it was clean. I had a feeling Jared wasn't responsible for that.

I noticed a huge book case that reached from floor to ceiling across the room and to my left on the opposite wall. I walked over to it scanning the titles. They were all different some I recognized, a lot I didn't. I leaned forward leaning slightly against the book case, it moved slightly and I moved back afraid I would break it.

Jared laughed slightly behind me.

I turned, he had moved across the room sitting on the bed facing me.

"It slides." He said. "Push it to your right."

I did as he said and the book case slide easily into the wall revealing another book case behind it.

I turned to look at him. "How many are there?"

"Five. That wall goes back farther then it appears to."

"Nice ." I said moving towards him.

Seriously? Nice. That was the biggest understatement of the year. He practically had his own apartment.

He pulled me down next to him, sitting on the bed.

"So….how did you become friends with Sam? I asked even though I had a feeling he wasn't going to give out to many details.

He looked at me. I could tell my question made him nervous and uncomfortable, but I couldn't understand why.

He shrugged.

"Sam's….you shouldn't….believe everything you hear. Ok?" he said

I hesitated then nodded, I wasn't sure what else to do.

He leaned back slightly putting his arm around me. Pressing his lips to my forehead.

I turned slightly pressing my face into the crook between his neck and shoulder. He smelled so good. His heat was amazing.

He shivered slightly, pulling back.

I looked up meeting his eyes.

He studied me for a second then bent down, so close I could feel his hot breath tickling my lips. It made my mouth water.

My heart was beating so hard it seemed unhealthy.

He hesitated only a second longer before he leaned in pulling me closer, brushing his lips against mine. He was moving frustratingly slow, like he was afraid of scaring me.

He pressed his lips to mine, and my heart sped up even more.

I don't quite understand how that's possible without it giving out but it is.

I couldn't stop the slight moan that escaped my lips. I shocked myself.

I pressed my fingers into his back trying to get even closer.

He pulled back ever so slightly letting the tip of his hot tongue trace the line in-between my lips. I opened my mouth without even thinking allowing him entrance. He moved his tongue into my mouth ever so slightly sliding his tongue against mine, tasting me before he kissed me deep and hard.

Don't get me wrong I liked kissing, it was….alright, but that was before.

Before kissing Jared.

I could seriously understand why people became nemphomaniacs.

I could seriously get addicted to Jared, especially if he was going to kiss me like this everytime.

He tasted so good. Hot, the slightest undercurrent of something I couldn't quite place. I couldn't get enough of him. My hands moved up to his face, sliding down his neck and into his hair pulling him closer. His arms wrapped around my waist squeezing me so tight it almost hurt.

He pulled back yet again, flicking his tongue out against mine. He caught my tongue inbetween his lips sucking on it. He moaned against my lips like he was tasting something extremely good before moving to my jaw and trailing wet kisses down my throat. I opened my eyes, sucking in air trying to clear my foggy brain.

I cannot believe he just did that.

It was a good thing because I was pretty sure I had been about two second away from passing out due to a lack of oxygen.

His hands moved to my waist squeezing it lightly. His hands moved up under my shirt, brushing lightly against the bare skin of my waist.

I shivered and tensed slightly but his hands stayed there not moving any higher.

I seriously might explode.

I don't know about him but this is definitely a whole new level for me.

His kisses changed. They no longer felt sweet and slow. Not that I was complaining.

I had a feeling he was no longer afraid of scaring me. His kisses felt more passionate and lustful and I liked it, a lot.

His lips moved along my jaw and down to the hollow between my collarbone. I seriously felt rubbery, like my bones were slowly melting inside of my body.

A whimper escaped from my lips as his tongue ran along the outside of my collar bone leaving soft kisses and nips with his teeth. I had never been kissed like this.

Jared moaned against my neck.

"Mmmm….you…taste so fucking good." He said

I felt heat move down from the pit of my stomach and out. It was an oddly pleasurable feeling. I had never heard Jared's voice sound like that. It took on a whole different tone. It sounded deeper and had a slight growl to it.

It was damn sexy

He pushed my right sleeve of off my shoulder slightly exposing, licking, kissing, and biting the bar flesh there. My heart was trying to escape out of my chest. It was too much. My stomach was so tight and it constricted even more at every new touch.

I realized I desperately wanted to touch him back. I brought my hands down running them over the tight muscles of his forearms, his biceps, and broad shoulders. I ran my hand up under is shirt reveling in the feeling of his bare flesh. He tensed at my touch then relaxed moaning against my neck. It was amazing to me how anyone so hard and built could have such soft skin it was like silk against my fingers and so hot. I could feel the heat traveling up my arms were I touched him and lingering on my skin were is mouth and hands touched me.

I was so tightly wound from his touch I felt like a coil ready to snap.

JPOV

She tasted so good. She tasted warm and slightly sweet.

It was almost impossible to hold back and she wasn't making it any easier. She kept moaning and then she was touching me running her hands up under my shirt.

And don't even get me started on her scent. I could smell her so much better the hotter she got. It was like a drug rendering me incoherent.

I wanted to taste and lick every inch of her. She smelled so good. No one had ever made me feel like this. She was perfect. Made just for me.

She felt so good under my hands. Perfect.

A familiar sound brought me back to reality. I broke the kiss not sure if I had heard what I thought I had. I tilted my head listening.

The front door opened then slammed shut as a familiar voice called out.

"Jared?"

I swallowed a growl. Paul. His timing was impeccable. Seriously.

I glanced down at Kim. Her eyes were trained on my bedroom door. I moved off the bed heading towards the door as I heard Paul running up the stairs.

Kim's smell was so strong, at least to me. It was making it hard to focus. I wanted to just lock the door and try and ignore Paul not that it would work knowing him he'd just break the door down anyways.

I turned to Kim. "I'll be right back." She smiled and nodded

I was seriously going to strangle Paul. I made it to the door just as Paul burst through.

"I called why didn't you answer your damn phone?!" he snarled. Great he was pissed. It really would not do to have him phase with Kim less than twenty feet away.

I spoke so low that I could barely hear myself to make sure Kim wouldn't overhear.

"Calm down Paul, Kim is here."

Is face changed in an instant. At first he just looked exasperated, then his eyes narrowed, his nostrils flared and then he smirked.

"Oh, I see." He said.

Now I was the one having trouble controlling my temper. It shouldn't have mattered he'd see it in my head later anyways. Patrolling could seriously get boring and when it did your mind wandered.

I growled at him.

"Anyways," he said ignoring me "I need you to take patrol tonight."

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to argue but he cut me off.

"You can stalk Kim some other night. My aunt broke her leg, I have to drive my mom down to Seattle tonight. I couldn't get out of it I tried. I need you to take my place tonight and then I'll do a double."

I sighed and nodded.

"Alright."

Paul smiled punching me in the arm.

"Thanks man. Well.. I'll let you get back to….whatever it was you were doing ." he said suggestively wiggiling his eyebrows at me.

I glared at him.

He laughed then turned to leave. He stopped when he reached the door, turning to smirk at me.

"Say Jared?"

"What?"

"Are you aware of Kim's little…..condition?"

I was slightly worried and pissed. Condition? Why would it be funny if Kim had a condition?

I swallowed hard. "What….condition?" I said stepping forward

Paul laughed at me silently. "Her DSL." He said a serious expression on his face.

"Her…..What!?"

"D-S-L." he said as if I should automatically know what the hell he was talking about. "Her Dick Suck Lips."

I snarled and lunged at him.

He dodged me easily sprinting out of the room, down the stairs, and out the front door laughing all the way.

That's the last time I do him a favor.

"Ass!" I muttered under my breath. I had to smile a bit though, the more I thought about it. He wasn't wrong. I just really wish he hadn't been the one to notice it.

I walked back into my bedroom. Kim was sitting on my bed her legs curled up under her.

That had to be the best sight I'd ever seen.

Kim.

On my bed.

I smiled at her and she smiled back.

"Sorry about that." I said

"Its fine." She slid over making room for me. I smiled and went over to sit by her.

I wrapped my arms around her as she leaned against me.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah…" I hesitated trying to decide how much I could tell her. "Paul was suppose to be helping Sam tonight but he can't so he asked me to take his place."

"Oh."

I couldn't read her tone, I desperately wanted to know what she was thinking.

I looked down at her and she met my eyes but I still couldn't read her expression.

She brought her hand up to my face.

"Kiss me." She said giving me a slightly mischievous smirk.

My heart rate practically doubled. I bent down without a moment's hesitation kissing her and pulling her against me.

She broke the kiss before I was ready. I let out a slightly frustrated moan. I could seriously spend hours kissing her. I looked at her slightly swollen lips and couldn't help the grin that spread across my face. Remembering Paul's words. She really did have the perfect mouth for…I cut the thought off. Focus Jared.

She laughed

"What time is it?"

I looked over at my alarm clock.

"Five twenty-six."

She sighed then looked up at me smiling slightly.

"I have to get home."

I leaned in kissing her lightly on the lips then moved off the bed taking her hand.

KPOV

The rest of the night I was in a daze. My dad didn't seem to notice but my mom kept shooting me looks. I honestly couldn't bring myself to care.

Jared was….god there were no words. I had honestly never been so turned on. One thing was for sure. Kissing Jared was seriously dangerous. I had never considered going farther so quickly with someone in my life. Not that it would matter I mean I was on the pill and everything but it just shocked me that I was already thinking that way.

Not that I would act on it. I can control myself.

I think.

I hope

But his kisses were so…..so. I let it go. Who needed to put a name on everything anyways.

That night I dreamed about Jared. A strange dream. It started out great.

I was in Jared's room, laying on his bed on my stomach. He was laying behind me. All I could see were his hands and flashes of those perfect dark eyes and lips. The fire that I had seen that afternoon in his eyes was back. There were no lights only the fire place was lit. His hands glided across my skin. Leaving warmth and desire in their wake. His buring lips followed closely behind.

Then suddenly they stopped and I instantly missed his touch. I cold breeze moved through the room extinguishing the fire leaving the room dark and cold. I shivered. I looked up and there was a door standing open across the room, leading into the moon lit forest. For some reason it didn't strike me as odd that I was on the second floor and yet there was a door leading into the forest. I wandered through the woods, no particular destination or purpose in mind. I stopped suddenly when I heard someone whisper my name it sounded like they were right behind me. Whispering in my ear.

I turned around but no one was there. Only a huge mirror. Silver and beautifully ornate. The only odd thing about the mirror was that it gave no reflection.

Then I saw her walking towards me in the mirror. I turned but there was no one behind me. I gasped and stepped back as I recognized the person approaching in the mirror, coming closer. She stopped when she appeared close. The reflection matching mine perfectly.

It was me, but I looked….different. My face held a smug smirk as if my reflection knew something I didn't. The hair was shorter the cheekbones sharper more defined. Her build was different too, harder than mine, toned and perfect. She wore clothes that I would never wear. There was something intimidating, and impressive about her. I didn't really recognize myself.

I took another step back, trying to decide whether to run or not. A monster stepped out of the woods behind my reflection. I pointed trying to warn her but weird Kim just grinned at me. It was beautiful this huge thing stalking closer. It's fur the color of perfect silver, like a new dime, a snow white streak down its nose.

I turned around fast nearly tripping over my feet realizing that this was indeed a reflection and that huge creature was most likely behind me. I was even more shocked by what I saw.

Jared stood there smiling down at me. I instantly felt relief.

"Jared wha..?"

"Ssshhh…" he said

He reached out grabbing me by the shoulders and turning me to face the mirror. I shrunk back the monster was extremely close now and I could see it better. It was not truly a monster but it was still terrifying.

The great wolf stood directly behind my reflection close enough to touch. It moved forward and I tensed but it only rested its head lightly on my reflections shoulder closing its eyes. I met my reflections eyes. She continued smirking at me as she reached up stroking the wolf. I long dagger like sword appeared in her hand so fast that I didn't even see where it came from. The dagger was odd, black and white and thick almost like bone.

My eyes flew back up to my reflection. Her expression had completely done a three=sixty. She was shaking, she looked as if she was in pain, furious, sad, and scarred all at once. Her mouth opened as if she was screaming but no sound came out. She moved with lightning quick speed thrusting the sword through the wolf's chest. I screamed feeling a pain slice through my heart and fear. I had never felt so much fear and agony before, it was overwhelming. I felt like I was dying and yet I was still breathing and my heart still beat in my chest. I had a feeling death wasn't coming anytime soon, only this pain was going to be my companion. Only pain and this unbearable emptiness

The wolf stumbled back it looked stunned. My reflection turned back to me. I realized she was screaming, but she was screaming so hard that nothing was coming out. Blood ran down her nose and she appeared to age and shrink right before my eyes. I was terrified. I didn't want to see this and yet I couldn't look away

Behind me I felt the ground shudder and realized that I didn't feel Jared's hands on my shoulder anymore. I turned around but Jared was not there. I looked down and saw him. He lay on the ground at my feet his breathing uneven. I stood there unable to move.

Blood seeped from a wound in his chest. He looked up at me our eyes meeting.

"Kim?" he said

And then his breathing stopped. Just stopped. His eyes unfocused. Seeing nothing. I heard screaming and realized it was me.

That was when I woke up.

AN:/Ok I'm not sure why but this chapter was so hard to write it seriously took me like four hours of writing and rewriting. I'm still not happy with it but it had to be written it's more of a filler chapter so that the story with make sense later on, which is why it's so short. So what did you think of the Lemon. I've never written one before so be kind. There will be juicy lemon's in the future. If you know a good beta lemon writer. Please pass them along. I've already started working on the second chapter so it should be up soon.