After Katie had showered and dressed in some of Rachel's old clothes she sat down at the table with Billy, Sam, and Paul.
"Katie, you already know about werewolves and the legends, right?" Sam asked, looking to the short woman across from him.
She nodded, "I've known about them for a very long time."
"Do you know about imprinting?"
She thought about it, "I'm pretty sure I've heard of it, love at first sight and all that jazz right?" she asked with a joking smirk on her freckled face.
"Something like that," Sam nodded, "Well Paul has imprinted on you."
Her eyebrows shot up in surprise and she looked from Sam to Paul and back to Sam. "You're kidding right?" she asked, leaning forward on her elbows.
"Why would he be kidding?" Paul asked, almost hurt that she wasn't happy about this.
"Because imprinting is supposed to help breed bigger better werewolves." She stated as a matter of fact, "And I can't have kids."
There was a moment of silence as the men around the table digested the new information.
"I don't care if you can't have kids." Paul said, leaning over and taking her hand.
She let out a small laugh and pulled her hand away. "Trust me, one day you'll care." She stood up and left the room.
Paul looked to Sam.
"Well go after her." Sam gave him a push and a knowing smile.
Paul followed her scent out the door and into the woods. He found her sitting on the edge of a cliff staring at the moon. (Its night time now.)
He sat next to her and studied her for the first time.
Her brown hair was cut to her chin, and pushed behind her pointed ears. She was a small person, probably no taller than 5'3" and she couldn't have weighed more than 120 pounds.
"So how old are you, puppy?" she asked with another of her joking smiles.
"I'm almost twenty, and don't call me puppy, it's degrading." He smiled at her, loving the way the moonlight made her freckles stand out against her freckles.
"Alright kid, no more puppy comments." Her green eyes danced with laughter.
"Hey, by human standards I'm old enough!" he puffed out his chest.
"Sure you are kid, sure you are." She shook her head.
"I really don't care that you can't have kids." He tried to reassure her.
She sighed, "but I care, I'm from a time when you were expected to have as many children as you could pop out. I want kids more than anything, and knowing I can't have them kills me." She shook her head and tried to wish the tears away.
"Well we'll adopt then." He reached over and wiped the tears off her face.
"What's all this about we? I never agreed to anything." She tried to joke it off, but a sob made it's way through.
"I hope someday I can change your mind." He picked her up and sat her in his lap, rocking her through her tears.
Author's Note
I know this chapter was super short, but there is another one coming out right after it, besides that's three chapters in one day. I'm fairly proud of myself for that.
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