(A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in like a week. Its been a bad week for me. I got sun burned, there is a huge power outage in my area, and some of my relatives came to visit. This chapter has been ready a while, but the internet was down, so I couldn't update and it was KILLING ME. So… without further ado, I do not own Twilight. Sadly!)

I groaned and knocked my alarm clock off the bedside table. I had stayed up too late texting Paul last night. There was no way around it, I would have to get up. I checked my phone, and found a voice mail from Billy. He informed me that Embry was still sick, and Jake had come down with the illness too. Looks like it would just be me and Quil today at school.

I got ready quickly and made some waffles for breakfast. They were so delicious that I knew I would have to make them again tomorrow. I grabbed my bag and jogged out to the truck. I threw my bag in the back, and texted Quil, informing him that I was leaving my house now. I drove up to the house and he ran out and got in the passenger's seat.

" Sup Bells. Looks like it's just you and me today." He joked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I shook my head and sighed, " You better not get sick on me next Q."

He laughed, " I haven't been sick since I was 12. That's three years, almost four. I've got the immune system of a wolf."

We laughed as I pulled up to school, then parted ways. I went about my day as usual, but found myself sad when I remembered that Paul graduated last year, so I wouldn't see him. Odd. Quil and I ate lunch together and I was surprised about how quiet it was with Embry and Jake, even though Quil is quite loud.

At the end of the day, I met Quil in the parking lot.

"Q, are you interested in hanging out at the beach today? Its rarely this sunny." I suggested.

" Nah, I'm loaded with homework. 9th grade sucks." He replied.

I laughed and dropped him off at his house, then drove to my house to change into a bathing suit. It was a black one piece with white polka dots. I grabbed a towel and some flip flops and got back in the truck and drove to First Beach. I walked out on the beach and realized though it was still a little chilly, the beach was packed with people dressed similarly to me. I tried to contain my smile and squeal when I saw Paul standing on the beach with three other guys. I walked past them and realized who all was there. Paul, Sam, Jared and…Embry. He had cut his hair, got a tattoo, and looked more muscular than before. Had he left us for 'Sam's Gang'? But that couldn't be a bad group, since Paul hung out with him….

" Embry?" I asked.

He looked like I had caught him with his hand in the cookie jar, " Bells?"

" What are you doing here? You are supposed to be sick?" I asked angrily. Did he ditch to hang with Sam? Did he not want to be friends anymore? " Um… I just started feeling better." he said, I could tell he was lying.

But then my eyes met Paul's, and I forgot about Embry, deciding I didn't care.

Paul spoke, and I tried not to enjoy his husky, yet smooth voice as he spoke, " Hey Bella. Want to walk with me down the beach?"

I hoped I didn't look to delighted as I replied, " Yes."

We started walking slowly down the beach, side by side. If he didn't have such beautiful eyes, I would have surely been staring at his muscular chest. I paused to look out at the water.

" I really don't wanna freak you out Bella, since we haven't known each other long. But, I have something to tell you." I nodded, and he continued.

" Remember the tribal legends about the Quiletes being descended from wolves?" He asked.

" Yea." I replied, confused about why he would ask.

" I'm just gonna come right out and say it. They are all true. I, am a werewolf. So are Sam, Jared, and Embry, and anyone else who phases." He said quickly, but cautiously.

I giggled. " Good one, Paul."

"I'm not kidding, Bella. We are the way we are because we have to protect our people from vampires. The change was set off by the Cullens, a coven of leeches in Forks." He said, looking at me straight in the eyes. I knew he was completely serious now. I could also detect a hint of genuine disgust at the mention of the Cullens. I still couldn't really believe it though. He was telling me that he changed into a wolf to fight vampires? And the doctor's family in Forks was comprised of vampires? How could a doctor be a vampire?

" If you still don't believe me, I'll show you." he called over his shoulder, as he ran into the surrounding forest. I stared at the sand, awkwardly waiting. This couldn't be true. It made no sense. But maybe….

The next thing I knew, a huge, and I mean huge, wolf loped out of the forest. He was gray, and the size of a large horse. My lower jaw practically hit the sand. It was true. I live in a world of wolves and vampires. And, I have a huge crush on this guy, who is two years older than me, and is a Quilete werewolf. Oh my god.

He stood right in front of me, and leaned his head own. His tongue was sticking out almost like a cute little puppy, even though he was a giant vampire killing werewolf. I giggled, and reached up and rubbed his head. He made this animal noise, and I could tell he liked that. After a few minutes of this, he turned and walked back to the forest. In the few moments I had alone, I tried to sort through the jumbled thoughts. Before I really had a chance, he walked back wearing his jean cut offs in human Paul form.

" Woah." I said, mystified.

" Yea. So….. Are you freaked put yet?" He asked nervously.

" A little bit, but its okay. As long as you don't hurt people, just vampires." I replied, becoming more sure of myself as I said it. He was still Paul. And I liked Paul.

" There's one more legend I have to tell you, that they don't tell at the bonfires, about being a shape shifter. And it involves us…" He trailed off. I stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

He continued, " There's something called imprinting. It is when a shape shifter, or werewolf or whatever, sees their soul mate. Its kind of like extreme love at first sight. As soon as he sees her, its her that matters, nothing else. Its like gravity doesn't hold him to the Earth anymore, its her. Its usually a romantic relationship, but he will do anything, be anything, she wants. Father figure, brother, lover, friend. And Bella, I imprinted on you."

I gasped. He is my soul mate? The one made for me? I had no choice in the matter? Fate, magic, God, had chosen him for me. And shockingly, I was glad. I would have made the same choice. I looked into his eyes and could see inside his soul, and I had only just met him days ago, spoken to him a few times. I remembered Renee talking about how teenagers would never find their soul mates at this age. But, I don't think she had factored in the supernatural.

" I get it. You don't want me. You are disgusted with me. I'll leave." He said, sounding heart broken and a little angry. I guess he had misinterpreted my silence.

" No, no," I said, quickly, " I was just surprised, since we just met. This is a lot to take in. My soul mate is a werewolf, I've found him at age 17, and its you. Of course I want you!"

He grabbed my face and kissed me. At first I was frozen from shock, but then I quickly responded. It was the best kiss I had ever had, even though I had only been kissed twice. Once by a perverted college guy on a cruise with Rene, and once in a school play. But, I was confident that this was the best kiss in history. He was so warm, so hot, that it was full of such passion that you only read about in novels. It wasn't even awkward at all.

About three things I was sure of. One, Paul was a werewolf. Two, He had imprinted one me, bonding us for life. And three, I was completely, and totally in love with him, even after such a short time.