AN/ Ok guys I know this one isn't as long as the others, but I hope you still enjoy it.

Please take time to read the AUTHOR'S NOTE at the bottom of this page. It's long, but IMPORTANT!

The way of the Dog Prt 7

Mating Season

Day Two

Yesterday was filled with mind-numbing sex. We hardly stopped at all, or took any breaks of any kind. Again I didn't get a second of sleep just like the night before. Nessie's scent was still clouding my mind making it impossible for me to rest. I kept tossing and turning the whole night, but that only made it worse when her scent was thrown back into the air after settling even somewhat. I finally got to sleep at four in the morning.

I slept restlessly until eight when I woke up after I rolled over and didn't find my girls warm body next to mine. When I got out of bed and down to the kitchen I found her with her shoulders arched over the stove as she stirred something. I breathed in and I smelt cream of wheat, eggs, and beacon mixed in with my Nessie's scent.

Her head rose as she looked up at me, "Hey sweetie I hope you're hungry!"

I breathed in deeply again, but this time all I smelt was the food and I got really nauseous. "Actually I don't think I'm all that hungry."

Her whole body turned to face me now. "What do you mean you're not hungry? You're always hungry! Why don't you sit down and I'll get you a plate."

I sat down, but really didn't feel like eating any more than before. I was just so stressed and tired; I hardly wanted to do anything at all. Well…I wanted to do some things…but that wasn't including eating. I just wanted to fuck and that's it. Why couldn't she just let me do that?

She sat a plate of food in front of my face. It was piled high with crap that I would usually eat, but couldn't bear to look at, at the moment. I picked up my fork and started shuffling my food around the plate. When Nessie sat down across from me I placed a small bite of bacon in my mouth. It almost made me gag, but Nessie smiled so it was all worth it. Then I began playing with it again; not really eating it, but not really ignoring it all together.

"Baby what's wrong." She asked as she finished her small portion of eggs.

"I'm just not hungry." I mumbled. She stood up and went to the sink to wash her plate. When she came back she wrapped her arms around my shoulders from behind. She softly kissed my neck as her hands pressed delicately into my skin as she started to massage my chest, shoulders, and neck. That was all it took for me to get "excited."

I turned around in my seat, so I could be looking at her. She smiled and placed a soft kiss on my lips. Her fingers toyed with the ends of my short hair that lay at the nape of my neck. My hands found her waist and pulled her closer to me. I stood up and rubbed my hips into hers.

I could hear the almost inaudible gasp that left her throat. I smirked at that. I twisted our bodies so that I could lean her against our kitchen table. I pushed the plates to the side, having them almost fall to the floor.

She hopped onto the table top as I started in on her neck. Fuck; right here, right here is all that I wanted in life. This is it. I leaned farther over her body until her back meet the hard wood of the table. My lips traveled down her neck and collar bone as my hands slowly untied the loose knot that was keeping her rob in place. That one little knot was keeping her splendid nude body from my vision. Once it was undone I pulled it aside, and my mouth instantly attached to her supple breasts.

I sucked and licked and bit at her nipples until she was moaning and arching for more, and then I repeated it to the other breast. As my hips nudged against her sensitive center I could feel the warm wetness through my boxers. I moaned into her chest and then moved to kiss her lips passionately. When I pulled away I ripped my boxers off and slammed into her.

With no warning or adjusting of any sort I pumped into her nonstop. She cried out my name over and over, and that only made me go faster. I could hear our breathing get labored, along with the slapping of our skin on skin contact. I could feel the wooden table splintering under our ravishing, thrashing bodies.

I could feel that unusual swell coming on and I knew we were about to tie again. The man in me wanted to stop, but the wolf? The wolf made me hit harder, and faster than humanly possible. She cried out my name in fear or bliss? I wasn't too sure anymore.

Suddenly, but not suddenly at all, I exploded into her. I moaned out as I heard her cry my name. I stopped moving, knowing that I would hurt her more if I moved. I looked down at my Renesmee and saw the tears coating her cheeks. Some were dry and others were freshly fallen. I wiped them away as best I could but it didn't help much because new tears kept falling.

She started struggling under me again. "Baby, you know if you move its ganna hurt!"

"I don't care! Just get out of me. I have stuff to do, and I don't want to be around you right now." That stung; I can't say it didn't.

"As soon as the swelling goes down you won't have to be if that's what you want." I whispered to her.

She started crying again. "Shh baby, don't cry." I cooed kissing her forehead, her cheek, and lightly her lips before I moved farther down and started kissing her neck.

"No, Jake! Don't! I don't even want you to touch me, please just stop." She whimpered.

I backed away from her, and looked at her still crying, still beautiful face. Why didn't she want me to touch her? Was it just the aftershock of the tie? Or is it because she hates me now for putting her through this? I knew we weren't ready! I knew we shouldn't have done this. She should have just gone with her parents. I should have taken control and stopped her from wanting this. I shouldn't have told her about it in the first place. I'm so stupid!

While I was lost in thought Nessie had stopped crying, and I had deflated… in lack of better words. I slowly retreated from within her body. She sighed, in what sounded like relief. Now I felt like I was going to cry.

She fumbled off the table, and clutched her rob in her hands, moving fast to tie it to conceal herself. Her head was always down as she ran from the kitchen and down the hall. I could hear her scurrying around in our bed room and I could hear the fluttering of something landing again and again. My curiosity got the better of me, and so I went to see what she was doing.

She was rushing around the room with multiple things in her hands, and tossing them to the bed. She stuffed them into a duffle bag that was lying at the foot of the bed. I couldn't believe my eyes. I stood there completely shocked and frightened of what was happening before me.

I took a step further into the room, "What are you doing?" I know my voice sounded wounded, scared, desperate, like a young boy was saying good bye to his favorite toy.

"I told you I didn't want to be around you." Renesmee sounded like said boy's mother scolding him for crying over his loss.

"So you're leaving?" I asked bewildered.

She didn't stop packing, nor did she look at me as she packed. The love of my life was leaving…of her own accord. She wasn't being told to leave, or forcefully pulled away from me. She was leaving because she wanted to. But I'll be damned if I let her go easily.

"You're not going anywhere!" I commanded in my Alpha voice.

"Who the hell do you think you are talking to me like that?" She whirred around and glared at me. Suddenly I felt very guilty for yelling at her.

"You're my imprint, and you're not leaving me…not now, not ever!"

"Watch me." She said as she zipped her bag up and heaved it onto her shoulder. She ran with her vampire speed, and I didn't catch her until she had the front door opened already.

"Let me go Jake!" She yelled.

"No! You're not leaving!" I yelled back at her. Deep down I knew this was bad. I shouldn't be yelling at her like this.

"You're supposed to do what your imprint needs you to do. I need you to go in that house and don't try to contact me. Don't call, don't email, text, and Don't show up randomly trying to make me talk to you. I don't want to talk to you, or see you, or smell you. NOTHING! Now. Let. Me. Go."

My hands fell limply to my side. How could I argue with that? I stood there watching her leave. She threw her bag in the back seat of her car, started the engine, and sped away. I stood there for a bit longer, not knowing what to do.

I didn't even think I could breathe anymore. It felt as if my heart stopped beating. The reason for my existence just took my heart with her.

AN/ Okay guys! I'm super sorry this took forever for me to get out, but things happen at time slips away, and before you know it it's already been forever since I last updated.

Now for more important news. I'm thinking about doing the next chapter in Nessie's POV, so REVIEW and let me know if you want me to do that. If you don't REVIEW and say something like, "Don't you dare do Nessie's point of view you bitch!" lol anyways….

Secondly! I think most will be happy about this excellent news. This is going to be a story. I'm not sure how long it's going to be, but it's already at chapter seven, and that's usually how many chapters my short stories get, and I'm nowhere near done with this story.

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