Hello my fellow wolf lovers :) An update. Woo! I found this quite hard to write and so I'm not sure whether I like it or not. Anyway, feel free to leave suggestions as I'm actually struggling on what to write :(

Anyway - A big thank you goes out to sweetdreams705,ThatDayDreamer, BianceTSparrow101, RebornRose1992 and momoXvolturi for reviewing on the last chapter and for always making me smile :) xx

PS sorry for any mistakes!

Ellie's POV

"What the hell is this?!"

I groan loudly as the sound of my brother's voice penetrates through my foggy, sleepy state. It takes me a moment to realise that he sounds furious and then I remember the night before. Paul. I snap my eyes open and sit bolt up in bed, clutching the bed sheets to my naked body despite being too warm already thanks to my boyfriend's supernatural body heat.

No, I have absolutely no desire for my brother to see me in a less than dignified state. He had already done that once before and once was more than enough. The irony of the situation did not escape me. Sam had caught me in bed with Jared four years before and now he has caught me in bed with Paul. Thank god weren't having sex during this account. That would be more humiliation than I could handle.

Sneaking a quick glance over at Paul, I feel myself blush embarrassingly and let out a squeak of surprise mixed with dread. Paul is naked. Completely butt-naked. But there are no bed sheets covering him. I send a thank you to the Gods that he was sleeping on his front so only his bare bottom and back are on show.

"Sam-"

He cuts me off before I even have a chance to explain and he grabs one of the heavy books from the bookshelf near the door and flings it at Paul. It hits him straight on the back of his head and he wakes with a loud yelp.

"Ow! What the fuck?!"

He lifts his head and his eyes meet mine as he rubs the back of his head with one of his hands.

"Did you fuck my sister in my house?"

Sam's voice comes out strained and I see that he is beginning to shake quite violently. Oh holy hell.

"Emily!"

I scream for my sister-in-law and within seconds she appears; her face consumed by worry when she takes in the scene before her. Sam's about to phase, I'm clutching my bed sheets tightly and Paul looks like a deer caught in headlights.

"Samuel Uley, you are not to phase in this house. Take it outside!"

It seems that Emily's presence has the effect I was hoping for because seconds later, Sam stops shaking. I daren't relax, though. He has a purely murderous expression on his face and I can feel the fear building up inside of me; choking me from the inside out.

"You're not allowed to see her anymore. Get dressed and get out." Sam directs towards Paul.

A rip-roaring growl rings out throughout my room and the sheer force of its intensity makes me jump where I sit. A few seconds pass before I come to my senses and realise that the animalistic sound came from Paul, whose hands have wrapped themselves around my waist and pulled me tight against his body. His normally warm, brown eyes are ringed with yellow and I know immediately that his wolf is close to the surface.

Fear grips me. What if he phases while he's still holding me? Will I end up with scars just like Emily's or will I be much more unlucky? Would I suffer damage that would end my life?

"Get off of her, Paul."
"I'm not leaving without her."
"You bloody well are!" Sam yelled.

His yelling only served to increase Paul's grip on my body and I felt his arms tighten almost painfully around my lungs, restricting my breathing.

"Paul… can't… breathe…" I manage to say.

He loosens his grip only a little but it's enough to allow glorious oxygen to fill my lungs.

"Get your ass dressed now. You're on double patrols until I say so." Sam states, glaring evilly at Paul who glares right back but doesn't move.

The standoff between them will only end in disaster. Sam and Paul are far too stubborn to let the other win, and Emily and I both know that the two men are only minutes away from phasing and tearing into one another with no concern for the consequences.

"Paul…" I begin carefully, gently placing my hand on his shoulder. "Please do as he says. Just go patrol. Me and Sam need to talk."

I glare forcefully at my older brother, wanting to express every ounce of rage, injustice and annoyance that I was feeling in that very moment. He stares back at me and I instantly know that the very second Paul leaves, we will erupt into a full scale argument of volcanic proportions.

"I'm not leaving you."
"No."
"Paul, please." I beg.
"Fine."

It's clear from the scowl on his face that he's not the least bit happy about being made to leave me. There's no other option available though. I know in my heart that sending Paul away is the only way to avoid him getting hurt. Just the mere thought of him getting hurt while fighting with Sam physically pains me.

Next to me, Paul gives me a strained look. He can feel it. He can feel the pain I feel. Forcing myself to think of anything but my boyfriend and brother fighting one another, I give Paul a weak smile.

"You heard her. Get dressed and go join Jared and Embry on patrol." Sam orders.
"Will you get the hell out of my room for five goddamn minutes so we can get dressed or is that too much to ask?!" I shout at Sam.

He stares at me, stunned by my outburst, before stalking from my room closely followed by Emily who offers me an apologetic smile as she leaves. The door to my room clicks shut and I fling myself down on my back with a loud sigh.

Paul remains silent and jumps up from my bed; the absence of his body is immediately evident. My bed feels much lighter but my heart feels heavier. I despise being away from Paul normally but knowing that Sam is forcing him to run double patrols for the foreseeable future, and thus, will be unable to spend time with me, is crushing me.

I do not bother to look at him as he quickly dresses, throwing on the clothes he wore the day before. He hasn't yet showered and I know that his skin will be littered with my scent and the smell of sex. I cringe internally. Two days ago nobody had any idea that Paul had imprinted on me. I already missed the simplicity of those days even with the added element of secrecy.

"Babe, you need to get dressed."

He doesn't even look at me when he addresses me and I try not to feel hurt by the monotone of his normally loving voice. I dress quickly in jeans and Paul's favourite cream jumper and prepare myself to face the wrath of Sam.


Jared's POV

It's the middle of the afternoon when I finish my patrol. When Paul had arrived a few hours earlier, Embry and I had been surprised. It was obvious to the both of us that Paul was furious and with the help of the Pack mind, he caught us up on the events of the morning.

I understood his predicament. Having Sam, our almighty Alpha, walk in on you in bed with his one and only sister, the apple of his eye, was not something you wanted to experience. Fortunately for Paul, he had only been sleeping. I had not been so lucky years before. The ass whooping I received was still ingrained in my memory and I remember clearly how exhausted I was after weeks of double patrols. It had taken months for Sam to trust me again. Paul was most definitely in for a rough time and I did not envy him one bit.

Seth and Quil had taken over mine and Embry's places and joined Paul and so, I found myself walking over to Emily's in the hope that she would have something delicious for me to gorge on.

I hear the shouts before I've even reached the porch steps.

"For God's sake, Sam! Why won't you just let me make my own decisions?!" Ellie yells.
"I'm just trying to protect you."
"From what, exactly? We've been at this for hours! Paul isn't going to hurt me!"
"You don't know that and it isn't the point."
"Then what is the point?"
"I want more for you! More than a life stuck on the reservation tied to a shape shifter. You deserve more than that."

Stunned silence both inside and out. For as long as I could remember, Sam had been protective of his sister but I had never for a second thought he would think this life beneath her. True, every one of us resented the fact that we were stuck here for life but the perks of being a shape shifter made up for it. Ellie had always been around and I doubt it had ever occurred to any of us that she might one day leave La Push.

Inside, my wolf whines at the thought of Ellie leaving and I join him. Life without Ellie would be empty for all us.

"I don't care about that. I want Paul. I love Paul and I love being here. This is my home. Is Paul imprinting on me really that awful to you?"

I hear Sam let out a heavy, breathy sigh.

"Ellie, you're my little sister. I love you and I only want what's best for you and being here isn't that. You can either leave Paul willingly or I'll Alpha order him to stay away from you."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Don't try me."

I hold my breath as I continue to listen carefully. Ellie's voice keeps on catching and I just know that she is close to tears. My heart hurts for both Ellie and Paul. On the one hand, I would be overjoyed to have a chance to have her all to myself but that would probably land me in the same predicament as Paul. On the other hand, Paul is my best-friend and I can only imagine how badly it will tear him to pieces to be forced to stay away from his imprint.

"If you do that, Sam, I will never speak to you again."
"Sam" Emily's soft voice whimpers. "Don't."
"It's your choice, Ellie."

More silence. The front door swings open and I'm confronted with Ellie's fast running body. I catch a glimpse of her face as she runs past me, her chocolate coloured locks flying at behind her. She's furious.

Without thinking, I run after her. It's pure instinct. Whether as an imprint or a best-friend, I don't know and in that moment I don't care. My only concern is her welfare. Her pain is my pain and I yearn to make her suffering disappear.

"Ellie! Wait!"

She's running in the direction of Paul's house even though we both know he won't be home. I catch up to within seconds. Although speedy, she's no match for me and my hands grab her around the waist before she's even a quarter of the way to Paul's home.

"Get off me, Jared!" she shouts, her hands slapping at mine in a bid to free herself.
"Just calm down."
"No! I need Paul!"
"He's not there. You know he's not. Just calm down, please." I try to reason with her.

I hold onto her for all I'm worth. She needs to calm herself. The more agitated she becomes the more myself and my wolf worry. Her emotions are affecting ours; making us crazy.

"I need Paul!" She shouts again.

Hearing her say how badly she needs another man tears straight into me and I'm glad she can't see my face. I'm almost certain I wouldn't be able to hold back and stop my face from betraying my emotional pain at her words.

"Ellie…"
"No! Get off me! You've done enough!"
"What?"

Confusion sweeps over me and I try to comprehend why there is venom in her voice.

"This is your fault!"

I let go of her. Her words sting me and they're much more brutal than she realises. Ellie whips her head around and her bright blue eyes glare at me. Her body is so tense she's shaking slightly.

"I'm sorry. I didn't realise I forced you into fucking Paul while your brother was in the same house." I spit out.

I regret saying it as soon as the words have fallen from my tongue and inside my wolf is angry at me for speaking to our imprint in such a degrading way.

"If you hadn't have been so bloody flirty the other night, Paul wouldn't have felt so threatened and told everyone he'd imprinted on me. We were fine as we were and you went and ruined it all!"
"I did no such fucking thing! It was bound to come out one way or another! You were just stupid thinking you could hide it."

She continues with her rant, completely ignoring my replies. It's as if she's bottled up everything she's wanted to say to me in the last few days and now that the seal has broken, she can't stop the words that are vomiting from her mouth.

"And what the hell is Quil talking about?! And why didn't you go to Kim first? Yeah, I get it. She cheated but the imprint can't have broken that quickly! This is just bullshit! Complete and utter bullsh-"

I cut her off mid-rant. My lips crash against hers and suddenly, I'm clinging to her. My wolf is roaring in celebration as I slowly move my lips against hers.

Ours! Always Ours!

She pulls away after only a few seconds and I see bewilderment flash across her face. What the hell have I done? Panic sets in with such force that I feel it suffocating me.

"Fuck!" I yell.

I give her one last look before running off with my metaphorical tail between my legs.