A/N

Hey guys! I really hope this lives up to the standards that you expect of me and this story. I honestly forget how long it takes to write and edit these chapters. Remember, reviews are appreciated as it really gives me the motivation to write.

From your greatest British friend, Anya.

I began to say goodbye when a very loud wolf howl cut me off. My heart stopped. It was so close! I lived wolves but I'm sure as heck still scared of them in the wild.

I turned back to Paul and he looked Torn.

'Hey if you gotta go, go. I'll see you around.' I said

He smiled ' I do have to go I'm sorry but how about you give me your number and we can meet up again soon?'

PPOV.

This better be good, I thought to myself as I shifted. I had finally struck conversation with the most gorgeous woman in the grocery store whilst shopping for Emily and of course Jared had to howl. I got her number and ran towards the woods; I couldn't help but remember how she had so easily calmed me down once I saw her hand. I shivered at the memory. Her beautiful skin completely covered in black and blue… exactly where my hand hurt just before. I would have to tell Sam but not before I kill Jared if this isn't important.

'That's how I feel every time you howl when I'm with Kim, Paul' Jared thought.

I growled. 'What is it Jared?'

'Sam wanted me to see what was taking you so long, Emily needs the food now.'

'That was it!? I was on my fucking way, and now that you made me phase I don't even have the shit with me!'

'Hey dude, don't shoot the messenger just get back to Sam's and uh, do let him know about the whole hand thing, It's kind of weird.'

I sighed as I shifted back, dreading patrol, how was I supposed to know she was okay whilst I was Patrolling? Maybe Sam would let me swing round before shift started at 3am. The sun was setting as I finished loading the car with the groceries to head back to Sam's, I tapped the steering wheel to the beat of the music. All American Rejects 'Gives you hell' was playing, they were my favourite band but I was way too close to Sam's to start singing. They would all hear me. I unloaded the truck and gave the food to Em as I debriefed Sam about what happen with the whole 'hand situation'. I didn't stick around to hear the packs opinions; we were just the same as the other impronts, connected from the soul.

I shifted back to wolf and followed her scent from the grocery store. I was getting agitated and I needed to see her. She had driven home, so her scent was extremely faint and I found myself in the woods. Fuck. I need to see her! And now I'm lost in the middle of nowhere. I had never got lost in the woods, they were my home. In many ways, my temper had got a lot better since Bea. I couldn't afford to lose control around her but it had also got worse when I wasn't around her, she's all I want to see, hear, feel and touch and if anyone ever put their hands on her, they would exist no longer.

I snapped out of my thoughts by gasps and crying. But it wasn't the sounds that scared me, me Paul Lahote scared ha. You never see it. But it was her scent, my angel. Something urgent in my brain took over as I shifted and sprinted towards her. And there she was, her copper hair sticking to her face as she looked up to the stars gasping and looking faint. I didn't bother with my shorts, she was too important and I ran over to her. As I was running I saw her begin to sway on her feet and knees buckle, I shot out my arms and scooped her up bridal style. I couldn't help but think about how perfectly her body fit next to mine but she was so fragile…small. She was still struggling for breathe and my heart was aching in her pain.

'Damn it Bea! Just breathe properly please!'

' Its. Okay. Paul.' She whispered. I heard her take a regular breath and I let out my own I hadn't even realise I had been keeping in. I tuned in my other senses to keep her safe.

And that's when the worst small of my life hit me. Not the god damn awful bleach smell of vampires but blood. Her blood.

'Shit, shit shit shit. Why can I smell blood! What the fuck happened Bea!' This was too much for my wolf. She was hurt, hurt because I wasn't there, the one thing I had to protect was hurt because I left her! I could feel my temperature increasing, my body was trembling and I was going to phase with her in my arms. No. I will never hurt her. I began to put her down just in case, when her angelic voice rung through my ears.

'You're going to leave me aren't you?' And with that I froze.

'Bea I have to, I'm going to hurt you.' My shakes remained but I no longer felt the need to phase just anger that she thought I would leave her.

'You're going to leave me like he did. Like mum did when he left. It's okay I'm used to being alone' her words were slurred but they stabbed me like knives through the heart. Who would ever leave her? And who was he? She has a mother and a father. She's not alone right? I tightened my arms around her tiny frame.

'I'll never leave you, ever. You're not alone I promise' and with those words she relaxed into me and I felt like she was my own personal brand of heroin. (true twilight fans will know ;)

I followed her scent to her house and entered through the back door. It was so… empty, and cold. I saw her, mother? To the right in the living room as I continued up to her room.

It was almost like a punch in the gut, her room was supposed to be bright and colourful, it was supposed to express who she is in so many different ways. But it was just a mattress on the floor, a locket and a pile of clothes. I pulled the covers down and placed her gently on the mattress. She took up merely 1/3 of the bed and I couldn't help but think how easily another person could fit. I shrugged off the thought, she needed rest. I planted a kiss upon her head without thinking twice and as I turned to leave I felt delicate fingers wrap not even half way around my wrist.

'Stay, please.' She murmured

I didn't need to be asked twice as I slipped in beside her warming her cold body and holding her hand on my chest. I was content, and decided that if this is forever, forever is all that I'll dream of.