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Arabella had come to me yesterday with a message from Paul; she said he had told her two days before. I didn't want to hear about him, but I never was someone to silence another. I didn't want to admit it but I had been thinking of his words since. A part of me wanted to go back, to see Paul and listen to what he wants to tell me. To be honest that part was strong.

The other, smaller part was afraid it might be an ambush, and that they would catch me the moment I stepped out of my door. The first part didn't believe he wanted to ambush me, and that it hadn't been an ambush, that I just overreacted.

But my parents had raised me to be careful, to expect an enemy in every corner. They taught me to never let your guard fall, because then they would strike. My mother had taught me how to fight. To always be two steps ahead; I had been good at that. Not once had anyone ever beaten me in a fight, and mother was proud of me. But even if I would've sucked at fighting she would be proud, but everyone truly saw me as a 'princess' because of my skills.

In a second I had made my decision. I had to go back; I had to see Killah who was waiting for me and I had to see Paul. Even if it was a trap, I had to see him because a part of me wanted, no needed the imprint that had to be true. My feelings for him were real even if his weren't. I got out of my bed and walked to my parents.

They were together in father's study; I walked up to them, "Father, mother I have decided to go back." I hoped I wouldn't regret it, and if the wolves did attack me they would be sorry, I would make sure they wouldn't be able to tell their children, or have children for that matter. They would not forget me that easily.

Dad was the first to speak, "Know, my daughter, that you are always welcome. If you ever feel the need to come we will welcome you with open arms."

When my father stopped talking my mother came to me and embraced me, "My child, we love you. I know you'll do the right thing, we raised you that way."

I bowed for them, spread my wings, and whispered, "Portami al mio destino" (bring me to my destiny)


I smiled as I opened my eyes; Killah was running to me jump on top of me. "Yes I'm here. I'm here girl," I said while rubbing her back. I liked it that she had missed me. I looked at the clock, four in the morning. I would seek Paul in the morning.

I quietly went into the living room and plopped down in the couch while putting the television on. I watched some movie they were showing, it was really old but I didn't care. The hours crept by, and finally the clock showed nine o'clock so I got off the couch and went to my room. I grabbed a pair of red skinny jeans and a black tank top, my black converse finishing it. I let my hair hang down.

I walked back downstairs and into the kitchen. I filled Killah's bowls and went out. It wasn't as sunny as last time. When I started walking I remembered I didn't know where Paul lived. I decided I would go to Sam's house and ask for directions.

When I reached the house after twelve minutes I took a breath and walked up the stairs that lead to the front door. I could hear several heartbeats. I knocked on the door and waited.

Sam opened the door and his eyes widened when he saw me. "Can I help you?" he asked politely.

I took another deep breath and nodded before I spoke, "I… I was wondering if you could tell me where Paul lives sir." I decided to be polite, that always helped.

"Don't bother going to his house, he is here," He gestured in the house and took a step aside to let me through.

I got in and looked around. I could see Jared standing in front of a girl, just as Embry, Brady and Collin. Jacob didn't stand in front of a girl; the girl was standing next to him. It was the girl that entered last time I was here, McKenzie, and to my surprise she smiled at me. Another woman entered the room. She was beautiful, even though she had three long scars. She walked to me with a plate, "Muffin?" she asked.

"No thank you, I can't eat that." I said apolitically. I looked through the room, but I didn't see Paul. I turned to Sam frowning.

"I'll bring you to him," He said and motioned me to follow him. He got up the stairs and stopped at the first door, "He's inside." He gestured to the door but didn't open it, I unsurely walked passed him, coming closer to the door.

I nodded and thanked him, waiting until he was out of hearing distance. I knocked on the door, no answer; I knocked another time, still no answer. I opened the door slightly, "Paul?" Then my eyes fell on the form that was lying in the bed. It had been three or four days since I had seen him, but he looked so weak and skinny compared to last time. I felt my heart shrink when I saw him lying so still. I walked closer to the bed and sat down on the floor next to his head.

"Paul?" I couldn't do more than whisper, hurt lingered in my voice. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have fled; it was a stupid thing to do." I got to my knees and saw pearls of sweat on his forehead. Feeling a strange mothering urge, I got up and walked out the room, in search of the bathroom. I had to open two other doors but I found it eventually. I grabbed a washcloth and poured some cold water over it. Then I walked back to Paul and started washing the sweat off.

"Please Paul, get up, I don't want you be sick," I noticed his eyes started to flutter, and I couldn't hold my smile. "Paul it's me Alexia."

His eyes opened partly, he looked at me like it wasn't real; like he thought he was dreaming. He muttered, "Please dream go away, please, please stop haunting."

I felt my heart drop; my cowardice had hurt him so much by fleeing. I took his hand in mine, "Paul, I'm not a dream, I'm real. It's me Alexia." He wanted to get up but I pressed him down "Shh stay still, I won't go."


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