BPOV
I clutched onto Paul's hand as we made our way to Sam and Emily's house. Even his large thumb rubbing circles on my hand did nothing to soothe the butterflies I was feeling. He must have felt my unease seeing as he looked over at me and mouthed "it will be okay". I gave him a small smile and tried to look reassured, but I wasn't.
When we got there Emily was in the kitchen cooking, as usual. That woman was like a force of nature in the kitchen, she couldn't be stopped, but I guess it comes with the having to feed a pack of wolves that are always hungry. "Hi Emily, do you need any help?" I asked her, hoping that whatever she asked me to do would take my mind off things. She smiled, "sure Bella, can you start the chocolate chip muffins? I need three dozen made up, the recipe is beside the mixing bowl." I checked the recipe, grabbed the ingredients and started. Baking has always been my favorite, takes my mind off things. "Emily, I was wondering. How do you afford to feed the guys? I mean, they eat so much and your grocery bill must be a ton. I don't mean to intrude, but I'm curious", I asked and chuckled uncomfortably. She simply chuckled back and replied "oh, the council helps with some of it. The guys also help with what they can. Sam, Paul and Jared all work full time since they are out of school. Their pays aren't great, but it helps. It's good that the council bought all the guys houses or they'd be starved half to death".
The day continued to go on as normal. The guys ate and watched football. Well, I guess they argued about it more than they watched. They couldn't watch one damn sport without arguing over it. Men…I never understood the appeal to sports, but maybe that was because of my two left feet. After dinner Paul and Sam left to patrol and all the other guys went home for a bit. Paul left with strict instructions to "not leave Sam's and go home", I figured it'd be best to listen to him in this situation.
It started to get darker out and still, none of the guys came back. I was starting to get worried, but Emily was just flitting around the house cleaning like she had no cares in the world. "I wonder what is taking the guys so long to come back", I murmured to myself. "Oh, sometimes they don't come right back after patrol or whatever. Some of the guys like to run for the heck of it. That is probably what they are doing", Emily replied. "Oh", was my smart reply and we lapsed back into a comfortable silence.
It was nearing one in the morning and they still weren't back. I was antsy and wanted to go home to my bed, but of course, I couldn't. Emily had gone to bed long ago so I was sitting alone. "Where the fuck are they?" I thought to myself. A bunch of different possibilities ran through my mind. One of them was seriously injured…no, if it were that then one of them would've come to get Emily and me. A group of vampires ambushed them and killed them, that idea was laughable. A hunter seen them running through the woods and shot them….that idea was even stupider than the vampire idea.
When I awoke in the morning the sun was shining through a window that I didn't recognized. I shot straight up, panicked. Where the fuck was I? How did I get here? Was he after me again? Did he bring me here? My heart was starting to race and I felt like the walls were caving in, I couldn't breathe yet I couldn't move. I was too paralyzed with fear. I felt the tears streaming down my face and everything was going back but something pulled me out of my panic attack. Two simple words "its okay", said by the only person I wanted right now….needed right now…Paul.
PPOV
We decided that it'd be best to leave Bella at Sam's house when we went to deal with John. She didn't need the added stress.
After dinner we all left, making up excuses as to why we had to go. Sam and I were going on "patrol", at least, this is what Bella thought. Really, we sent the two youngest wolves, Brady and Collin out on patrol. They were young and didn't see what we were about to do, neither did Seth so we had Sue make up some excuse as to why he was to stay home.
John was at my place seeing as it was the most secluded of our houses. We wouldn't have to worry about parents, imprints or innocent by standers. I was thinking of all the things I was going to do to him. How much I was going to hurt him before I killed him. How dare he hurt MY imprint, MY Bella, the wolf growled in agreement. "Paul, keep your head in the game. I know you're upset right now but we need to deal with this properly." "Fuck you Sam. If it were Emily you'd be acting the exact same way, and don't like and say you wouldn't. You get all possessive if another guy even looks at her the wrong way" "I do not Paul and you know I don't", he argued with me. I let my mind flash back to the day at the beach back before I'd met Bella. "Okay, okay. You win Paul. Happy?" "Yeah, I am" I replied smugly, I'm not one to let people get away with bullshit. You can bet I will call them out on it.
I could smell the fear before I even got into my front door, "good" I thought, "he deserves it". We quickly phased back to human and went in. John was sitting in my living room, tied to a chair. The rope was tight and cutting into his wrists, I could smell the rusty smell of the blood and it was satisfying. As soon as he noticed us his heart rate picked up, he paled and beads of sweat pooled above his eyebrows. "W-w-w-who are you?" he stuttered out. I chuckled, but it was far from humorous, it sounded murderous and it was. "You don't need names. You just need to know that I'm the person who will be ending your pathetic existence. You hurt my Bella." I snarled out…or was it my wolf, I wasn't too sure. "Your Bella? Ha. If you want her you can have her. She's no good to me anyways. She was more a toy than anything. A good fuck and an easy one at that." Those words came out of his mouth and I lost it. The wolf was taking over and I couldn't stop it. I was snarling and spittle was flying from my mouth, hitting his face.
"Paul, control yourself", I heard the alpha timbre but my wolf ignored it. I felt my body shaking, all I could see was red.
Next thing I knew I was on four legs instead of two. I could smell that the blood was stronger now, but I didn't care. My wolf was out for the blood, we wanted him to suffer. To feel the pain he caused our imprint to feel. I looked up and seen the deep slices in his skin, pouring blood. His heart beat was faint, but still there. I couldn't wait to finish him off. "Paul, stop!" this time the alpha timbre was doubled, but my wolf still ignored him. John had hurt an imprint. Not just any imprint but MY imprint.
The hair rose on my back, I snarled and I lunged right for the fuckers throat.
JohnPOV
I sat all day by myself in some house. They left me tied to a chair and no matter how much I struggled the ropes wouldn't come free, instead they just cut into my wrists, drawing blood. I wondered what they were planning on doing with me. Surely they wouldn't be stupid to kill me…would they? This was the moment when I started to regret not telling anyone where I was going.
If I managed to get free that little bitch would pay. She had made my life a living hell from day one. I probably never should have gotten involved with her but I couldn't resist, she was a tease. I made sure I always got what I wanted from her, even if that meant doing it by force. She was my play toy and when she left I was furious.
Tracking her down wasn't hard, all I had to do was pay off the school and they told me where she went. People can't resist large amounts of money and I had that. I had always told her that if she left me that I'd find her and kill her.
I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard the door open. In walked a group of oversized natives, instantly I knew I was in deep shit and my heart beat picked up.
"W-w-w-who are you?" I stuttered out. The guy closest to me chuckled darkly and I gulped. "You don't need names. You just need to know that I'm the person who will be ending your pathetic existence. You hurt my Bella" he snarled. ""Your Bella? Ha. If you want her you can have her. She's no good to me anyways. She was more a toy than anything. A good fuck and an easy one at that." I was just taking my chances now.
Suddenly things changed. The guy started to shake and snarl. There was spittle flying out of his mouth, hitting my face. I was scared…what could make someone shake like that? Surely he couldn't be THAT mad, could he?
"Paul, control yourself" one of the other guys had said, his voice rung of authority, but this Paul guy just ignored him. Out of nowhere the guy was changing into a horse sized wolf…what the fuck? Was I dreaming? But I knew I wasn't dreaming when I felt one of his paws slash threw my face, traveling down my body.
The pain was excruciating and I could feel the blood pouring out of me. The last thing I remember was the huge silver wolf lunging for my throat, feeling the pain and then everything went black. Completely black.
A/N- So there you have it. Chapter 7. Again, I'm sorry for the lack of updates. Now that I have a computer the updates should be more frequent.
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