All awesome credit still goes to the story Beta Carina2026. She's amazing….literally. Anyway, enjoy the latest chapter I've written for the story. I guess the plot and story purpose will pick up after this.

The mutual peace between the two was shimmering like waves of the deep blue sea. Both of them had found peace being at the cabin. Bella had even slowly began leaving stuff all over his house. He loved when he came in the door to find her coat and her shoes in the middle of his pathway. He loved that he would glance in the kitchen and find her mug placed safely on the island with remnants of her coffee depending on the time of day. Paul found the girl was far greater at keeping herself alive these days. She made him happy.

Bella sometimes would leave a water gun at the door with her thrown items and a note that read "find me if you can punk". It was always on the days that Paul found himself down or frustrated with the leech that kept escaping. He would lovingly creep out the house and follow Bella's scent in the forest and douse her in surprise attacks. Bella knew he had an unfair advantage but to hear Paul's laugh was music to her ears. It was this gruff, deep sensation that shook her bones and made her teeth tingle in anticipation.

Bella had vowed to make Paul carefree and she was doing a damn good job at it. She would often play games with him to keep his mind off the tension of the pack. She loved playing with him. Sometimes he would even wrestle with her in the bedroom. Paul would gently, but roughly, tackle her on the bed and force her to surrender with tickles. She found herself flushed often in his presence and her face bright with childlike joy. After all both of them had their childhood unfairly stolen, Bella's by a responsibility to her ditzy mother and Paul with a cruel family past.

"Bella!" Paul walked into his home. He could hear the steady beat of her heart. Her coat was thrown in the floor with her shoes. Paul couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. She seemed to just know when the pack had a shit for shit day. The tension in the pack today was more problem than the leech.

Jacob was ascending into his role while Sam was descending roles. That wasn't the problem though - it was the short fuse the two calmest members of the pack had carried around today. Sam and Jake has nearly tore off Quil's head for not being at his place to meet the pack after he ran the perimeter. Except the perimeter had expanded farther to touch the roofs and mountains of Canada. Quil had done exceptionally well in this route but he wasn't the fastest. Paul was impressed but the alphas were less than thrilled. Their transition was prolonged because of the constant presence of the leech lately. She came nearly everyday and the pack needed time to encompass their alphas and acknowledge the change of commands.

Paul approached the bedroom. He could hear her holding her breath. She wanted to play and he did too. Paul braced himself as he flung the door open and caught Bella against the bed. His swift actions were rewarded with a loud squeal of terror followed by peals of laughter. He was so enthralled by her happiness. She had put on weight and was always smiling these days. In his own haste to surprise the girl he hadn't noticed that she wasn't in anything but his shirt again. She was braless and she smelled strongly of the best coffee he had ever tasted.

Bella giggled up at him in wonder. He was staring down at her with a thunderous smile that made her catch her breath every time.

Paul's smile was like the light for her blind eyes. She met his eyes and smiled again encouragingly. He seemed to have had a bad day. As Bella spent more time with the man she was getting these feelings. She would find herself doing things based on this rushing emotion throughout her body. The water guns had occurred when she was at the store grocery shopping for Charlie and like magnets she had felt the pull. A billowing of this powerful warmth as she approached them. She has bought them and decided if the guns could bring her childish joy then surely it could bring Paul some. And it started happening more often. Bella would feel something a rush of power warmth harmonizing with her heart and she'd just do things. They always seemed to make Paul happy in the end.

Paul ignored the nudity of Bella and placed his hands on her inner thighs and gave them a languished squeeze. He was rewarded with loud snorting laughter as the girl squirmed underneath him. Paul was absolutely happy like this. He loved the feelings it gave him. His itch in his chest for Bella's needs had become this new feeling that was less irksome. His knowledge for his imprint had become this beautiful fluttering in his heart. The itch had slowly became a harmony of lesser itches until it seemed like the itch was barely there and resembled a flutter in his rhythm of breaths. He found himself looking for Bella's needs to experience the feelings he gave her. Paul hadn't known love but now... Now he had experienced this power billowing if butterflies in his heart until his whole body murmured in appreciation from his fluttering heart.

"Please Paul! I ca-ARG" Bella's snorts of laughter interrupted her sentences until the was gasping for air with tears in her eyes. The weirdest part of this tickle session was the rich sensation it caused that traveled up her thighs into a part of her that she had yet thought to explore. She wanted his hands higher suddenly. She needed it. "Paul".

A breathy whisper of his name from Bella underneath his body made him look down at the girl. Her beautiful curls had grown considerably longer to reach the roundness below her back. Her face had rounded and her eyes glowed. The chocolate pools were so enticing Paul felt his own breath hitch with Bella's. She had rounded out in the past few weeks. Bella's breasts seemed heavier on her new frame and suddenly Paul was hyper aware of it. His chest began to flutter. Paul looked at her wholly before his head inched forward on his own accord. Bella could see him leaning in, she could smell the autumn greatly with him so close. She wanted to be consumed. She lifted her own head to bring their foreheads centimeters apart.

"You've gotta surrender babe" Paul's lips were so close to hers. Bella tried to focus on his words. She could see his eyes now. Deep pools of brown darker than hers and she was locked where was. The new pet name made her crazy. She was fond of 'little girl' but the possessiveness of 'babe' developed a new emotion for Bella. She liked Paul. A lot. Besides the imprinting, Paul listened to her and was always honest, but that was just him, not the power of soul bonding. He was generous, patient and understanding. She felt an admiration for the man beyond the imprinting making her attune to his needs. She'd developed a crush on him.

"I'll surrender" Bella whispered back, Paul could smell coffee everywhere now. Her eyes seemed to have darkened with her lust.

"You know the words Bella or you'll have to stay here forever" Paul couldn't get his voice to raise higher. He found himself whispering back at her.

"You're the greatest wolf in the world and your enemies shall fall in terror when you approach" Bella laughed her words. She had been forced the first time that Paul had tickled her to repeat those words back to him or else he'd never stop.

"Try again this time Bella." Paul looked her up and down in anticipation. He didn't exactly care what his enemies thought of him at the moment. He wanted to focus on Bella. He could feel the imprint shifting within her. Her resolve that Edward was her soulmate was weakening these days. He was becoming more and more attuned to the woman underneath him.

Bella contemplated the words to tell him in surrender. She was already his prisoner and suddenly she felt like she should surrender her entire being to this man above her. Surrender her heart, soul and spirit that was damaged by Edward. How much could she surrender to Paul? She wasn't fully over her past.

"I-I surrender" Bella murmured. Paul waited more in anticipation. Her eyes began to cross from trying to make eye contact with the man in front of her they were so close.

"What do you surrender babe" Paul pressed his lips to the corner of her mouth to hold himself at bay. Her eyes closed on their own accord.

"I surrender myself... To you." Bella murmured back to him. Paul didn't wait a second after 'you' left her mouth. He placed his lips over hers and pulled his body against hers. Bella had asked for this after all. Paul had pulled her into his gravity. She felt like she was being consumed. She wanted every part of this man. She loved the way his body moved, especially when he was approaching her. She had brought her heart and he had brought his soul.

The kiss sounded a loud thumping from their bodies together. Like the aftershock of a bell ringing. A loud signal of time. Of time transcending between the two. Bella has finally accepted the imprint. It didn't mean that she truly loved Paul over Edward. It meant she had accepted Paul's role in her life. He had been accepted as her brother, her best friend, her family and most importantly her new target of admiration and adoration. Paul was sure the new role he had transcended into was a slight step down from where he wanted to be. The word boyfriend slipped past his head briefly before Bella's lips ended all thoughts.

The kiss for Bella caused a sweet sensation of happiness to spread throughout her body. The sonic boom from the movies sounded suddenly. Fireworks wouldn't do this man justice. He was a searing roaring nuclear war blistering the desert. He caused the loud eruption in Bella's being. She felt like she had thirsted for the man forever. The molding of their lips was a peaceful euphonium of the angels. The kiss marked a new moment in Bella's life. How could Edward ever compete with this man for her heart? It was becoming harder and harder to deny herself Paul. A corner of her heart was his.

The soil of LaPush pounded under the feet of a terrified wolf in the night. The body snarled and roared away from the familiar scenery further away in the forest. A cacophony of agonizing wails entered the still night sky and pierced the intimacy of Paul and Bella's kiss. The two separated flush and mind boggled. Something was deeply wrong with the pack. The wolves had gone crazy and everyone had phased. Paul was aware of this even in human form. Paul stripped himself down instantly and threw the bedroom doors open. Bella followed behind him as he phased in the yard.

"PAUL" Pauls wolf froze. They had never heard Bella's voice so raw with emotion. Especially not about him... He turned his snout to the side. "Be careful". Bella grasped the porch as she watched Paul wrench himself into the night. She didn't know what was wrong but it didn't sound good. The pack had sounded pained and she hated the idea that Paul had taken off to join them in whatever plight they faced. Bella returned to his bedroom and laid down. She would just have to wait for Paul to come home.

Paul's hind legs lurched forward against the deep soil of the forest and the pack mind resounded loudly in his head. Vaguely a headache began to form at the side of his cranium near his eyes. His wolf snarled in response to the chorus of despair in his mind.

Paul you must find Leah she's taken off.

Leah?!

They've phased. The Clearwater children. They were having a family dinner and they both just burst into wolves. No one was hurt but Harry was already weak hearted. He went into shock and had a heart attack!

Got it! Where is Seth?

We've got em' boss. Jacob and Jared went to the hospital with Mrs. Sue! Seth is tamed.

Paul ignored the continued conversation with the pack in his head. He wanted to make sure he caught Leah before she exposed herself or hurt someone. Her scent was marked differently from his pack brothers. She smelled of more than the forest-she reeked of moss and flowers. A feminine wolf indeed. Her distress over her father resounded over the rest of the pack.

I KILLED HIM.

LEAH! You didn't kill him! The circumstances weren't the greatest that's all. He was taken to the hospital. The longer you wait to stop running and calm down the longer it is to get back to your father.

GET OUT OF MY HEAD! FUCKING SHIT. I'VE LOST MY MIND.

Paul followed the girl closely. He didn't want to exert unnecessary force on the girl but he also didn't want to chase her to Timbuktu.

LEAH THIS IS WHAT MURDERING YOUR FATHER LOOKS LIKE!

Paul bombarded the packs mind with images of his father hitting him and his mother. The feeling of disgust, powerlessness, and heartache at his own father's destructiveness of the people he loved. Paul let the image of his mothe'rs dead body whip and violently throttle down the packs mind until all the wolves had ceased movement. His last image, the one that haunted his soul was the feeling of rage he felt when he found his father in their old home. He let the blistering hot white wrath engulf the whole unity and released the full emotional distress he kept so tightly under wraps onto the brotherhood.

Leah watched in her own mind the events unfold. Paul was a wolf like her? He has moved in front of her. The voice in her head was his?! He had murdered his father. The way his claws had ripped the flesh of the old familiar looking man splattered blood everywhere. The claw had spliced the jugular and continued down the body and ripped apart the man's heart. Paul was a murderer. The thought crossed her mind briefly and a chorus of growls erupted from her head again.

It's okay guys. I am a murderer Leah. I slaughtered my father like the pig he was. You've got a perfectly good father yet you're still here running away from him. You're wasting time Leah.

Leah recognized the voice as Paul's again. She felt her own fear and inner turmoil lessen instantly. She wanted to see her father. What if he-what if he didn't-what if...?

Then I suggest you get running the other way towards Sam and Jacob.

At the mention of Sam he felt the heartache pierce through the pack.

Your father Leah. You only get goodbye once.

Leah took steady steps back until she found her resolve to run back to her father. She didn't want to not be there when he woke up. Leah raced back with Paul soundly on her tail. Paul kept his thoughts silent as he traveled back with his new sister... She had a good father...