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Chapter nine- Wolf
"Some of us cut. Some of us used to cut. We are not proud of what we did, but we are not ashamed of out scars. Each and every scar has it's own story and the fact that the wounds healed reminds us that things get better." -Unknown
Bella's POV
Bella? The voice called again. I snarled out loud. Fucking hell, I had a major headache.
But this voice was different. This one made my heart melt, my eyelids drop and my blood rush. I could feel the heat spreading through my body. That voice was sexy and uncertain. That voice was my mates. My eyes snapped up to see the silver grey wolf. My eyes were sharper, as was my nose. I could smell everything! I could feel my heartbeat pick up in excitement. Apparently I hadn't really looked at Paul's wolf the other day. Or these eyes were just that good. I could see every single hair on his pelt. The mixture was beautiful. The colors ranged from white, grey, silver, all the way down to black and everything in between. He was tall, even in this form, with muscles and menace dripping off him. The way he stood screamed dangerous, but it just made my fur even hotter. His eyes were the best. They were a strange amber gold color. There was a base of red, then lighter flicks of orange and yellow, and even gold. His pupils were small, and almost slit shaped, but a bit more rounded. He had wide eyes, which were currently narrowed in concern. I could feel my heart swell with pride. This man, wolf, was mine.
He took a step closer to me, then stopped. I tilted my head. What was he scared of?
I whimpered when I realized he was scared of me. He was scared I would reject him, I'd be angry at him, he was scared I'd fight him on this. I could feel it all running through his head. Everything. The love and fear. The pride and confusion. His emotions were so strong they sent me straight to my belly in submission. He took another step, and another, until he was basically standing over me. I whimpered again. I didn't want him to fear me. He gently reached down, his mouth around my neck.
I tensed. I knew a bit about wolves. He was going to make me submissive! He was basically going to make me his personal bitch! I snarled, twisting in his grip and pushing him off with my hind paws. Like Hell I'd be the lower ranked one in another relationship. Not after Edward.
I glowered at him once he regained his footing. I could feel others around me, and the thoughts I heard made me feel secure. They wouldn't interfere in a lovers quarrel. I snarled at him again, stalking towards him.
You think you can win against me? He growled softly. I could feel he didn't want to fight me, but he had a deep dormant sense of dominance in him, and it was now showing it's ugly head.
I snarled again, not sure how to reply. I mean, I knew what I wanted to say, I just didn't know how to get it to him. I had no clue how he, or the others, talked in this form.
He inched forward. I couldn't let him surmise me. I held my stance and braced myself. He growled deep in his chest at me. I could feel my lips pulling back over my teeth in another silent snarl.
He went for my throat again, to bend me into submission. I snapped at his jaw, leaping back. His eyes narrowed further.
Bow down, he implored, his voice harsh and furious. I could feel his feelings boiling inside him. I wanted to whimper, but I bit my tongue. I bit it so hard I could taste the metallic twang in my mouth. I wanted to vomit. Blood doesn't taste appealing.
He started towards my leg, his jaws open wide. I yelped, and jumped over him, leading jarringly on my front legs. I did whimper at that. Fuck that hurt. Apparently I needed to figure this body out. Too late now.
We both spun, glaring at each other.
Bow down, he snarled again, his voice basically dripping with the venom from his very apparent dominant spirit. I could feel the wolf side threatening to rip out. I was just barely holding on to the humanity part of this form. The uneasiness in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife, and it in turn made me very uneasy as well. I didn't want to fight with him, damn it, he was my mate. But I would not be the girl he wanted. It just wasn't going to happen.
The song 'Demons' by Imagine Dragons rang out in the air. Both of our heads snapped up at the sound. Seth grinned sheepishly, muttering a sorry before answering his phone. "Hello? Yeah, I can tal-"
We didn't get to hear the rest as he walked out of earshot. I could feel my anger seeping away. I was suddenly very tired. Anger always did that to me.
Paul heaved a sigh, before coming over to me. Think of being human again. Think of whatever makes you peaceful, and happy,He murmured, not daring to look at me yet.
I did. I thought of my human form, with my brown hair and brown eyes. My pale skin, my little curvy figure. I thought of the sunset, how all the colors mix so well together. The reds, orange, purple, pink, and yellows. How they just mingled together, like the scent of all the wolves. I could feel a tingling in my bones, but this time it didn't hurt. There was a brief flash of pain behind my eyes, but it quickly past. I was on all fours, my knees on the ground and my hands digging in the mud. I could feel the soft breeze on my bare skin, and I shivered.
Then I gasped, my face burning as I clamped my arms down around myself for just a bit of modesty. "Anyone care to get me clothes?" I squeaked, cringing at the high pitchedness in my voice. Damn.
