AN: Sorry this has taken so long, work has been busy. This is short. Next Chapter will be longer and up this week. Sorry for the cliffy.
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NPOV
I was left speechless. I was not sure what just happened. All that I could gather was that my history teacher knew my family. He was a threat to them. And after my reaction to protect the threat, I was going to have a lot to explain. Why was I worried for someone I just met, let alone not even sure if I liked?
"Renesmee." I winced at the tone of my father's tone. I looked at him with the biggest eyes I could muster. "Your cute little girl act is not going to work. Get in the car. Give me the keys."
I did what I was told. After handing my father the keys I gingerly slide into the seat behind the driver's seat. I looked out at my family. I felt like I was a little kid again. I did not get in trouble often, only when I was younger and would play too long with Uncle Emmett. His antics would rub off and we would both be scolded. I had a feeling this was going to be a different conversation then the time I was yelled at for putting Aunt Alice's credit card in a block of ice or the time I hide Grandma's drawing pencils.
"Bella, Love, will you drive home with your daughter and me. We need to have a chat." My dad looked to the rest of the family. "If you will all go straight home. Jasper and Emmett please do a perimeter check. Make sure that the mutts did not find where we live. Alice will you please call Carlisle and Esme? We need to have a family meeting."
They all nodded and left. Leaving me alone with my parents. This was going to be fun. I closed the door and hoped for the best. What was I going to get yelled at first? Yelling at a teacher, detention, trying to protect the enemy?
"Edward, before you get angry with Renesmee, I knew she was in detention. It was a miscommunication with her teacher, which I didn't know it was Jake. I didn't know they were in on campus, I can't believe I didn't smell the wet dog scent. Don't blame her. Who knew he would have this reaction?"
"I am not upset with her or you." He started the car and reached for my mother's hand and gently kissed it. "Although, I am not happy with the outburst that caused Renesmee to land in detention, it is not what I wanted to talk about. We can deal with that later. We have more important things to worry about. First, I wanted us to clarify to our daughter how we know Jacob."
Phew. He is not mad at me. I let out a sigh before my mom started talking.
"Well, where do we start? These memories are a little fuzzy for me, but here we go." She turned to face me. "Honey, when I was human and living in Forks; your Grandpa Charlie's best friend was Jacob's father, Billie. Jacob and I were best friends. He was very protective of me and did not always understand my relationship with your father. He loved me very much, and I him. "
"Okay, so you knew him when you were human over a hundred years ago. And you were in love with him? But I thought you were with Daddy." I was really confused. What did any of this matter? Why did he want to kill me?
Picking up on my thoughts, my dad answered. "There was a time when I thought the only way to protect your mother was to leave her. Remember the dark period your mother sometimes refers too?"
I nodded. She mostly mentioned this when they were in a fight.
Dad smirked. "Yes, she does. Anyways, it was a bad idea and I nearly killed her and myself in the process. During the "dark" days, Jacob was able to help your mother function. This is where they became best friends. Jacob would have given his own life for her. And in answer to your inquiry, yes your mother loved him as well. But it was enough to be with him. Your mother and I were mates. As you know nothing can come between mates."
Okay, so Mr. Black loved my mother. My mother loved someone else before she married my father. This was a lot to take in. I always thought my parents had the typical fairy tale romance. They over came all the odds to be together. It was something I always looked forward too. I knew one day it would happen to me.
My father laughed at my thoughts. "Yes, it does appear like a fairy tale, but there was heart ache and fear. I thought I was going to lose your mother when she had you. From what I got from Jacob's mind, he thought Bella was killed by your birth. He vowed to kill you, always thinking that you were a monster. He did not know what you would look like or who you would become. It didn't matter to him; you killed his best friend in his eyes. He jumped out of the Carlisle window and never turned back. He was so broken he let Sam convince him that we broke the treaty and he has been on a hunt for us ever since."
I stared at my parents. I had so many emotions running through my head. Fear, awe, jealously, angst, hatred, sadness and excitement. I was fearful of what was going to come next. A war? I didn't want my family to get hurt and part of me didn't want to see Jacob get hurt. I was in awe of the life that went on before me. I was jealous that my mother had a relationship with Jacob, it was irrational, but I felt it, even it was only a little. I was anxious of the unknown and hated Jacob for thinking that I was a monster and wanting to end my life. He didn't even know me. I was sad for him. I couldn't imagine thinking that your best friend was dead for a century and to think that a baby was responsible, how horrible. Having a vendetta and carrying it around can only break you down. He was as lost as an abandoned puppy. And I was excited. Life seemed more exciting when my mom was human. We have been doing the same thing for over a hundred years. I was excited for all these new experiences. We meet Jacob and we have more excitement then I know what to do with.
We pulled up in front of the house. I was greeted by my family. Uncle Jasper stared at me. I felt a wave a calm wash over me. I winked at him, silently thanking him. I was emotionally all over the place
Another thought popped into my head. "Dad, why did you call him a mutt?"
"Do you remember us telling you the story of the treaty we made when we lived in Forks?" I nodded.
"Well, he is from that tribe. He is the alpha of the pack of wolves, whose mortal enemies are vampires. I do not know how many there are anymore. There was a large amount when we left forks. They are immortal as long as they still shift. I don't know if everyone is still alive from the fight with the newborns."
"Well, we know Seth is still alive. And he didn't try to attack me; he tried to warn me, I think he doesn't want to be part of Jacob's plan. He mentioned something about not being a murder." My mom added as we headed up the stairs and into the house.
"Seth was a good friend. I would never want to hurt him either, but if he has to follow the alpha's orders, he might not have a choice. Which leads me to my next question, is the pack still separate? Is Jacob the only alpha?"
Uncle Jasper and Daddy started to talk tactics. I zoned out. This was so much to take in. I was struggling with something since I met Jacob. I felt protective over him. Why did I call him mine? I didn't believe that he could kill me. When he looked into my eyes at detention, something in him connected to me. I wanted to be with him now, even knowing he wanted to kill me and my family.
"Renesmee, honey, come with me to the kitchen?" I looked up to see my Grandma. I smiled at her.
"Of course."
"I got you some strawberries. I thought we could try to make a shake with them and strawberry ice cream to see if you liked it."
"Sounds like a plan." I think she was trying to get me to leave the "grown up" talk. Which was fine with me.
On my way to the kitchen I heard my dad talking to my family.
"We have a bigger problem. I heard Jacob refer to Renesmee as his imprint." My family gasped. They thought I was out of hearing range, but they reaction scared me.
Imprint? What does that mean? Does that mean he has power of me? Can he control my will? Is that why I couldn't get him out of my head? Could he make me walk to my own death? Now I was truly scared.