Chapter 9

Paul came running into the room with little Jackson still hanging on him. It was adorable to see the relationship between the two. I could already see Jackson years from now. He would be like my Paul. Of course that was not the issue at hand. I stared at Paul towering at the doorway. My eyes were on him but his eyes were on Emily. I didn't understand the emotions I was seeing in them… panic, love, hope, and maybe even anger.

"Paul-" I started to say, but I was interrupted by many sounds.

"Em-" A growl began and was followed by a crash of many more voices and bodies.

"There's my boy!"

"Dad!"

"Is lunch ready for us?"

"Who's the babe?"

"I'm starving!"

"She's taken."

"Lunch is almost done."

"How has your day been?"

"All is good in the world or woods." Deep laughter followed that.

I stared wide-eyed at the group that came in. They were all giants like Paul. They were all male and the room felt very small with them in it. I was glad to be on the couch. I felt overwhelmed. Emily left me to go over to the second tallest giant in the room.

I wasn't left alone for long. I joined by a shirtless, muscular guy that looked like Paul's twin but his hair was slightly lighter and his eyes were a light brown. Plus Paul had something about him. He was one of a kind. This guy was a lot different from Paul on a elemental level.

"Hello. I'm Embry and I'm going to woo you today. Before you leave this house, you'll be mine," he said in the cockiest voice. I couldn't stop myself. I laughed so hard that tears filled my eyes. It wasn't just his voice. It was his body language as well. He sat down on the couch like he owned it and placed his strong arm on the back of the couch. Embry was leading in close to my face when he was suddenly gone before I could do anything.

"She's mine," said Paul. His voice held fierce possessiveness. I smiled up at him and watched him take Embry's seat. He pulled me into his lap and wrapped his arms tightly around my waist.

My arms went to wrap around his neck and got comfortable in his lap. It wasn't hard. Sure, he was all hard muscle but he was so warm. He was just like an oversized beanbag. Nice and cozy. I freely gave him a kiss on the lips for it. It was just a small little peck. With that bold move though, all attention in the room turned to us.

An uncomfortable silence fell over the group and all eyes were on us. I leaned into Paul. I was beginning to feel a little awkward. I didn't like having all the attention on me. I wasn't into the spotlight thing. I was far from shy, but this was uncomfortable. I already had enough issues. Paul sensed this and held me tighter. He kissed my temple, causing me to giggle. That broke the silence.

"Oh my gosh. Paul got a girl!" someone shouted. I bit my bottom lip to stop a grin from spending on my face. It was funny but I couldn't picture Paul having girl problems. He was a bronze god. He could be one of his own Native American gods. What girl would pass up on a god? Maybe if you were Hades or a god like him. Still even Hades could get a girl in these days and times.

Emily's chuckle came over the whispers and chatter that followed that 'Paul got a girl' statement. "She's not just a girl. Taelore is his imprint." As soon as she said it, she covered her mouth with her hands. She looked at us and her face said everything. She felt guilty for letting that fact slip.

I didn't care if the pack knew, but I got an extremely strong feeling that Paul wanted to tell them in his own time. Maybe never or at least tell them himself. It was turning out to be more stressful for more than just me. It just figured. It was the story of my life. Nothing was ever easy.

"No way!"

"Paul didn't get just a girl but an imprint!"

"I'm surprised he didn't kill me when I hit on her."

"It could still happen, Idiot! He might just be waiting to kill you later."

"I can't wait to tell the rest of the pack!"

"When did this happen Paul?"

"Did you say Taelore? Like Miss Davenport's kid?"

"Hell must have frozen over for this to happen."

Paul's body became to shake with his anger. I gently patted the arms that shook my whole body. A headache was coming with all that shaking. It was like one of those vibrating armchairs that you could stop in the stores. I smiled at hearing him groan and stop moving like a sonic powered toothbrush.

"I'm hungry. I promised Taelore lunch and I'm going to give it to her. It should be done by now," said Paul. He stood up from the couch and set me down on my feet. His large hand wrapped around my smaller hand. Chills ran down my spine and leaned to my walking sun. He was so warm and I loved it as I wrapped my other arm around his. Together we walked back into the kitchen. Everyone else followed afterward.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, New Moon, and Eclipse as well as all the characters in the saga. I own only my characters and the plot.

A/N: I wrote this chapter finally. It's been awhile and I know my readers that you have waiting patiently. I don't know about this chapter it is because since Breaking Dawn it killed this story a bit for me. If you have read Breaking Dawn, you would understand. Maybe. I don't know if I'm going to complete this story or not. Tell me if I should continue or not.