Chapter 10 – The Explanation

Lakota pushed back and looked up into Paul's eyes as she touched his cheek with her thumb, "Are you okay?" Paul scoffed as he looked down into her grey eyes that held him captive, "I'm fine, you're the one who fainted, how's your head?" As his hand cradled the back of her head gingerly. Lakota nodded slowly, "It's a little sore, but it's fine. Why do you look so mad?" Paul frowned, "I could've seriously hurt you or worse. I'm not mad at you I'm mad at myself for not having better control."

Her grey eyes looked down and then back up, "Don't be mad at yourself...For me...Please. What I told you was a lot to take in and hear. I just knew because you'd been so patient with me you deserved an explanation and I wasn't going to lie to you about it...So I went with the truth. Granted I wasn't expecting that kind of reaction from you...Of course who would." Lakota giggled a little.

Paul made a face, "Sam and Jake would. They know I've got a short temper when it comes to people being mean or rude to people I care about and with you it was just ten times worse. Because of what they did to you, I just want to find them and tear them into little pieces. I want to help you forget they EVER existed." Paul had growled out the last part as Lakota watched him start to shake again. He was taking deep breaths to calm himself but none of it was helping, the shaking was just getting worse. Lakota wasn't sure what to do to calm him down. She finally did the only thing she could think of.

Lakota's small hands reached out and cupped Paul's scorching cheeks as she leaned up and pressed her lips to his. Paul's whole body language suddenly changed as his arms wrapped around Lakota's waist and pulled her tighter against him. Her hands slowly slid from his cheeks to his chest as she melted against him. His tongue swiped her bottom lip almost asking for permission to delve deeper into the warm recesses of her mouth. As her lips parted and he tasted her for the first time, he groaned as his tongue brushed against her and he felt her moan into his mouth. When his tongue slowly vacated her mouth and he pulled back and opened his eyes, he noticed her grey eyes were a little on the smoky side.

Paul smirked down at her, "You cheated." Lakota giggled, "I win." Paul chuckled as he leaned down and kissed her lips softly. Lakota pulled back as Paul looked into her eyes and they looked as though they were begging for something, "What Kota?" Lakota smiled softly, "Tell me...Everything...Please." Paul frowned a little, "Are you really sure you want to know because I don't want to overwhelm you with too much." Lakota shook her head, "You won't...please Paul, will you tell me everything."

Paul exhaled heavily, "Okay...There are some members of the Quileute tribe that have this gene that makes them shape shifters. When we were all about 16, there were vampires around Forks, Port Angeles and La Push, a fever sets into our bodies and before we know it we were phasing into wolves left and right. We are super fast; we have immense strength and the ability to heal within seconds of receiving injuries. Not to mention we also can read each other's minds when we are in wolf form. Don't look at me like I'm crazy Lakota...Yes vampires do exist."

Lakota giggled, "Paul calm down, I wasn't looking at you like you were crazy, I was just a little shocked. So Dracula is real?" Paul chuckled, "Not so much Dracula, but vampires are real. The bad ones have blood red eyes, they are damn near impossible to catch and kill unless you're a vampire or a werewolf." Lakota smiled, "I guess it's a good thing you're a werewolf then huh?" Paul nodded as he brushed his soft lips across Lakota's forehead. Lakota looked at Paul, "There's more you're not telling me. What is it?"

Paul's lips tightened closed as he looked down at the space between them and saw the wood floor as he looked back into her beautiful grey eyes that held him captive once again. Lakota watched as his red tongue came out and wet both his lips as he rolled them together and noticed their eyes were locked on each other, Paul took a deep breath, "I imprinted on you." Lakota quirked an eyebrow, "What's that supposed to mean?" Paul ran his fingers through his jet black hair, "It's when a wolf finds a soul mate. The first day I saw you, when you came downstairs and I was leaning back in the chair, our eyes locked and I felt like my whole world was spinning out of control. I am whatever you need me to be. A friend, a brother, a lover but most importantly a protector. It's my job to protect you from now on."

Lakota looked down, "Are you sure you've imprinted? I mean I'm damaged Paul." Paul grabbed her hands, "Look at me Lakota." She couldn't look at him as hard as she tried, Paul's hand went to under her chin and tilted her head up, "Imprinting is designed to find your soul mate and give you a shove in the right direction. Everything you feel, I feel. I know when you're sad, depressed, mad, happy. Hell I even know when you're crying, because all I wanted to do the first 2 months you was here was bust into Dallas's home and go to you and hold you while you cried. Why do you think I showed myself to you in my wolf form...I had to see you physically to know you was okay and that no one was harming you. You're tears physically hurt me. Not seeing you physically hurts me. You can feel the pull to me...Can't you?"

Lakota smiled softly, "Since the first day I laid eyes on you. I didn't think I could be anyone's soul mate. Wait! What about Jake and Dallas?" Paul chuckled, "Jake imprinted on your sister the first time she turned around and called him a douche bag." Lakota laughed as she leaned against Paul's chest, "That sounds like Dallas. Does she know? You know?" Paul nodded, "Yes. the other wolves are Jared, Seth, Quil, Embry, Jake, Me, Leah and Sam is the Alpha, until Jake has a few more years under his belt and is ready to take over the Alpha spot." Lakota furrowed her brows, "Leah?" Paul chuckled, "Yea. She's the first female the elders have ever recorded as having the gene." Lakota nodded, "Cool." Lakota covered her mouth as a yawn escaped.

Paul carefully scooped her up in his arms as he stood from the floor and placed her back in bed, "Get some sleep...You're tired." He started to leave the room, when Lakota reached out and grabbed his hand and pulled him back, "Stay with me please." Paul couldn't refuse her. Not in a million years. He'd give her anything she ever wanted. He climbed into the bed and wrapped her safely into his arms as they both let sleep take over their bodies.