Chapter 12 – Apparently It Could

Forest Green eyes looked at him. Her whole posture basically said 'If you touch me I'll nail you in the balls.' Her arms were crossed over her chest defiantly. She really didn't care if the top of her head barely reached his chin, or how good he really looked standing in front of her shirtless. His bare tan chest staring her directly in the eyes. She almost had the urge to reach out and touch him.

Almost.

Jake shuffled from right to left foot as he rubbed the back of his neck. Her glare was just about the one thing he could handle. He'd been in all out fights with Paul in wolf form that didn't bother him as much as her glare did right now. He could see the venom in her eyes. He started to open his mouth and say something when she held up her hand and stopped him from doing so.

Zeva was a completely open minded person, but it wasn't natural to watch her boyfriend punch a hole in the trunk of a huge ass tree. "Okay so I understood there were some things that just were different about you from my other boyfriends. The body temperature, the way you looked at me, the way you growled at my friend Ryan when he grabbed me too roughly. But when some douche bag comes up and puts his hands all over me it's my job to defend myself not you. And had you given me more than a three second lee way I would've kicked him in the balls so hard they would've been lodged in his throat until he had them surgically removed. But you hit him so hard I heard something break. I heard a bone snap and I don't even want to know which bone it was because the human face is all bone and cartilage. Then I follow you outside because you was shaking so bad I thought you was going into like epileptic shock or something and you proceeded to punch a hole in a damn tree. I'm not sure how that is even possible at this point."

She dragged her fingers through her waist long raven hair as her blue streaks shined noticeably. She exhaled, "I can't handle having a boyfriend who has roid rage every three minutes so if you are using steroids or something I'm going to ask you to choose. It's either me or the drugs, because I refuse to put myself in a situation where I'm calling the police at 3 am with a busted up face talking about how I had to kill you because you went ballistic on me."

Jake almost laughed…Almost.

He definitely couldn't help the smirk that crossed his red lips as he looked at his imprint.

Jake took a step towards Zeva and watched as Zeva took a step back. Jake chuckled, "I'm not on drugs Zeva. I've never done drugs in my life. Hell I have never even taken an aspirin. I was upset because that jerk thought it was a good idea to manhandle you. I know you're supposed to be able to defend yourself, but at some point my macho rationalization half of my brain took over and told me to sock him in the face before he tried to get any more bright idea's to touch you in other spots."

Zeva quirked an eyebrow at him, "If you're not on drugs they how the hell did you punch a hole in that tree?" Jake's eyebrows shot up, "Would you believe I've been working out?" Zeva shook her head negatively in a stiff manner; she was definitely not buying that excuse. Jakes sighed heavily, "This really isn't the way I wanted to explain everything to you. I guess it's my own fault though. I should've kept my temper in check. Will you go for a walk with me…Please?"

Zeva looked in his eyes and knew she could still trust him no matter what. She looked down when he held out his hand and her small hand came up and slowly slid into his. His warmth was completely welcome as his fingers wrapped around her small cold hand. Jake gave her hand a gentle tug. As she let him guide her off the front porch into the trees.

Jake smiled sweetly as he looked down at Zeva's insanely beautiful green orbs, "Remember when we went to the bonfire and my dad told the legends of our tribe?" she nodded, "Yea, how you guys are the descendants of wolves and you supposedly morph into wolves to protect the tribe from Dracula." Jake chuckled at her words, "It's not really Dracula, but they are vampire's they still suck blood."

Suddenly Zeva stopped walking and Jake face palmed, not believing he actually said that out loud. Jake turned and looked at Zeva who looked a little paler than normal. Jake frowned, "Zev, I'm…I didn't mean to just blurt it out like that." Zeva shook her head negatively, "You're telling me that vampires are real. Like really real right? That's what your standing here telling me."

Jake nodded sorrowfully, he could tell she was either going to freak out at the realization or think he'd fallen and bumped his head causing permanent brain damage. He was really hoping for neither and that she would just believe him, but that would be way too easy and he knew it, "I know it is probably hard to believe."

"Probably hard to believe? Really Jake? Probably?" Zeva's eyebrow's shot up almost to ask 'Are you kidding me?' Jake nodded with slight apprehension, "Look that doesn't even scratch the surface of everything else I'm about to tell you. Please just keep an open mind."

Zeva looked at Jake as he started explaining everything to her. Her eyes grew as he told her about being a wolf. And then he actually proved it. She stood completely astonished at the reddish brown wolf in front of her. Even on all fours he was gigantic compared to her. She wasn't a dwarf, but she wasn't a seven foot basketball player either. But next to Jake was a shorty…Big time. She held her tongue as Jake…err wolf Jake walked up and nuzzled her hand that was at her side.

She slowly lifted her hand up and stroked the fur on the top of his head and felt him groan at the contact. It sounded like he purred, but she couldn't stop herself as she leaned forward and buried her face in the fur of his neck. He was still her Jake, the smell and his eyes were the same. He leaned down so she wouldn't have to strain to reach him. "This is just crazy…Can you change back? Or do you have to stay this way?"

Zeva watched as Jake went behind a tree and came out with his signature cut off shorts again. He walked over to her as his handles settled on her waist and he pulled her closer to him, "I need to tell you something else."

It really couldn't get any crazier right?

"Zeva, I imprinted on you. You're my soul mate."

Apparently it could.