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Chapter 12 - BPOV

I woke up the next morning feeling rather odd. Only half-awake it took me a while to recognize that the room was not mine back home with Charlie. At first I thought I was dreaming about living alone or something and checked to make sure I was awake by pinching myself. Hard. But as I continued to look around the room, I saw photos of Paul and the pack on the wall and male clothes thrown over a chair.

Yesterdays happenings came back to me soon after. The pack meeting at Paul's. The fact that I was staying at Paul's. I looked over at the mirror above mahogany chest of drawers and noticed, I was wasn't wearing clothes. In fact, moving ever so slightly made me sore all over and especially down in the southern regions of my body. I inched carefully and slowly over to the side of the bed to avoid more pain and managed to get changed into the clothes that were on the floor. I moved towards the mirror in small movements and took a closer a look to see if I could make myself more presentable. As I combed my hair through I noticed a small mark on my collar-bone. It was teeth marks in a crescent shape not as prominent as the one from James but you could see it. I traced my hand over it and shivered from the sensation that ran through my body. I moved the collar of my shirt away from the neck to show most of my shoulders looking for any other distinguishing marks and noticed a small red bruisy looking one.

I had let Paul give me a hickey. Why oh why oh why? I sat down on the end of the bed and stared at my reflection. What did I do last night? I laid back on the bed and became award of how familiar this position was. I stood up quickly and looked around the room. My clothes were on the floor, I'm sore and I had a hickey. Did me and Paul? Nooooo. Did we? Surely not. I walked towards the door with long strides, or as long as my little legs could do, and yanked open the door before bounding down the steps 2 at a time. I found Paul in the kitchen at the stove with only faded jeans hanging low on my lips. I gulped.

"What happened last night?"

"We had sex, Isabella." I clapped my hands loudly as I could.

"Well done, Sherlock, you should get a fucking medal. I meant why really."

"Well... it just did. I kissed you and you didn't stop and neither did I." How could you explain why you had sex with someone? It was a weird question and it could have been rhetorical.

"Why do I have a crescent shape mark on collar-bone?" Paul looked at me instantly when I mentioned the mark and before my eyes could fully register his movements, his was in front of me tilting my head to the side with a finger and pulling down my top slightly. He hissed through his teeth and his head sagged forward. "What does it mean, Paul?"

"Isabella, I am so sorry. Must have got carried away last night..." I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed like the next thing to say was hard. It reminded me of the time he first said he had imprinted on me. Ah, memories. "It's a mark to show to other wolves that you belong to me. You now carry my scent and you cannot be with anyone other than me, you can only have my children. You are bound to me." He wiped both of his hands down his face as I started emotionless at him. He saw my expression and his fist flew out and punched the cupboard door repeatedly to his hand went all the way. Without noticing, I had already moved towards and grabbed his hand pulling him towards the table and told him quietly to sit down. I pulled the chair up beside him and pulled his blooded hand into mine so I can check it for broken bones.

"What does it mean for us? Can we get rid of it somehow at all?" I knew the answer before he shook his head.

"That mark means were pretty much married in tribe terms." My eyes widened at his words and my hand flew up to the mark and just as I was about to open my mouth to say it was okay just might be slightly awkward for us. The rest of the pack strolled in. I let go on his hand so I could cover the mark with my t-shirt and went to grab a cloth for Paul to wipe the blood off his hands. I turned to watch as the pack strolled in to the living room and the tension in the air only came thicker. Today was Friday. The day Victoria came. My eyes flashed to the clock to check the time, the boys had done some major sciency crap with the sun and animal behavior and figured out that she would be arriving sometime in the day time hoping she could surprise by the fact she was out in the day when the sun most highest. Sam had asked if they could take some of my clothes to the clearing to see if they could lure her that way with a strong scent.

"Ready, Paul?" He looked over at me once more before finally nodding at his Alpha. I realized this could be the last time I saw him or any of the pack for that matter. One could be killed in the fight and I hated the thought any of them could be killed just because of me. I walked over to each of the boys and Leah and hugged them tightly whispering be careful to each of them. One at a time after the hug they would head out of the door to phase ready to go off to the clearing together as brothers and sister. Paul was already standing at the door holding it open for them each to walk through. I spoke just as he went to follow stopping him in his tracks.

"Please be careful, Paul. I couldn't bear it if anything had to you. Any of you."

"Do you trust me, Isabella?" Our eyes locked for what seemed like forever. It was just me and him. Our brothers and sister outside were forgotten. I moved ever so slowly towards him, steering myself out the way of the coffee table and stood before him. I reached out with both hands to cup his face ignoring the contrast in our skin colours and lifted myself onto my tiptoes as I pulled him down towards me and pressed my lips to his softly. It was only small but it said so much then I hoped he understood and by the look on his face he did. I pulled away leaving a tiny gap between us and whispered; "I trust you." I said it firmly but in a soft tone and our lips brushed with every word. We pulled back completely and he smiled before going out the door, stripping himself of his clothes just before phasing.

PPOV

Unbelievable. That was the only word I had for what just happened at the door. Still confused but I had never felt more alive. Being with Bella the night before had almost been a wake up call for me. I didn't need lots of girls to make me happy now, I had Bella. I didn't even feel embarrassed when I took my jeans off and basically showed her my bare ass. She hadn't complained last night and obviously she had seen me naked. Well no one got to see much, I phased pretty quickly after. I heard a mental wolf whistle.

What went on at the door, huh brother? (Embry)

Nothing. (Paul) I growled at him and did my best to keep my thoughts of last night well hidden. I really did not want to share what I had seen and done with her.

Didn't look like nothing. (Quil) Everyone who was smart enough didn't say anything. Even Leah. We remained silent as we made our way to the clearing but stayed behind the field in the trees so she wouldn't see us at all. We were all ready. With 7 of us, minus Seth, we made a semi-circle around our end of the clearing so we could try trap her and let it end in seconds but with our super hearing and smell, we could tell that would be impossible. We could sense Victoria easily but we were more surprised to have picked up over scents along with hers. We were easily able to tell that she had another 12 vampires with her. She had made an army. With 7 wolves, I thought we would be able to take them down as long as the other vampires didn't know we existed. We could hold it to our advantage as they wouldn't know how to deal with us. We knew she was close, her stench was getting closer and closer each second.

Wait for it... (Sam) Just has he said them 3 words, 13 vampires literally flew out of the other side of the clearing towards us in a blur.

NOW!