CH. 12
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"We need to go patrolling." I said. Jake ignored me and began to trail kisses down my neck to my shoulders. I unwillingly pulled away trying to ignore the fat that Jake was watching me as I changed. I turned back around and Jake was pouting but he a hint of mischief in his eyes. I walked up to him and hugged him. He put his arms around me, pulling me closer to him.
I could hear his heart beat beneath my ear. It soothed me, reminding me of a lullaby. Before I could stop it, tears formed in my eyes. Memories of sleeping in Edwards arms as he hummed my sweet lullaby clouded my head.
"Bells," Jake said putting his hand under my chin and pulling my face up.
"What's wrong?" he asked. I shook my head and wiped the tears away roughly from my face. He pulled me towards the bed and sat down with me sitting across his lap. He grabbed my hand, putting them in my lap and began to wipe away my tears with his thumb.
"Bella," he said and waited until I looked up into his eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked once I had. "It's nothing." I said sniffling and trying to block out the memories of Edward holding me. Jacob gave me a look that said, "I know you better that to believe that." I looked away from his knowing eyes and looked at the digital clock on the dresser table.
"Holy crap. We need to get out and start patrolling." I said. I began to walk out the door but Jake pulled me back by the arm. He looked at me, pleading with his eyes for me to tell him what was up. I stepped toward him and softly pushed my lips against his.
"Thanks for caring but we really have to go. Let's talk about this later." I said smiling even when I wanted to cry. Yes, it was true that Jake was my life now. He was the person, well werewolf that I had imprinted upon but that didn't mean that in some part of my heart I still didn't miss Edward. He sighed frustrated but let it go. He knew there was no point in arguing with me now. Everything was perfect that night. There didn't seem to be any sign of anything abnormal.
That's how it was for a while. Soon we faced Laurent and Victoria but we took care of them easily not even getting a scratch. For about 26 years nothing happened. The pack stayed the same and we didn't really have anyone new join us. I was grateful for this simply because I didn't want anyone else having to give up their dreams to protect our people.
I never found out quiet how I had ended up becoming a werewolf and it didn't really matter anymore. About 10 years after I had found out about my being a werewolf, Charlie died of kidney failure. About two years after that Seth found his Ashley and got married to her the following year. She was a very lovely girl, a bit out there but she was perfect for him.
Jared found Kim, once he had laid eyes on her, he never looked away. She was very shy but I liked her a lot.
Leah had found her own mate. He was a tall blonde handsome man by the name of David. He never really talked much when he was around us but he loved Leah and that's all that mattered.
Quil had gotten married to Claire, and Sam and Emily had also. Embry had gotten married to Candice who he had met at the local community college. Paul had married Abby a young outspoken girl. Jake and I had gotten married about the same time as Seth and Ashley.
No one in La Push seemed to question the fact that none of the 'protectors' as they called us, seemed to age except for our spouses.
Emily was the first one to get pregnant having Shawn who was a year older than Marissa, Paul and Abby's daughter. They ended up getting together and going off to college in Wisconsin. Shawn was the exact opposite of his father. He was more of the class clown. He had short brown hair that he had taken to spiking, blue eyes and more of a child like roundness to his face even as he got older.
Marissa was more like Abby than Paul but we had all noticed that she had the same temper as her father which has never been a good thing. She had her mother's erratic curly out of control hair, her dad's brown eyes, and beautiful russet skin.
Jared and Kim had a girl named Roxy short for Roxanne, who was born a couple months after Marissa. Roxy was the punk; she had never liked playing with dolls or dressing up. So it was no surprise when she started listening to punk music and getting into trouble. That is until Jared set her straight saying he would take away her music if she didn't end up getting her act together. Roxy had straight blonde hair which she had died black with red streaks in it, brown eyes, and full lips. Roxy had ended up leaving for New York to be a journalist.
When Roxy was around 9, Jared and Kim had a little boy named Dean. The day he was born she had acted like her mom's little helper. But he died when he was 10, in a car crash. It had been very tragic for everyone.
Denise was born was born about a year after Roxy. She was the daughter of Leah and David. Denise left to go to college in California. Denise had been the quiet, studious and very shy. She had brown eyes, long black hair which she usually kept out of her face in a ponytail, and thin lips. You could almost always find her with her nose stuck in a book.
They were all in their 20's. None of them had had our curse and everyone in the pack had been relieved at this.
Then Vincent, Damien and Natalie were born all in the same day. Vincent is Quil and Claire's son and Natalie is Embry and Candice's daughter.
Damien is my son. He had his father's jet black hair and he was like an exact replica of younger Jake. Except that he had my chocolate brown eyes and my pale skin. He was not at all clumsy like me.
About twelve years after Damien, Vincent and Natalie were born Seth and Ashley had a little girl named Mia.
Now Vincent, Damien and Natalie were all 15. They still knew nothing about what they could become or what we were. I prayed they never had too.