Hi guys, it's me again. I have another chapter for you all! Yay! I am so close to hitting that 300 review mark. We'll get there soon, with the help from you guys! LOVE Y'ALL.

FYI: I have started another story called Russet. I wanted to try it out. So far I have 2 chapters up…I'm just letting you know that I will be continuing this story, I'm not going to go on hiatus for a long time and you guys never hear from me again…lol.

A/N: I've heard from a few people that they hated Paul, and in this story I do too. For all you Paul-haters out there, this chapter is for you.

Dedicated to: C_Jay_CD, because I know how much you wanted this chapter!

Disclaimer: SM owns.

WARNING: Rated M for sexual content.

Chapter 14: Pie

"Lee…are you okay?" Bella asked, coming up near Leah. She nodded her head, splaying her palms out on the table. She eyed the pie near the glass bowl of chips.

"Yeah, I'm fine," the shape shifter replied sullenly. Truth was, she wasn't okay. Sam and Emily were getting married. Sam got Emily pregnant. She was supposed to be in Emily's position…not sitting here heartbroken.

"That was totally uncalled for. I mean, why would she even think to announce—"

Leah held up her hand. "Just…don't talk about it."

Bella played with her fingers nervously. "Did you want to go home?" she asked with genuine concern. "I know how awkward it probably is to be around Sam and Emily now."

Leah turned and faced the water, her short bobbed hair blowing in the wind. Bella turned back to Jake who was hiking down the hill after her. She went to him quickly with worry evident in her eyes.

"Leah's breaking down," she told him.

"I know," Jake said. He'd seen the last five minutes of her heart pouring out into her thoughts through the pack mind. He could only imagine how torturous it was to hear that. "Does she want to leave?"

"She said that she didn't want to." Bella replied, shoving her hands into her pockets.

"Yeah," he whispered. "I know. She's always been stubborn like that."

He took her hand and led her away from Leah. Seth rushed down the hill to comfort his older sister while Bella and Jake came up with Embry, Quil, and Claire.

"I still can't believe Emily would do that to Leah." Claire ranted, her face red and her brown eyes worried and upset. "I knew she didn't like her cousin, but I didn't know the hate was that strong."

Quil rubbed Claire's back as she rambled on about how upset she was about the whole situation. Embry sighed and gave Quil and apologetic look.

"I'm so outraged right now, Bella." Claire said, breaking away from Quil, who looked relieved to see his fussy imprint walk away with Bella. "And I thought Emily was an all around nice person until she went and did that to poor old Leah. Oh, and wait 'till Sue hears about this."

"Do you think she's actually pregnant?" Bella asked. Jake looked down at her with his brow raised.

"Could she fake it?" Claire exclaimed. "Watch her fake it. Now I really don't want to go over to Emily's anymore for those stupid imprint club meetings."

"Imprint club meetings?" Bella questioned.

"They're once a month, but Emily didn't invite you because Kim had a fit about you comin'. She hates you, you know." Claire said matter-of-factly.

"Oh," Bella said, taken aback by the comment. "Okay then."

Jake snorted. He'd never really liked Jared, and he'd liked Kim no more than rust on his shiny Harley Davidson. But something blue in the corner of his eye distracted him from thinking about Claire and Bella's conversation.

He turned his head to see a woman with long black hair making her way out of the forest and down to First Beach. She wore a blue (that must have been the thing distracting him) dress with a knitted white sweater over top. She waved to him. He could feel his temperature rising.

He let go of Bella—not that she noticed or cared (she wasn't the clingy type)—and stormed over to where she was standing. "Rach!" he half-yelled, half-whispered. "What the hell are you doing here? You weren't due home until Monday."

"Baby bro," she whispered. "Aren't you happy to see me? I came home early."

Jake shook his head. "No, it's not that I'm not happy to see you. It's just that—"

"Daddy told me you'd be here with your girlfriend Bella. I wanted to see her. Where is she?" Rachel quipped, taking her brother's hand and pulling him back to the conversation.

She tapped Bella on the shoulder, waited as she turned around, and jumped on her with an embrace. "Oh, Bella!" Rachel exclaimed, taking Bella completely by surprise. She pulled back, smoothing the wrinkles on Bella's shirt. "I'm sorry. I should have introduced myself before I hugged you like that. I'm Rachel Black, Jake's older sister. We met at the bonfire, remember?"

"How could I forget?" Bella smiled, grasping Rachel's hands. "You were so welcoming."

Rachel leaned into Jake's side. Whispering, "Jay, I hope you imprint on this cute little thing. I'd love to have her as a sister-in-law."

Jake blushed when he realized that Rachel had said it louder than a mere whisper and the whole group had heard his sister. Embry and Quil snickered quietly while Claire "awed" with her big Bambi eyes and nudged Bella in the side.

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Paul needed to talk to Embry, but he saw Jake standing over there. He couldn't get through to Embry with the pack mind.

He must have blocked me out, he thought. I still can't figure out how he does that.

He was afraid that if he came face to face with Jacob, he'd just beat the pulp out of him. Paul chuckled and grabbed his cup of beer. He began his hike up the hill.

When he neared closer to the group, Embry and Quil noticed him and they let him into their circle. "Embry, I need to talk to you." Paul said.

Once Bella heard his voice, her head snapped towards him. Paul chuckled again. Jake glared daggers down at him from his height of 6'7. There was a young woman standing next to Jake with her arm linked around his.

Who was she? Paul hadn't seen her before. And he swore to himself that he'd banged every girl on the Res. So why didn't he know this one?

The young woman looked over at him and smiled. Paul grinned back, initially looking away at first.

"What, man?" Embry questioned. Paul ignored him.

It was something about the way that woman smiled. It captivated him to the point where he couldn't bear to look away from her. He made eye contact with her again, zaps of electricity coursing through his veins. He stared and stared.

Rachel raised her eyebrows. She felt like he was trying to see through her clothes, or something. "Jake, what's up with your friend?" she asked.

Paul seemed to break out of his odd daze, shaking his head like a wet dog. He stuck out his hand in greeting. Jake growled lowly at Paul.

He watched his sister step out from his side and shake his hand. "I'm Paul Lahote," he said, wearing a lopsided grin on his face. "It's…very nice to meet you."

"Rachel Black," she replied, the corners of her lips tugging up in a slight smile. Paul couldn't stop staring, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Jake studied the expressions on Paul's face as he talked to his sister. He could feel his temperature rapidly boiling up.

It happened.

"Get away from her," he seethed.

Paul looked up, his eyes turning black instantly. "I think you should watch yourself."

Jacob's hand darted out and grabbed Rachel's wrist with his vice-like grip, tugging her to his side. She let out a small yelp, angering Paul even further.

"Don't touch her!" Paul seethed, pulling her back to his side. "You're fuckin' hurtin' her!"

Bella watched Paul with widened eyes. Rachel stood there in complete astonishment as she was being yanked around by both her brother and Paul.

"I can't believe you!" Jake hissed, shoving Paul backwards with his large hands. The other man stumbled back in the sand.

"I swear I'll blow your fuckin' head off, Black!" Paul yelled loudly. "She's mine!"

Sam quickly rushed over to the arguing pair, 'Alpha-ordering' them both to cut it out. "Jake, calm down. And Paul—come with me."

Sam quickly dragged an extremely irritated Paul away while Jake was left to swaddle his older sister in his bulging arms protectively. He suspected Sam would give the "talk" to Paul about imprinting, like the Alpha had done the same to him.

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"I don't want this to go down in a fight, Leah." Emily spoke softly, laying a hand on her cousin's shoulder. "I know that you loved Sam. And the truth is, I love Sam too."

Leah stood at the sweets table, eying the pies and cakes that she and Bella had made that afternoon. Emily was really testing herself, pushing Leah's buttons. If she didn't stop soon, it wouldn't end well for either of them.

Emily rubbed her slightly swelled stomach in her hands. "This baby…it seals the deal with Sam and I."

"I'm over Sam," Leah retorted, picking out the dish of peach pie and digging her plastic fork into it.

"No you're not," Emily told her, placing her skinny copper hands on her shapely hips. "Stop lying. I can see it in your eyes."

Leah glared at Emily, staring at the ugly scars on the right side of her face. Couldn't she see that she was trying to enjoy her peach pie in peace? The last thing she truly needed was to be badgered by her cousin and ex-bestfriend about her ex-boyfriend.

"I want us to be friends again." Emily stated. "I hate fighting, let alone with you. You've always been that feisty type."

Chewing on her peach pie, Leah thought of how ridiculous Emily sounded asking her to be friends again. Emily had had a sudden change in heart, or so Leah thought. But was she actually serious about wanting to become friends again?

"And I actually have to ask you something, Leah." Emily said confidently. Leah eyed her warily.

"What?" the shape shifter asked.

"Find yourself a man, so you can stop fawning over mine."

Leah nearly choked on her pie. She felt her face reddening instantly with anger and surprise. She looked down at the pie in her hands and then back to Emily's sweetly smiling face.

"You know what?" she said. Emily nodded at her, listening. "That might not be such a bad idea."

Emily nodded again. "It's a great idea. Kudos to myself."

"One more thing," Leah injected. With a swipe of her hand, she smashed the peach pie into Emily's unsuspecting face. "It's a great peach pie. Kudos to myself."

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Jake had taken Rachel home shortly after, too angry to talk to anyone. Bella had driven Seth and Leah home in her Chevy. Her seats were sticky from residue from the gigantic fight Leah and Emily had gotten into.

It all began with Leah smashing peach pie into Emily's face, then with Emily throwing cool-whip onto Leah's shirt. It was a lot of messy hair-pulling, cake throwing, pie smashing and cat-scratching.

Needless to say that Sam was so embarrassed.

His pregnant fiancé and his ex-highschool sweetheart had gotten into a massive fight over him. Bella shook her head in remembrance of the flop of a welcoming party.

Emily's announcement of marriage and pregnancy.

Leah's small breakdown over the whole thing.

Paul's imprint on Rachel.

Jake's fight with Paul over Rachel.

Leah's pie fight with Emily.

God, could the list get any longer?

Bella grabbed her book and sat out on the porch. She hadn't yet finished The Great Gatsby yet, since she'd not the time to read. She turned on the gas lamp that hung from the rafters of her cabin's porch roof, letting the light illuminate the small space in the dark.

She read, and read. She read about Gatsby's great parties and Daisy visiting him during one of the parties. She read about Myrtle's death, and her husband losing his mind.

It was midnight when she heard the leaves rustling in the trees. She eyed her rifle nervously. The gas lamp swung, the light flickering. Just like the first night she'd met him.

But this time it wasn't him…at least not in his human form. The giant russet wolf appeared out of the shadows. Bella froze; fear invaded her mind despite her knowing that he was harmless.

C'mon Bella, how many times have you ridden on that wolf's back? she thought.

The wolf made his way up to the front of her cabin, his yellow eyes glowing in the darkness. Bella sat up straight, her book still in her hand. She sat on the porch chair, watching the wolf's every move.

"Hi," she said at last. With her words, the wolf charged up the porch stairs and plopped himself right next to her. He was the size of a pony, yet he was sitting beside her like a dog, one that was awaiting to be petted.

She did pet him. She stroked this thick russet coat and he hummed in approval. He leaned his head back and rubbed his jaw along hers in a slow, sensual way. She smiled slightly and nuzzled back against the wolf's head.

His big tongue lolled out as he licked the side of her face softly. She giggled. The wolf took it as a happy reaction and began to lick her arms up and down.

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"Ahhhh, that feels so damn good." Jake leaned his head against the shower wall. "The way you move it…it's like heaven."

She smirked and rubbed the washcloth over the taut muscles in his back as he supported himself against the shower wall. When Jake had phased into his human form, Bella was covered in spirit-wolf saliva. His back had hurt so much from running and his head pounded from his argument with Rachel and his near-fight with Paul.

He turned around, letting the water fall over his head. With his smoldering brown eyes roaming over her body, he took her in. With a single movement, he scooped her up in his bulging arms and slammed her against the wall of the shower.

Bella was already so aroused that she disregarded that pain in her lower back when he slammed her against the wall. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling his body to hers.

His warm brown eyes quickly turned blackened with lust as the smell of her arousal permeated the air. The feel of his need pressed up against hers almost made her cum on the spot.

He dragged his hot lips against the silky skin of her throat while he rhythmically grinded his hard and muscled body up into that apex of her need. She arched her back with need. She was always craving his passionate love sessions.

Her body still pinned to the wall by his, one hand left its position by her head to slide between her thighs and touch her dripping arousal. The moment his fingers touched that special place, she bucked against his hardness, causing a sharp intake of breath.

"You want me," he purred in a low, languid tone. He brought his fingers up to his mouth, tasting her arousal. "You want it."

She feebly nodded and whimpered cravingly, so turned on by everything he did. She turned her head to the side, giving his wet lips better access to her neck. He suckled lightly, leaving a bright red hickey on her neck.

A mark.

A mark that let everyone know that she was his.

He brushed his knuckles over her soft cheek, brushing her sopping wet hair out of her eyes. Jacob leaned in and kissed her softly with the soft smack of skin on skin. He trailed his hot kisses down her neck, sliding her up the wall with his strong arms so he could turn his attention to her supple breasts.

He took the pink nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the pert bud. He released it with a soft 'pop', then turned his attention to the other one.

With a slow roll of his hips, he had her moaning loudly with want. "Jake," she pleaded, her fingernails digging into his back. Eyes locked on hers, he pressed his cock against her sweet spot, thrusting several times.

He watched her brown eyes fill to the brim with want, need, pleasure. He kissed her neck, licking a trail to her earlobe where he sucked softly. "I'm going to let you have it."

She moaned again, louder this time.

"Tell me what I should do, baby." His hot, open-mouthed kisses and his fingers pleasuring with her dripping core were driving her insane. "Say it loud. Real loud."

He inhaled a large breath, smelling her arousal. That smell…it was enough to drive him over the wall. His mind was woozy and lust-filled, his heart beating rapidly in his chest, his cock on fire…he needed to hear her say it.

"I want you in…" she whispered.

His right hand groped her breast while his left hand tended to her need. She grinded herself on his hand, moaning faster and louder.

"Louder," he growled. His wolf was demanding dominance over his imprint.

"I want you inside me!" she half screamed, half cried.

He gulped, that fire culminating in his southern regions becoming almost unbearable. I want you inside me, she'd told him. His wolf howling in the inside. He was never one to deny a woman's need…

Nor was he one to deny his own.

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