Leah's point of view

We have been visiting my family a lot and the pack has been staying over at my house a lot too. Don't worry I gave Paul his reward for coming with me to Chief Swan's house. Speaking of sex, I think I was officially addicted. Paul and I have been going at it like animals; night and day, everywhere, for hours. Neither of us could be satisfied, which didn't bother me at all.

I woke up as the light sun shone through the window. Paul wasn't in the room but he left a note on the pillow.

I woke up a while ago, some of the guys are here. I am waiting for you in the living room. Breakfast is ready no matter when you wake up and read this. I thought I should tell you so you don't accidently walk out into the living room and give some of the guys' heart attacks with your body. Love you.

I smiled at the note and got up. I took a shower and got dressed. I went out of my room to see some of the pack there. Collin, Seth, Brady and Embry were eating in the kitchen which wasn't surprising.

I saw Paul sitting on the couch and I sat in his lap sideways. My head rested on his chest as I closed my eyes. I was exhausted.

"Good morning Leah." Paul smiled kissing my head. I groaned a response that sounded like good morning. Paul and the guys laughed.

"Someone's tired." Seth grinned.
"Maybe it's from all the activities she does during the night. Paul completely drilled and killed her energy." Collin smirked. I heard Embry smack his head hard.

"Well then maybe she's too tired to come with me to visit my mom." Paul remarked. I sat up instantly.
"Wait what? I thought you didn't want to visit her? Why would you want me to come?" I questioned beyond perplexed.

"I decided it's time. I'm an adult and it's time I acted like one. I have to face her sooner or later; the longer I hold it off the worse it's going to get. I can't do this by myself, please come." Paul sighed heavily. The guys froze waiting for my answer. Paul looked down extremely vulnerable.

"If you want me to come I will." I smiled gently holding Paul's hand. We left and locked up the house. We arrived and found out that Paul's mother was in the hospital wing. She was having awful withdraws and needed to be hooked up to an IV.

Paul entered with me by his side. Paul looked nothing like his mother except his hair and eyes. She was staring off until she saw him. He froze in front of her.
"How are you doing mom?" Paul asked unsteady. I held his hand.

"How do you think I'm doing? You really had the nerve to put me in this God forsaken place but don't visit. I woke up all alone confused and found out there isn't any substances around here. I was even more furious when I found out you put me in here." Mrs. Lahote spat venomously.

"I had to mom. I knew dad was going to show up and I didn't want you to get hurt. You need help." Paul sighed.

"So what if he would have hurt me? It wouldn't have been the first time. This was a form of protection? Fucking awful protection! You did this to me not your father! I would rather see him then you right now!" Mrs. Lahote snarled. Paul cringed.

"You would rather see the man who hurt you, who hurt me? I was a fucking kid and you didn't even fight to protect me. You just drank your life away, you did this to yourself! Take some fucking responsibility because I'm fucking tired of holding your hair back when you throw up! I'm sick of having to hide bottles! And I'm done fucking protecting you when you let him beat the shit out of me! No, I'm not going to argue with you! You are the lost cause, not me!" Paul yelled outraged. I have never seen him this angry before and I was scared. I was mostly scared for him though.

"Okay you have said all you needed to say. I'm done fighting, drinking and living. Just let me end it." Paul's mom sobbed. Paul's face crumbled as his world came crashing down. His mom just said the same words that I said nine months ago. Paul's dad was a lost abusive cause; I was an emotional, suicidal imprint; and Paul's mom was an abused, drunk, suicidal women. My heart lurched as I saw Paul's tears form in his eyes.

I wanted to slap her for all she has said and done to Paul. But I couldn't, I saw something broken in her; I saw a version of me.

"Mrs. Lahote, I understand how everything in your life can go so wrong that you don't want to live anymore. I have been in the same position as you. None months ago I tried to kill myself. I was anorexic, depressed and cutting myself; I jumped off a cliff because I thought I was just hurting myself and others. I shouldn't be alive because all I did was disappoint and hurt all the people I loved. I jumped off a cliff, I would have died, but Paul saved me." I said trying to stay strong. Paul flinched from the memories of my pain and his mother just stared at me.

"When I woke up I was pissed and even more depressed. I didn't want any help, I didn't even want to breathe. Paul imprinted on me though; I'm assuming you know about the wolves and imprinting because the wolf gene came from your side of the family. Your father must have been a wolf because Paul's father isn't a part of the tribe. At first I thought I couldn't be fixed but Paul helped me. Hell my whole family and pack helped me." I continued memories flashing through my head.

"I know you'll probably think this is bullshit but everything does get better. I'm not going to lie and say I am better because I'm not. Things still get hard but I ask for help, I let people in. I'm not completely healed but I am healing. Now you may think you're all alone but you aren't. You have this amazing son; he risked his life to rescue me, he protected you all these years, he is still here. Paul wouldn't have come if he didn't still love you. He is your son, let him help you." I exhaled getting emotional. Paul kissed me hard suddenly. It was like I was taking away his pain and I wanted to be here for him forever.

I looked over and saw his mother. She was sobbing but it looked like she finally let in all the emotions she had been avoiding with the alcohol. She looked at Paul then at me intensely.

He was still shaking badly and I was surprised he didn't phase yet.

"Hold on to her Paul. She's worth keeping." Paul's mother exhaled as she slowly fell asleep. Paul jerked us out of there and ran us to the truck. He punched his truck leaving a slight indent and I flinched.

"How dare she! She has the nerves to yell and blame me for everything, and make me feel guilty. No, I should be the one pissed! She has no right to make me feel bad and say she wants to die!" Paul yelled shaking hard.

"I know, I know it's not fair. I am so sorry. I'm here for you; no matter if you want to help her or not. Please just calm down, for me." I begged. Paul immediately stopped shaking and kissed me slowly.

"She was right about one thing though." Paul whispered once he pulled away from the kiss. I gave him a questioning face.

"I should hold onto you. You are the most strong, beautiful, amazing woman. I love you Leah." Paul grinned.

"I love you too." I smiled as Paul wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me in for a soft kiss.