Eternally Together

A/N- Getting really saucy now! I hope you like the new twist!


Chapter 27- Realisation

Harmony's POV

Another howl. I took in a quick deep breath and let out a groan. Was I un-controllably replying to his howl? My whole body began to shake, my skin prickled.

"STOP IT!" I screamed in desperation. With a ripping sound to my left Jacob was a wolf. He towered over me, cringing his canine brows forward.

"Jacob still can't hear you, Harmony" Edward stated. Jacob rounded the corner and another collapsing sound occurred. Jacob ran into the room with a saucepan covering his manly bits. Emmett let out his famous booming laugher.

"Yeah, yeah, shut up." Jacob sneered. "She definitely isn't what I am, she smells all wrong." Jacob responded. I looked around the room, back to the mocking moon, off into the distance. I couldn't make sense of it. What were they saying? That I was a werewolf? I couldn't believe they were turning on me. Would I hurt them, turn into some irrational monster and devour them all?

"I have to go" I whispered through clenched teeth. Either way I wanted to be very far away from them, in case I hurt them, because I scarred them, because I was mad at them. I ran as fast as I could outside, when I smelt it. This alluring entrancing smell. Pulling me forward. Another howl. I sucked a breath in and an uncontrollable cry ripped through the bottom of my throat stealing the air within my chest, I herd footsteps coming closer. I couldn't bring the werewolf towards the house; I ran far and fast away. Towards the scent, towards the footsteps. The way Robert had looked at me was not something I wanted to relive. I was heading this face on whether I died or not. I ran onwards into the moon lit night.

Another howl and my chest involuntarily constricted and let out a wail so disturbing it made me shudder. The foot steps quickened. My skin still itched, my muscles tensed and shook, but I kept running. Then I could smell it, a scent too dominant that it weakened me and my feet collapsed beneath me. As a vampire I didn't usually feel strained, but it was like the scent overpowered me, like I felt relief. This was a different smell, unlike any I had smelt. Like when I was little smelling my dad's cologne. And catching the same whiff off a stranger 10 years later, it was that feeling, but the scent was indescribable. Almost like a cedar, woody scent, yet musky and warm, entwined with the notes of wet wool, but not repulsive. It was so many things, but not specifically those things at all. I herd the foot steps slow, and a low whimper was let out. I herd trees breaking straight ahead, like something enormous was scraping its way between them. Then I looked up. It was amazing. This giant wolf, bigger then Jacob slowly brought itself leaning against an older tree on the left, as it effortlessly uprooted and creaked down to the floor with a thump and shudder. My heart responded to its thump. I looked up into its eyes, its head was tilted to one side, its' brows twitching. It was silvery, glistening in the moon lit sky. It bent its head down towards me as I quivered and leaned backwards, resting its nose within inches of mine. It sniffed deeply and rapidly gushing gusts of warm air all over me. It felt so soothing, almost better then Robert's touch. The wolf let out a low growl. I leaned back this time, frightened. My hands began to twitch, my muscles began to shake. The monster immediately stopped growling, and leant back, in anticipation. I sat there quivering on the ground starring at this beast. The moonlight on my arms illuminated my light skin as he remained hidden in the shadows.

"Why is this happening?" I asked the beast, as if he would know. He leant over to me and pushed me with his nose. I rolled on the floor twice. He was strong. I was not used to something able to move me an inch, I should be stronger, I was a new born. I tried to stand on my feet, my knees weak and trembling.

"Why are you here? What is happening?" I demanded again. The wolf nudged me again with his big muzzle and I felt to the floor, my arm covered in the moisture around his nose. I got up again.

"Stop that!" I demanded. What did he want? He let out a growl and howled again. My stomach cramped and I immediately let out a deranged yowl. He tilted to his head to the side once more, and bent down again sniffing me loudly, and intently, for a long moment. I couldn't help but lean in this time, the giant wolf smelt so homely. He stopped sniffing and just laid his body on the floor, his giant paws right in front of me resting his head upon them, as if he were waiting for something. It was then I noticed he had no tail.

"I don't know what you are waiting for buddy, but I have no idea what is going on. Are you the wolf that attacked me the other night?" I asked. He just let out a bark.

"Yeah like I can understand that." I huffed. I knew he didn't mean danger; he would have hurt me already. He reached forward and did something I never expected. He licked me, his big tongue lashing the side of my arm, it was warm and wet. I could feel the small serrations on his tongue grinding against my granite flesh.

"What are you doing?!" I protested. He laid his head back on his paws and let out a whimper. We starred at each other for a long moment, occasionally his eyes would move, he wasn't facing me directly, his face was to the side. I stood up straight, strongly, and he watched me with curious eyes. I reluctantly walked forward and reached out my hand. I walked towards his big face, marvelling at how easily he could swallow me whole. I reached out to the fur on his cheek and brushed it. It was strangely soft, though it seemed so wiry. I looked back at him and he leaned his face closer to me and closed his eyes. My hands began to quiver, I gasped and the wolf looked at me once more. I grabbed my stomach and fell to the floor. It hurt. It felt like my insides were trying to burst out. I let out a scream of agony. This hurt. This hurt less then being changed into a vampire but it still hurt, it was like my body was willing, but my granite hard skin wasn't letting myself burst free. I felt a longing, a hatred for my skin; I just wanted to be free of it. I staggered over to the wolf and wrapped myself around the nook between his neck and his front leg and crawled in the crevice in his warmth. His soft fur brushed against my skin, soothing it. The forest all of a sudden became dark. The wolf abruptly stood up and I rolled of his paw onto the floor. My body was still, no more pain. The wolf stood back and shuddered releasing a painful snare from his mouth, the mist escaping his throat, he whimpered. I reached my hand out to comfort him, but I was many meters away. I looked up, this cloud was big, there was no doubt the moon would be covered for a while yet. The wolf slowly backed away into the forest. And I herd a crackling sound and a wolf-like moan in agony, a long moan, which with time sounded almost human. I herd some scuffling and then out stood a man with wide eyes. He was tan, wearing only a pair of shorts and had silvering hair. He looked about 30 to 35 years old and stood closer to me, reaching his hand out. I just starred wide eyed back to him.

"Why can't I hear you?" he asked

"What?" I managed to squeak.

"Why didn't you change?" he asked once more.

"I, I, I can't." I replied.

"But, you're, a werewolf?" He asked.

"No I'm a vam…" I stopped covering my mouth. Was he supposed to know?

"A what?" he bellowed "You're a vampire?!" he shouted

"Well I didn't have a choice, a filthy wolf attacked me and I had to be saved." I sternly growled.

"Hey I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself ok, I can't as a wolf, unless I'm with another wolf, but I couldn't even hear you, as a wolf, like something was blocking me." He asked. It was then I wondered if Bella was shielding me, protecting me.

"Why are we here?" I asked mystified.

"I don't really remember much of what happens when I'm a wolf." He shrugged. "But I do feel like I can't leave you, right now, ever." He breathed looking at me, confused and yearning for me. I stepped back.

"Stay there, I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. So you attacked me, but because you didn't finish me off I became a, vampire…But somehow I am still a werewolf?" I asked.

"Be damned if I know" he responded. "All I know is that there are three of us now, when I get interrupted from a killing they survive and become a werewolf and we instantly are drawn to each other, and kind of stick together, but the other guy I bit has been missing for a month and a half, I'm not sure if he ran away or what, but I can't hear him any more or anything" he older man explained. "I'm Tom" he explained holding out his hand. I reached forward anxiously and shook his firm hand. It was then our eyes locked and his black eyes dug into mine. I pulled away. What did that mean? Why did I feel the pull to be around him and never leave? Was it because it was his poison running through my veins? Was it because he was like me, a werewolf?

"I'm so confused!" I shouted.

"What's wrong?" He asked concerned brushing his hand on my cheek. He was very warm, warmer then Robert. Why was I comparing them?

"I can't do this." I said as I turned to walk away, but my feet stuck to the ground. I couldn't leave. "Why can't I leave?" I asked turning around to face him

"Like I said" he shrugged "we are drawn to each other, us werewolves."

"So, what is a werewolf, tell me" I urged. This is me wanting to know who I was, and being a spy, at the same time. The vampires saved me and found me first; I was imminent on being on their side, so long as I could shake off this pull. I was Robert's too. I would have to remember that.

"Well, I don't remember what happened, I was taking a stroll in the forest late one night, full moon, and something attacked me, a car drove near and the lights scared it away. I dragged my body away under a log and just lay there bleeding, waiting to die. I fell asleep and when I woke up I was healed. I thanked my lucky stars, thinking it was just a crazy dream. I had been drinking a bit the night before. Anyway, then I went home to my family and a month later, full moon, I felt sick and awful. So I got out of bed and felt the need to feel the moon light on my skin, I went outside and that's when it happened. I exploded, I couldn't really remember what happened, but all I knew was that the day after I changed there would be some killings reported in the paper. And my wife soon thought I was cheating on her and kicked me out. So I am living in a flat now, by myself and every new moon I come here to the forest, where there is no people, but I still manage to kill some, not as much as before. I don't know what else to do…" He explained with a sorrowful expression.

"Suicide" I huffed plainly. He was a monster, he killed people, my vampire family never did, and he did, all the time, every month.

"I tried" he winced. I looked at him stunned.

"What about the Volturi?" I asked him

"The what?" he replied.

The moon slowly started to come from behind the cloud. He looked at me desperately.

"Meet me here, tomorrow, I'll be able to explain, its happening." He said as he ran out into the trees once more, followed by an exploding sound. He came back as a werewolf and rested beside me. I couldn't leave him either, so I curled up against his fur, moaning in pain as my body fought against my skin to come out, attempting to sleep through the night. This was probably something I had to deal with, forever and eternity.