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Chapter 15: Together or Not
Bella POV
Charlie was furious when we got back. He didn't yell or slam things, that only made it worse. His silent rage was worse because I didn't know when he had calmed down and it was also so rare that I had never dealt with it before. He grounded me for a couple months and I wasn't allowed to leave the house for out of town trips. I think the only reason that he was so lenient was because Adam talked with him in the kitchen.
"I handled it," he had said after walking out with arm over Charlie's shoulder.
"The brat played dirty," Charlie mumbled glancing at Adam.
"No I didn't, I just used some tools of persuasion," Adam chuckled leading my father out of the room.
I never did learn what Adam used to convince him, but that night, Adam was laughing in his rumbling chesty voice and Charlie was red faced. They both had headaches the next day, so I just assumed that they were drinking away their frustrations. Edward and the rest of the family had returned to school for the last three months of their senior year.
I maneuvered my truck through the parking lot and found an empty parking space next to Edward's Volvo. Rosalie glared at me but Emmett held her and stopped her thinking about me by peppering her with kisses. Feeling awkward, I turned my head and zeroed in on my best friend, Alice. Her pale skin was chalky and didn't have any of its normal beauty. Her golden eyes were downtrodden, showing her sadness. She mustered up a wide smile and bounded over to drag me over to Edward.
She gave me a small push and I fell into the arms of the person that I loved. Even though Adam and Charlie disapproved, I couldn't stop myself from gravitating back to him. Adam had been distant lately, taking more and more jobs around town. He came home late and collapsed on the couch, exhausted. Edward's arms around me made my worries about Adam take a backseat.
"Hey," Edward said airily into my ear.
"Hey," I murmured back.
"Do you want to come over after school, Esme has been dying to see you again," he smiled at me, and I felt my pulse quicken.
I nodded wordlessly. Charlie would be upset, but after meeting Esme personally, he knew how hard it was to turn the motherly vampire down. I clasped hands with Edward and we walked back to our classes. Jessica looked at me sourly as Mike followed me with his eyes. Edward placed an arm around my waist and drew me in. His jealousy was endearing even when he knew that I only had eyes for him.
I'm glad that Julie was a girl and in love with Adam because it would be strange choosing between my best friend and my lover. Thank God that I only have one love interest, unlike Adam. Banishing those strange thoughts from my head, I went to teenager hell, otherwise known as school.
Adam POV
I was in a situation that rendered all my strength meaningless. I had been kidnapped after I had finished unloading crates for a sportings store. Ok, maybe kidnapped was a strong word, in reality the vampire sitting across from me humming softly had asked to speak with me at a nearby diner.
Esme smiled happily at me, and I felt my tired muscles relax slightly. I had ignored the Cullens ever since they had returned, but it was impossible to be mean to Esme, she was simply too kind and cheerful. I watched her order two black coffees and turn to me smiling.
"How have you been Adam," she asked kindly.
"Ok," I said feeling uncomfortable.
Her smile shrank but she continued talking, "Good, I have been worried about the months that we were away."
I clenched my fist and scowled at the reminder that the people that I had let in, had betrayed my trust. Esme looked sad at my anger but she couldn't say anything because the waitress brought two steaming mugs of coffee.
Taking a gulp of scalding liquid, I choked on the bitter liquid. Coughing to get myself back under control. I peered over at Esme, she lifted the mug to her lips and gave the illusion of drinking to blending in. Setting the mug down, we both left our hands on the table.
"Are you going to be coming to stay with us," her voice was soft.
"You know why that is not something that I am going to do," I kept my voice civil.
"Please, Emmett misses your fights, Jasper misses your complaining, and Alice-"
"Don't, please," I pleaded.
She looked down, "I miss cooking for you and even your food that you make for us."
I felt pain in my chest, as I remembered the fun times that I had with the Cullens. Jasper picking me up and dragging me to his room to critique his art, Emmett taunting me and then running as I chased him, even the scathing barbs traded between Rosalie and I. Esme smiled when she saw my cloudy look of remembrance. I blinked out of the memories and focused on the smiling vampire in front of me.
"I can't go back. It's too painful," my words made her grab my hand in an attempt of comfort. Her cold hand had been warmed slightly by the hot coffee mug.
"It's ok, it's ok. I know that it hurts, but you need to get closure to move forward," she instructed.
"It hurts so bad," I admitted.
"You left me alone, no 'Hey we may be leaving soon' or 'We need to talk'. No, you just left. She left me all alone," I ranted giving the real reason for my anger away.
"It's ok. You poor thing," Esme said, brushing away the tear that had beaded in my eye.
"Why did you even take me here," I said regaining my composure.
"I miss talking with you," she smiled sadly, "Alice has been dragging herself through each day and I want the both of you to be happy."
The only thing that silenced my protests of talking about Alice was Esme's stern glare. She continued to talk about how Alice had been during her time away.
"She called and talked to me at least once a week. She spoke about missing Bella, but the thing that she talked about most was you. She yearned for your scent and for your arms to be around her in a tight embrace," I felt heat pool in my cheeks at the confession of Esme.
"Why didn't she tell me about leaving then," I glumly took another drink from my now empty mug, Esme switched our mugs, so mine was now full.
"She wrote you a letter," she began to root around in her designer purse.
"I know, I saw it."
"When she got back and saw that her letter was still unopened, she became a shell of what she was. Jasper has talked with me about her depression is the most overwhelming sadness he has felt in a long time," her hand stopped and she triumphantly pulled out a sealed envelope.
I recognized the slightly yellowed paper, it was the letter that I had left unopened in the Cullen house. The exposure to the elements must have been minimal and only colored the outside slightly. She offered me the small letter. I looked at it as if I was being offered a live snake. She gave me a glare that promised pain, and I took cursed piece of paper.
"If you have any trust in me, read this. It will help," she pleaded.
Sighing, I broke the seal and pulled out the folded letter. Her fanciful writing did not fill me with rage anymore, only dread. What if I found out that she didn't really love me, and that it was just a game for her. Scowling at that thought, I read the letter.
Hey Snuggle Bear (after last night),
I know that you are most likely going to be angry because
we are leaving. Edward was adamant that people are
noticing that Carlisle isn't aging, I think that he is just using
that as an excuse. I still can't see you fully but I know that
we are going to be coming back, my original vision of Bella
running with us hasn't changed. Even if the rest of the family
says no, I'll kick their butts to return to my Snuggle Bear. I
hope that my departure doesn't hurt you too much. When
we get back, I am going to help you build that forge that you
have been raving over XD. I know that you will be angry, but
at the bottom of this letter I will include my new email address.
See you soon, my love.
Your little Kitten.
cuteness_for_the_win@gmail
Tears filled my eyes as I finished the letter that promised she would return to me. She had loved me fully and completely. I pictured her smile that she must have had while writing, and it filled me with warmth. Looking at Esme, I saw only acceptance and contentment. She waved over the waitress and ordered another coffee for me.
"So, do you feel better," I nodded at her question.
"Are you going to come back to us," I looked up to refuse, but when I saw her hopeful eyes I couldn't refuse.
"I'll think about it," her smile lit up the room.
She hugged me as we were leaving, and I wrapped my arms around her slender frame tentatively. Watching her drive away, the warmth that filled me began to get poisoned by my growing anger. Lover Leech had forced Alice to leave me. It was his fault that she was away from me.
Walking back to Charlie's house, I stewed in my anger. How would things have gone if Lover Leech had pulled his head out of his ass? I would have stayed and continued to live in my happiness.
An image of Julie appeared in my thoughts, halting my anger. Would I have ever known about the shapeshifters, the legacy that I needed to take up? Would I ever had made peace with my inner berserker, or would I have lost control and forced to be put down like a rabid dog. Still imagining Julie's proud face when she finished her dirt bike, I decided that while it pissed me off to no end, I wouldn't change what had happened.
Now I was presented with an even bigger dilemma. My growing feelings for Julie and my love for Alice. Both were my mates, according to my instincts, but it would be similar to stringing them along. Not knowing what I needed to do, I pushed the complicated matters out of my head. I needed to solve the smaller issues first and then move onto the harder problems.
"Hello young man," one of the neighbors greeted as I neared the Swan's.
"Hello ma'am," I nodded my head and entered the house.
I walked up the stairs and entered my dingy room. Packing up my things in a worn suitcase that Isabella lent to me, I took stock of the things that I had. I had four pairs of jeans and several shirts for differing colors and designs. I packed my boxers without a second glance. When I put in the clothes that had belonged to my father, my touch lingered, wondering whether or not he would have approved.
I put in the chainmail, gold bricks, and delicately carved box next and I listened to the musical clinking of the metal. I put in my small tool set that was for my left hand exclusively, then I shut the suitcase lid. Pulling out the oak chest that contained the tomes of the Bear clan, I set it next to the full suitcase. I didn't know what to do next, so I sat down and waited for my decision to happen.
Weighing the options in front of me, I began to think. If I moved back in with the Cullens, I would be near Alice every day, and Edward. Just his name pissed me off. If I stayed with Charlie and Isabella, I would just be a drain. I liked the independence that I now had and decided that if I was going to return, I would confront Julie and our feelings for each other.
"Time to get this on the road," I said aloud after hearing the rumble of a truck.
I walked down to the porch and saw that Isabella was not alone in her old truck, Alice was laughing in the passenger seat. When she saw me standing on the porch, her eyes began to dart around looking for a way to escape politely. Isabella saw the change and saw me standing, waiting for them to pull in. I saw her stutter out an apology, but I held up a hand and beckoned them to join me.
I sat heavily in a plastic chair that squeaked under my weight, the truck rolled to a stop and above occupants got out. Alice looked everywhere but my eyes. It hurt to see her this scared, and I berated myself mentally for being so cruel to her. Isabella, seeing the obvious tension, excused herself to her room to do homework.
Feeling awkward, I broke the ice, "Hello Alice, it's good to see you again."
She looked into my eyes and saw my sincerity before a small, pure smile worked itself onto her beautiful face. "Hey Adam."
With the tension now gone, we began to talk a little more freely. I gestured to the chair in front of me and she sat down.
"How have you been recently?"
"Miserable," she groaned, "I have been missing you."
"I'm sorry that I've been avoiding you and your family," my words shocked her.
"Why? After what happened, I would expect you to never talk with us again," the thought made her drop her shoulders.
"I had a little talk with Esme," I admitted.
"She showed me some things that have changed my opinion. I have decided to pack up my things here," her eyes shone with hope.
"I am ready to leave, but I need to lay some ground rules first," she nodded her head quickly.
"Anything."
"If I do move back in, I need some time to settle back in. I have gotten used to being left to my own devices. Also, about the two of us," she winced, "I can't pick up where we left off. I'm sorry its just, I can't."
She failed to hide her disappointment, "Anything else."
"Just one. The land around your house, is it available for use," seeing her confused look, I explained a little.
"It is for a personal project. It'll make living with me a little easier"
"I'll have to talk with Carlisle, but I'm pretty sure that the land is unused," she said getting up.
I mimicked the action and rose to my full height, taller than her by over a foot. She looked up to me and I couldn't stop myself any longer. I swept her up in a bone crushing hug. Her feet don't touch the ground anymore, but I don't think she noticed. Her face was buried in my chest and I felt her taking in a deep breath before sighing in happiness.
"Thank you for that. I didn't realize how badly I needed that," she said after I let her down.
"I acted on impulse," I said embarrassed.
"You should be more impulsive," she smirked then added, "I will be talking with you later about your hair."
Her final comment got a laugh that originated from my belly before I headed inside, feeling lighter. Isabella was in her room, trying to act like she wasn't spying on our conversation. She failed miserably and I called out.
"Hey, Isabella," I was still the only person who called her by her full name, knowing how much it annoyed her.
"What," she demanded, getting irritated by me.
"I need to borrow your truck for a week or two."
"Why," she said suspiciously.
Sighing, I gave her my reason, "I'm moving back with the Cullens."
Her eyes widened and she silently nodded her consent. Happy, I grabbed the heavy suitcase and iron wrought chest and put them in the back of the old, red truck. Just as I finished put all eighteen chief weapons in the truck bed, Charlie pulled in. He looked disgruntled, but when he saw me packed, he came over quickly.
"What's going on," his eyes had crows feet from all the late nights he had been forced to work.
"I decided to give the Cullens another chance and move back with them," his eyes narrowed.
"You too. What is with that family," he grumbled running a hand through his hair.
"I finally manned up to the fact that I was running from my problems," he nodded again but still looked unsure.
"I actually plan to make something," I then told him of my plan and all the things I would need.
Charlie's eyes held intrigue and he nodded slowly, "It's a crazy plan, but I think that for the reasons you told me, it does makes sense."
He nodded again to assure himself then bid me farewell. I promised to come by every once in awhile to catch up and watch some games. He laughed and promised to get Billy over so we could be the trio again.
I pulled out of the driveway and drove into the darkening forest. I couldn't go over fifty due to the weight in the back, but I was happy that I wasn't going to be going too fast. The radio was playing some country song that annoyed me, so I turned it off. After about ten minutes of picturesque silence, I saw a figure standing in the road.
Getting closer, I saw that it was Julie. Her arms crossed in anger, and her feet bare. She wore some shorts and a gray tank top. When she didn't move as I drove closer, I slowed the truck to a stop, right in front of her. Her face was contorted in anger and she nodded her head into the woods.
Getting out and following her, I walked into the woods until the road was not visible. Stopping in a clearing, she turned and exploded in her glorious rage.
"Why are you going back to those bloodsuckers? Why are you going back to her?" she spat in obvious anger.
"I'm not going back to her," I said calmly, not scared of her.
"Yes you are, even after she left you," that hurt me slightly, "I have been here for you and you go back to her."
"I'm not going to stand here and listen to you rage at me. I am not going to be with her if that is what's got your panties in a knot," that was the wrong thing to say because she snarled inhumanly, before transforming.
Luckily, I threw myself back before her claws caught me. I landed on my back and her front paws landed on either side of my head. She snarled at me and some saliva splattered on my stoic face. After she was done and she had me under her fully, I said in irritation.
"That was the wrong thing to say, and for that I'm sorry, but I won't take being pinned and drooled on as my punishment," her eyes showed remorse and she slowly back on me, careful not to step on me.
"That's better. Now can we have a calm conversation," I patted her snout, but she moved her head side to side.
"Please tell me that those weren't your only clothes," she at least had the decency to look sheepish.
"The things I have to deal with," I said before I took off my shirt and held it out for her to take.
She didn't even notice my outstretched hand. Her eyes were glued to my bare chest. She nosed her way past my hand and began to sniff my slightly sweaty body. I blushed, but didn't push her away. I did push her away, when her maw opened and her tongue went to lick me. I tapped her on the nose and she broke out of her stupor. Looking shy, she let me place the shirt on her back.
She walked behind a tree and I heard the rustling of clothes. Walking out from behind the tree, she tugged down on the hem of the shirt. It was big on her but only reached her mid thigh. Her face was bright red and she refused to look at me.
"Now that we can actually talk," cue another blush, "I want to explain something."
"Fine, but I need to tell something to you after," she looked around.
"Ok, I am going back to the Cullens house, but I'm not going to be staying in the house," she looked confused, so I explained my master plan, the same plan that I told Charlie but with details that I couldn't add before.
She nodded and repeated some things to make sure I knew what I was saying. After explaining everything, she looked at me with lust in her eyes. I knew that she was drawn to me just as I was drawn to her.
"Your idea is crazy, but I like it," she grinned wolfishly.
Leaning up against a tree, I listened to her as she began her rant, "Bella told me that she wants to be turned by Edward. The problem with this is that one of the conditions of the treaty is that if they bite a human the treaty in nulled. I mean come on, why does she have to be so stubborn about this. I am just trying to keep the fragile peace."
She continued on for another minute, but stopped when she saw my mind was wandering. I was shocked but quickly assured her that I would do everything I could to talk Isabella out of her stupid decision. Julie told me about the stubbornness of her friend that I fully knew of. Ending our conversation, she walked away still wearing my shirt. Stupidly calling out to her, I watched her turn to me.
"In one month, I will have finished my project. I want you to stop by. I think by then I will have some answers for you," she smiled then ran into the forest.
I felt like punching myself, as I finished my drive to the Cullens. Still shirtless when I knocked on the front door, the chill of the night made goosebumps appear. The door opened to show the beaming face of Alice. Her expression quickly changed to scandalous.
"What," she yelled bring the rest of the family to the open door.
"Holy Shit!" Jasper exclaimed looking at my body, "I like this arrangement."
Feeling awkward, I crossed my arms over my chest. Carlisle saved me by tossing me one of Emmett's shirts. It was a tight but I was covered again.
"Carlisle, do I have permission to use the woods around the house," he nodded and when I asked for a tarp he let me take a large one from the garage.
"I don't want anyone spying on me, is that understood," I sternly looked all of them in their faces.
Walking behind the house, ignoring every vampire who was staring at my back. Going behind the house, I began looking for a suitable piece of land. I found it a minute later. It was a clearing that had a few saplings scattered around. The creek trickled by with a soothing melody. The level dirt made this perfect. Fixing the tarp to two tree, effectively blocking out the view of the house, I cracked my knuckles and activated my inner berserker.
"Let's get this done."
Jasper POV
It had been a full week since any of us spoke with or even seen Adam. Some of us wanted to check on him, but his warning stopped us. Loud noises had been coming from behind the house and Rosalie wanted to put a stop to it. Bella's truck had driven a long trailer back during the day while we were away at school. We didn't actually see the trailer, Esme had told us when we had gotten home.
On the fourth day, Bella's truck was left in front of the house with a note saying that he was done using it. We returned the old truck, while insulting it the entire time. It was now the night of the seventh day and the noises had stopped but the scent of Adam got closer.
Hearing his heavy footfalls coming up the stairs, Alice blurred to the door and opened it cheering. She gasped as Adam limped his way over the threshold. His chest was bare and all his muscles glistened with sweat. He had dirt and small scratches on his body. He collapsed, falling forward onto Alice who squawked in surprise. His eyes were closed and his body shivered from exhaustion.
"He's burning up," Alice said lifting his big body into her arms.
Carlisle rushed forward and pulled a thermometer from his coat pocket. Placing it in Adam's mouth, we waited for a second.
"He's 105 degrees! We need to get an ice bath for him," Alice took him to the bathroom and began filling the tub with cold water.
Placing the feverish human in the water, the family gathered in the front room. Esme was worried and Carlisle was calming her down. Emmett looked carefree, but his bouncing leg gave his nerves away. Rosalie comforted a very distraught Alice, and me. I got the brunt of the emotions that everyone was feeling.
"Edward, can you see what he is doing," Esme asked wringing her hands.
Shaking his head, he answered, "No. Everytime I try, I'm forced out by an angry voice that is most certainly not Adam's."
This only increased the level of worry in the room. Now we could only wait until the cause of our worry to walk up. After changing out the water several times, Alice was sitting by his side. His fever had disappeared and his small cuts had healed. Hearing a rough groan, Alice felt joy at her love being ok.
"What are you doing to exhaust yourself to that point," Esme asked seeing his bleary eyes.
"I'll tell you when I'm done," he slurred.
"For now, you must rest," Alice pushed his shoulders down and he agreed before starting to snore.
"Looks like he is just tired," Carlisle said examining him.
"I'll make him something to eat, he must be starving," Esme said rushing down to the kitchen and began to make a feast.
The smells that wafted through the house smelled strange to us but they roused Adam from his sleep. He stretched then walked to the table with a slight stumble. Esme greeted him warmly and he nodded his thanks to her. Sitting down with a thud, he began to stuff the plates of food down his gullet at a pace that made us worry about him choking. Seeing that he was awake and health, Emmett and Rosalie went hunting and weren't expected back for a couple more hours.
"I need help," Adam ground out, finished with his meal.
"With what," Esme asked warmly passing him a glass of water.
Gulping it down quickly, he sighed in relief, "I need Jasper to help me with my project. I gave myself too little time to do it, even working without sleep."
Esme looked at me with pleading. She wanted me to take some weight for his shoulders and I knew that I still owed him for being the cause of us leaving. I accepted his request and he stood up to go out the back door. Following him, I saw that the tarp had been staked down to keep it from flapping in the wind.
Going behind it, I was stunned. He had transformed the land with his slightly unskilled hands. I saw the incomplete structure and was surprised by the complexity of the beginning of it. Seeing my surprise, Adam let himself smile with clear exhaustion.
"Now you see my struggle. Here are the plans, you start over there," he pointed to the area near the creek and walked over to a workstation.
"I'll need to feed once a week," I explained moving to my place.
He nodded his understanding and got back to work. I looked down at the tasks that he had given me and sighed. Adam was a slave driver, through and through. I hope that this is worth it.
~Time Skip: Three Weeks~
It was finally finished. Even with me, it took nearly a month to finish this. Adam had collapsed five times and I had been forced to carry him back to the house. He was stubborn about working throughout the day, even when I went to school.
Standing proudly in front of his creation, Adam looked at it in pride. He set to pulled down the tarp, that was blocking the project from the family's view. The entire family was waiting eagerly for the big reveal. It had been a month of work, and many loud hours that annoyed them. Alice was straining her ability to the max, but she only got broken pieces. Edward refused to read Adam's mind due to the anger Adam had for Edward. Esme and Carlisle had been worried that Adam was pushing himself to the point where he would need medical attention. Rosalie was mainly annoyed by the loud noises that had filled the clearing. The tarp fell down, revealing a month's labour to a surprised vampire family.
It was a rustic log cabin. Thick logs stacked up made the outer walls, and half logs covered with layers of shingles, topped the cabin. The main body of the cabin was a little over thirty feet in both length and width, and around fifteen feet at its peak. A chimney puffed out smoke at the back of the structure. The roof extended about two meters in the front and was supported by vertical beams with fencing between them. The patio had a few homemade chairs and a table. At the back of the cabin, the roof extended fifteen feet to allow for something in the future. Four panel windows were evenly spaced every ten feet or so in the walls of the cabin.
"It looks wonderful," Esme said looking at the wooden structure with a critical eye.
"Yes, but why is it needed. You know that you are always welcome to our home," Carlisle explained, confused about the small house.
"I'll still come over to get some meals, but I need this space," Adam toned out.
The others in the family nodded in understanding because sometimes one of them went off for months for a vacation. The only one who was unhappy about the cabin was Alice, the black cloud that wrapped around her was projected clearly to me. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it and ran back to the house, feeling disappointment.
"I'll talk with her soon," Adam said to Esme when she glanced at Alice.
"I need your help this time Esme," he looked to the side in embarrassment.
"You should've asked me, I am the strongest," Emmett flexed.
Adam rolled his eyes, "And you would have spilled the beans in five minutes. Besides, I doubt that blonde will have given up her 'Monkey Man' for so long."
"You're absolutely right," Rosalie sniffed, "At least your stench will no longer pollute the house."
Her face was a mask of disdain, but her emotions weren't actually angry. Adam snorted at her, but took Esme into the cabin for the interior decorating.
Adam POV
"I think that you should keep the rustic feel," the master of interior decoration explained to me.
"I have no sense of style, but I don't like too many colors."
"Do you have any preference on hanging pictures," she gestured around the empty cabin.
The interior was bare of any decorations, and the walls had insulation to trap warmth. The front half of the cabin was open and I wanted it to be my main room. A small and simple kitchen would go to the immediate left, as you walked in the door. My bedroom was on the right wall and was a quarter of the space in the cabin. It was walled off and private. What I intended as the bathroom was behind the kitchen area, walled off as well. Esme nodded as I laid out the future plans for the interior.
"What's your budget," she asked the important question.
"I have been working small jobs around Forks and I earned over two and a half thousand dollars," she smiled, already getting ideas for the decor.
"But I spent most of it on the lumber, shingles, and other basics."
"How much do you have left," her brow crinkled slightly.
"Forty dollars," she winced and I knew that she couldn't do much with that.
"I did say rustic," she muttered, glancing around.
"I just need some furniture. I've already connected the cabin to the electricity and water of your house, Jasper OKed it."
She nodded and blurred back to the house to get her planning book. I had told her that tomorrow would be when I wanted to discuss the details in greater depth. I pulled out my phone and sent two texts.
[A: the cabin is built i want you to come over. I'll tell the Cullens your coming]
I got a reply a minute later and it showed her anger.
[J: I heard from Bella that you have been working yourself to exhaustion. I was super stressed, i hope your happy. I'll be over in an hour]
Smiling at the feeling her heartfelt concerns brought me, I looked at the clock on the phone screen. It was four in the afternoon. Sending a text to Alice, who was probably in her room stress shopping.
[A: alice, i would like for you to come over around five. We need to have our talk]
[A: can't wait XD do I need to dress fancy.]
[A: wouldn't recommend]
All I could do now was wait for the two girls to arrive. I informed Carlisle of my guest and he approved the thought of unity with the Quileute shapeshifters. I rolled my eyes at the naivety of the vampire, but thought about how nice it would be if Julie could come over more often. I set up the scraps of the timber to create three rudimentary stools.
Hearing the familiar sound of a truck engine, I glanced at the clock and felt a shudder of fear. Before the truck even got to the house, I heard a knock at the front door. Knowing it was Alice, I let her in. She looked around at the sparse interior, her face was beautiful in the single light that I had rigged up to the ceiling. Her cute face scrunched up as she took a sniff of the air.
"I'm smelling dog again, were you around that dog bitch," she really hated Julie, maybe my plan was flawed before I could even put it into play.
"At least I don't smell like roadkill, leech," Julie standing behind her.
Stopping the fight before I lost my newly built house, I lead both of them by their hand to the stools, "I just finished my house. Please don't destroy it."
They looked at me like I was crazy for asking them to get along. I shrugged then decided to get the heart of the matter without any distractions.
"Why do you two have such animosity between each other?" I think that I already knew the answer.
"It's because this bloodsucker left you broken, also Bella was hurt on her watch," Julie hit Alice where it hurt.
"Yeah I left him, but I didn't move in on a man who was taken already," Alcie started meek, but was yelling at the end.
"I can at least walk in the sun with him," Julie fired.
"Well, I don't have fleas," Julie gasped and stood up.
Alice stood up as well, her face was snarling. Shaking my head at their bickering, I got between them. They didn't even care that I was between them, they were too angry with each other. They pressed against me, trying to tear the other to pieces. One side hot, one side cold, I activated the berserker to boost my presence.
"ENOUGH," they looked at me and sat down.
"Julie, I want to know what you wanted to tell me that day in the woods. I know that it wasn't just about Isabella and the treaty," she blushed looking away.
"Well, I, uh," she stuttered looking frightened.
"What day in the woods," Alice asked clenching her fists.
I did not want to keep anything from her, "When I was coming back here the first day, Julie stopped me to have a talk, she also was the reason that I was shirtless when I arrived."
Alice exploded like I've never seen before, "This bitch took your shirt. I bet that she smells it every night to get off."
"Calm down. I am sick of the insults," I growled.
"The next person who hurls and insult, I will kick out of this cabin and continue the conversation will whoever remains," both girls shook their heads in dread.
"Please continue Julie."
"Fine," she yelled standing up.
"Your my one and only, my Imprint," I sat in stunned silence alongside Alice.
"Could you explain what an Imprint is."
"It is a wolf thing," my eyes said, 'more information needed'.
"Humans have stories about finding 'the one', well for wolves that is a lot more literal," her voice cracked.
"Wolves only ever mate once. We know just from a glance, I knew," she looked down and I felt my throat clench.
"I have felt drawn to you as well," I admitted making Julie smile and Alice tense.
"But there is more to it," I said dreading their reactions.
"What is it," Julie's voice was lighter.
Taking a deep breath, "I'm drawn to both of you."
Their faces were both shocked, Julie went from elation to horror, while Alice went from despair to hopeful.
"Really," Alice asked.
"Yes. Before you both tear me apart, I will explain. I am Bear," I threw a smile at Julie, "my ability is the berserker that destroys all. I am the last bear and the chief of the clan." Julie already knew these things, but Alice was learning this for the first time.
"There are only three ways to stop a berserker. First, he is killed. Second, the Chief forcefully exerts his command over them. And finally..." I looked into their beautiful eyes.
"...the berserker's mate calms them down."
Alice lifted a hand to her face and if she could cry, she would have been crying tears of relief. Julie looked conflicted but still happy.
"When I gained dominance over my inner berserker, he told me that both of you were my mates," I closed my eyes, fearful of their response.
"What happens if a berserker doesn't get their mate," Alice asked softly.
"It's kind of in the name. They go berserk until they exhaust themselves or die," I chuckled morbidly.
"But you have two mates. A spare," Julie cut in.
"Never, never call yourselves a spare," I growled clenching my hands.
"If either of you were to die, I know that I couldn't go on," Alice and Julie each placed a gentle hand on my clenched fists.
I looked up at them in surprise. They looked at each other and nodded their heads in agreement. They placed a kiss on my cheek and I revelled in the feeling that was boiling inside of me. Alice spoke first,
"I left you. Something that I will regret to my final day. I will never hurt you again, so I'm willing to give this a chance."
Julie nodded her head, "I still want you to be mine alone," Alice let out a warning growl, "but that would hurt you, so I'm in for it to."
Seeing them agree to this crazy arrangement, I pulled them into a hug that I hoped filled their noses with my scent, blocking the other one's out. They relaxed and wrapped their arms around me.
"I love you both so much," I pulled back leaning down.
"My little kitten," I pressed a searing kiss to the cold lips of Alice, feeling reminiscent.
"I forgive you," I whispered.
Seeing Julie was pouting cutely, I couldn't help but chuckle with mirth. She brought her head up to meet mine. Her lips were feverish, and then she got more adventurous. I felt her tongue probe my lips, begging for access which I gave. Our tongues danced and when we broke, we were both panting heavily.
"My strong wolf," I whispered bringing both girls back into a tight embrace.
They were hesitant, that I could feel and understand, but together, we would stay strong and happy.
THAT'S A WRAP ON THIS CHAPTER. I FEEL LIKE I RUSHED A LITTLE ON THE EXPLANATIONS AND FORCING ROMANCE. IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, I WILL BEGIN ECLIPSE AND WILL BE DEALING WITH SOME FIGHTING BETWEEN ALICE AND JULIE. *catfights ahead* I HOPE THAT YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER AND READ SOME OF MY OTHER STORIES. IN YOUR REVIEWS, SAY YES OR NO FOR A LEMON CHAPTER. UNTIL NEXT TIME, READ, REVIEW, AND ENJOY.
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