My head hurts.

When I fully opened my eyes, I was in the passenger seat of my truck. Someone else was driving.

"Quil?!"

"Hey Bella, you kind of hit your head really hard when you passed out at Jake's. I'm taking to you to Sam's place to have Emily give you a once over," he explained.

Ugh, I hated being fused over. I just needed Tylenol, water, and a long shower. Maybe some food too.

"Quil, you do realize that one of your best friends turns into a huge wolf, right? I am not dreaming. I didn't make that up, right?"

"Bella, ALL of my friends turn into huge wolves, myself included. You have heard the legends, but you must have only paid attention to the first part. The tribe needs protection and it just so happens that the bloodline runs through the people living on the reservation," Quil explained.

"So, you all just randomly turn into wolves and no one thought to tell me? Jake didn't think to tell me and thought it was better to just ignore me!? Keeping secrets and lying by omitting the truth isn't something you do when you are friends with someone. Where is he anyway!? Why isn't he explaining any of this to me?!"

We had just pulled up to another house on the reservation.

It felt warm and homey, just from the outside alone. Dark wood and red accents. A wrap around porch that seemed to be able to fit at least ten people at once. The smell of baked goods flowing from the front screen door and open windows.

I felt welcomed and I wasn't even sure where I am.

"This is Sam and Emily's house. The rest of the guys should be here soon. Oh, try not to stare at Emily. It bothers Sam," Quil said as he got out of the truck.

Why would I stare? I'm not rude.

I followed Quil and the smell of whatever was baking, inside of the house.

A beautiful girl about five years older than me was pulling muffins out of the oven.

"You must be Bella?" she asked.

"The one and only," said Quil.

"Hush Quil. I am Emily, Sam's fiancé. It's nice to finally meet you. Which one of the boys got around Sam's gag order?" She asked as she set the muffins down on the dining room table and walked towards me to give me a hug.

Emily felt comforting, it felt as if I had any issues about anything, I could come to her and she would guide me through with without any judgement.

"I'm not sure what gag order you are talking about, but I went to check on Jake, saw all of the guys, Paul pissed me off, so I slapped him. Next thing I know I'm having this weird rush of emotions. Paul and Jake are trying to rip the others' tail off and I passed out. May I have a muffin?" I asked as I made my way to them. I was halfway through my first muffin before I realized that I was being stared at by both Emily and Quil.

"Oh God! That's why it's taking so long for Paul, Jake and Sam to come back," Quil said.

"Bella, what rush of emotions did you feel and when exactly did you feel them? You passed out?" Emily asked with a glint in her eye.

"Yeah, after Jacob pretty much threw Paul through an old boat that was in the backyard. Quil said you needed to check on me, but my head doesn't even hurt anymore. I'm just strangely hungry. Why are Paul and Jake taking so long?" I asked, as I started on a second muffin.

"Guess who woke up too late to have breakfast and was complaining about being able to eat an entire cow before we got to Jake's." Quil mentioned to Emily.

Why do I feel like there are two different conversations going on at the same time!?

I had finished second muffin and was going in for a third one before someone mentioned me again.

"Bella, you didn't answer my question. What emotions did you feel and when did they start?" she asked again.

"Listen, I was just going to see Jake. I needed to make sure he was okay but when I got there, I just felt like I needed to go to the woods in the backyard, but I went inside instead. When I heard the guys whistling, I felt this weird pull to go outside. It doesn't make sense, I was pissed. I'm still mad. Anyway, when Paul started yelling at me and I looked at him is when it got weird. I slapped him even though something in my gut was screaming at me not to do it, but he was being a dick and I didn't like it. Jackass."

They botched laughed but Emily looked like she had a secret she was begging to tell me.

"The guys are almost here…"

"Bella, what else did you feel?" Emily asked trying to pull more information from me.

"Besides pissed off? Umm, whole? Understood maybe? Admired? Really horny even at in that moment and I have no idea why. I have never felt like that before, even with Edward and he wouldn't even let me take my pants off around him. This doesn't make any sense but Paul is one of the hottest men I've ever seen in my life and I wanted to rip his shorts off with me teeth but keep slapping him at the same time. Why are all you guys so built honestly? AND WHY ARE YOU BOTH SNICKERING AT ME!?!?" I yelled. I knew I was blushing, but they had asked. There was no point in lying. I vowed after Edward left that I was going to be honest with my feelings, embarrassment be damned.

The answer happened to walk right through the front door.

Followed by Sam and my best friend.

"I'm pretty sure you need to be worried about Bella keeping her hands off of me verses the other way around, Baby Alpha," the object of my annoyance said.

"I mean it Paul, stay away from her!"

"Jake, enough! We discussed this and you need to stay out of it. You know they aren't going to be able to help it in the long run anyway."

Jake didn't seem to like that response, he shook his head, pulled a seat out from the table and began to eat a muffin. I just stood there, wishing that I could melt into the floor.

"Bella…"

Well shit, so much for me melting into the floor.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

I didn't understand it but doing so made things much worse.

I could feel Paul's energy in the room.

His heat radiating from him.

I could smell his deodorant, his shampoo, and what laundry detergent he used.

He smelled like sandalwood.

I opened my eyes and met his.

"Did you eat?"

"That's none of your -?" I stopped short.

Paul tilted his head, questioning me silently. Asking me if I wanted to finish my sentence and if I did, there was going to be hell to pay.

I looked from his eyes, to his lips, to his shoulders, to his chest, to the muscular line on his hips that held his shorts up.

Why doesn't he have a shirt on?

Why do I want him completely naked?

My thoughts took a turn and I felt myself get wet. I had never felt like this before. I would have to beg Edward to kiss me and even then, I never felt like this.

I didn't even know Paul's last name and I wanted him to bend me over and fill me. All while promising that he'd never let anyone hurt me ever again and that I was his.

His...

I saw Paul's nostrils flare.

Oh my god, he can smell me.

"We will be back," Paul told the group as he grabbed my hand and led me out of the house and behind Sam's garage.