Bella watched in surprise as her husband ran out the door a giddiness like she had never seen on his face. Left behind was a women standing in the doorway. After a moment of hesitation, the women walked into the room.

"um hello? Mrs. Renard, I presume?" she asked.

Bella stood to greet the women.

"yes, that's me. May I ask who you are?"

"I am princess Rana. My husband is prince Sefa. He and your husband are Best friends. It is nice to meet you."

"it is nice to meet you too. Why don't you come in. are you hungry?" Bella asked.

Why was she not surprised that Paul had royalty as friends?

"so please tell how in the world did you get the elusive Paul Renard to settle down? Did the elders finally set down the law?" rana snorted.

"im sorry, I don't know what you mean?" Bella asked in confusion.

"what I mean is did the elders pick you to marry him?"

"oh! Oh no…um Paul helped me when my tuck broke down one night and…from there …we just…fell in love..." Bella said softly.

Rana looked at her in shock.

"you…fell...in love? With Paul…but…how? Ever since I met him every women has thrown themselves at him and he always rejected them. Yet your telling me you two fell in love?"

Bella smiled.

"exactly. He's the only man for me. I have never been more grateful."

"oh…I see." Rana said sadly.

"how did you and your husband meet?"

"it was arranged." Rana said quietly.

"oh…well, does he treat you right?"

"yes. He treats me…like... like he loves me…but …that can't be true."

"why not? Why cant he love you?" Bella questioned.

"our marriage was arranged Bella. There is no love in that. It cant be. And …he's …he's hiding something… I don't think he's cheating but it's something."

Bella looked at Rana and walked over to the sullen looking princess.

"Rana…...Do you want to love your husband?"

"yes..."

"so, then you have to let yourself love him…especially if he loves you."

"but how do I know if he loves me, Bella? Yes, he treats me right but that doesn't equal love and sometimes…sometimes…I wonder why he married me. He had plenty of women that the council brought to him and yet I was the one he wanted. I know he's angry. His choices were taken from him and from me. We didn't choose each other, so now were trying to live with it."

"Rana, you'll never know until you talk to him…"

"Talk to who?"

Both women looked up to see Paul and sefa in the doorway.

"is everything ok? "a man that Bella presumed was sefa asked.

"yes, we are fine, sefa. Bella where's the shrimp?"

Seeing that Rana wanted to change the subject, Bella immediately guided her new friend to the table full of appetizers.

Once rana had her food, Bella made her way into Paul's arms. She could feel the frustration and anger.

"is everything alright?"

"were fine. We will discuss it later. Now, I would like to introduce to my best friend. Sefa, this is the love of my life. Bella Marie Renard. Precious one, this is sefa. My best friend, practically my brother. We grew up together."

Bella was going for a handshake but sefa pulled her into a hug a low purring sound emitting from his chest.

"its finally nice to meet you sister. You are an excellent mate. We can not thank you enough for bringing our brother out of the dark."

When Bella looked into his eyes, she gasped at the yellow glow. It was a supernatural glow.

Glancing at Paul, she saw him nod. Giving her confirmation.

Sefa was not fully human.

"Alright, let my wife go sefa. You have your own."

With that said sefa laughed, gave her a kiss on the cheek and headed towards rana.

It was then Paul's arms wrapped around her. His agitation still filling the air.

"honey…"

"yeah..." he said distantly.

"relax…whatever it is…just relax baby."

She felt Paul's muscles shutter and then relax but there was still tension.

"paul….do we need to go? Do you want to go?"

"we will leave within the hour."

…..

Bella watched as her husband stormed across the beach, his muscles tightening under his clothes. With them being the only ones on the island he began to strip.

Bella, however, could see he needed a minute alone and decided to go into the hut. as she undressed an idea hit her.

With urgency Bella found the skimpiest, sluttiest outfit she had and went into the bedroom. The whole hut overlooked the beach, and she could see Paul pacing up and down the sand line.

With a sigh, she lit some candles, and dim the lights.

"Paul? Honey can you come here please? I have something for you..."

It took a minute, but her husband stalked through the door, his eyes glowing yellow. He froze when he saw her. His eyes started at the heels she was the wearing to the barely there clothing.

"come have a seat, Mr. Renard…I have something to show you."

Paul went and sat on the bed, but his eyes never left hers or her if he was trying to see every inch of her.

With the click of a remote, bella started the music.

You know, I've been taking some time.

And I've been keeping to myself.

I had my eyes up on the prize.

Ain't watching anybody else.

But your love, it hit me hard, girl.

Yeah, you're bad for my health.

I love the cards, that I've been dealt.

Do you feel the same as well?

With every beat, Bella moved her hips seductively, making sure Paul could see every move and by the end of the song, she had dropped to her knees in front of him, pulling off the only clothing he had on. His underwear.

She heard his breathing hitch when she took him in her mouth.

"uggh. Crap, babe… Beeeellllaaa..."

Paul gripped a fistful of her hair and Bella felt her eyes roll back in her head. This night was going to be good.

…..

"babe, I…I can't… I can't…take...I can't …" Pauls' eyes rolled in the back of his head as his wife made him orgasm for the fourth time.

"just one more...come on Paul give me one more..." she whispered seductively in his ear and with a squeeze of her thighs his eyes were rolling in the back of his head.

"Beeeellllaaa" he groaned as his body shook.

Never in his lifetime had another person made him feel this way. Especially like this but right now, his wife was giving him something he had never knew he needed. Something that the three of them never knew they needed.

They needed someone who could take control every now and then and his wife was that someone. She had sensed their raging emotions as soon as he returned and now, she had taken care of him.

He wasn't used to that, being taken of. He was usually the one doing it all. Protecting, and giving everything, he had to those he loved but right now, as his wife made him feel nothing but pleasure, he realized, they realized that it was ok to let go. He didn't have to be in perfect control all the time. Especially when they were with their mate. Their mate was their equal and could handle just about everything. He needed to put more trust in her. not that he didn't trust her, but he had been holding back. He was so caught up in trying to be everything for her that he wasn't letting her be everything for him. There had to be a balance between the two of them.

By now, their mate was laying on his chest, breathing in their scent.

"do you feel better?" she asked.

"very much. Thank you."

"Thank you for letting me help you." She confessed.

"im sorry, I didn't before. Im used to always having the control. I forget that I dont have to do that with you."

"why were you so upset?" she asked.

Paul held his mate tightly, as wolf growled.

"it seems like no matter where we go, its always something. As you could see sefa, is a shapeshifter. He changes into a tiger. Well, he told me how there are rumors of a war coming soon and he believes that I am the only one who stop it. He also revealed to be that a group of three werewolves had been terrorizing the city for a few weeks. With his family they quickly put an end to the terror, but they kept one alive, wanting to interrogate it. So far, they hadn't gotten any information. And that's when he ask me. He knew I get answers and I did. What we found out made us terribly upset. It seems your aunt has control of a small group werewolves from all over the world and she has put a hit out on us just to be safe. of course, the werewolves didn't take her seriously and they didn't care. They don't want to start a war, but your aunt is threating to tear whole clans apart if they don't follow her, so the werewolf had no choice. It seems this werewolf is part of the lower clans and that's why your aunt has so much power. The lower clans don't have as much power as the higher clans. Apparently, werewolves have three fractions. The lower clans, the higher clans, and the supreme clan. The supreme clan is the ruling clan and in charge of all werewolves. That is were your mother and aunt come from. But since we don't know a lot, I have asked your mother to join us on the island. We need her knowledge, and she needs to help train you. We must be prepared. So, we are leaving for home tomorrow."

His mate nodded, understanding washing over her face.

"I see. Im going to work my butt off."

"we don't expect anything less." Paul murmured in her ear.

….

The next day, Paul and Bella hurried off the plane and unto the boat. Various men in black suits following them everywhere they went.

"um Paul who are they?"

"these are our bodyguards. They have a gift of invisibility. I should have told you this earlier but they have been with us since the very beginning. See anybody familiar?" he questioned

Bella followed Paul's eyes and gasp.

Her mind instantly going back to when she met the man in front of them

Flashback:

"need some help?"

Bella took the hand.

"Thanks." She said looking to see a guy with blonde hair and green eyes.

"yeah, no problem. You're not hurt, are you?"

'' no, I'm fine thanks."

With that said, Bella was going to turn back to the spices, but the man still had her hand and it seemed he was staring.

"hey what happened to your hand it- "

"Babe. There you are. Did you get what you needed?" a deep voice practically purred as a strong tan arm wrapped around Bella's waist. She knew it was Paul, just from his voice but what she didn't expect was him to touch her. At least not like this...it was very…intimate and protective?

"uh yeah, I did. Just waiting for this guy to let go of my hand."

The moment she said it the guy let go, took one look at she and Paul, and walked away

End flashback

"precious one, I would like for you to meet, Jeremy. He had been your personal bodyguard since we met. Its why he didn't let go of your hand in the store that day."

Bella turned and stared angerly at her husband.

"are you telling me we've had body guards this whole time! Like every time I went to Seattle he was there! What…what about the beach!" she asked her face flaming red.

Paul cupped her cheek and said.

"I have never and would never violate your privacy. The times I said we were alone I meant it. You are ours and I would never put you on display. And most of the time, the guard stays invisible but with us coming closer to the island, they have chosen to reveal themselves."

"my lord? My lady?" Jeremy bowed on one knee his head down.

Bella looked at Paul in confusion.

"remember I told you things would change once we got home. You may speak Jeremy." Paul ordered sternly.

"we are approaching the island in five minutes. Would you like your robes?"

Paul went silent for a minute before he spoke.

"no, not now, we will put them on once the meetings start."

"yes, my lord."

With that said Jeremy disappeared before their eyes.

Before they knew the boat was docking in front of the island. Immediately something in the air changed. It was if the island was alive, or as if the island were expecting them.

Turning to Paul, she noticed the aura about him had changed. His face had gone from stern to peaceful and regal. His back had straightened, and it seemed he was listening for something.

"come precious one… tell me what do you see?" he asked as they walked towards a grove of trees.

"but Paul, it's just a bunch of trees?" Bella questioned.

"that's what we want you to see honey. But look closer."

Bella eyebrows furrowed as she looked back into what seem like normal trees. She gasped however, when some of the trees began to move. Dressed in green dresses and brown make up were women some of them with red hair and some black. There had to be about eight of them. All of them held spears or swords.

In unison, they spoke.

"welcome home lord and lady Renard, we have been waiting for your arrival."