Title: A New Age

Fandom: Twi-W
Characters/Pairing:
Bella, Jacob, Paul
Rating:
T
Genre:
No idea- drama/humor/romance?
Words:
500

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Prompt: New Age Girl song lyrics

Additional Soundtrack: "Before He Cheats"- Carrie Underwood

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A New Age

"Dude..."

"I know."

"Did she...?"

"Damn! Both headlights! Wish I could've seen her swinging the bat."

"And the tires..."

"All four of them! Those were new, weren't they?"

"Yeah." Jake swallowed his growl as he added the cost in his head.

"Those key marks—do they spell something?"

Embry tilted his head a bit, then busted out laughing. "I think it says 'Alpha Douche'!"

Quil ducked his head in the passenger side window of his best friend's vandalized Rabbit. "Uh, Jake? She carved her name in the seats."

Jared snickered, "Yeah, like her scent wasn't already permanently embedded there—can't even ride in that car without smelling eau de Bella twat."

Paul and Jacob both answered with sinister growls, bothered by his words for very different reasons.

Sam shook his head in disbelief. "I just don't get it. I thought you said she understood—that she was fine with the imprint."

Jake nodded, walking around his car again. He still couldn't believe his Bells could do that much damage. "Yeah, she was really nice about it. She even wanted Nadia's phone number so she could get to know her..."

Paul barked out a laugh and slapped his hands down on his muscled thighs. "You're an idiot. Nadia probably told her when you imprinted on her. Bella clearly doesn't appreciate being cheated on."

Jacob growled and stalked forward. "Well this never would have happened if you hadn't pushed her away! She's your fucking imprint!"

Paul and his wolf had already reached the same conclusion. Seeing this side of Bella made her infinitely more attractive. "Yeah, she's definitely the one for me..."

Leaving the rest of the pack in the parking lot, Paul took off on foot following the intoxicating scent of his imprint. He had some idea where she might be—he knew she hated to be alone.

As he thought, Bella's trail ended at the Clearwater house, and his wolf whined at the sound of his little mate crying inside with Leah.

"I can't wait to phase in and see his reaction—it sounds like you really channeled your inner wolf." Paul shivered at Leah's words—he wanted to be Bella's 'in her' wolf. "Come on, B, he's not worth this. Dry that shit and make some cookies or something."

Paul's ears perked up at the thought of cookies made by his imprint, and he walked to the door without any more hesitation. He was done waiting.

Moving silently to the kitchen, he slipped in and caught her on a trip back from the fridge. She gasped when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her back against his chest.

Dipping his head, he ran his nose up the slender line of her neck, growling softly at the fresh scent of her arousal. He didn't know how he'd kept his distance for so long. No more.

Bella had no idea what he was doing, but she had never felt more at peace than she did right there in his arms. She was his.