Title: In The Hands Of Her Wolf
Genre: family
Rating: T
Pairing: Paul/ Bella
Word Count: 500
Prompt: picture
Pre-Reader: Amber and my fic twin Kat
Disclaimer:
All characters and known situations belong to their respective owners. Everything else came from my own mind. In no way shape or form have I made nor do I intend to make a profit from this story…. All rights still belong to Stephenie Meyer…
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"Daddy!"
Paul frowned when he saw the tears on his daughter's face. He wiped his hands on a rag and closed the hood of his wife's car. He and Bella had just celebrated their seventh year anniversary before her car started to rattle.
Makenzii flew into his arms while her friends Chris, Wyatt and Madison followed her closely. He could only wonder what had happened. They'd gone to the beach with Bella, Kim and Emily only an hour ago.
"What's wrong, 'Kenzii?"
When she didn't answer, he turned to her friends. "What happened?" He asked, running a soothing hand down Makenzii's back.
Chris huffed. "Gabriella started picking on her. She said Makenzii doesn't have a real mom."
"She also said Auntie Bella doesn't love her anymore because she has Brayden… cuz her real mom didn't want her and left her with you." Madison told him with a quiet voice.
"I wanted to hit her, but dad said I can't hit girls." Chris said with a frown. "I shoved her down though when mom wasn't looking!" He grinned.
Paul sighed and did his best not to let the kids hear him growl. He phased much less these days, but hearing what Gabriella had said to Makenzii caused the wolf to perk up to defend his pup. "'Kenzii… baby, listen to me. Bella IS your mom and she loves you with all her heart. Don't listen to Gabriella. She's only jealous because you've got such a cool mommy."
"Kiera punched Gabriella in the nose when Auntie Leah wasn't watching. She took her home and Auntie Bella said to come here with Makenzii. She went to talk to Gabriella's mom." Wyatt said.
Paul hid his grin. He'd have to thank Leah. "Go play." He said.
He scrubbed his grease stained, work roughened hands over his face, biting back a frustrated moan after the kids were in the house. His ears perked up at the sound of his truck pulling into the driveway. He grinned when Bella shut the engine off and climbed out with Brayden in her arms. The four year old was a carbon copy of her, though he'd inherited his daddy's temper.
"Daddy!"
"Hey buddy."
"'Kenzii's sad!" Brayden frowned.
Paul nodded. "Yeah, she is buddy."
She relaxed as Paul pulled her into his arms, smiling when she felt his callused fingers graze the skin under her shirt. His hands dwarfed her own. They'd ripped apart vampires and battered tree trunks. His hands, too, had learned how to hold a newborn and rock a crying infant to sleep. They'd held Bella as she writhed in the pains of labor and cradled sick toddlers through the night.
"Daddy!" Brayden huffed. "You promised!"
Paul smirked. "I did?" He scooped Brayden up and winked. "Ok buddy, lets go to the garage."
Bella shook her head and sighed. "He needs to put play clothes on first!"
"I'll keep him clean." Paul grinned.
"You've said that before, Paul."
"You love me, Bella."
She smiled. "Yeah. I do."