There's probably gonna be maybe one long chapter and then one or two medium sized ones until the end of this story! However, (dramatic pause), I'm currently writing the sequel which will be Leah's story. So yeah :) Thanks for sticking by the story this entire time!

Brittney's P.O.V

Damn. Everything has been changing so quickly lately. I'm almost having a hard time keeping up. After the incident with the vamp-bitch a few weeks ago, I decided I would adopt Ethan. How could I leave him without a mother? It's like he doesn't remember much of her at all. He hasn't left my side since she died. Of all the things changing, he seems to be the most noticeable. Everyday, he looks more and more like Embry. He has his soft brown eyes, and a mop of dark brown hair on his head. He keeps getting taller as well, so much that he passes for three years old now. I didn't care that I didn't actually give birth to him, he was mine.

Even though everything around me seemed to change, there was one thing that stayed the same and it annoyed the hell out of me. The same burning feeling that I felt the day Ethan died was still there. It seems as if it gets stronger and stronger as the days pass. It's not that I don't want to turn into a giant furball, I just didn't want to turn into one that would be stuck loving Paul. I knew if I gave in and phased for the first time, that weird imprint shit would force us together. I wanted to hold on to my freedom as long as I could and as long as I stayed human, that would happen. Ethan wasn't making it easier though. The faint vampire scent he had didn't bother me, it was his love for Paul. Whenever he would come over, Ethan would forget about whatever he was doing, and run to the door.

I was lost in thought when I heard someone approaching the door. Ethan must have heard too, because he jumped up and ran to the door.

"Pauly!" He screamed while I opened the door. He had the cutest little frown on his face when he saw that it was only Jake, and Paul was still out by the car.

"Hey buddy! Can I have a hug?" Jake tried. Ethan only pouted and ran out of the house to Paul's side. I was dying from laughter.

"Aww, even kids hate you." I said with a smile. He only ruffled my hair and plopped down on the couch. I stood at the door waiting for Paul and Ethan to come in. Something was different about him. Paul had Ethan on his back, and they were giggling together. His hair looked as if he had just gotten out of the shower and his white shirt fell over each of his muscles perfectly. Unintentionally, I let out a soft growl. Apparently Jake heard, because he was staring at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, sore throat." I lied. He laughed and rolled his eyes.

"So, Sam told us to come talk to you about your resistance to changing." Fuck. I knew this was probably going to come, but I wasn't expecting it to come so soon.

"He sent his little lap dogs to try and convince me to phase? Ha. That's funny. Fucking hilarious even. There's no way that I'm changing into a dog." I turned to walk away, when Jake blocked my way. I scoffed.

"Look, I know Sam is serious about initiating me into his little cult, but that's not my thing. I don't and don't want to belong there. The more he tries to force me into changing, the chance that I will gets slimmer and slimmer." Jake knew there was no point in arguing so he decided to leave. Paul was headed after him until Ethan stopped him.

"No Pauly. Don't leave." Paul sighed and sat down on the couch. Anyone knew that attempting to resist Ethan was a waste of your time. He would get what he wanted.

"Well Paul. Would you like dinner?" Hey, it doesn't hurt to not be a total bitch all the time right? He agreed, and it looked like Ethan was satisfied. I went into the kitchen and started cooking, but I could feel someone watching me. I turned, and there was Paul staring at me like a...lost puppy?

I rolled my eyes. "May I help you?" His cheeks turned a deep red and he turned away. I smiled to myself. Catching him staring at me was pretty cute... What am I saying? No it's horrible. Maybe two hours after dinner, Embry walked in. He had habit of being late for a lot of things.

"Hey Ethan, did you miss me?" Ethan, without even looking up, shook his head. It must have hurt Embry to see that his own son preferred someone else over him. I guess that's kind of what I'm doing to Paul, but I didn't care. Ethan ran off to look for his best friend, leaving Em and I together. Automatically, I went in for a kiss but he stopped me.

"Brittney, we need to talk. I can't do this anymore. I'm tired of people talking shit about me because I 'stole Paul's imprint'. Technically, I didn't steal you, you came to me. I don't even think we honestly loved...no liked each other. You wanted to get away from Paul and I liked having something to hang over his head. It would be best if we didn't see each other anymore. " Shit. This was one change I wasn't prepared for. At first, it felt as if my heart was shattered but, after those first few minutes, I didn't feel anything. Well, I kinda felt relieved. I nodded my head understandingly, took shocked to say anything. I just started to pack up Ethan's things so Embry could take them with him. He noticed this and again, stopped me.

"That was another thing I wanted to talk to you about. I'm not ready to be a dad. As much as I hate to say it, Ethan was a mistake. There's no way that I will be able to take care of him on my own. Hell, I doubt he even thinks I'm his father. Would you please keep him for me?" He pulled out what appeared to be adoption papers out of his pocket. It was as if he had been thinking about it for a while. Without hesitation I signed the papers and Ethan was actually my son.

"There's one more thing I need you to do for me. You have to promise me you'll do it before I tell you what it is." Tears were coming to my eyes, and all I could do was nod.

"I need you to phase. Tonight." Fuck. I had just promised to give my life away.