Sam's POV

Bella Swan. What? A bear? A shifter?! I can't get to the fighting wolf, and bear. Why can't I?

I watch as Paul's wolf bites into Bella's bear. I wince because I know how much it hurts. But the bear just shakes him off and attacks his unguarded side.

As the fight continues, the drops of blood turn into puddles of blood. Which then turns into a wolf on its stomach, and a bear biting its scruff. Where said bear picks up the wolf and tosses it away from her.

The bear shifts instantaneously and has no qualms about her naked form showing. "You're fucking unbearable, Paul!" She screams as she storms towards the cowering wolf. "WE WEREN'T TOGETHER. I DIDN'T NEED YOU! I needed to heal on my own. Fuck who I want. Touch who I wanted. Love someone that was not you! To grow into someone who could love you for you, you stupid, hotheaded wolf-shifter!"

He turned his head away from her, golf ball sized tears falling. "SHIFT BACK, PAUL!" She belted the order at him, and in an instant a naked Paul lay at her feet. Both of them were battered and bleeding. But they stared at each other for a minute.

I should step in now, "Umm, Bella?" She turns her head in my direction, but keeps her body facing Paul. Who had an instant reaction to other men seeing her naked form. I immediately turn my back on them, and motion the others to do so, as well. "Do you have spare clothes?"

She makes a humming noise and then says, "should be a sundress in my trunk." Leah takes off to the car, and comes back carrying a black sundress and brings it to the Bear-shifter. "Thank you, Leah." I hear Leah grunt back at her. And a tinkling laugh fall from Bella's lips as the rustling of clothing fills the air. "Safe to turn around now."

Isabella's POV

I could feel each and every injury that Paul had inflicted onto my body. It hurt to move, but I refused to show pain. I am in control of MY life. I did what I had to, to grow into the person HE needed.

I had difficulty turning away from my mate. But I had said my piece and now I needed to explain some things to the pack. Like shifting into a massive fucking bear, or what the fuck is happening with me and Paul. Because no matter how we look at it, we're a hot topic between shifters and imprints.

"Isabella, how?" Was all Sam asked. That's a loaded question. A very loaded question. I glanced at Paul. And I swallowed thickly.

"That's a long story. It'll be upsetting and enlightening. Just don't judge me. Any of you. That first year was trying. Very trying."

I heard Paul growl behind me and I just walked back into Sam and Emily's kitchen. I sat on top of one of their counters and grabbed a muffin. Soon all of the shifters, and imprints, followed me in.

"I.. I left for college immediately after Paul imprinted on me. I had to leave. I couldn't afford for my heart to be so utterly devoted to one single soul, again. So soon after Edward. So I left. As I continued driving farther and farther away, a deep seated ache began forming." I looked up and caught Paul's eyes.

"I partied. I partied hard my freshman year of college. I had a fake ID made, while I was with Edward. And I ran into my first nomad vampire. I was so drunk, I ignored the red eyes. He was hot. Like panty-dropping hot." I moved my eyes away from Paul's broken ones. "I... I slept with him. It was desperately good. Passionate. Different. God, I was used to using a vampire for a pillow, but using a vampire for my own desires, never happened. I woke up, bruised and wanting nothing more than to disappear from the hotel room. But the vampire, Garrett, he was determined to make sure I ate, and to make sure nothing was medically wrong with me, before I walked out of that hotel room." My gaze reluctantly found its way back to Paul's and cringed at the volatile emotions running rampant in his eyes. His frame vibrating horribly.

"You slept with a Vampire the first time I felt your infidelity?" Was the whispered question.

My eyes slammed shut, and I breathed in a shuddering breath, "yes... I am so sorry you felt it. I'm sorry."

"And the other times I felt it?" He growled out. "Was it also with that leech, or another one? Or was it a frat boy? Or a geek?"

At each question I winced further back into the counter. Sam had slowly stood up, but I waved him to sit down. I stared Paul in the eye. "Each and every time you felt my infidelity, it was with someone new. And Garrett was the only vampire I've ever fucked."

The females in the room gasped at my frankness. And the men just stared dumbfounded. "I never slept with the same person, ever. Because that led to attachments, and my attachment was here. In La Push. So I fucked people in Freshman Year. Someone new for every day of the weekend. During the week, I was always too busy to do anything but homework and sleep." His frame stopped vibrating. But his volatile emotions grew more intense.

"How many men was that, Isabella?"

"Enough to know what I like in the bed and out. "

There was an immediate choking sound going around the room, and I glanced at everyone. "It was my second year when I ran into another vampire. Red eyes, nomadic, and decidedly not like Garrett. It was the first time I shifted. I had been out, standing in line for a club. Obviously the weekend. So I was planning to hook up with someone. I scared the shit out of the guy I was with at the time. It felt like I was being hit by an earthquake. And it was just me taking the brunt of it. It hurt so fucking much. I was starting to calm down when the guy I was with was snatched from beside me."

I could feel my face shift to the immediate fear my body had felt during that moment. I unconsciously went to grab the nonexistent hand that should be on my waist. I could feel the immense panic flood my system as well as the calm before the shift that flooded me as well.

"Isabella!" I heard Derek's scream in pain. But it wasn't his voice. "Isabella!"I felt someone's hands on my shoulders and instantly snapped back to the present. My wide eyes caught Paul's. "What just happened?"

"Panic attack. PTSD. It was my first time retelling what happened. I... I don't have anyone else to talk to about this. I'm the only Bear Shifter I've ever come across." I use his steadying hands on my shoulders to center myself. "Derek, he's the second nomad. He was also the guy I was going to screw that night. I had saved him. But not before the vampire bit him. I had come from the fight with a shattered rib cage, a gash on my head, and dislocated shower. I made it seem like I had just got out of a car crash. And I went to a hospital."

I looked at everyone. "Since that night, I've never partied or slept around. I just couldn't. I felt my bear, Lina, pulling me. Pulling me back here. So I graduated early, I got a job, and I moved back."