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CHAPTER 5

Bella

That was the first word that came up in Paul's mind when he woke the next morning. For the entire night he had dreamt about the fair skinned girl, whose beauty entranced him like no other before. He had dreamt about her chocolate pools, her curly short hair, but most of all he had dreamt about her tight, little body.

His mate was sure a tiny thing, but she had curves in all the right places. Just like every Quileute, he had been breastfed, and he had never thought that he would have done it again, yet he had dreamt about sucking Bella's perfect tits many times during the night, before waking up with a painful hard on.

He had woken up for that reason at least four time during the entire night. He went to sleep, dreamed about doing something to a specific part of Bella's body and then woke up to jerk off. Paul was sure that he had jerked off more times in the last hours, than he had done in his entire life.

It amazed him how much the imprint could influence someone's life.

If a few days prior, someone had told Paul that one day he would have imprinted on Bella Swan, he would have laughed at his face. Up until the previous morning, he had never imagined he would have imprinted at all, but he had. He had imprinted on the girl he had been bullying in the past months.

But that wasn't the worst. No, his alpha had imprinted on the same girl. So now he had to work with his soulmate's other mate to convince the girl he couldn't stop thinking about that she was meant to be with them, without actually telling her that.

"Paul!"

Sam knocked on his door and he crawled out of bed, surprised that his alpha had actually knocked for once.

When he opened the door Paul smirked at Sam's tired face, knowing that he had spent the night like him, thinking about Bella under cold showers.

Paul looked at his alpha suspiciously. Then he noticed what was wrong. Besides his cut-offs, he was wearing a shirt. And Sam rarely wore a shirt.

"You couldn't wear something, could you?" Sam asked annoyed noticing Paul's lack of clothes. Paul simply smirked. "I'm so comfortable about my body, that sometimes I forget that I'm not wearing clothes. The real question is why are you wearing a shirt?" Sam rolled his eyes.

"Go get dressed. If you're not ready in five I'll leave you here." Sam ordered him. "And wear a shirt. We're going to Forks."

Paul raised an eyebrow, waiting for an explanation. Once more Sam found himself rolling his eyes. Of all the members of the pack with whom he could have shared an imprint, it had to be Paul. His most defiant beta, after Jacob of course.

Since they were wasting precious time, time that he could spend with his beautiful little mate, Sam quickly told the idiot that they were going to talk to Bella. As soon as he said Bella's name, Paul run to his room and wore the first thing he found in the wardrobe.

"Let's go see our Bella." He reappeared at the door before the five minutes ended.

Surprisingly, none of the two felt jealousy at that statement. They weren't happy, but they were starting to tolerate the idea that Bella belonged to both of them.

Paul was driving his black Camaro when he glanced quickly at the man sat next to him. Sam looked like shit, even worse than he did, and Paul smirked, deciding that making fun of his alpha couldn't be bad.

"So… how many times?" he asked with a big grin.

Sam narrowed his eyes at him.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" Sam asked confused.

"I'll rephrase. How many showers did you take last night?"

Sam growled and Paul laughed. Sometimes Sam wondered how Jared could spend so much time with him without wanting to hit him with a big truck, repeatedly.

However, Paul had hit a nerve. Sam was a wreck. He had slept for barely a couple hours, before realizing that he couldn't sleep more with Bella constantly on his mind.

"Shut up."

Paul laughed louder.

"C'mon man, if I'm going to be miserable, let's be miserable together."

Sam ignored him and thought about something else. Of course, his mind immediately ran to Bella. Isabella. Even her name aroused him. He wanted to hate her for making him lose his control, but he just couldn't. His mate was too perfect to be hated. Too good. Too innocent. And way too desirable for her own good.

Sam remembered that the same thing had happened to Jared when he had imprinted. For days no one wanted to patrol with him since all he could think about was sex and Kim. It took him at least five days before those thoughts lessened. He still had them, from time to time, but at least they were not a constant any longer.

"Fine, ignore me." Paul spoke again. "Just answer one question. Why are we going to Bella?" "Charlie has gone fishing and I want to check on her."

"She won't like that."

"I don't care." Sam growled. "I need to see her. The wolf needs to see her."

Paul understood him perfectly. The wolf inside of him had been fretting to see her again. It had passed barely one day and he couldn't stand another minute without seeing her face. Finally Paul could understand the pain Quil had felt when he had been forced to stay away from little Claire.

Paul only hoped that Bella would forgive them soon, because he couldn't spend the rest of his life pining after her with his hand as his best friend.

When he parked outside the Swan house, both Sam and Paul practically jumped out the car. He was about to knock when Sam stopped him.

"She's still sleeping."

Paul focused on his ears and heard Bella softly snoring. Her heartbeat was slower and constant which confirmed Sam's statement.

"What do we do now?" Paul asked.

Sam looked around, one hand in his short hair and in that moment Paul realized that the alpha didn't know what to do. He was lost just like him.

Apparently dealing with an imprint who wants nothing to do with you and who is also the imprint of one of your betas was not something you learn at the alpha seminary.

"Let's get in." suddenly Sam exclaimed.

"I don't think she would like that." Paul replied, not sure whether to obey or not.

"She'll forgive us if we make her breakfast." Sam simply said and opened the door, using the spare key under the plant. What a predictable place.

Sam was the first to get in and as soon as he walked into the living room, his wolf immediately calmed down, inhaling the sweet scent of his little mate.

Sam had always been in control of his wolf, but since he had seen Bella and recognized her as his mate, the wolf had started to get agitated every time she was not in his direct line of sight. She was his reason for living and his wolf needed to know that she was always safe.

He mentally thanked Paul's presence, knowing that if he had been there on his own, nothing would have stopped his wolf from taking over and slamming into the girls room. His wolf had wanted to claim her from the first moment. Dreaming of having sex with her in every place and position had only made it more difficult to control himself.

He was not like the others. Since he had been the first, no one was there to help him so he had to rely on the wolf instinct more than the others had done. For that reason, it was harder for him to ignore his animal instincts, even if his human side was telling him that they should leave before making things worse.

Trying to distract himself, he started cooking some eggs and bacon that he found in the fridge. He almost burned the eggs when he heard tiny feet walking down the stairs.

The sound of the front door opening and closing jarred Bella out of her sleep. She'd spent most of the night tossing and turning due to the nightmares caused by a red haired vampire.

When she heard someone's footsteps, she immediately sat on the bed and panicked. On Sunday Charlie left the house early to go fishing with Billy. So, who the hell was downstairs?

For a second Bella thought that Victoria had come to finish her work, but then she realized that if Victoria had come to kill her, she wouldn't have used the door.

Taking out all of her courage, she left her room, tiptoeing downstairs, trying to make the least sound possible. However, she had forgotten one simple detail, her clumsiness. In fact, while trying to keep her messy hair away from her face, she missed a step and tripped over. She prepared herself from the impact, but it never came.

Someone had saved her from a painful fall. Someone with very warm hands that were currently wrapped around her.

Opening her eyes, she gasped aloud when her eyes met brown ones. Paul.

Paul was there. In her house at half past seven on a Sunday morning. "Paul."

"Hi, Bella." He replied out of breath. He still had his arms around her and she was surprised to discover that something inside her didn't want them to release her.

They stared into each other's eyes for what felt like eternity, when someone else stepped into the room and growled at the sight in front of him.

Bella quickly pushed Paul away, even though she was sure he had let her, and turned towards the second intruder.

Sam stared at her with hunger. His eyes took in everything there was to see, and there was a lot. Neither Paul or Sam had ever seen her show that much skin, and they slowly admired every single detail of her delectable body, trying to commit the image to memory for their next shower. Which was going to happen soon, considering the hardness in their pants.

Bella was wearing very short shorts that showed legs that they both wanted to have wrapped around them, and a blue tank top, which made them discover that her tits were not as small as they thought. Paul almost salivated at the sight of her perfectly rounded breasts, quickly remembering one of his previous dreams.

Bella's eyes were still on Sam and, for a moment, she swore that they had glowed yellow. When they roamed over her body, Bella looked down and realized the picture she was making: her hair were a complete mess, making her look like a wild animal, and her breasts were all but falling out her thin tank top that she had worn with no bra. She turned towards Paul and his eyes seemed to bore into hers. Her stomach tightened at the intensity of his stare.

Bella had never been looked at that way before. Not even Edward had ever stared at her like that. But most of all, Edward had never made her feel sexually aware like both shifters were doing with just a look.

Furious at her body for reacting that way, she stepped a few feet away from Paul so she could glare at both of them at the same time without having to turn her head.

What were they doing in her house at half past seven on a Sunday morning?

"What are you doing in my house?" she demanded, trying to look menacing, but it only made them smirk at her in amusement.

"We wanted to check on you." Sam simply said, before walking towards the kitchen. Finally, the smell of bacon hit her nose.

"Are you making breakfast?" she asked in a whisper. She had never met two more confusing men.

"Yep." Paul smirked at her and Bella almost slapped him, again.

"So you two entered my house like two burglars, while I was sleeping and decided to cook breakfast?" she yelled indignantly. The nerve of them. How dare they ignore her request to stay away from her, when they had done nothing but pushing her away the past months?

"Technically, not like burglars. We used the spare key." Paul explained still with his annoying smirk on. "By the way, you should be more careful, I won't always be there to catch you when you fall."

At that, Bella lost herself.

"You shouldn't be here at all!" she shouted.

Not liking the way his mate was treating him, Paul's wolf took over. He walked towards her with an angry expression.

"Listen girl, I just saved you from a bad fall and Sam is making you breakfast. You should be more grateful."

If he wasn't a werewolf with tough skin, Bella would have punched him.

"I didn't ask you to do any of these things!"

"Well, it's not my fault if you always need to be looked after!" Paul knew that he was letting his anger take over and that he should calm himself down before he said something that he would regret. However, the damage had already been done.

"If I'm nothing but a nuisance for you, as you have made me understand perfectly a lot of times, than stop looking after me! I never asked any of you to do that. So let's do everyone a favor and leave me the hell alone!"

Bella surpassed him and reached Sam into the kitchen, while standing where she could see them both. They both looked like they were in pain, as if her words had actually hurt them. Bella almost laughed at that. She knew that deep down they wanted Victoria to kill her, so they would have had one less problem.

"Get out." She said in a low voice, trying to appear strong.

When Sam tried to say something to her, she raised her hand and stopped him. "GET OUT!"

Sam's heart broke at her words, but as her imprint, he wanted to obey every single one of her requests. And in that moment she wanted them to leave.

He sent her a pained smile when he walked past her, but she simply turned her head to the side.

Grabbing Paul by the arm, he led him outside.

They both walked away and Bella almost laughed at the sight of them. They looked like reprimanded puppies with their tails between their legs.

Bella knew that she had every right to kick them out, but then why did it hurt her to watch them leave? Why did she want to run out and make them come back?

She had been stupid to say that she didn't need them, but Paul's words made her angry. He had treated her like an annoyed baby sitter would treat a child she looked after only for the money. That was what she was for them. An inconvenience, a nuisance, someone they were forced to watch over.

She suppressed the image of Sam's hurt face when she had yelled them to leave, she probably had imagined it anyway.

When her stomach growled, Bella sighed and reluctantly looked at the food Sam had cooked. Two eggs with few rashers of bacon and it smelled amazing. She took one of them and bit it. Bella moaned at how good it was. Crisp and tasty at the same time. She devoured the remain of Sam's food and felt even guiltier for kicking them out.

After a little fight with her inner voice, Bella decided that she had done the right thing and she should not feel guilty about it. After all she had told them multiple times that she wanted to be left alone. They hadn't listened to her, so she was within her rights to be angry at them.

Bella only hoped that from that moment, they would have respected her decision and left her alone.

It only lasted a flash, but suddenly Bella felt her chest flair in pain, right were her heart was. She massaged it for a while, wondering what it was, but quickly got over it, blaming the pain on the stress.

Remembering that the following day school reopened, Bella sighed. She wasn't particularly anxious to see her school friends, but she knew that she had to restart a relationship with them, since she couldn't spend the rest of the year alone. They all had always been very nice and friendly with her. She liked them, she just wasn't a very sociable person.

Pulling her hair away from her face, she decided to call her mother. After their weeks together, she had decided that she wanted to have a better relationship with her mom, so she had promised her to call her almost every day.

The two talked for a while and Renee even recommended what she should wear the following day. Even if it was her mother who did most of the talking, sometimes Bella laughed at her mother's nonsense and quickly every thought about shape shifting men left her mind.

For the first time after a while, Bella finally felt again like a normal girl.

"Damn!" Paul yelled, punching a tree. He had let the anger prevail and now the most precious thing in his life didn't want to have anything to do with him.

"Calm down, someone could see or hear you. We're not far away from the house." Sam said in a stoic tone. However, Paul knew that he was suffering too from his imprints words.

"I'm sorry, Sam." Paul lowered his head in shame. Since he had imprinted he had felt a closer connection towards his alpha. Sometimes he still had the desire to rip his throat out, but he knew that if he hurt him, he would have hurt Bella too. Also he was sure that was the same reason why the alpha hadn't killed him already.

Sam sighed and closed his eyes for a second.

"You shouldn't have let the anger control you. You know that you get mean when you're angry." Sam reprimanded him. "However… It's my fault too." Paul raised his head in shock at Sam's admission.

"It was wrong to enter her house while she slept. It was too soon." Sam finished.

"My head is a mess, Sam." Paul confessed. "I need to stay with her, but when I'm in her presence I panic and say the wrong thing."

Sam chuckled, realizing that for once he wasn't the only one dealing with a crappy situation. They were in this together.

"She's always there, isn't she?" Sam pointed towards his head and Paul nodded.

"You know." Paul started, "I think Quil is lucky. Having a toddler as an imprint is not a bad thing. He can be with her whenever he wants, can protect her against anything, but most of all he doesn't have to deal with the blue balls every time he thinks about her since he only sees her as a little sister."

Sam smiled at Paul's view on the most messed up case of imprint that they have ever heard of. Well, after theirs of course. I mean, who wanted to share his soulmate to another man?

"She'll come around." Sam reassured him.

She had to come around. Sam thought. Not only for his blue balls. He would gladly spend the rest of his life like a monk if that meant having Bella in his life. Even as a friend. At the moment he didn't care, he only wanted to be with her.

"Jacob will be here shortly. It's his turn to patrol and we know he'll come here as soon as he is all furry."

Paul growled, hearing Jacob's name.

"Relax. I've ordered him not to approach her if she's not the one asking." Paul smirked and Sam copied him.

"You know that's the smartest thing that you have ever done as an alpha."

Before Sam could punch him, Paul laughed and phased, running away from the older man.

Sighing at his betas childish behavior, Sam phased. However, before he left, he got closer to the house. From behind a tree, he could see Bella through the kitchen window.

She was eating the bacon he had been cooking and knowing that he had been the one to provide her food, made him and the wolf proud. At least they did one thing good.

One day he would eat breakfast next to her with a couple of cubs running around them. Smiling softly at the image, Sam run away towards his house to fix a certain problem.

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