"You guys are nuts. What are you going to tell me next, you guys have superpowers," I shouted in disbelief. Sam and the guys exchanged a look. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me!"
"It's not a superpower, more of a genetic advancement," Embry suggested. I shot him a glare, and he shrunk back in fear. I sighed heavily.
"Okay, tell me, what are you?" I asked bluntly. The guys looked to each other's faces, searching for the answer. I groaned. "Tell me, I can handle it."
"I was going to wait to tell you at the next bonfire, but I guess I have to tell you now," a horse voice said from behind us. I looked over my shoulder to see Paul trying to sit up.
"Paul," I gasped out, rushing over to his side to help him sit up. I stayed beside him, letting him lean against me. I quickly overlooked his body, noticing all of his wounds were closing.
"You've heard of the legends, right?" He asked me softly, looking directly in my eyes. I nodded. "There all true," he whispered softly. I continued to watch him, taking in the information. He retold all of the legends from the cold-ones to the legend of Taha Aki and the third wife.
"So, you're telling me that you guys shape-shift into horse size wolves?" I asked; look around at all of the guys. They nodded. "And you guys save everyone from vampires?" I asked again. The nodded again. "And all of the legends are true?" They nodded again. I turned and looked at Paul. "What about imprinting?" He blushed slightly.
"That's true too," he mumbled.
"Has anyone imprinted yet?" I asked, looking from Paul to the other guys.
"Yes, there are four of us that have," he answered. I raised an eyebrow.
"Can I ask who?" I questioned. Sam moved closer to Emily, wrapping an arm around her. Quil was handed Claire, who immediately snuggled into his arms. I noticed that Jared took a step to stand behind Kim. I glanced back at Paul. "I count three," I said. He glanced to Sam, who nodded, before ushering everyone from the room.
"I'm the fourth," He mumbled, staring directly at me. I blinked.
"So, who's the lucky girl?" I asked, feeling my heart drop slightly. He gripped my chin, and brought it towards him.
"You are," he whispered, giving me a smirk. I blushed brightly, my heart fluttering. The fluttering feeling dropped into my stomach and the baby inside gave a hard nudge. I gasped, jumping back out of Paul's grip. He looked at me worriedly. "What's the matter?"
"The baby," I gasped, before smiling, "It just kicked." I placed my hand on the spot it just nudged, attempting to coax another out of it. Paul's face brightened up.
"Can I feel?" He asked, glancing down at my stomach. I reached out, and grabbed his hand, placing it on the spot that I was just feeling. The warmth of his hand caused the fluttering feeling in my stomach again and the hard nudge. Paul's face brightened up. "That's the baby?" he asked, and I nodded. "Do you remember the deal? Who's the baby's dad?" I blushed a deep red.
"Do you remember the All Senior Homecoming Party," I asked.
"I can remember bits of it," he said.
"But I bet you remember waking up in the bed alone, right?" I asked again. He nodded, before he realized something.
"That was you?" He questioned, shocked. I nodded.
"And you are the baby's dad," I whispered. His hand froze over my stomach, before he pulled it away. I could feel the tears beginning to gather up in my eyes. His arm wrapped around me, pulling me closer, and planting his lips on mine. I gasped, and leaned in, letting him take control of it.