Chapter 5- "Of course, the treaty."

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Disclaimer:

I do not own Twilight in any way shape or form; All credit goes to Stephanie Meyers. However, Ray is all mine. The title 'Love Story' doesn't belong to me either, it belongs to Taylor Swift. I love that song. Ha-ha!

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"A werewolf, Raven." Jacob said to me in a serious tone as he took over Emily's position at my side. His eyes were filled with worry, doubt. As if he was afraid of my reaction.

I looked over at him, and tried to smile as normally as I possibly could, but I was honestly freaking out. The legends were true? Werewolves really existed? If that was the case… Then what really worried me was their purpose for existing. A shiver ran down my spine as I stood up from the couch.

"Excuse me." I said, feeling sick to my stomach.

The pieces all fit, and that's what had me terrified. Jacob's questioning gazes, and dirty looks, Blake's almost incident with me in the woods. He was a…. Vampire, and I was his meal. But what didn't make sense was the other male that came to stop him. Isn't that what vampires do? Feed on humans?

Of course, the treaty. They knew they couldn't do such a thing or it would spell out destruction. They'd be exposed for the monsters that they are. Vampires. The more I replayed that word in my head, the sicker I felt. I pressed my hand against my stomach, feeling the color leave my skin as I rushed to the bathroom.

My morning's breakfast, and last night's dinner was leaving me as I was kneeled in front of the toilet, bathroom door closed. I wished that suddenly I didn't know what was really going on. That I was still kept in the dark about reality. Mythical creatures were standing in my living room, and I was utterly, and helplessly in love with one of them.

I still couldn't find a way to grasp it all, but surprisingly enough.. I was okay with the fact that Jacob was a werewolf. It didn't scare me as much as I though it would, but… I cringed away from the toilet, not wanting to think about those.. Creatures I had met earlier. That, and I just didn't want to hack up anything else I ate.

My eyes were red, and I found myself dragging my feet towards the sink just as I flushed. A soft knock sounded as I ran the cold water, and dabbed it on my face.

"Ray?" Jacob whispered. "Ray, honey are you okay?"

I let out a sigh, and reached for a towel to dry my face. A second later, I opened the door and was met with the handsome features of Jacob Black.

"I am fine, Jake.." I lied as I ran my fingers through my hair.

We were both standing face to face with each other in the doorway.

"Don't lie to me, Ray." He said softly as he brought a large, warm hand up, and stroked his thumb against my cheek, the rest of his fingers partially entangled in my dark locks.

I suddenly felt woozy, and light headed again, but in a good way. He was slowly washing away all my fear. He smiled just as my heart began to race, and I felt my cheeks burning.

"I know it's a lot to take in in one day, but you needed to know…"

My hand came up to his, and I slowly pulled it away to entwine my fingers with his.

"I am glad you told me.." I said softly, my eyes dropping from his.

"But?" He pressed as a small frown formed on his lips.

"But…" I tightened my grip only slightly on his hand. "It's not… the werewolves I am worried about so much."

His brows scrunched together before the hand unoccupied with mine reached up, and placed a finger under my chin. Lifting my face up so that our eyes were meeting, Jacob placed my hand against his heated chest, where I could feel the steady beating of his heart.

"So you figured it out?" He asked me softly as his forehead pressed gently against mine.

I was dizzy with all his sudden signs of affection. I slightly nodded my head, before shutting my eyes. When I opened them, I could see him smiling. Confused at first, I gave him a look, but he quickly explained himself.

"I though you'd be afraid of me. That you wouldn't want to ever see me again, but what's got you worried are those leeches, and Raven.. You shouldn't be worried honey. We exist because they do, and our sole purpose is to make sure they keep up their end of the treaty. They can't hurt you so long as me, and the pack are protecting you." His smile was bright, and I couldn't help but feel safe around him.

"Still.." I said, being my stubborn self. "What if they hurt you, Jacob? I've seen how fast they are…"

Jacob's chest rumbled, and he barked out a confident laugh.

"I am a werewolf remember? I am built to withstand them."

I couldn't help but smile at that comment, but then he became serious.

"There's something else you should know…" He said a bit hesitantly.

I looked at him with a questioning gaze as he pulled me into my bedroom, and sat me down on my bed.

"Werewolves go through something called.. Imprinting."

"Imprinting?" I asked watching as he came over, and sat down beside me.

Nodding his head, he took my hand in his once more. "It's like love at first sight. A werewolf finds their soul mate through imprinting. It's supposed to be rare, but so far half of the pack has imprinted on someone…"

I already knew the ones who had imprinted, but I didn't understand why Jake was telling me this. As if catching the look of confusion on my face, he continued.

"I've.. Imprinted on you, Ray."

Those words made my head instantly start spinning with a million questions. I was both shocked, and oddly content at the news. There was a few moment of silence before Jacob spoke up again.

"We don't necessarily have to become lovers or anything.." I could see him slightly blush. "But I'll become whatever you need me to be. A best friend.. A brother… Either way, I'll be your protector. I'd never let anything happen to you so long as I am still breathing."

I watched him carefully for a moment, before I felt my lips curl into a smile. My free hand reached up, and stroked his cheek. Without one word, and feeling totally sure of myself for the first time in I don't even know how long, I leaned forward, and placed my lips gently against his in a tender kiss. It didn't last long, but I was sure it proved my point.

As I pulled away, I felt Jacob's arms coil around my waist as he pulled me closer to his warm frame. I felt my lips ensnare with the heat of his lips against mine in deeper, more passionate kiss. My body shivered, as my hands wrapped around his neck.

When we pulled away, I was breathing heavily, and I could tell that even he was too. We kept our arms around each other for a brief moment before I decided that the others had been waiting downstairs for us long enough.

"We.. Should go back downstairs." I said breathlessly.

Jacob grunted, and I chuckled softly as he reluctantly let go of my waist to grab my hand. Leading me down the stairs, we were once again met with the pack of werewolves, and their respective others in the living room. Their eyes met mine, all questioning, and worried.

I simply smiled at them, and turned to my grandfather who seemed all too amused to see my hand in Jacob's.

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It was a while before the others left, and the only ones left in my living room were my grandparents, Jacob, and me. I was seated on the love seat with Jacob at my side our hands still entwined. Ben patted my grandmother's leg, and then stood up. We had been talking for a while.

I was surprised to hear my grandfather had been a werewolf as well, and that he had imprinted on my grandmother. I learned more about their abilities. They didn't age if they phased frequently into their wolf form, which explained why Jacob looked as if he was twenty-five when he was only seventeen, and their temperature ran at 108.9 degrees in order to withstand the cold.

I also understood why Jacob had wrinkled his nose the few times I had encountered myself with Blake. Their smells were unbearable to each other. Apparently I smelled like vampire, or leech as Jacob would call them, and to Blake I smelled like dog. That got a chuckle out of me seeing as how they both smelled totally fine to me.

"We'll leave you two to talk." My grandmother said with a cheery smile on her face.

I simply chuckled, and looked over at Jacob who bore a look of amusement on his face. Ben patted his shoulder before giving him a wink, and my grandparents disappeared into the kitchen. Jacob's eyes met mine, and he smiled playfully at me.

"Come on," He said as he pulled me up from the couch. "I want to show you something."

With that, he led me out into the backyard of my grandparent's home, and a ways into the forest. When he figured we were deep enough, he turned to me, and leaned down to place a kiss against my cheek.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." He said with a soft reassuring smile.

I watched him disappear into the brush, and squinted my eyes to see. The sky was darkening, turning day into night. A caught a glimpse of something from where he was standing, and before I knew it.. Jacob Black had been replaced by a large russet colored wolf. I gasped, and as he neared me, I found myself frozen in my place.

When he was near enough, Jacob let out a soft whine, and his cold, wet nose pressed against my cheek. His tail wagged slowly, and I found myself tangling my fingers in the fur behind his large ear. I scratched softly, and then smiled as he reacted to my touch. His ear twitched, and he let out a content grumble from his chest.

He was absolutely… Gorgeous in my eyes. Jacob coiled around me, his massive form surrounding me in a semi-circle. I turned to him, and smiled. I sat down, and leaned into his warm, furry frame as I let my fingers tips gently stroke against him. He was like an over-sized puppy. His head turned to me, and I could swear he wore a mischievous smirk on his muzzle as his tongue slipped passed, and licked my cheek.

"Ugh, very cute." I teased as I reached up with my sleeve to wipe my cheek. He let out a bark-like laugh, and unable to help myself I laughed with him.

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We were outside for a while. The silence between us was comfortable, and I found it refreshing. When he lead me to the back porch of the house, fully dressed, and in his human form, we sat down on the steps still enjoying the alone time. I was leaned into him, surprised at how easily my body molded into his. His arm was locked around my waist, stroking gently against the fabric of my shirt.

"So.. You're not afraid? At all?" He asked me, peering down with his chocolate brown eyes as his brow came up in question.

I chuckled softly, and shook my head. "Should I be? You're not the one after my blood."

I found myself cringing at the thought. He caught the action, and Held me closer, kissing my forehead before nuzzling his nose into my hair. He let out a soft sigh.

"I'd never let them hurt you..." His whispered.

"I know that." I replied softly.

My arms wrapped around his waist, and I hugged him closer to me.

"But they're aren't the only dangerous ones out there, Ray. If I ever lose control..."

I though about Sam, and Emily. Was that the reason for the scars on her face? I shook the thought from my mind; I didn't care. Tilting my head up to look at him, I offered him my sincerest smile.

"You could never hurt me, Jacob." I said simply, and I meant every word. Accidents were inevitable. The scratches would heal eventually, and if they left a scar, it would only serve to remind me of the reality I was living in.

I rested my head against his chest, listening to the soft melody of his heart as he ran his fingers gently through my hair. We were silent again, but a howl that errupted from the forest caused Jacob to tense. Pulling gently away from me, he looked straight into my eyes.

"I'll see you tomorrow, honey. Get some sleep."

With that, Jacob jolted up from the stairs, and jetted into the forest. I saw a bit of his transformation in the darkness before he disappeared.