We had a few days to rest before the real training began. The Cullens all left to hunt except for Edward who had Bella come over so the two of them could most likely "get to know each other" with the whole house to themselves. The thought made me shudder, but I couldn't help but feel a bit jealous. I knew that Bella and I were both still virgins but I was always a little more crazy than she was—I didn't want to be the pure little girl I was anymore…but nothing I could really do about that.

I leapt in the shower after Bella had left with Edward and as I was toweling off my hair I heard a knock at the front door. Being on edge with the events to come, I tried to sneak a peek through the crack but there was no luck.

"Who is it?" I lightly called.

"It's Jacob." I heard. I blushed a light pink considering I was in nothing but a bathrobe and opened the door.

"Um, come in. You can sit on the sofa, I'll be down in just a second after I throw some clothes on." I said. I noticed he started me up and down and it made me want to smack him, there was just something about Jacob Black that unsettled me.

A few minutes later I was downstairs and sitting across from Jacob in Charlie's wicker chair.

"What can I do for you? You know Bella's not here, I assume." I said. He nodded once in response.

"Listen, Demetria. I know you don't like me because of the way I am with Bella, but I really can't help it. I don't want to sway her opinions or feelings but at the same time I crave it. I love her, Demetria. And I'm sorry if we got off on the wrong foot, I really want to be friends. But that's not why I'm here." He said. I stared at him in surprise, an apology? That was very unexpected. I smiled in return.

"Thank you, Jacob. I'm sorry if I can come off a bit…intense. I really appreciate the apology though, and I understand how you feel. But if not for that, then what are you here for?" I asked.

"I came here to explain something about the wolf pack to you. It's been long enough and there's no way anyone else is going to tell you so I figured I would before I watch one of my own rip themselves to shreds." He said. I started to get incredibly nervous, what did he mean?

"There is a phenomenon referred to as 'imprinting' when you are a werewolf. There are just relationships when you're a human, but imprinting is the purest form of love there possibly can be. Imprinting on someone is like… like when you see her everything changes. All of a sudden it's not gravity holding you to the planet, it's her, nothing else matters. You would do anything, be anything for her. Whether she needs a brother, a friend, a lover…anything. You become anything for that person." He finished. I stared at him, baffled. Why was he telling me this?

"So…as beautiful as that is, why is it necessary for me to know this?" I asked. Jacob stared at me for a long time and I swore he was going to say he had imprinted on me, and then I would proceed to vomit…even though he was very attractive, that just wasn't my bag.

"I'm telling you this because someone in my pack imprinted on you and is too afraid to say anything. And I don't know what's going on but you should have imprinted back on them and it should be apparent to you who it is." He said. It didn't take much thought for me to come to a conclusion.

"Embry." I said. Jacob nodded in return solemnly and I bit my lip. "But you said it was an intense form of love, right? I know for a fact that I don't love Embry, I only just met him for Christ's sake! But if you say this is such an intense feeling…why do I feel nothing?" I asked. I was ashamed of myself, but I wasn't sure why. I know I didn't love Embry the way he probably loved me, but I did feel a very strong pull toward him.

"I'm really not sure, but it's been tearing him up on the inside. He wants nothing more than to love you and be loved by you in return." Jacob said. I thought about it for a minute and tried to convince myself that I had feelings for him somewhere…I mean, he was the most attractive guy in the wolf pack and definitely the sweetest by far, why couldn't it work?

As I was about to respond to Jacob I looked out of the window and saw the sun rays gleaming against the pane of the window. It was sunny today, it made me happy. When I thought about being happy, the only other thought that popped into my head at that exact moment was staring into the forest from Jasper's window. Jasper. The thought of his sweet southern accent sent tingles up my spine and I couldn't help but smile softly to myself.

"Demetria?" Jacob inquired. I looked up from my small little amusement and was brought back into reality.

"I'm sorry Jacob, but I don't love Embry. At least not like that. You said the one who imprints has to be anything the one they've imprinted on needs? Maybe in this case fate has decided that Embry needs to be more like a brother to me than anything else." I said. Jacob looked thoughtful for a second before getting to his feet.

"Maybe. That would make some sense, but it's going to be really rough on him for a while. He won't be angry with you, because it's practically impossible for him at this stage in the game—this feeling is so fresh to him. But I wouldn't come around for a while, Demetria." He said. He went to move out the door before I caught his arm.

"Jacob, wait! Maybe you should wait to tell him until after the battle." I said. He nodded his head in agreement.

"That would probably be best." He replied. Before I knew it, he was out the door and down the road. I sighed as I closed the door and before I could trek up the stairs the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Bella! It's dad, I'm just letting you know that I'm probably going to be out until late tonight because after work I'm going night fishing with Billy." Charlie's voice rang into the receiver.

"Dad, it's Demetria, quit getting us confused," I laughed, "that's fine, I have some cooking skills left and I could use some time to myself. Just be careful out there, okay?" I said.

"Alone time? Where's your sister tonight?" he asked.

"You talked to Alice the other day when she came over, right? She's sleeping over the Cullen's house for girl time." I mused.

"Why aren't you there?" he asked. I panicked, I didn't think that part through.

"Dad, you know I have to have enough credits by the end of the year to graduate and I have a lot more courses than Bella. I can't afford to be left behind when everyone else is graduating!" I insisted. He chuckled on the other end.

"You've always been so hardworking, Demi. I'm proud of you—but I have to go now, there's been a breach in the case we're working on. I love you, have a good night." Charlie said.

"Bye dad, you too." I said. I hung up the phone and made my way up the stairs to dry my hair and look somewhat presentable.

I was sitting on my laptop legitimately doing work about an hour after the sun went down. I had my desk lamp on and my reading glasses while jamming out to music—the typical teenage night, right? Not for long.

"Look at you, a busy bee doing her work." I heard a voice smoothly coo from behind me. I froze and whipped around with a pair of scissors in my hand. I immediately relaxed when I saw who it was.

"Jasper! What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Well, my family went a lot further than me to hunt. I decided to stay behind and drink my fill before turning back to Forks because I wanted to spend the night with you." He said with a smile. My face heated up into all the shades of red possible on the planet.

"Any particular reason for that?" I asked.

"Well, Edward and Bella have taken over my house and I was a bit jealous that I would be bunking by myself tonight with three other couples. I figured I would come back and bother you instead." He said. He stepped out from the window in which he jumped through and sat down on the edge of my bed facing my desk.

"I mean, I'm flattered. I had nothing to do tonight so I guess I have plans now." I said with humor in my voice. I closed my computer and went to remove my glasses until I felt Jasper's hands around mine. "How did you…"

"I rather like this look for you, very intellectual." He said. I blushed slightly and removed myself from his grasp.

"Yeah, well I only need them to read so sorry to burst your bubble." I folded the glasses up and put them in a drawer. I turned back to my room which Jasper was now standing and twiddled my thumbs. "I've always been really bad at entertaining guests…are you hungr….never mind. This is even harder than I thought." I said.

"Don't fluster yourself, I'm the easiest guest to have. No entertainment required as long as I'm just simply in your presence." He said with a half-smile.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say you were flirting with me, Mr. Hale." I said with a grin. That was ballsy of me, where did that come from?

"What if I was?" he asked while moving closer to me. I turned the other way so I wouldn't bump into the desk and he walked into my shins so I fell backwards on the bed. He slowly climbed on top of me and slowly removed the hairband from my hair and let it fall loosely to my shoulders; I had to retain a shaky breath.

"Forgive me, but I want to drink in as much of your scent that I can. It's simply intoxicating." He said as he lifted a lock of my hair to his nose. When he finished he leaned even closer to me until he was completely on top of me and we were both laying on my bed, only I was underneath his body.

"What are you doing?" I asked lightly. I sounded almost drunk, my words were slurring together from the idea of him being so close. I didn't realize just how badly I wanted Jasper Hale until this very moment, and that was incredibly poor timing.

"Are you afraid, Ms. Swan?" he cooed into my ear. I shivered slightly and couldn't hold back the smile.

"No."

"You're not nervous about being alone in your house with a vampire on top of you with no one to hear your screams if he so chose to bite you and drink your very life force away?"

"No."

He stared down at me for a second before slowly moving forward. I could feel his breathing increase along with my own. A cool breeze blew through the window and ruffled his hair slightly as he moved even closer and I felt my eyes closing from the pressure admitted from his topaz ones. He shifted his arms so that his elbows where on either side of my neck and his hands interlocked on the top of my head.

"Good." He replied.

Our lips interlocked and the night sky shone bright as I gently wrapped my hands around the perfect back of Jasper Whitlock Hale.