Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer. I do not own Twilight.

Chapter Six

Jacob's POV

"Dude, why would you say that?" Embry asked, leaning across the engine of my Rabbit.

I shrugged, not bothering to answer him. He already knew why.

"I mean, I get it, but damn. Paul is gonna rip you a new one," Embry moaned when I didn't respond.

I ignored him, just kept working on the engine. Quil was sipping a beer on the sofa, watching as Embry hovered over my shoulder. No doubt he thought the whole thing terribly amusing, the fucker.

"Do you really want her to kill her baby?" Embry pressed, starting to really piss me off.

"Of course not," I grumbled, throwing my wrench down when I realized he wasn't going to leave this alone.

"Then why did you say it?" Embry asked.

Growling, I turned and shoved him away from me.

"Because I hate the fact that she let that bastard impregnate her! Do you smell it? It's constantly hovering around her and it drives me crazy! Every time I'm near her I want to tear something apart," I snarled, tearing at my hair.

"Easy, man. Just breathe," Embry soothed, holding up two placating hands.

"Just leave me the fuck alone," I snapped, striding out of the garage.

The wolf couldn't be denied any longer and I barely had time to shed my clothes before I felt myself phase. The wolf happily took over, racing through the woods towards the edge of our territory. The smell of the Cullen leeches was the only thing that drowned out the scent of Bella's pregnancy, the only thing worse than smelling Paul inside of her.

A howl in the distance and a shift in the air alerted me to the fact that one of my packmates had phased.

YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!

Paul's threat reverberated in my head and I quickly phased to escape his thoughts. His anger, along with Sam and Jared washed over me, though only Paul had phased. Still, their emotions were making the wolf anxious as we ran away from them. I kept to the boarder along the Cullen territory, hoping their sugary sweet smell would help block out my own. I knew it wouldn't protect me for long, but it could buy me a little time.

Unfortunately, it didn't take as long as I had hoped before I heard the snarl from behind me. Immediately, I phased, turning to face Paul's wolf head on.

YOU FUCKING BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT TO HER? Paul screamed at me as soon as I phased.

How is it any different from what you said to her the first time you saw her? I snapped back.

I WAS TRYING TO HELP HER, ASSHOLE! Paul roared before lunging at me.

I spun away from him, snapping at his hind legs as I turned around. His back legs shoved against me, hitting me in the ribs and sending me flying away from him. I landed on my feet and charged back to meet him.

I love her! She's having my baby! You fucking stay away from her or I'll kill you! Paul threatened, drool dripping from his bared teeth.

Fuck off, Paul! I only said what she and everyone else is thinking. How do you think she'll feel if you don't break the imprint with Rachel? You've said it yourself. You can't mark her until the imprint is broken and you can't marry her until you mark her. Do you really think Bella is going to wait around while you go off in search of your imprint? I barked at him as we circled each other.

Maybe if you would help me, I wouldn't have to worry about tracking down that bitch sister of yours, Paul growled.

With a growl to match, I darted forward, my teeth aiming for his throat.

Who the fuck do you think you are, insulting my sister? I shouted, missing his neck by centimeters.

Who do you think you are insulting my mate? Paul spat back.

She may be your mate, but she can still leave you, I said, glaring at him.

But she won't, because she loves me. I'm the person she chose, I'm the person she wants to be with, I'm the one meant to be with her, Paul insisted, taunting me.

No, I'm the one meant to be with her. She's mine! I snarled, lunging for him again.

She'll never be yours, Paul vowed.

Oh, but she could be, I told him, an evil sounding laugh echoing in my mind.

Fuck you, Black. The only way she could be yours is if- Paul started, but I quickly cut him off.

She's my imprint.

Bella's POV

"Where is he?" I asked, staring out the window.

"Don't worry, Bella. He'll be back soon," Emily soothed, rubbing her hands up and down my arms.

"We shouldn't have told him. We should have just kept it to ourselves. It wasn't that bad. I mean, Jake has been saying stuff like that ever since he found our Paul and I are together," I said nervously.

"No, he needed to know, as did Sam. We did the right thing," Emily assured me.

"But-" I started.

"No, buts. Now, come on. You need to rest. It's late and I'm sure you haven't been getting much sleep having to get up at all hours of the night," Emily insisted, urging me back towards the guest room.

"I can't sleep without Paul," I argued, though offering little resistance.

"I'm sure if you close your eyes, you'll find yourself drifting off to sleep in no time," Emily encouraged, pulling back the covers for me.

"If you hear anything…?" I trailed off, leaving the question open.

"I'll come wake you," Emily promised, backing out of the room.

She flicked off the lights as she closed the door, surrounding me in darkness. I laid down on the bed, staring out the window at the cloud covered sky, silently willing Paul to come back. Eventually, as the second hand on the tiny alarm clock clicked on, I felt myself slipping off to sleep.

The feeling of arms coming around me jolted me awake and I called out Paul's name in a panic, unable to see who was reaching for me.

"Hush, Swan. It's me," Paul's voice came through the darkness.

"Oh," I sighed, turning into his arms.

His fingers ran through my hair, his hold on me tight as I breathed in the reassuring smell of his skin.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice still tinged with the edge of sleep.

"I found him. He was trying to cover his scent by stick close to the leech's territory, but I tracked him down," Paul told me.

"Did you hurt him?" I asked, unsure of whether or not I wanted the answer to be "yes".

"No. Fucker was too fast and I was too pissed," Paul growled into my neck.

"That's okay. I know he didn't mean it. He's just… upset," I reassured him.

"Don't defend him, Swan. He doesn't deserve it," Paul huffed, turning on his back.

I sat up, frowning down at him for the sudden change in mood.

"What else happened out there?" I asked hesitantly.

He didn't answer me right away, leading me to believe it was something bad. I bit my lip nervously as he stared at the ceiling, his face a stony mask of pure fury.

"Paul?" I questioned softly, able to hear the trembling in my own voice.

"He told me he imprinted," Paul bit out.

"Oh," I said, unable to think of anything else or why he would be so upset over it.

Paul didn't elaborate and my worry began to increase again.

"Why are you so upset about that?" I asked, not sure I wanted to know the answer.

"Because… he imprinted on you."

Talk about a clusterfuck! So Paul imprinted on Rachel, but is with Bella and Jacob imprinted on Bella who is with Paul.

Alright, no body freak out. I promise you'll get a happy ending. And it will not involve Bella and Jake together, so don't even offer that as a possibility. This is a Paul/Bella fic, not a Jacob/Bella fic.

Until next time, dearies!