Author's note: Sorry it's taken me forever to get this chapter up. The next one should be up a lot sooner. I actually have to watch the movie again, not that I'm complaining ; ) I seem to be forgetting those small details. It's short, but at least it's something.

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I'm a brave girl. That's what I told myself every time I saw an Ipswich boy. Yet each time, I found myself cowering in the shadows until they passed. Had I told them too much? Sure it was my family that caused much of the heartache they had to go through, but that was years ago. And when I told them my story, they only seemed to leave it at that, a story.

I maneuvered the books under my arms so they wouldn't fall as I opened the door to my dorm. This proved worthless the instant I shut the door due to shock. Jason was sitting on my bed playing with my old family photo.

"What do you want?" I grumbled, "And how the hell did you get in?"

He seemed to ignore my second question, "I'm here to apologize, I never should have said that about your sisters. But can you blame me? You were with those..."

My fists clenched, "Just stop right there. I'm tired of these damn ancient prejudices. These boys are good, they aren't evil like we were taught."

Jason stood and touched my face gently, "Can you not see why you were taught to hate and distance yourself from the Covenant? A Williams baby is all that is needed to break the curse. If you aren't willing... well, they could always use force."

My eyes grew in shock, "They wouldn't..."

"Belle Baby, you just met them. You don't know what they would and wouldn't do. I'm just concerned." Jason cupped my chin so I was forced to look into his golden eyes.

"Concerned?" I pulled myself back, "Or jealous because I might choose one of them over you?"

The werewolves' eyes narrowed, "Watch what you are saying Belle."

"What are you going to do? Scratch me? I'm not another puppy in your pack Jason, hell it's not even your pack yet."

His deep growl should have been enough warning, although I didn't move quick enough. Jason had grabbed my arms and threw my onto the bed. I was pinned beneath a very pissed off werewolf. I tried to shake the fear gripping me. I couldn't use my powers, not like this. Fear was always my incapacitation.

Jason closed his eyes and nudged the side of my face with his nose, inhaling deeply, "You always smell amazing when you are scared, hell, you always smell amazing."

I took a deep breathe, "This is why we could never work out, we piss each other off too often."

He kissed my cheek, "I know," he murmured against my skin. The kisses continued down my jaw and then onto my neck.

God that felt too good. I tried to pull my hands from his grip, but he wasn't budging, "So are you going to do exactly what you warned me of?"

This comment stopped him. Jason looked deep into my eyes, "I would never force myself on you."

"Then what do you call all this?"

Jason slowly caged his inner beast and released me. He didn't look my way as he headed towards the door, "Just be careful." And with those words, he left.

I rubbed my wrists which were already bruising as tears silently rolled down my cheeks.