Submit Date:
June 25th, 2008

I'm really sorry this one's so late, guys. D:I've been REALLY busy, and it will probably be the same way for pt. 5, too.
Oh, and in the next chapter, there's more surprises and things.
Not just steam. So yep.
I hope you guys like this chapter, because I sure do!

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Jacob Black (c) S. Meyer
Katey Deakon (c) K. Navarro

PART FOUR--

It occured to me that even when Jacob was being serious, he still smiled. I wonder how he maintained such a happy attitude all the time. Sure, 99 percent of the time, I smiled, too, but he never frowned. Unless he was joking around. I was comfortable with the position we were in. I lay over his stomach, my head rested on his lower chest, and one big, warm hand of his sat at the base of my head, behind my neck, and the other on my upper back. My hands rested comfortably beneath my head.

"Did I tell you that I love you?" He murmured, sure to keep his booming voice down. I squeezed my eyes shut. No, he wasn't allowed to say that. His hand stroked the back of my head, playing with my hair. I sighed.

"Jacob," I warned, my eyebrows knitting together. That line made me frustrated. It was impossible. I wouldn't allow it. I couldn't say I was in love with him, honestly. It was far too soon, and I wasn't even sure how serious this was supposed to be. I didn't even like the word 'relationship'. It was strange. We were together. Boyfriend and girlfriend sounded too sixth-grade, but still...I love you was just too much for me. "Don't say that." His hold around me tightened just a little.

"But I do. I love you with all my heart." I sat up, a sad expression pasted onto my face. This wasn't allowed. "Not that you have to love me back." He leaned forward for a slow kiss. Pulling away, he continued. "I just want you to know. I'm know it sounds strange to say rigtht now, for you, but for me it's not so strange." I sighed again. Of course, he wouldn't let me ask why. I was almost positive this was part of his secret. My expression didn't change from it's frustrated position. "But I won't take it back." I lowered my head into my hands, rubbing my forehead and later my temples, closing my eyes. I sighed again.

"Jacob," I groaned. I had sat up, crossing my legs, sitting in front of him on the bed. "will you please tell me the secret? Please? This is making me really frustrated, and I absolutely hate surprises." He cracked a grin, his teeth nearly blinding me with their perfection. It was so hard to be frustrated at him, as beautiful and as soft as he was. Looking him over, ever time, It always hit me as a surprise as to how beautiful he was. He hummed and pulled me back into his lap, kissing my arm.

"I'll tel you, I promise. But we have to make a deal." He opened his eyes, givng one last peck to my arm and looked up, I looked down. I was still stern, dreading whatever deal he wanted to be made. I really wanted to know the secret, but if it was something too extreme, I wasn't sure I would be able to do it. "You have to do two things," Jacob held up two fingers. "and I promise that I'll tell you my secret." I braced myself, stomach full of butterflies. "The first thing," He started off slowly, building up my anticipation. "You have to promise that you'll fall in love with me." Okay. That wasn't so bad, even though it did make my stomach turn. I was sure that could happen...in a few months to a year. I nodded, frowning, my face warm and red. He chuckled. It didn't seem that funny to me. This was very serious, and actually it was childish what he was asking. I could feel anger and frustration build up in my stomach. "And you have to promise to keep it-- the secret, I mean. Can you do that for me?"

"Is it really necissary to ask me to fall in love with you? I can't do that on command. I think it's actually pretty childish, Jacob." My words seemed to somewhat strike him in a tender place, and he frowned. I felt my stomach drop. His face, right now, was the saddest thing I'd ever seen. I opened my mouth, inhaling quickly before beginning. "All I'm saying, is that it will take a while. That is, if I stay with you. Jacob, you know there's no guarantees. I'm sorry to break this to you. I'm a fifteen year old girl, almost sixteen. I'm still young, and I still have my entire life to get married, have babies..." My voice trailed off. What if he was the one to make all this happen? What if Jacob Black really was the man that would carry my heart in his hands for all of eternity? My eyes locked on Jacob's serious face. "But maybe you will be mine forever."

"I am yours forever, I promise you." He still didn't smile, or touch me. He crossed his hands over his chest. I had really struck a nerve, apparently. "But you're mine however long you decide, I suppose." He sighed, leaning forward. "Katelyin, I promise you that I love you. I'm not lying to you, and I really know that I'll always have you on my mind, every second of every day." He pressed his forehead to mine, and I put both hands on the back of his neck. I lowered my eyes, thankful that my lashes hid them. "No matter what choice you make, I'll be yours forever. Hurt me all you want."

"I don't want to hurt you." My voice was quiet, almost a whisper. I couldn't beleive what he was saying! I didn't know what to make of this situation. Here, Jacob Black, admitting that he loved me. I was average, I was short, I was too skiny, I had no figure, I was plain jane. There was nothing spectacular about me, so I didn't see what force would draw him to me so strongly. "I promise to keep your secret, but I can't promise I'll fall in love with you." I pulled my head away from his, but latched my arms around his neck. "We'll see where keeping secrets takes us." Jacob sighed, and hummed. I listened to the vibration, as it seemed to fill my head. I wondered what secret would be so...secretive that he made me promise to fall in love with him. Why was it so bad? Had he killed someone? I felt the color drain from my face at that thought. What if I was another victim? I scolded myself mentally for such a thought. Jacob would never do anything like that. With how soft he was, I doubted he was even capable. I felt him shift, pulling my arms from around his neck, and we both sat up. I glanced at his face. His jaw was set, and he was gritting his teeth together, his eyebrows coming together as if angry. "Jacob?"

He sighed, lowering his head and resting his burning brow on my shoulder. I moved my head to the side, resting my face in his hair, breathing in. Again, he smelled really, really good. I felt him sigh on my skin and he turned his face and spoke, his lips tickling my skin.

"I'm not sure, Katey," He breathed, and I resisted the urge to giggle. This was supposed to be a serious moment, but he was tickling my neck with his breath. "I'm not sure what I'm getting you into. It's much more than it sounds like." He raised his head, his hands reaching for mine to grab and hold- more like swallow, with how much bigger he was than myself. I curled my hands into fists inside his grip, glad of their feverish warmth. This serious conversation was giving me goosebumps. "This is more than just the word 'love' being thrown around. This is more than just a crush, this is more than just me and you. I'm not sure how you'll take it." He sighed again, and lowered his face, his lashes sheilding his eyes. I leaned forward and took the opportunity to kiss his hair. I kept that position, sitting with my face on the top of his head. "I'm afraid of your reaction."

"Jacob." My voice sounded purposely optomistic. "Did you kill someone and bury the body in my back yard?" I smiled against his hair and he grumbled. "Sorry. Just trying to bring the mood up. You have to remember, I go a lot on other people's feelings, and you're getting me really down." Any more of this, and I would start to cry. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to plege to him, that I would be with him forever. To tell him I loved him. But I didn't. I couldn't promise I would, either. But that doesn't mean that I wouldn't try. "Look at me? Please?" He did, and tears started to well up. I wanted to try, just for him. I wasn't exactly sure what love was, especially at our current state. I wouldn't even say that we were dating, because that's an ugly word to me. I wanted to be his, and he swore he was mine forever. So, if anything bad happened, I knew it would be all my fault. I wasn't sure if I could ever live with breaking Jacob Black's heart. "I promise I'll try. To...you know, love you. I promise." Jacob sighed before I kissed him, and a little after, but his eyes were still two chocolatey orbs, ready to cry. "Oh, Jacob, please don't. Please, please don't cry." He tried to force a smile.

"I'm not going to cry." He put a hand behind my head, pressing our foreheads together again. "I just don't want you to go away. I'm afraid if I show you too early, then you'll want to leave." He sighed, and I felt his body start to tremble, and his brows forced themselves downard in an angry position. My body tingled with wonder. Was he angry? His hands shook as they held onto mine, a little too tight, actually. "I swear...I don't know what I would do. This can't happen to me again." His last sentence was a whisper. Again? I opened my mouth to ask what he meant, but decided against it. Instead, I put my lips to better use and kissed him. Kissed him as softly as I could, hoping his anger and sadness would dispel. He kissed back, more ferociously than had been intended, and my face flushed a crimson red. I could feel the heat all the way in my fingertips. My skin burned where his hot hands touched, even through my clothing, the small of my back was heated by his big hands, and my hair was bundled up in his fingers, drawing me impossibly close. I curled my hands into fists, resting my forearms in the tight space between our chests. His lips were hot and angry, and he separated our mouths so I could take a breath, but trailed kisses down to the nape of my neck. I would do whatever he wanted, as long as he wasn't sad-- with exceptions, of course. I had limits, always. I latched my arms around his neck, and spoke.

"Stay the night with me," I breathed. He'd nearly kissed the breath right from my lungs. He paused for only a minute to ask me if that was alright, if I would get in trouble. "Not as long as you leave before anyone wakes up." He hummed, the kisses gradually stopping before he looked at my face. "No funny business, and we're okay." I grinned. Jacob chuckled devilishly, and crouched over me, a leg on either side of me, one hand at the back of my head, the other on my upper back, pushing me against him. I shook my shoulders, attempting to shimmy my way out of his dirty grasp, but had no luck. His muscles held me too tight, and his lips fluidly moving over my skin was nearly too much. "Jacob, quit, I told you." I shook my shoulders harder and he let me lay on the bed. I curled my knees up. It was a worse idea, and it made the situation all the more what it seemed. I gave him a warning look, and he flashed a smile, forcing one out of me as well. He leaned down to kiss me a few times more on the mouth, and pulled away, his arms supporting himself, his hands on either side of my head.

"You really want me to stay?" His eyebrows and face shifted in a way that made him look like he wore a sad smile. I nodded, biting my lower lip. He smiled a smile that could make a blind man see, and I smiled back as wide as I could, a small laugh accompanying me. I could imagine his smile in the daytime, if we were alone, in the sun, just...being. I could picture his smile to being the sun. I could bask in it all day if I had to. Days and days more, even. Jacob took off his shirt, and I lay beside him. I didn't feel the need to throw a blanket over myself. He was already warm enough, if his arms stayed wrapped around me. He stayed in that position gladly. I pressed my lips gingerly to his muscular chest, speaking.

"Jacob?" It sounded more like a question than anything. He hummed, waiting for me to continue. "I dont' think it will be so hard to fall in love with you." I could practically hear his smile, and I smiled so hard it hurt my face. Still smiling, I continued. "I think I'm already on the road there." He gave me a light squeeze, humming, pressing his face into my hair.

"I love you, Katelyin." It was almost a whisper and I nodded. I hadn't even realized how deprived of sleep I was, until I welcomed it into my mind. I made a 'mmm' noise at his words, and closed my eyes, instantly on my way to dreamland. Before I fell asleep, I remembered hearing his rhythmic breathing, and the music that his heart made. Jacob Black was absolutely perfect.

- - - - - - - - -

When I woke, it was exactly how I wanted it to be. I could hear birds, and I could actually see the sun shining through my bedroom window. I smiled immediately, remembering the night before. I wished Jacob could stay for me to wake up, and kiss me good-morning, but my parents had most likely already been in to check on me. I glanced at the clock beside my bedstand, but ignored it when my eyes fell on a written note beside it.

Don't come over--
Call if you need to. I have your birthday present.

I love you, Katey.

Jacob.

I sighed, licking my lips as I glanced at the time. Just a little after ten am. Perfect time to wake up. Either Jacob had left the window open, or my parents had opened it to let in the unusual warmth of the day. I walked out into the hallway with a smile, turning into the bathroom to comb through my hair and brush my teeth, then went downstairs. On my way through the house, I remembered what I'd said to Jacob. I almost loved him. Almost, maybe. It was no guarantee. I wasn't even sure of what love felt like, but when it hit, I'm sure I would notice. Before walking any farther, I walked back into the kitchen and grabbed the cordless phone, dialing Jacob's number. I had it memorized, already. Billy picked up on the third ring.

"Billy? Hi, it's Katey. Is Jacob there?" I bit down on the skin of my thumb, my worst habit, and my leg started bouncing up and down. One leg, I had curled up to my chest, and the other bounced on the cold tile ground of the dining room. Billy didn't have time to speak before Jacob took over.

"Hello?" He already knew who it was, so I laughed. I smiled while biting still on the skin of my thumb, my leg still bouncing up and down.

"Hey. What time did you leave?" I looked over my shoulder to make sure my parents weren't in earshot. They were probably in the bedroom, sipping on coffee watching the morning news under the covers. Usual routine.

"Around six. Did you just wake up?"

"Yeah. So," I started, tweaking an eyebrow upwards. "A birthday present? Already?" I heard him 'mm-hm.'

"Did you forget that your birthday is the day after tomorrow? I'll probably bring it over later today. I just hope I don't get in trouble for it. I hope you like it."

"If it comes from you, I'm sure I will. Well, with exceptions of course." I giggled, now biting down on my already short fingernails.

"Hopefully this isn't one of those. When do you want me to bring it over?"

"I want to see you right now." I smiled, feeling nervous saying just that sentence. "Real bad." I whispered. I could imagine him cracking a perfect grin.

"Right now?"

"Right now."

"Then I'm on my way over. Want me to bring your present?"

"Yes."

"See you in a minute, then." He hung up. Oh, how I wished I could say I love you and mean it truthfully. I could only imagine how awkward he felt saying it to me, when I couldn't say it back. I clicked the end button and sighed, walking over to place the phone back on the base. My stomach tickled with butterflies, and my lips tingled with the want of Jacob's lips, too. Pursing my mouth tightly together, I walked into my parents' room. Of course, I was right about what they were doing. They both smiled at me, setting down their cups of coffee on the nightstands on either sides of their bed.

"Hey, honey." My dad smiled, scooting over to make room in between he and my mother so I could crawl up to sit with them. I looked down, sitting on a tower of pillows between them. My face was still flustered. I was excited for Jacob to come over. "How'd you sleep?"

"Great. Jacob's coming over for just a second to give me my birthday present." My dad's mood shifted when I said this and he grumbled. My mom smiled and patted my leg. She seemed to like Jacob, and was happy for us to be, uh, together.

"Good, honey. Do you know what it is?" I shook my head. "Hopefully it's something you like. How are you two?" I smiled. I couldn't let her know he said he loved me, but I could say that we were absolutely amazing. She didn't really seem to oppose Jacob and myself being with eachother. My father, however, was another story. I promised him I wouldn't do anything drastic that he would hate. Well. Anything more than what's already been done. I know for a fact that neither my mother or father would approve of him sneaking into my bedroom window at night. Still, I wondered how he could get up to the second story to reach my bedroom in the first place, but supposed it was of no matter.

"I'm not so sure I like this Jacob fellow," My dad commented before taking a swig of his coffee. Then, he continued. "I'd have to have a sit-down with him before I could be completely sure." My face flushed and I rolled my eyes, groaning.

"Dad, you're so embarassing when it comes to guys. Well, not that I've ever been with anyone before, but still. It would be really embarassing. Please, no." He nodded his head yes, even though I pleaded as hard as I could with him. My father never changed his mind, no matter what. It would probably be today that he had the 'heart-to-heart', as he called it. I called it stupid and embarassing. And what if Jacob told him that he loved me? No, he wouldn't dare. That would be going much too far over the limit. He was pushing it as it was, just being with me. I sighed. "Please, don't ask him dumb questions. Please."

"You know my limits, and I'm going to ask around them. Why he likes you, how he treats you, things like that. I want to be able to trust him with you." I slammed my face into my hands, just in time to hear a knock at the door. He was here faster than I expected. I threw myself off the bed and dashed for the door, smiling as I opened the door. He was still as breathtaking as he ever had been. My heart dropped when I spotted my present. In his arms, was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen. It was a puppy, very tiny, about the size of a small chihuahua. It's hair was silky, but short. It was white, all except for it's tail, it's ears, and over both of it's eyes. Those parts were brown. My jaw dropped, looking from Jacob to the little pup that he cradled in his arms.

"Oh, my God, Jacob, no..." He frowned. "No, no, not like that, just...Oh, my God. Oh, it's so cute." He offered the puppy to me, and I took it, cradling it against my chest. I leaned up on my tippy toes, smiling as Jacob took the opportunity for a minute-long kiss. I buried my face in his chest for a minute, before looking back to the sleeping pup. It was about 3/4 the size of my forearm, and that wasn't very big. "So, tell me, details." Jacob kissed me again.

"It's a girl, name her what you want. Um, she's a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, and uh, she won't get very big." He shrugged, looking down at the sleeping puppy. It's head lay in the nape of my neck. I smiled, biting my tongue. A dog like this, even the name sounded expensive. Oh, I would feel awful if Jacob ended up having to pay some enormous price, just to make me smile. Maybe it was a bribe.

"Jacob, how much did she cost?" I frowned, and he only smiled bigger, shaking his head.

"A friend of mine's dogs had puppies. They gave her to me for five bucks." He shrugged again. "What are you gonna name her?" He smiled down at me, kissing my cheek, then my lips again. I thought. Well, I somewhat missed home, so I had the perfect name in mind. I tugged on Jacob's hand with my free hand, and his big fingers laced through mine. I led him into the back bedroom where my parents still lounged in bed. He smiled at the both of them, and they both returned it with a 'hello Jacob'. As soon as my parents set eyes on the puppy, I heard a groan from my father, and a squeal from my mother. She put out her arms to see him. I woke the puppy up and sat it on the bed. I heard her whine and she tilted her head to look up at Jacob. "I'm not your mommy," He chuckled, pointing to me. "That's her job."

The puppy ambled over to my mother's open arms, and she asked me what I would name her.

"Dallas," I had concluded. She shook her head, and my father just stared at it. I stood up to face Jacob, and pulled him out of the bedroom, back into the living room. I smiled, and he leaned down so I could throw my arms around his neck. I smiled, and he kissed my hair. "Thank you, Jacob. I love her." Not, I love you. I felt badf or not saying it.

"Well, I love you. So it's the least I could have done." I felt a wave of guilt crash into my mind, but tried my hardest to ignore it. How could I dare not love someone back as amazing as Jacob Black? Because I was too young, and it was too soon, thats why. He squeezed me, and I could sense something. Ferocity, sadness...Something. I let him squeeze me, and I locked my arms tighter around his neck. I heard someone clearing their throat behind me and sighed, letting go. jacob continued to hold onto my waist, letting me stand on the flat of my feet. It was my father, holding Dallas out to me. I reached forward, grabbing the pup.

"So?" I tilted my head forward, smiling. Hopefully, my father wouldn't have me get rid of her. He sighed and nodded.

"You can keep her." I gave the puppy a kiss on her head, and she yawned.

"I have dog food, and her bed, and stuff all in the car. I'll bring it up to your room. Wait for me." He smiled. kissing my neck before walking out for a quick moment.

"Katelyin, it looks like we'll have to add onto the talk we had." I frowned when my father said that. Why? Why would it have to continue? Did we do something wrong? I sighed, heading through the kitchen back to the hallway, and up the stairs into my room. It wasn't long before I heard Jacob's heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. I smiled when he opened the door, a pink doggie bed and a big bag of dog food in both arms. He set the dog food by my computer desk, and lay out the bed next to where I was playing with Dallas.

"Thank you, Jacob." I smiled, thanking him again. He beamed and leaned his back on the bed, his arm over my shoulder. I kissed for the dog and she turned her head towards me. I offered my arms out, and she stumbled my way. "She's so pretty." I kissed the top of her head, then lay my head on Jacob's arm. He turned his face towards me, still smiling. "When do I get to know your secret?" I was still anxious. Just because he'd gotten me the cutest puppy I'd ever seen, doesn't mean that I had forgotten about our deal. He sighed.

"I had been thinking about that," He grumbled. "I think we should redo our deal. Make a new one, I mean." I frowned. "You'll still get to know, only...You don't have to fall in love with me." He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead to mine. "The only thing, I just want you to promise to keep it a secret. He opened his eyes, and I could feel his breath on my lips. I nodded. "You can do it?" I nodded again and he leaned foward to kiss me. There was sadness behind this kiss. I could tell he really didn't want me to know. But, he had to. I wanted to know. He broke the kiss, and I licked my lips. "I have to show you sooner or later." He rested his head at the crook of my neck, and I rested my cheek on the side of his head. The puppy lay down in my lap.

"Jacob," I moved my shoulder so he would sit his head up to look at me. "Lets go over to your house. Right now. Can we?" I brought my thumb to my mouth, biting down on the skin. Of course he wouldn't say no. I stood up, going downstairs to ask, and was given the OK, but only for a couple of hours. I locked the puppy in the bathroom with a bowl of food, water, and her bed.

- - - - - - - -

The trip to Jacob's was a quiet one. He didn't seem in the mood to talk. He kept the same look on his face, stern and cautious.

"Jacob," I caught his attention when he turned the car off, unbuckling and turning to face him. "If you don't want to, please don't tell me. You look so sad." He flashed a smile. I noticed that whenever he smiled, it was genuine. It was real. The way his eyes sparkled, dark, against his copper skin. I lay a hand on his arm, my peach quite a contrast from his russet color. I kissed the palm of his hand, and he used that to bring my face closer to his.

"I don't want to," he mumbled. "But I have to. I'll show you today- right now, if you want." My eyes opened wide to his to gulp in his looks. Every time I looked at him, my heart fluttered. He leaned forward to kiss me, his hands pulling my face close, tilting it at an easier angle to deepen it a slight bit. I went along with it. I could never deny Jacob a kiss. His lips were strong, but at the same time so soft. Sometimes, he wound his hands into my hair, not letting me back out of the kiss. Sometimes I wondered if he was too serious for me, about me. I leaned back once finished and nodded.

"Let's get it over with." He nodded and stepped out, as did I. But we didn't go into the house. We walked to the side, and I saw what was a garage, and a shiny black motorcycle parked inside. I swallowed and my stomach turned. "Uh. Are we taking that?" I pointed a finger at the bike and he laughed, nodding, taking three steps over to me. That's all it took, since he was so freakin' huge. He leaned down to kiss my forehead.

"I promise, you'll never be safer." He took my hand, laced our fingers together, and lead me into the garage. The bike started up on the first try, and he offered me a helmet. I shook my head, scrunching up my nose. Luckily, I had changed into pants before we left. The day was starting to cloud over and cool down. So much for a sunny day. I got on, wrapping my arms around Jacobs torso, and it was only seconds before I had to close my eyes. The wind stung, not to mention I was absolutely terrified. I closed my eyes, until we'd come to a stopping point. I got off first, my legs feeling like jello. I groaned, grabbing my stomach. "You sick?" Jacob quickly got off, stuffing the keys into his pockets. I shook my head.

"No, it was just scary." I pouted when he laughed at me, but he took my hand, and put another on my shoulder. "Mmm." I leaned into his chest, forcing him to wrap his big arms around me for warmth. It had already gotten colder, and I was wearing a tank top. "You're so warm." I buried my face in his chest for a moment, until I thought I wouldn't be able to breathe. Then, he pulled me along. I thought we were going to walk on the beach, but instead we took steps into the forest on the side of it. I noticed the same thing about this area that I had the day I went riding in that little forest by my home-- no birds, no animal sounds. I stopped, tugging on Jacob's hand. "Jacob, we can't come in here." I felt nervousness eat at my stomach. "Something's in here, I promise you." Jacob only frowned, and his eyes searched mine, but he said nothing, his grip tightening on my hand. I put one hand on his, trying to pry myself of his grip. Before I knew it, he'd scooped me up into his arms, holding me tightly to his chest. "Jacob, stop! Jacob, we can't go here! Stop it!" I tried to worm my way out, but Jacob stopped, not letting me down.

"I promise, Katey, nothing will happen." He kissed my shoulder. "I promise you, please." His eyes pleaded with mine. I was terrified, but locked my arms around his neck.

"Carry me, then." I smiled, and so did he-- only this time, I could see the sadness behind it. We kept walking. Silently. All I could hear was the sound of his breathing, his footsteps, and my own breathing. "Jacob?" He hummed. "Why do you love me?" It was an honest question. I'd asked him before, but still couldn't understand it. He set me down, keeping our hands locked, our fingers laced together. Without speaking, he leaned down and caught me by surprise. This kiss was more than I expected. I shivered when I felt his mouth pry mine open, and his tongue glided across my lower lip. I closed my eyes tight, kissing back, until it ended. Even after I had goosebumps.

"It's part of the secret, I told you." He sounded aggitated. I frowned.

"Sorry." He wrapped his arms around me, and I did the same, my hands resting on his back.

"Don't be. This is my burden to bear," He mumbled into my hair. Burden? What burden? He started pulling me again, and it was about five more minutes until we stopped. It was a clearing, but not as big, and not as clear. There were random trees here or there, and Jacob took a seat on the ground, pulling me into his lap. He kissed along my shoulder, even through my clothes, unil he'd reached my neck. "Whatever you do, don't scream." I panicked. That line never meant anything good. I attempted to jump out of Jacob's lap, but he pulled me right back down. I was afraid of him, now.

"Jacob, no, what are you doing?" He wrapped his arms tightly around my waist, and I heard snaps in the woods. Snaps, footsteps. My breath quickened, as did the pace of my heart, when I saw what was coming at us. Three wolves. They were huge. As big as a grizzly bear. I opened my mouth, but Jacob covered it with his hand, hushing me. I mumbled and squirmed against his grasp, my eyes wide. How could he do this to me? Feed me to these animals? He didn't love me. He wanted me dead. Was he in some cult or something? Did he worship these freakishly large wolves? I felt myself start to tear up, and Jacob stood up, a hand still over my mouth, and pulled me with him. One wolf, the biggest one, stepped forward and sat on his haunches.

"Katey, Katey," He tried to calm me. My breathing was fast, my chest rising and falling too quickly for it's own good. I was absolutely terrified. His fingers laced with mind, his hot hands sending shivers up my spine. Not to mention the fact that there were bear-sized wolves less than three feet from us. "Look. They're not doing anything. I'm not doing anything." I tried to pull away. He put his lips to my neck. "I'll let go of your mouth, if you promise me not to scream. Will you promise? Do you?" I nodded, whimpering. When he dropped his hand, it fell with the other one around my waist. He held me to where I was in front of him, and he pushed me closer to the wolf. I pushed against his chest, but he was too much stronger than myself. I held onto his hands so hard I could feel my short nails digging into his skin. I gasped with each breath. Jacob squeezed tighter, finally stopping when I was close enough to where I could touch the huge wolf. It's big yellow eyes just stared at me nonchalauntly. It yawned, baring it's big yellow teeth. I whined again, pushing myself downards, trying to worm my way away from Jacob.

"Please, please, Jacob, let me go, please," I cried. He whirled me around to face him and it startled me.

"Katelyin!" He snapped. I gasped at his ferocity. "Just listen to me, please." His voice softened and he sighed, closing his eyes for a minute. "This will sound really crazy, but will you listen to me?" I nodded, trying to turn my head to look at the three wolves at my back. Jacob put his hands on my face so I couldn't turn it. I was now focused soully on him. "No matter what, will you beleive me? Beleive me that I'm telilng you the truth no matter how crazy it sounds?" I hesitated, but nodded. He sighed again before continuing. "Those aren't just wolves. They're men." I quirked a brow. "They're my friends. They don't always look like that. You get what I'm saying?" My eyes darted to my right, again attempting to look back at the wolf. But Jacob's strong hands held my face fast. My eyes went wide. I wanted to crack a grin, if I wasn't so scared. I wanted to giggle at how silly the idea was, but I didn't want to upset Jacob.

"Werewolves," I whispered. He nodded. "You?" I mouthed. He nodded. I pursed my lips tightly together. I promised to beleive him, and I did. I wanted proof. I wanted to see it happen. Now, he let me turn around. One wolf grunted and nodded. I wanted to faint. Jacob tried to drop his hands from around me, but I grabbed his arms and forced them around my shoulders. No matter what, this was still unnatural, and I supposed I was in shock. I could feel Jacob kiss my neck and I shivered. "Let me see them," I demanded. I wanted to be able to beleive this. Jacob chuckled.

"Well, if they have clothes, sure." Jacob looked up at the big grey one and then continued to kiss my neck. "How about this? I'll introduce you to them tomorrow. We'll go down to the beach if the weather is good, have a little celebration or something." I didn't get a chance to say anything before all three of the wolves up and left the way they had come, disappearing into the thicket. I fell to my butt, surprised. Could this honestly be true? Jacob sat in front of me and I crawled into his lap. Werewolves. Real live werewolves. But they didn't look at all what I thought they would look like. Why didn't they stand on two legs? Why didn't they eat me? My muscles tried to relax as I leaned into Jacob's body and he wrapped his arms around me.

"Too much excitement," I groaned. Jacob laughed, the sound booming in the quiet of the area. I sighed. "You scared me, you know. I thought you were in some kind of occult, and were offering me to those wolves." Jacob laughed louder and longer, grabbing my face.

"Oh, I'm not finished." He kissed me. "I still haven't told you why I love you so much. Willing to listen?" I nodded, nudging my face farther into his hands. He smiled. "Okay, I'll just tell you the simple version. I don't care for explaining all the worthless detail." He closed his eyes, breathing in, before continuing. Opening them, he started. "You just found out what I am. I have animalistic instincts that come along with it, right?" I nodded. "There's something called imprinting. The moment I could smell you in that forest-"

"That was you?!" My voice raised and my eyebrows knit together. He put two fingers to my lips. "You almost killed me!" I spoke despite his attempt to make me be quiet. He nodded, letting me rant. "What would you have done if Tank rolled over on me, or something worse happened? What if I would have died?" He stopped me there with a kiss and I grunted when it was over, displeased.

"I know, I know. I just got excited. I knew you were mine the moment I caught your scent." He buried his face in the flat of my chest, kissing my throat. "Then, when I hurt you, that was the worst feeling ever. I was so glad you woke up. Anyway, back on the subject." He eyed me, waiting to see if I had anything else to say. I didn't. "Imprinting is like love at first sight. Only...it's more definite. It's unbreakable. I'ts unpenetrable, there's now ay for it to be stopped." He kissed my throat more and I frowned. So, I'm just a reaction to animal instinct? That slightly upset me. But he wasn't finished. "Only, it has human qualities." He looked at me in the face, sure our eyes were locked.

"So you're in love with me? For real? You mean it?" Jacob nodded, tightening his grip around my waist, pressing me harder into his chest. I smiled. Now there was a new way of looking at it. This was absolute. This would never end.

"And let me tell you this, just so we set things straight. There's no way that I'd ever let anything happen to you. I'll be at your side no matter what you choose. I'll love you forever, and do anything for you." He kissed my chin. "Anything you wanted, ever." Then he chuckled. "I don't know if I can stress this enough, that I love you. That you have my heart, and it will never belong to anyone else." I breathed out. Those words were beautifully suffocating. I wanted to hear them more. It clicked in my head that Jacob absolutely adored me, and for no reason. It was random, there was no way to predict who he would fall in love- imprint. No way to know ahead of time. Who knew that he would fall in love with a bipolar sixteen year-old from Texas? There was absolutely no way of knowing. This was absolute and unbreakable, just like he said. All of this made my heart flutter.

"Jacob," I mumbled, bringing our faces closer. "I think I almost love you." I could feel him smile when I kissed him. I smiled, too. I broke it quickly after it began, and looked at him. My jacob. Mine, and nobody elses. I was his only one, and he was mine. "I think. I don't know how to put a label on this."

"Tell me," He urged, letting me lay my head on his chest. His hands found their way to my back, and one mingled in my hair.

"No," I smiled. "It's a secret for now." He groaned and I giggled. "But you're only mine."

"Nobody elses," He mumbled, kissing my hair.

Today was an odd day. I'd seen three werewolves, and happened to be currently kissing one more. But, I think, the most shocking for me was...I was falling totally in love, and way too fast, for Jacob Black.