Warning mature content later in the chapter, in italics.

"Dear child, it's time we tell you the truth," a voice said.
I spun around, looking for a figure, but all I could see were white walls.
"Who are you?" I asked.
"There is no time for that, we have but moments, now listen, to use your full potential, you must sing," the voice said softly, "Singing unlocks your powers."
"Really?" I asked.
"Yes, no human nor supernatural can be immune to your siren's crooning," it replied.
"But why tell me now?"
"There is great danger approaching you it-"
The next thing I know, I was hearing Paul's voice.
"That was out of line Paul!" Sam butted in.
"I know, but I was so upset I couldn't control it," Paul said, "I'm sorry Seth."
Seth? Oh no, what had Paul done? I jolted up and ran downstairs.
"Paul, what did you - Oh my god, Seth!" I cried.
Paul turned and his face fell.
"Nai, I'm sorry," he said.
I walked briskly past him and grabbed Seth's face. I looked at this kid like a brother and now my boyfriend-whatever he is- had hurt him.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"He'll be fine, it'll heal up in a few," Embry said.
"Yeah, we're super fast healers," Quil assured me.
I let go of Seth's face and rounded on Paul.
"Paul Lahote, I swear if you ever do anything like this again you can expect my size 10 foot up your ass!" I snapped.
He almost glared at me but shot his eyes down.
"Whatever," he growled, pushing past me.
I stumbled slightly and was caught by Jacob.
"Did you see that?" Jacob snarled.
He started after Paul but I stopped him with a hand on the arm.
"He needs to blow off steam, leave him be, please."
Jacob said nothing but sat back down.
"Jeez, talk about whipped," Embry mumbled.
Jacob sicked a wicked glare on Embry who just laughed.
"Don't you remember? She has the power to convince people," Quil said.
"Ih yeah, why don't you convince me to do something?" Embry asked.
I hesitated but remembered what the voice said in my dream. Now was as good a time as any to test it.
"Get me a glass of water," I said in a sing-song voice.
Almost instantly he was on his feet heading for the sink.
"Wait, why did I do that?" he asked.
Sam looked at me in wonder, as did the rest of the pack.
"Because I asked you to," I replied, "Don't you remember?"
He shook his head.
"I guess my convincing has become subliminal messaging," I murmured, "He thought he did it of his own will."
"But you sang this time, why?" Jacob asked, looking confused.
I hesitated but told them all about the dream. By the time I finished, Paul stalked back in.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, "Are you okay?"
"Fine, thanks," I replied, "Are you feeling better?"
He nodded curtly and came over.
"I came in on the end of the conversation, what happened?"
I explained the situation and the dream over again and he looked at me in surprise.
"That's wonderful!"
"I thought so too, maybe if Nicholas comes back, I can-"
"No!" Jacob and Paul shouted.
I jumped in surprise but nodded.
"Fine, but what good is a power if I can't use it?"
"Maybe when you hone it better and you're not pregnant, but now you're too vulnerable," Paul said.
I sighed but nodded.
"I understand that."
Instinctively I reached down and rubbed my belly. No way would I put this precious being in harm's way. He gave me a small smile and came forward, rubbing my belly in suit.
"We have to get you a doctor's appointment soon," he said.
"I know, I've been thinking about that, I'd like to call them today," I said.
"Sounds good," Paul replied.
As his hands rubbed my stomach I began to feel sleepy.
"Go lie down," Jacob said suddenly.
Paul looked down at me and I must have shown my fatigue as he pushed me towards the door.
"Come on, I'll take you home," he murmured.
I looked back to wave at everyone and the sad look on Jacob's face almost made me stop, my heart aching to make the look go away. But on I went, knowing there was nothing I could do.

Warm hands groped my breasts, squeezing and massaging to the point I was arching my back in pleasure.
"You're stunning," Paul murmured before covering my nipple with his mouth.
I gasped and let my body respond how it wanted. Before I realized it, my hands were held above my head and he was positioning himself at my entrance. I playfully struggled against his grasp but to no avail. He was ten times stronger than I could ever be. Gently he pushed inside of me, gong slowly until he filled me to the hilt. I wriggled uncomfortably as he sat there.
"I don't' want to hurt you," he said, "Or the baby."
"Paul, you won't," I assured him, "The baby is safe in my abdomen."
He gave me an uneasy look but nodded. His thrusts started out gentle and slowly they became rougher.
"Oh Paul," I moaned.
One perk to living at his house was that we could be as loud as we wanted. He shifted slightly and instantly hit my sweet spot.
"Ah! Again!" I begged.
He smirked and leaned down, kissing me softly as he found my g-spot over and over. I tightened up and wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper. It felt like heaven as he drove harder into me, shaking the head board loudly against the wall. He pulled away and I pouted.
"On your knees," he ordered.
I gave him a playful smirk as I rolled over, positioning my bottom in the air. I couldn't help a squeal as he slapped my rear hard.
"Ah how I've wanted to do that," he said.
I giggled and swayed my rear provocatively. He stopped me with his hands and shoved in roughly. My head fell forward as I focused on the feel of him moving inside me, my end building fast. He kept finding that one spot so perfectly I couldn't stop a string of moans releasing from my mouth. I tried to call his name as it hit me, but all that came out was a weak cry of pleasure. I shivered and pushed back against him, wanting to help him along.
"Want me to come that bad?" he asked.
I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
"Yes, I love feeling you come," I said pleadingly.
He grabbed my hips in a hard grip and his speed increased. Almost instantly I felt myself near another orgasm. What was this guy doing to me? Multiple orgasms?! I let out a whimper as he shoved a little too deep and he stopped.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just went deeper than expected," I murmured, "Keep going."
"Are you sure?"
He pulled away and I groaned.
"Damn it Paul," I snapped.
He gave me a worried look and I shoved him down on the bed, climbing on top of him. He looked startled so I started out slow. I shifted my hips back and forth and instantly felt my orgasm returning. I shut my eyes and tipped my head back as I went by feel. I rested my hand on his chest gently to balance myself and he placed his hand over mine, rubbing gently. I quickened my speed and to my surprise I felt his hand reaching down. He rubbed my clit gently, making circles around it just enough that my body could register it and my orgasm came crashing down on me. I felt it wash over me and I fell forward, barely catching myself. Right then, I felt him twitch and pulse, his fluids pouring out into me.
"Paul," I murmured.
He gave me a soft smile and pulled me into a kiss.
"Never done that before," he muttered.
I rose and gave him a questioning look.
"Did what?"
"Girl on top," he replied.
I stopped in the middle of getting dressed and gave him a confused look.
"Really, then why'd you let me?"
"You're special," he said teasingly.
I grinned and finished dressing, before going over and planting a sweet kiss on his lips.
"You're too good to me," I whispered.
"Not good enough," he replied, walking to the kitchen.