(Ella POV)
I stared at the back of Jacob's head, watching as he took deep breathes, trying to steady himself. I took a measured step toward him, reaching out to put my hand on his shoulder. He spun quickly to face me, startling me, and I pulled my hand back. "I-I'm s-s-sorry!" I laughed at how nervous he sounded. "Relax, take a deep breath." I instructed him calmly. He did as he was told and started again. "so, your already aware of the legends?" I took a seat on the small safa that the living room provided. Jacob hesitated, obviously debating on weather or not my calm exterior would crack and the anger my brother wore on hs sleeve would slip through. "I already know the legends." I confirmed. I took a deep breath before I continued, studying him with a wary gaze. ""My father use to tell me when I was younger. I always believed hi and as a young girl imprinting was my dream. Finding my soul mate, my perfect match, my other half, it seemed like a fairytale, a myth even, but I still hoped. Just now, when you were staring at me like I was the light of the earth, I knew what had happened.
Paul got defensive, not an unusual trait for him, and I knew that I wasn't imagining things." I smiled, looking down at my hands. "Lovella I-" "Ella," I cut him off. "Just Ella if you don't mind." He smiled briefly at my request. "Ella," he continued. "I am…. Confused." He admitted, a blush rising under his russet skin. "I honestly don't know what to do. Your not freaking out, which would be natural. I have no experience dealing with people taking everything so calm." I could see the lie hidden in his eyes, but decided not to push the issue. He would tell me when he was ready. "How about, since I already know whats going on," I took his large, warm hand in my small one. "We go into the kitchen and talk my brother into being okay with it?" He sighed thoughtfully. "I suppose it has to be done sooner or later." I only nodded, pushing myself off the couch without letting go of his hand. While trying to think of what to say to my brother, something Jacob had said earlier made me stop short. "Jake?" I asked pulling on his arm for him to stop as well.
"yeah?" He asked cautiously, more than likely still waiting for me to run in fear. "What did you mean earlier when you said "paybacks a bitch" to Paul?" He laughed lightly at my question. "Oh… uh.. Paul imprinted on Rachel," He paused, waiting for me to aknowledge a key point. When I didn't show understanding he continued. "Rachel is my sister." That's when everything clicked. "Wow." was all I could manage to say.