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Chapter Fourteen

Paul's POV

I couldn't control my body's jerking as I walked into Sam's house. It had been three days since I'd seen Bella, the longest we'd been apart since we met. My wolf was anxious to see her, but our schedules and duties had kept us apart. Even hearing her voice over the phone wasn't enough to calm my wolf. I knew I was only a few hours from completely losing my shit on everyone between me and my girl.

"Sam!" I shouted, storming into the house.

My Alpha immediately appeared around the corner from the kitchen, eyes wide as he looked me up and down.

"Sam, what's-" Emily started, trying to leave the kitchen.

"Stay back!" Sam barked, gently pushing her back.

"Sam!" Emily cried out in annoyance, but Sam ignored her as he slowly made his way towards me.

"Paul, calm down," Sam soothed.

"Need… her," I growled, my arms trembling violently.

"I understand. We'll call her, okay. Just calm down," Sam said slowly.

I couldn't stop snarling, but I managed to nod in agreement. Not taking his eyes off me, he turned slightly to talk to Emily in the kitchen.

"Em, call Bella. Ask her to come down here," Sam called.

"I just hung up with her. She's on her way," Emily told him, poking her head out.

"You hear that, Paul? She's on her way. She'll be here soon," Sam murmured.

I was able to stop growling, but my breathing remained irregular as I began pacing the small living room. I clenched my fingers, trying to calm the tremors, but unable to do so as my wolf continued to fight me for control.

"Did something happen, Paul?" Sam asked.

My head snapped around to stare at him, baring my teeth in a show of aggression. Sam snarled back, reminding me of my place, but I was too far gone to really care. All I cared about was seeing my Swan as soon as possible.

"If you can't control yourself, Paul, you need to go outside. I won't have you destroying Emily's things," Sam insisted as gently yet firmly as possible.

With one last snarl at my Alpha, I spun around and stormed out of the house before I ended up breaking something. I hated that I had so little control over myself, hated that Bella had to come down to help keep me calm. Damn it, I should've been able to last three fucking days without seeing her.

"SHIT!" I roared, throwing a punch at the closest tree, not nearly satisfied with the resounding crack.

I ignored the throbbing in my hand, knowing it would heal in a matter of minutes.

"Oh my God! Are you alright?"

I turned at the rough feminine voice, in no mood to put up with some woman's hysterics.

"I'm fine," I spat in her direction, glaring at the Quileute woman who frowned at my hand in concern.

"You should probably have a doctor look at that," she said, coming to stop a few feet away.

"It's fine," I repeated, willing her away.

"Are you sure? I mean, my Jeep is parked just over there. I could give you a ride," the woman offered, indicating over her shoulder when she mentioned her car.

"No. Now, leave," I growled, taking a menacing step towards her.

"Well, fuck you, buddy. I was just trying to help," the woman frowned, meeting my gaze.

The world tilted drastically, nearly sending me off balance as everything shifted before tying to the woman in front of me. My wolf howled inside me and as I realized what had just occurred, I was tempted to join him.

I had just imprinted on Rachel-fucking-Black.

As the realization sank in, watching her walk away, I felt a shift in the air followed by a desolate howl and knew.

Another wolf had phased.

Sam's POV

The howled pierced through the house as I felt the desperation and fear suddenly clouding my system. Groaning at what else could possibly go wrong, I hurried towards the door.

"We've got another wolf! I'll be back as soon as I can!" I called, racing out the door and towards the woods.

I stopped short when I saw Rachel Black walking away from a stunned looking Paul. Grabbing him by the scruff of his neck, I pulled him into the forest with me.

"We have another wolf. We need to see who it is. You can come back for Bella after," I told him, already shucking my shorts.

Paul phased instantly, not even bothering to remove his clothing or his shoes. His thoughts, coupled with Jacob Black's, suddenly bombarded my mind.

Nonononononono! No! I couldn't… No… Swan… No… Why?

What's happening? Why am I… Who are you? What are you doing in my head?

Imprint…. Fucking imprint… why?... Oh, God… My Swan… Mine…

Quiet! I roared, silencing both of their thoughts as I felt Jared phase.

What's going on? Jared asked.

It seems Jacob has phased and Paul has… imprinted? I informed Jared.

What? Holy… Does she know? Jared asked as he, Paul, and I made our way towards Jacob.

I believe it just happened, I answered.

Shit. This is going to kill her, Jared whined sympathetically.

We'll worry about that later. Right now, we need to focus on Jacob, I insisted as we came upon a russet colored wolf, shivering in the foliage behind the Black's garage.

For the next hour, Jared and I worked with Jacob until he was able to phase back to human form, explaining all there was to know about being a werewolf. Paul watched dejectedly, his thoughts remaining silent from my order as Alpha. He did what he was told, but nothing more. I knew the respite I was granting him would not help matter when I finally allowed his thoughts to run freely, but I didn't want to put Jared and Jacob through the agony that would accompany the realization of what had happened.

Once Jacob had phased back to human, Jared phased as well, accompanying him into the house.

"We'll be inside if you need us," Jared called over his shoulder.

I chuffed in acknowledgement before turning back to my packmate.

Alright, Paul. What happened? I asked wearily.

Emily's POV

"Did Sam say when they would be back?" Bella asked as she kneaded dough on the counter.

"No, just that another wolf had phased," I told her for the eleventh time.

I knew she was worried, as was I, but there was nothing we could do except wait for Sam and Paul to return and explain. I knew Sam would be devastated at the news of yet another wolf phasing and I had to be prepared for any way that devastation might present itself. The best way I knew to deal with the nerves that came from being mated to a werewolf was to cook. It helped keep me calm and helped the pack when they finally returned.

The sun was starting to set and I was getting more and more worried as the sky slowly darkened, wondering what was keeping Sam so long.

As soon as the thought entered my mind, he walked through the back door, looking completely exhausted.

"Thank God, you're alright. Sit down," I cosseted, hurrying to help him into a chair.

"It was Jacob Black," Sam sighed heavily, rubbing a hand over his face.

"Jake? He phased?" Bella asked, wiping off her dough covered hands as she came to stand before Sam.

Sam nodded, hanging his head tiredly as his arm wrapped around my waist.

"What about Paul? Where is he?" Bella asked, looking out the back door as if expecting him to appear.

"He stayed with Jacob to run patrols and teach him the ropes," Sam answered hesitantly.

"But Paul hates Jake," Bella frowned.

"Jacob is pack now. Paul's just looking out for him," Sam shrugged noncommittally.

I shared a look with Bella, both of us showing our confusion. Even though Jacob was now pack, I knew Paul would never voluntarily stay away from Bella to teach the new wolf the ropes. A sensation at the base of my neck and the tightening of my stomach gave me the feeling that something had gone horribly wrong during the course of the day.

"When will he be back?" Bella asked softly, trying to hide her hurt and confusion.

"Probably not till morning. I'm sorry to have you come all the way down here to see him, but we weren't expecting this," Sam apologized ardently.

"It's alright. Would you have him call me when he gets in? I'd at least like to hear from him," Bella smiled, though it lacked any warmth.

"Sure," Sam nodded weakly.

"Thanks. I'll, um, I'll see you guys later," Bella stuttered before leaving.

I waited until the sound of her old pick-up roared away before I turned to my mate.

"What happened? Other than Jake phasing?" I asked, moving to sit beside him.

He pulled me into his lap before I could take my seat, burrowing his face into my neck as he shook.

"Paul imprinted," Sam choked.

"No!" I gasped, hand flying to my chest as my eyes closed painfully.

"Yes. On Rachel Black. She stopped when she saw him punching a tree in our yard. Their eyes met and…" Sam trailed off.

"This is going to kill her," I breathed, tears prickling my eyes.

Sam said nothing, just held me tighter.

"What are we going to do?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him.

"I don't know."

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