Chapter 17 – Their Back…
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months. Before long Nyla was already six months along and looked as if she was smuggling a basketball under her clothing. Her monthly check ups had been going along smoothly and Paul had not missed one. He refused to miss anything; he didn't care if he had to miss patrol at this point his wife and baby came first.
They had both decided to NOT learnt he sex of the baby because they didn't care as long as the baby was healthy they would be happy. That decision had annoyed the imprints because they of course wanted to know. Paul and Nyla we're firm in their decision much to the chagrin of the imprints.
They had been lazing it up one night at home and had finished dinner and Paul cleaned the kitchen; he wasn't about to let Nyla do it. He said 'life was too precious and fragile right now to fuck it up'. Nyla laughed at his poetic words as she walked into the living room and saddled herself up on the couch. The baby had been quite active as of late, some nights keeping her up with no sleep, especially when Paul was on patrol.
Nyla had taken to sleeping with a heating pad set to the lowest setting, letting it rest over her stomach, the baby would settle down and she could sleep.
Paul walked into the living room as he plopped down next to Nyla on the couch, he saw her wince and make a face, Paul reached over and placed his hand on her protruding tummy. "What's wrong? Is little man active tonight?" Paul had taken to calling the baby little man, clearly hoping for a boy.
"He just doesn't want to sit still tonight for anything. He's calm for about 3 minutes and then starts moving again. I feel like a jungle gym. I think he's swinging around on my ribs." Nyla winced again. "Do you think he thinks something is wrong?"
Paul was about to answer when a lone howl outside the house cut through their conversation. Paul's eyes flashed to Nyla's as he gave her a knowing look. "Well that was Embry, I'm sure I'm about to find out. I'll be right back. Don't leave this room." He watched as Nyla nodded in understanding as he went outside and phased.
'What is going on Embry?'
'Jason Merker and his fuckin idiot friends are back on our land again; I tried to chase after them but they covered their scent again. Jake went to get the Cullen's. Sam is on his way over to get Nyla and take her back to his place with Emily and the rest of the imprints. I don't care if we do anything else tonight. I want to kill these little fuckheads.' Embry snarled.
'Embry what happened? What's got your tail in a knot?' Paul could tell by the tone of his snarl someone had seriously pissed him off.
Embry growled low. 'Leah is at home alone eight months pregnant and they went over and were scratching on the walls and doors and breaking the windows, but wouldn't go inside. They terrified her and nearly scared her to death. She can't phase while she's pregnant Paul the baby could seriously be hurt or even worse.'
Now Paul was REALLY pissed off. First those fuckers screwed with Nyla and Kim a few months back and now they were fucking with a pack member. Paul didn't care if she wasn't exactly part of the pack any more per say. But she was Embry's wife and the mother of his children. It takes a really big guy to screw with an either month pregnant woman. Those assholes were DEAD!
Paul rephrased as he pulled his shorts on and jogged back to the house, naturally Nyla was leaning in the doorway of the front door. Paul gave her disapproving look. "Didn't I tell you to stay in the living room?" Having ushered her back into the house.
"Yes, but I know you could smell me even if you was sitting in the front yard blabbing to Embry. You would've known had something gone wrong." She continued to follow him down to their bedroom as she rubbed her belly. "What's wrong? What's going on?"
Paul frowned. "Jason's back on our land with his friends. They were just over at Leah and Embry's, Embry was on patrol and they were fuckin with Leah. He's pissed off and spitting nails. Embry has never been pissed off since the first day we all started phasing. Sam's on his way over to get you and take you back to his place with Em and the others." Paul heard Nyla gasp. "Don't worry she's okay. We're going to get those assholes tonight if it kills every last one of us. I swear. You won't ever have to be afraid of him again." Paul leaned down and kissed her lips soundly. "Get some things together. Sam should be here in a few."
Nyla nodded as she watched Paul grab a bag for her and she loaded a few things in it as he zipped it up, he pulled her in his arms and kissed the top of her head a few times just trying to calm her down. The baby moved and bumped against his torso. His hands went to her belly as he rubbed and tried to soothe her best he could. Paul knelt down in front of her as he lifted her shirt and softly kissed her belly. "It's okay little man. Mom is only going to be scared for a little while longer. Hold on for a while; I'll make everything better little man I promise. I'll keep you both safe yet."
Nyla smiled down at Paul. "That was sweet. Though I don't think it helped. He's doing summer salts."
Paul stood from his position on the floor. "Make sure you take the heating pad with you. I'm not sure how long were going to be out hunting and I want you to try and get some rest; though I know how stubborn your body has been lately since you hit six months and sleep is probably going to be the last thing on your mind until you see me again. But promise you'll at least try."
Nyla nodded as she pushed up and connected her lips to his. "I promise."
No sooner had those words left her mouth a horn beeped outside their house. Paul pulled her back to him for another kiss, this was definitely had a little more heat behind it. Paul grabbed her bag and walked her out to Sam's truck where Leah was already sitting.
Paul was pulled to a stop when Nyla stopped walking. "What is it?"
"It's your turn to promise me something."
Paul nodded. "Anything, just name it."
"Don't be a hero. Don't try taking on Jason Merker by yourself because you think you have to prove something to yourself. I want you alive, unharmed and nobody parts missing…At least nothing missing I might want to use in the near future. Whether you kill him or someone else in the pack does; I don't care who, as long as you come back to me in one piece. And as long as the others come back in one piece." Nyla could already feel the tears pricking the back of her eyes.
Paul knew she was right. He could feel his inner wolf begging to be released. He wanted to rip that filthy leech limb from fuckin limb, and then he wants to set his bloodsucking ass on fire and maybe just maybe to show a little mercy, piss on his ashes to put them out and throw them out in the ocean. He could only hope after all that the ashes get sucked down to hell where his soul will burn at a million degrees forever.
Paul nodded. "I promise to come back in one piece. But anything else I can't promise right now and please don't make me. I love you and I love our baby, but there is no one Jason Merker is making it off our land as a vampire ever again. Jared, Embry and I have the most beef with him. I can tell you right now it's going to be one of us. I would prefer to do it alone, but if they help me; then so be it."
Paul's honesty was a big part of what she loved about him. There were no mincing words; he was always straight to the point. If he promised something then he would deliver.
Nyla smiled softly as a few silent tears slid down her cheeks. Paul's hand came up as he brushed them away with his thumb. "At least you're being honest with me. Just don't make me worry too much about you."
"Well that I can't promise. I can only promise to love you until the day I die. Everything else is up in the air."
"I love you too. Please be careful."
Paul nodded as he leaned down and kissed her soundly once more as he opened the door, helped Leah out and helped Nyla in and then helped Leah back in. Paul watched as the truck disappeared down the road.
His onyx eyes looked towards the tree line as he growled viciously and phased shredding his clothing before letting his fur covered paws take him into the trees lightening fast.