Alixandra

(defender of people. Greek)

Quileute, young, powerful

Daughter of Jacob Black

Who feels beautiful, powerful, and caring

Rae

Who fears her mother's sadness, strange food in the cafeteria, and the problems imprinting might cause

Who would like to talk to Quil, protect La Push from danger, and prove that girl werewolves can kick much ass

Resident of La Push, the Quileute Native American reservation in Hoquiam, Washington

Black

"So, I've decided to come and say hi again."

The hackles on Quil's neck stood straight up and he turned around with a menacing growl on his lips.

"Oh, calm down. It's not like I'm going to hurt you." Yet... Alix added quietly in her mind.

The huge yet graceful werewolf purred at her, realizing that it was his only imprint, Alix Black.

Alix smirked at him, eyes sparkling, casually twisting a strand of hair around her thumb.

"You're sweet, Fluffy Bear."

Quil stared at her with serious and loving eyes. Alix nodded slightly and Quil took off for the woods behind him. She'd wait patiently for him to change and return to her.

Let's see...what should I say first?

"ALIX!" Quil shouted happily and breathlessly as he shot out from the wood, clad in only torn, black jeans. He ran towards her, close enough to wrap his large, muscular arms around and sweep her up with joy.

She sidestepped his attack easily.

FWOOM! He passed her with an expression of confusion and surprise, just as she expected.

He gritted his teeth and skidded to an immediate stop.

"What the--?"

"You're not touching me until I get some answers. And, maybe not even then." Alix responded evenly, feeling his eyes piercing the back of her head.

Quil frowned, his big bushy brows almost touching. He didn't understand what Alix was up to. What had he done wrong?

"Al..."

Alix shook her head. "Shut it, you. I ask the damn questions here."

An uncontrollable growl began in Quil's chest and rose up and out of his throat. Was she trying to piss him off? Although, he quite liked this dominating, slightly angry Alix.

Alix turned around on her black boot clad heel and gave him a vicious glare.

"Don't you dare growl at me, Quil Ateara! I will SO beat you into a bloody pulp...you know I will." Alix threatened, her hands shaking slightly.

Quil's eyes widened and immediately his growling stopped. Alix was serious, he sensed. He didn't want to make her any angrier but he couldn't, for the life of him, figure out what this was about.

And he could tell that if he didn't figure this out soon, the consequences wouldn't be nice.

"OK, I'm sorry baby. Truly I am. Why don't we...calm down and talk this out, huh buttercup?" Quil walked slowly towards Alix, making his voice smooth and innocent.

Alix narrowed her eyes at him, even though inside she was melting like butter. Quil looked into her eyes and could tell that her stony exterior was not all that it seemed to be.

He tried to hold back a smirk.

Alix smiled at him suddenly and in a single blink of the eye, she was gone.

Quil frowned, turning his head this way and that, searching for her.

So she wanted to play games, did she? Well, here I come...

Quil laughed out loud as he raced through the woods, chasing after his imprint on the pure sense of smell alone. Ah...she smelled wonderful to him, he couldn't get enough.

Her scent is amazing....a lil bit of strawberries...mmhm, sunlight beams, if that's even possible....the warm sand on First Beach....just basically all things great and pure in life.

Quil's heart swelled twice as big with the sound of her delighted laughter. Alix was close by and just up ahead.

"Run as fast as you can! You won't EVER catch me!" Alix called behind her, eyes sparkling with joy and mischief.

"I'll always catch you, Allie girl." Quil mumbled to himself.

But Alix heard. If it was possible, she began to fall for him just a little bit more. He was hers and she his. Soul mates...imprints...for life.

Alix scowled at herself. Oh no, she was becoming a sap! Something she loathed...ah well. Love did crazy things...

"Gotcha." Warm, no, hot arms gently wrapped around her small waist, effectively stopping her from running anywhere.

Alix tensed. He had gotten her while she had been distracted! No fair!

"Lucky shot." She threw out, wriggling in Quil's strong grasp.

His bright smile turned into a frown. He lowered his lips to her neck and nuzzled her happily.

Alix froze. She closed her eyes.

Just stop thinking. Stop thinking. Stop....

"Quil..." Alix murmured, her eyes still tightly closed.

Quil grinned widely against her soft skin and began to kiss her neck...lower....down to her collarbone...

Alix's breathing had deepened. Quil could feel her heart throb faster. He liked the effect he had on her. A lot. He just might use this to his advantage.

"Now...." He whispered, his lips drifting up to nibble at her ear.

Alix's breath caught. She was sure her ears were the deepest shade of pink right about now.

"Yes?"

"What was it..." A kiss on her temple. "...that you were...." His nose in her hair. "...ever so angry about?"

Quil'shands drifted and released her waist only to rest at her hands, fingers intertwining with hers.

Alix bit her lip. Quil's eyes immediately went there and he had to fight to hide a moan. Alix....

"I was...angry that you...felt the need to....go and blast to everyone about our...relationship." Alix finally got out in between numerous gasps.

Quil shook his head slowly. "Oh buttercup, I was just so happy. I still am. Is it so wrong for me to share that with everyone?"

Alix's resolve was just about gone. "Well, no..."

"Besides," Quil soothed her. "They would have found out anyway. Why not sooner than later?"

Alix's hands clenched into fists, effectively making Quil wince and quickly withdraw his hands from hers.

Her eyes blazed fire and her body shuddered, waves of anger almost overtaking her.

"Alix love, calm down." Quil pleaded with her.

Alix turned and faced Quil. Her eyes had gone soft again, though her body was still shaking.

"Love?" Alix echoed, questioning.

Quil nodded and spoke with earnest, trying to calm his love down.

"Yes Alixandra Rae Black. I--I love you, always have. This imprint has just made it stronger and more true. You were always the one for me. I'm not lying, Allie. I'm all yours."

Alix blinked fiercely as her eyes began to sting. No! Not here, of all places. I can't be this weak. I will NOT cry. No matter how sweet...

"Oh Quil." Alix bowed her head, hair covering her face, as her body stopped shaking and blurring in form.

A single tear streaked down her cheek.

"I love you too."

Quil quickly gathered Alix up in his arms and attacked her face with kisses of pure devotion, love, and adoration.

"You are amazing. Beautiful. The best thing of my life. You are my sun; you keep me alive Alix." Quil confessed between each kiss.

Alix couldn't be happier. She was slightly miffed that she had given up the chance to yell and rant a little at Quil for being so....not private about their relationship. But, she supposed, this was a lot better than the inevitable tears of rage that would have otherwise ran down her face.

"Ateara, I'd like to have a little tête-à-tête with you after you're done." An emotionless voice wafted from the darkness behind the trees. Alix had no idea who it was.

Quil did.

Quil tensed up and hugged Alix closer to his body.

"Fine." He hissed. "Later."

Quil and Alix both felt the sudden presence retreat and disappear.

Alix frowned and looked up at Quil. There were worry lines on his otherwise smooth forehead.

She reached up and, with her hand, tried to erase them from his face. A side of his mouth rose at her sweet attempt.

"I'm sorry, but this is going to have to be cut short." Quil sighed, he shot an irritated expression towards the trees as if they were personally responsible.

"Who...?"

Quil quickly, and sneakily, covered her lips with his own. Her eyes shut closed as predicted. He preferred to keep his open, staring at her and taking in all her beauty.

He withdrew a minute later, both of them breathing slightly harder.

Alix smiled, dazed, at him.

Then she hit his chest.

"OW!"

Hard.

"Do NOT try to distract me, Quil. You are NOT as cunning as you might think you are." Alix growled at him, poking him in the chest where he was sore.

Quil winced as his girlfriend made his sore spot even worse.

He still loved her and was incredibly turned on, AGAIN, by her sudden anger and force.

He grabbed her finger and kissed it gently. Alix's eyes widened as he cradled her whole hand against his tingling chest.

"I love you." It was becoming overwhelmingly easier to admit this simple truth. "And I won't hurt you needlessly. I'll tell you if, and only if, you absolutely need to know. Although, I'm surprised you don't recognize...."

He shook his head quickly, as if shaking off an errant thought.

"Never mind that. Just...will you allow me to escort you home?" Quil grinned at her, his eyes trying to dazzle her.

And Alix melted and gave in just like that.

"I think I can walk myself home."

Or not.

So stubborn...Quil thought lovingly about his reason for existing.

He seized her arm, hesitating when her face flickered with annoyance and almost, but not quite, anger.

"Climb onto my back, my queen."

Alix scoffed at him, pulling her arm back. He did not let go.

"Quil, really, I can walk."

"But I'd rather I carry you. Those pretty little feet of yours..."

"I'm FINE."

"Yes. Yes you most certainly are."

Aww.... "QUIL!!!!"

"C'mon, buttercup...."

He reached for her and easily swung her onto his back.

He winced as she kicked at his side and her fist landed swiftly upon his head.

"Must you make this so complicated?" Quil murmured.

Alix giggled, her mood changing yet again to Quil's amusement and slight concern.

"I told you I didn't want to be picked up."

"Carried, I believe was the original term."

"Quil?"

"Mmhm."

"Shut up."

"Shuttin', ma'am." Damn, I wanted her.

Alix smirked until Quil kissed that smirk away leaving her swooning just a bit.

Seriously, his kisses are awesome....and sweet...omg he loves me.

Then they started to walk back towards her home, their arms bumping into each others until Alix went and grabbed his hand.

He smiled and held on tight.

Never letting you go, Alixandra Rae Black. NEVER.

Quil...you are so crazy. Guess that's why I love you.

I love you..

Quil

...Alix.

Wes' POV

I grabbed at the sides of my head. It was throbbing again. Ow.

I was thinking too hard...or too much. This was all knew to me, thinking before I acted.

Alix hadn't talked to me...since she had left school which was weeks ago. Jake always showed up though, which was cool. He still spoke to me, sort of. It was sort of a strained conversation that passed between us. But I was grateful for anything that he gave me.

It was like all my friends had deserted me.

I was so lonely and--slightly angry, blaming the world.

Even though it had all started with a certain girl.

Alix Black. And old childhood friend and recent crush.

Until I blew it all with a single...er, many stupid moves on a stupid school bus.

I smacked myself in the face, again.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I groaned. There had to have been a simpler way to express my feelings for Alix. But nooooooo. I had to be all STUPID and attack her on the bus. She freaking ran away from me!

And straight into Quil Ateara's arms.

My shoulders sank in defeat.

I had always guessed that he liked her, at least a little bit. Everyone liked her, idolized her even. But she always thought it was only because of her dad. Alix didn't realize how great she truly was.

Hopefully, Quil was taking care of that.

"Alix...." I whispered. Even her NAME made my heart beat faster.

Her name, for god's sake!

I felt so messed up inside. And it didn't help that there were secrets all around me. Oh yes, I knew. I knew that every last one of my ex-friends harbored a secret that connected them to each other but left me out when I needed them the most.

I swiped my hand angrily across my face.

Stupid traitor tears.

I leaned back onto my bed and sighed. I needed sleep, rest. But that wasn't happening unless someone knocked me out.

"Wes...." My dad, Embry Call, yelled for me.

I cracked open one eye.

"What it is?" I muttered.

"Get you sorry ass up from your room and go help your mother fix dinner!" He ordered.

I grumbled. He knew full well that I had a major headache and felt like shit every morning. He was giving me zero lenience.

"Why can't you do it?" I called back, knowing that this might lead to my death.

"Westley Lennon Call!!! I swear, boy, if you don't MOVE you won't be able to move...." Embry threatened me.

I winced at the threat, tone, and my full lame name.

"Fine. I'm coming."

"Thank you dear!" My mom called out.

Embry murmured something that came out mumbled.

I had to thank my mom for that.

And think about Alix later.

Jake's POV

Oh wow, wow, wow, wowie, wow!!!

My wife was pregnant!!! Again!!!

It could be a boy or a girl or both!

I was just about to fall over and I wasn't even the one having the baby!!

And just when I thought I had given my wife all the love I was capable of....

She surprises me over and over again. She's my light, my love, forever and ever...I could hardly stand it.

"I love you. I love you. I love you." I said over and over again as I kissed my wife gently, softly, lovingly again and again.

She giggled, sending bolts of joy into my heart. She sounded like she had so long ago, unburdened by the disappointments of life and unrequited love.

I frowned slightly. No. I returned that love. I was her love just as she was mine, no doubt about that. I didn't care what anybody said.

Bella Black.

I smirked and laughed out loud.

Bella looked up at me curiously.

I kissed her on the nose and silenced her concerns.

"Love you, you silly wolf." Bella muttered contently.

I rubbed my nose against her small, dainty one.

"And as I love you, beautiful Isabella."

Jake's POV

Jumping up into the air, I let the ball fly through the air towards the hoop.

Closed my eyes.

Hoped for the best.

My feet landed on the gravel, easy.

SWISH.

Heh. I smirked. I still had it.

I cracked my back and rolled my neck. Wow, it was loud. I must be getting old.

Hah! Werewolves stay young forever. What was I talking about?

"Lookin' a lil' too cocky for my taste."

I whipped around, facing the sudden voice.

"Hey man." I said in greeting. Then I narrowed my eyes.

"Where's my sister?" I demanded with a snarl.

"Calm down. I carried her home." Quil said easily, his hands reaching down to snag my traitor bball.

I raised a brow. "Carried? Dude, she doesn't get carried unless she's lights out."

Quil smirked, twirling the ball in his massive hands. "Or unless she's carried by her amazing boyfriend."

"Who would be....?"

THWACK!

"AY MAN! What's your deal? No goodnight kiss for you, huh?" Jake blasted at him.

Quil picked up the ball again. He winced.

"Ew. Your sweat's all on the ball now from your big head."

"It's MY ball, doof."

"Whatever. I wanna play."

"No, you don't."

"Do."

"I'm not playing with you."

"Yeah, you are."

"I can see why my sister wants to be with you." Jake said, sarcastically.

Quil grinned and, without looking, shot the ball towards the hoop....and making it in.

Jake scowled at him. Damn it. He was good.

"Oh, it's all wolf and none of you." Jake tossed at him, trying to rile him up.

"Go crap yourself."

Hah. Score. Er...yuck. But, it worked.

Jake shook his head. "Tut tut tut. Poor little Quil. Thinks he's all high and mighty. Wrong!"

Quil tilted her head.

"Oh really? I play better than you. Younger, better looking. Oh and, I've got an amazing girl that I love and who loves me back. I'd do anything for her. And you have....what, exactly?"

Jake wanted to rip him to shreds right there.

But doing that meant the same fate to him whether it be by Alix, or dad, or even mom.

He just shuddered and bared it.

"Go to hell." He spat like acid.

Quil smiled hugely, welcoming the insults.

"Whatever man. I've got an angel waiting for me at home. How could I possibly pass up heaven?"

Jake closed his eyes and turned away from Quil. This guy was just too much.

But he could see, just a little, why Alix liked...er, OK, loved him.

"I guess. I mean, I wouldn't exactly call her an angel...."

Quil growled and glared.

Jake rolled his eyes and held up his hands.

"Dude! She's my sister! I've lived with her longer than you've LOVED her. I know all of her ups and downs. You have no idea."

Quil laughed at that. Then he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

Jake grinned at Quil.

"Samantha calling you again?"

Quil winced, nodding. "I hate that the Alpha is such a girl! Dad had told me that Sam was their Alpha. Lucky."

It was pretty unheard of having a female leader. But it was also logical considering that Samantha is Sam, the old Alpha, Levy's daughter. She could be very annoying to the boys. She was also very tough on them.

Wait until she found out that there was a girl addition to the pack. Alix had been kept a serious secret until she was able to control herself better and get used to the changes.

Quil grinned, thinking about Alix.

"Yuk. Get outta here man. I do not want to see you thinking about my sister." Jake pretended to puke on his basketball.

Quil laughed and sprinted away towards Samantha Levy's home.