Demitri's POV
"FUCKING DAMN IT PAUL! I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SHIT! THIS IS HOW IT IS, GET USED TO IT OR YOU CAN LEAVE! THOSE ARE YOUR CHOICES! YOU REPEATEDLY MAKE UNFOUNDED ACCUSATIONS AND FUCKING ASSASSINATION ATTEMPTS! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM AND DON'T EVEN GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT LINE OF HOW IT'S "JUST A FUCKING FEELING." YOU ARE SO FULL OF SHIT…."
Jacob's alpha voice echoed through the halls of the small house and I am sure could be heard in every corner of La Push if not the entire state of Washington. Paul's obvious dislike of me has been evident for the past three months I have been here. He has tried to rip off my head on more than one occasion. Jane and I had been in yet another meeting with Jacob and Sam when Paul burst in claiming he had irrefutable proof that I had killed a human in Port Townsend and dumped the body in the woods. This had been is fifteenth attempt at laying blame for a murder in me. This time the poor soul had been the unfortunate victim of a bear attack. The Peninsula was a wild and dangerous place. Sure the towns were picturesque and relatively peaceful; they were nothing more than islands of civilization in the great sea that was the Olympic National Park. There are things in the mountains that man was not supposed to encounter. Bears being one of them and another being the Quileute wolves like the one who was exiting the house and making his way down the porch steps and towards me. Jacob was a force to be reckoned with. The kid was only 18 and was by far one of the most fucking intimidating people I have ever met. The boy stood at seven feet and was nothing but pure muscle and raw power. He had originally been Beta to Sam but had opted to be Beta to Sam who was Alpha. Sam was the first to phase so had been the Alpha as each of the boys phased. When Jacob phased Sam had offered him the position seeing as Jacob was the rightful heir being the direct descended of some great chief. I am not sure the entire story. Just that Jacob had declined the power. That is until the murder of Chief Swan and the kidnapping of his only daughter.
"Demitri I don't know what to say. I just don't know how to get through to him. Once again I apologize for his behavior."
Jacob's sincerity was plainly written across his face.
"It's not your fault Jacob. I have tried again and again to make peace with him but he just won't budge. Do you know where he went?"
"Ya he said something about Jane before he took off out the back door."
For all of Paul's hate of me he could never say it was because of what I am. To condemn me for being a vampire would make him a hypocrite and piss off the one person who ever sees him in a positive light, Jane. He had imprinted on Jane the moment Jacob had escorted us onto the La Push reservation. I had heard rumors of imprinting and soul mates but had never taken it seriously until recently. Seeing Jane and Paul make eye contact for the first time made me rethink my position on the issue. The way those two just stared at each other. It was like the entire world stopped for them and only they existed. Then I meet Jacob's imprint and saw how they could not survive without each other they were so in love. Jacob and Angela Black helped me to realize that my feelings for Bella are so much more then attraction and protectiveness. Bella was my soul mate. Being away from her is killing me inside. I need to see her and touch her and love her. The ache for her is physical. I feel it night and day. What kills me even more is that I know what is happening to her. It takes everything in me not to jump on a plane and storm the Volterra Castle and rescue her. I know I need a plan. I need help and if I act upon my impulses I will just succeed only in killing myself. It is Bella that keeps me going and gives me the drive to put up with Paul's shit. Hopefully Jane will calm him down. I need to not worry about it. Jacob and Sam are waiting for me. Apparently, Angela has an idea on how we can get a spy inside the castle walls.
I walked up the porch steps following Jacob's massive form through the front door and into the moderately built house. The house was most definitely new as it lacked the classic details of older houses but it did have a homely feel. This house was Angela's pride and she made it her own. She and Jacob had married just after Jacob's graduation and the house was a gift to them from the tribal elders. Following Jacob down the hallway towards the kitchen it was obvious that the house was modified; taller ceilings and wider halls. A house built for a giant. We enter the kitchen and find Sam and Angela sitting at the large table in the dining area adjacent to the kitchen.
"Demitri I don't know what to say…"
"Sam…don't…please. It's not your fault. It's not anybody's fault but Paul's. He is the one who won't quit this shit and just talk with me. Jacob you too, I don't want any more apologies, this is entirely Paul's issue. Now let's forget that fucker and get down to business. Sorry about my language Angela."
"No worries Demitri. When you live with the animals, you hear everything at least twice."
"Very true Ang, very true. Now what is this awe-inspiring plan you have that Jacob won't shut up about?"
"We need a spy on the inside. We need someone who we can trust and won't draw the attention, someone who no one will ever look twice at. I think I may have found that person."
"Who Ang?"
"Me."
"What?"
"Me. I will be your guy on the inside."
"Ang I don't follow you. You wouldn't make it within a mile of the city walls. No offense, but you smell to high heaven of wet dog and you are an attractive women who has nice smelling blood. You are a walking target."
"In human form yes. But I will not be in human form."
"But you're not a wolf Ang."
"No I'm not a wolf, but I do posses the ability to shape shift. As you know me being a witch allows me to scry which allowed me to foresee your arrival and to keep an eye on Bella. Well another bonus is that I can shift into a cat."
"What?"
"A black cat to be exact, well not completely black I do have some white markings on me. Oh and for some reason I am a male cat. Don't ask me why, it's just the way it is."
"How long have you been able to do this?"
"Ever since I embraced my true self and opened to be who it is I am meant to be."
Angela had been raised under the household of a strict Conservative Baptist Minister. No hocus pocus under his roof. He did everything to squash Ang's natural abilities. Witchcraft was the devil and evil in carnet. He believed that he had to save his daughter's soul by any means necessary and those means included starvation and horrid beatings. When Ang told me about her childhood and her father I just about went to Forks and killed him for harming such a gentle creature like Ang. Jacob said that when Ang told him he went out and proceeded to beat the shit out if her father's prized 1965 Mustang. The car was his pride and he had given all the love he should have given to Ang to that car. Ang's father kept her under lock and key and even though she had graduated High school and was an adult, he thought he owned her. One night her father decided to finally beat the witch out of her and was not going to stop until he did. Jacob, being her imprint, felt her agony and went to her rescue. Sam was there to assist but he told me that it was all Jacob. Sam said that when they arrived they could her screams before they even got out of the car. He said that Jacob went all night in shining armor and broke though the front door and stormed in to save the day. Her father was too stunned to realize what was going in until Jacob had Ang in his arms and was carrying her out of the house. It was then that her father pulled a gun and started waving it around as Jacob and Ang. Ang passed out from the trauma to her fragile body and form everything that was happening around her. The police ended up being called and Ang was taken to the hospital while her father went to jail. His charges were originally just pertaining to his waving a gun around and for the fact that he didn't have a permit for the damn thing. But after Ang gave a statement about how he had been abusing her and a search of the house found all kinds of torture devices, Ang's father was sent to jail for a very long time. Chief Swan and Bella had taken Ang in while she recovered from her injuries and during the trial. When it was all over Ang and Jacob got married and Ang moved down to the reservation and began to learn more about who she was. She found out that her grandmother had been a witch and her mother was most likely one too. Unfortunately she would never be able to ask her mother, seeing as how her mother had died when Ang was little. Everyone had been told she died on pneumonia but now the assumption is that her father had killed her. Most likely in an attempt to save her dammed soul. Ang is one powerful witch and her abilities are astounding. I shouldn't be surprised that she can shape shift. Her plan was brilliant. It would work perfectly. The only issue was how to get her into the castle.