JPOV

'Shit! Fuck! Shit fucking shit!'

I paced agitatedly up and down my bedroom.

'This cannot be happening!'

I growled as I paced and then sat down and put my head in my hands. How could this happen? It was just a few months ago that I was grieving Alice's desertion, and now, here I am acting like a devoted mate to Bella, the woman that has been slighted by a Cullen as well.

'Maybe that's why I've been acting the way I have. We know what the other has gone through.'

Bella is my friend, and nothing more. It can't be more.

'Where's Peter when I need him?'

As soon the thought went through my mind, my phone buzzed with a txt. Of course, it was Peter the Asshole Know-it-all.

I can't help you with what you already know.

Bastard.

I had no clue what to do. Was it really possible that Bella and I are mates?

'No, it can't be. This is just some fluke.'

After all, how could we be mates when I was around her for almost a year, and there wasn't any indication that we were mates? If she was truly my mate, then I would have tried to keep her and Edward apart. It was then I decided that what happened today was indeed a fluke.

I spent the rest of the evening doing my own thing, mostly hunting. Since getting back together with Bella, hunting innocent humans no longer held an appeal. Hunting those who deserved to die, however, was a different matter. It was fun, making sure that the scum of society knew that they were going to be punished for their wrong doings, no matter what they did to escape from me. One bastard actually managed to shoot me. It hurt like hell, but it wasn't any pain that I hadn't felt before and I healed it with a simple spit glob of my venom. As hot as bullets can be, they themselves are no match for cold vampire skin. Yeah, they'll burn a hole through, but that hole is easily healed.

When the time to pick Bella up from La Push rolled around, I realized that I didn't have a car to pick her up in. I had become so used to traveling on foot that it didn't occur to me that I would need transportation here in Forks.

'You can carry her and then go shopping with her for a car.'

I issued a small rumble at the thought of being near her and decided that that's what I would do. With my plans for the day set, I set off to the border of La Push reached it a minute later.

There she was, standing with a guy who looked like the poster-boy of steroids, who had his arm around her shoulders. I had to bite back the possessive, warning growl that wanted to escape.

I stopped about a foot away from them and held out a hand for Bella. She immediately left wolf-boy's embrace and went to my side. I gave him a smug smile and he narrowed his eyes before he rolled them.

"I'm assuming you're Jacob Black?"

Agitation. The monster inside me stirred in agitation.

'Enemy.'

My face began to morph into snarl, but I pushed the reaction back. I noticed that Jacob's hands were unconsciously balled into fists.

"Yeah, man, I'm Jake."

He stepped forward to shake my hand but I looked at it and then gave him a pointed look.

"I'd shake your hand, but I'm afraid I'd fuck you up than be polite."

He put his hand back at his side and then observed me before he smirked and simply said,

"I approve."

He approved of me. My natural enemy approved of me, something that was never extended to Doucheward. I gave him a smirk back and I sent him waves of approval as well as interest.

His eyes widened in surprise.

"Dude, what the fuck was that! Is that-?"

"That, Mr. Black, was my gift. I use it at times to communicate, but rarely."

I felt his excitement building but I put a hand up to stop him before he could speak.

"Jacob, we can discuss my gift at length at a later date if you want."

"Dude that would be fucking awesome! Shit, just name a time and place! It's Jake, by the way. You can call me Jake."

"Jake, then. I'll talk to you soon."

I looked down at Bella and asked her,

"You ready to go darlin'?"

She gave me a bright smile that warmed my chest and nodded. She turned back to Jake and said her goodbyes and we began to walk away and I told her my plans and asked her if she wanted to come. She gave me an enthusiastic answer and before she knew it I had scooped her up into my arms and began to run. She squealed and pressed herself close to me, which I have to admit I enjoyed. She felt so good pressed against me. She always has.

Again, it only took about a minute to get to her house. I deposited her in her truck and went around to the passenger side and climbed in. Bella turned to look at me with a raised eyebrow.

"What?"

"Don't you want to drive, since you're 'the man'?" she asked playfully.

"I decided to let you drive today," I shrugged.

She laughed, her emotions a mixture of amusement and disbelief, and then turned back and turned the ignition and proceeded to drive to Port Angeles. The drive was filled with laughter and joy. She would make fun of my music station choices, but then she would end up singing along and then I'd make fun of her and she'd dare me to listen to a song from stations that I hated. Then, we'd start all over again. Surprisingly, we arrived at the Port in forty-five minutes instead of the usual hour it takes a human.

As we were walking along the car lot, an idea occurred to me. I turned to Bella,

"Hey Bella, why don't you pick something out for me?"

She gave off waves of surprise.

"Go on," I winked. She rushed off to the motorcycle section, which pleasantly surprised me. The last time I tried to buy a motorcycle, Alice made me sleep outside like the 'barbarian' I was trying to be and went to the car lot without me to cancel the purchase before it was too late.

I caught up with her and found her standing by the sexiest motherfucking bike I had ever seen. I immediately called the salesman over and demanded everything there was to know.

The bike in question was a metallic forest green 2010 Motto Guzi Griso1200 8V SE. It was perfect. My phone vibrated with a phone call. Only one person besides Bella would know this phone number.

"What's up asshole?"

Peter chuckled.

"I wired a nice chunk of moolah for ya. Use it to buy that sexy specimen you're looking at right now."

"Thanks brother," I smiled.

Fifteen minutes later I straddled my woman and began to ride 'er. My monster growled as he felt the waves of lust directed at me from Bella.

I made a mental note to ride in front of her as much as possible.

A/N: SORRY FOR THE COMPLETELY LATE UPDATE FOLKS! :( I HIT A BRICK WALL WITH THIS ONE, AND RL HAS BEEN KEEPING ME AWAY FROM MY BABIES(MY STORIES, NOT REAL LIFE BABIES). TRUTHFULLY, I'M NOT THAT HAPPY WITH THIS CHAPTER. I DON'T FEEL SATISFIED WITH IT, BUT IF YOU DO THEN I'LL CALL IT A JOB WELL DONE ;) THE PICTURE FOR THE MOTORCYCLE IS ON MY BLOG: AKEMISHIKON(DOT)BLOGSPOT(DOT)COM. YOU WILL FIND ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING RELATED TO MY STORIES THERE ;)
BUT SERIOUSLY, CHECK OUT THE PICTURE. THAT BIKE IS MOTHER EFFING SEXY.

THANKS FOR YOUR PATIENCE

-AKEMI SHIKON