I was running. Like a coward. Always a coward. Never facing it head on. Building up to it, then running away. Helpless. Half of my mind was screaming at me that Quill wasn't like that. At least, not anymore. I sighed, suppressing the eerie howl that was building up in my chest.

"Bells, Quill doesn't love you. He's a skirt chaser! I've known him my whole life; don't you think I would know? He's done every trick in the book to get into those girls pants. He's pulled the I-Love-You card before."

The words replayed in my head, each time tearing even more viciously at my fragile heart. I gave up. I had enough.

"Bella!" I heard my name being called by a desperate sounding Quill. Tears welled up in my eyes. I fell rather ungraciously on the cold hard forest floor. I lay my head on my paws and just stared straight ahead of me. No emotion portraying on my face. No emotion slipping into my heart. I felt the familiar shimmer of someone phasing, but I decided to block out my mind.

All the thoughts kept spinning around in my head, the images of lying with Quill, everything that involves Quill make me happy. Half of my mind was screaming at me, willing me not to listen to Jake's harsh words.

"Bells, listen. I do still love you. Just think, we can leave the imprints. We'll have each other, honey. Quill won't give up that player card. What are you going to do when you walk in on him with another girl? You could be married and pregnant and you walk in on him with some random blond?"

He was stupid to think I would listen. Quill was stupid for imprinting on me. Everyone was stupid. Why couldn't it all end? Why did he say blond? Did Quill have something for blonds specifically... or? I didn't know. I didn't want to know.

I loved being a wolf. I loved the fact I imprinted on an amazing, caring, loving, dangerously attractive guy like Quill. I could list all the things about him and I'd die out of breath. But imprinting... It had its down sides. Quill was strong. He could fight the imprint. I know he could. He would have the will to cheat. Wouldn't he? I think I just heard my heart shatter. It feels like the pieces are lodged in my chest, I can't breathe properly. I scratched at the ground helplessly. I really am helpless. I don't even have the will to live. Wow, the first suicidal wolf!

I could feel the blood travelling away from my muscles, desperately trying to pump around my body; I could feel my heart beat slowing down. Was this a common way to die? Holding your breath? Pathetic. That's what I was. That's what I am. I deserved this. I heard something pounding against the ground in the distance. Then I felt something warm against my head, rubbing. I gasped and look up.

There stood Quill in his wolf form. My breathing came back, and the blood started pumping around my body faster than normal trying to make up for lost time. I wanted nothing more than to stand up and hug him. But I couldn't I just didn't have the strength.

Then he growled. Wait, what?

'I can hear you.' He said. Ohh...

'Sorry.' I mumbled in my mind.

He sat down next to me and rested his head on top of mine, his left paw on mine.

'What Jake said, wasn't true. Was it?' I asked him. He growled at Jake's name.

'No. I never used the I-Love-You card to get in chicks pants. I know the limits. I never thought I'd imprint, but you changed that. In turn, that changed me.'

Oh fuck, don't I feel like a complete and utter fucking bitch now...

'You are not. Well, technically, yeah, and yeah you have temper problems... I think you could take out Paul there-' I cut him off with a growl; he smiled his casual wolf like smile. Beautiful.

'Hey.' He said suddenly.

'What?'

'Guess what?'

'..What?'

'GUESS!'

'Just tell me.'

'GUESS!'

'You're such a child...' I moaned.

'I'm older than you.'

'And? I'm older, mature wise...'

'Whatever. I swear, you're like Paul.'

'Yeah, maybe Paul's my true imprint.' I teased. He growled.

'Nope! I am. Do you know why?'

'I don't know, enlighten me.'

'Because...'

'That's all you got? Because..?'

'Nope! Because your beautiful, human form and wolf, you know where your place is, you know who you are, your caring and loving, you look after everybody, but you have a tough front. You got through to the bitch of our pack-' I growled. I was a bitch too, now. He snickered and continued.

'And I love you.' He finished. My heart melted. I licked his face; he made this sort of purring sound.

'I love you too.' I replied. He made the purring noise again.

'So... Can we go home now?' He asked. I sighed and stifled a laugh.

'Sure, but your fatness is crushing me...' I muttered.

'I am not fat! I'm muscly!' He stated, standing up and puffing out his chest.

'Riiiighht...' I said. I took off running.

'Hey! Not fair, you know you're the fastest!' Quill yelled. I almost cringed; I mean I love him but sheesh, my poor head. Instant Headache.

'Maybe if you weren't so fat...'

'IM NOT FAT!' He yelled at me. I laughed and raced the rest of the way home. In the lead.