I decided to post this chapter tonight because it's technically a part two chapter, and i think the story will flow more smoothly if this immediately follows the previous chapter.

Enjoy!


"Sweet Disposition" - The Temper Trap

So stay there / Because I'll be coming over / And while our blood's still young / It's so young / It runs / And we won't stop until it's over / Won't stop to surrender


I fucking hate my life now. My Danni hates me, I'm all alone, and I'm patrolling the area on a Saturday night. And no, this wasn't the fun patrol I do with the guys to catch leeches, oh no. This was my job as a policeman patrol: the kind where I couldn't take my anger out on a mythical being by ripping them limb by limb. Due to the fact that my job helps protect people, Sam doesn't require me to do as much patrol as everyone else. I only do it Friday nights and whenever someone ducks out or when they need extra help.

I drove around the empty night. Everyone was either at home or out with their loved ones. It was eleven at night, so they're probably in bed with their loved ones, demonstrating the passion they felt for one another. God, I wish Danni loved me so that I could show her how much I felt. That way, if it turns out she hates my personality, then she could love me for my sex appeal…maybe.

"We've received a complaint on loud music coming from 876 Sebert Lane. It's most likely a party with underage drinking, wanna check it out?" my radio buzzed.

"Roger that," I responded. The guys at the office always like to send me to end high school parties because they say, and I quote, "You look like the stereotypical scary policeman." I'm not sure whether they meant I looked tough or if I came off as scary. Danni thinks I'm scary.

I frowned at that thought and silently drove over to the address. I decided to keep my lights and siren off, that way, I could surprise the drunken kids. And if I can't kill a bloodsucker tonight, then at least I can arrest a minor. I guess that's the next best thing in line.

I pulled up to the house, seeing all the cars crowding the driveway. My ears were immediately assaulted with the blare of crappy teen music that losers actually put on the radio. What the fuck? I stepped out of the car and some guy saw me from the front porch and ran inside the house, most likely to warn his buddies about my arrival.

"Fuck! The police!" he announced.

The music stopped and I could hear the panicked cries of the high schoolers as they ran out the back yard. Some even ran outside to their cars, zooming past me as I walked up to the door.

"Run!" some fat girl shouted as she tried her best to jump over the side fence. I burst out laughing as she attempted to swing her leg over it again and again, finally cracking the wooden boards. I decided to take pity on the blimp by not arresting her; that and she'd be too easy of a target.

"Get out now!" a boy who reeked of marijuana shouted as he ran out into the forest behind the house. I guess I couldn't get him mainly because the stench of pot is almost as bad as bloodsucker.

I was now up to the front door and I walked inside the house, getting my handcuffs ready. There were kids running all over the place, desperate not to spend the night in jail and have to explain things to their parents. I gazed at the riot to see who would be my victim. The red-headed jock could hardly walk he was so trashed. The Asian girl was passed out on the couch, everyone just ignoring her as they fled.

"Outta my way fuckers!" I then heard a familiar voice shriek. I darted to the source of it and saw there the bitch who tried to take my Danni away from me by convincing her to skip out on our date: Lauren.

Bingo. I found my catch of the night.

"Party's over kids!" I rumbled in my bass voice and then dashed over to Lauren, grabbing a hold of her forearm.

"Bitch! Get the fuck off me!" She screamed and then turned and saw it was me who had her. She immediately turned red and looked down. "Please let me go!"

I shook my head. "You're going to jail for underage drinking," I smirked. I turned the bitch around and put the handcuffs on her, making sure they were extra tight so that she wouldn't have the luxury of being comfortable. It's the least she deserved for trying to pull me and my imprint apart.

"But I didn't drink anything!" she whined. And when she screamed this, I could smell her breath. There was the scent of chips, Sprite, semen, and bubble gum, but no alcohol.

I felt my smirk fade into a full-blown frown. "Just get the fuck out of here," I growled, pushing her away from me.

Lauren stumbled and fell on the floor. She looked up at me expectantly, but I just shrugged and watched her struggle to get up with the cuffs still on her. Once she was on her feet, she just ran out with some dude who put his arm around her. Well there goes my fun. The house was completely empty now and there was no one I could bring in. Usually I tired to find someone who had a popular status so that I could ruin them for fun. It may be an asshole thing to do, but hey, it keeps me entertained.

I walked down a dark hallway, checking each room to see if there was a kid hiding there. Nope, nope…and nope. All the rooms were clear and that just left the garage. I opened up the door, but it was pitch black inside. Too lazy to find the light switch, I grabbed the flashlight on my belt. "Anyone in here?" I asked as I turned on my flashlight and began to scan the area. The garage was pretty empty except for a retro carpet from the 70's in the center.

I heard a whimper and I flung my ray of light to the source. There, cowering in a corner with tears streaming down her pale face was my Danni. "Danni?" I asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?" She was supposed to be at her house where I left her earlier today. Don't tell me she ditched me for this lame ass party!

"Paul!" Danni sobbed. She got out of the corner and ran towards me, wobbling a little bit and moving her arms to help balance herself. When she reached me, she flung her body into mine and wrapped her arms around my shoulders, pulling herself closer to me. I felt my body heat up with ecstasy at the welcome I had just received from my imprint. She missed me! Danni actually missed me!

"Help me please! Something's wrong!" Danni went on.

I perked up and searched around for the danger that had terrified my Danni so bad. My body started to shake as I prepped myself to kill the source of her fear.

"Get me out of here! I wanna leave, please don't leave me here! I wanna go! Please help me!" Danni continued to sob, her salty tears dampening my uniform shirt. Her breath reeked of tequila and there was something else a little off that I had noticed when she ran towards me. I pushed her back a little bit so that I could get another look.

Her pupils were huge, taking up most of the space previously occupied by her gorgeous hazel irises. She was high and most likely just having a bad trip.

"Oh shit," I mumbled. Could someone have drugged her drink or something? I just wrapped my arms around her and began to rub comforting circles on her back. "Just close your eyes Danni," I whispered into her ear. I figured that she must've taken a hallucinogenic and that had to make her see something that obviously scared the shit out of her. "Don't worry, I have you. I'll protect you. Just close your eyes and I'll keep all the bad things away."

I had to get her home. I picked her up bridal-style and walked out to the cruiser and put her in it, even doing her seatbelt. Her eyes were still tightly shut and her lip was quivering, emphasizing each sob she let out that tugged at my heart. My Danni was in need of help.

I got in the cruiser and started it up. "Just sit back and relax," I cooed. "I'm taking you home. You'll be safe with me. Don't worry. I have you." I then drove off in the direction of her house, but stopped when a thought entered my head: if Danni's parents see her like this, then she'll get into some serious trouble and they might ship her off to some juvenile center. NO! I won't allow that. I turned the car around and took off for my house. I'll just keep Danni there for tonight and tomorrow and then she'll she how happy she is with me and then it'll become OUR house.

Danni opened her eyes and looked out the front window. "Holy shit!" she shrieked and let out a high pitched cry of despair. It reminded me of the cry that baby wolves let out to get the attention of their parents for protection.

"Don't worry Baby, I'll protect you," I whispered as I grabbed her hand and rubbed circles on it with my thumb.

Danni clamped her other hand over her right eye and kept it there. "Paul!" she cried. "Take me to the hospital please!"

Was she sick? Was she hurt? My heart began to race with the anxiety that all of the negative possibilities polluted my mind with. "What's wrong?" I demanded.

My sweetheart tried speaking, but her sobs were over-powering her and she could only manage a few squeaks and gasps.

I finally arrived at my house and pulled up into the driveway. I carried my Danni inside and locked the door with both the bolt and the chain. I then ran upstairs with her to see if I had any medication to help settle her down. I wound up not having any because since I'm a wolf, I never get sick.

I grabbed my Danni, who was now sitting on the bathroom floor (still sobbing), by the shoulders and roughly shook her. "What did you take?" I yelled. I needed to find out in order to make sure it wasn't lethal or anything. The endless possibilities ran through my head and I felt my rage build up with each one. Danni would never do drugs. I know that, so someone had to slip it to her. If someone tried to drug her up so they could take advantage of her, I swear to God, I'll fucking murder them! My hands began to tremble and I almost phased, but managed no to after I took a few deep breaths.

"Paul!" Danni wailed. "The hospital! Please!" Her voice was cracking with desperation and fear. I found myself wanting to give into her pleas, but I needed to know what she took so that I could tell the doctors.

"Baby," I tried in a smoother voice this time. "I need to know what you took."

She shook her head. Her right eye was still covered by her hand and her left was shut tight, squeezing out tears. I wiped them away. "I only drank!" she cried. "I saw-I saw him pour it! It was safe!" She was trying so hard to speak, but her hysteria inhibited her ability.

"What else?" I demanded, mad that a guy gave her a drink when she's clearly underage.

"I just ate mushroom pizza," she blubbered. "That's it!"

Mushroom pizza? Damn! "Were the mushrooms dark and kind of long?" I asked.

She nodded.

I growled. My Danni unknowingly took shrooms: a drug known to cause hallucinations that can last from three to eight hours. I sighed and took off my uniform shirt and then my undershirt. Normally, I'd beg for Danni to check out my muscular chest, but since she's seeing things, it'd probably look all funky and unappealing. "Here," I said as I tied by undershirt around her eyes. She dropped her right hand which made it easier for me to blindfold her.

"Can you take me to the hospital now?" she begged. Her breathing was all hard and her pale face was turning red as her breaths got deeper and faster until all that was coming out of her was the struggled breaths; no cries, no whimpers, just hyperventilated breath.

The urge to comfort my imprint overpowered me and before I knew it, I had her in my lap as I sat on the floor. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly to my bare chest, and my head rested on hers. "You need to relax Baby," I cooed, my voice beginning to get shaky. "Feel me breathe ok?" I took a deep breath, puffing out my chest to exaggerate it a bit, and then exhaled. I found that deep breathing exercises help to calm me down when I'm angry and about to phase, so hopefully, they'll help prevent Danni from having a panic attack. I repeated the process several times. "Just feel me: breathe in, breathe out."

Danni eventually stopped hyperventilating and her sobs ceased. She just sat in my embrace and shook with anxiety. "Paul," she said again. I don't think I've ever heard her say my name so much before. Also, the thought that I was the one who she turned to in her time of need totally boosted my ego. "I really need to go to the hospital, please." I could hear her voice on the brink of unleashing sobs again and it was still coated with apprehension and fear.

"Baby," I cooed into her ear and nuzzled my face into her neck. It might not have been the best thing to do, but it made me feel better. "You're fine. You accidentally took shrooms, making you see things that really aren't there. You're perfectly safe."

She shook her head. "I saw it Paul!" she cried, raising her voice. "I know what I saw and some fucking psychedelic mushrooms didn't cause it!"

"And what exactly did you see?" I countered.

Danni was silent as she thought it over, not really believing her own eyes at what she must've imagined. "I saw the lights and the bugs. And the ground…and…my eye!" She shrieked and tried to pull herself out of my grasp, but I wouldn't allow it. Instead I just tightened my hold on her and kept her a prisoner in my arms. "Let me go!" she screamed and began wildly kicking her feet. She thrashed, but I still wouldn't ease up on her. Eventually she tired out and I spread my legs and then wrapped them around hers, keeping my Danni trapped to my body.

"Calm down!" I growled between my teeth. "Now, tell me, what's wrong with your eye?"

Danni turned her head to the source of my voice. "Take off the blindfold and see for yourself," she spat, clearly angry that I wasn't taking her to the hospital. If I did, then she'd be arrested for substance abuse, and Lord knows I don't want her to go to jail where they'll separate us. I won't allow that to happen.

I huffed and undid my embrace. I stood up and slung my angel over my shoulder before walking into my bedroom where I plopped her down on my bed. It was a California King and big enough for the two of us to use tonight. I wasn't planning on trying anything sexual, but I know she'll find comfort in having someone there while in her distressed state of mind.

Danni sat upright on the edge of the bed. I walked over to her and got my knees, making me perfectly level with her head. I then untied my undershirt from her eyes, revealing them to me. Like before, the pupils were huge and she looked tweaked beyond recognition.

"What am I supposed to be seeing?" I asked.

"What?" Danni cried confused. "Look at my fucking eye! The right one retard!"

"What? Your big-ass pupils?"

Danni frowned and felt her face, searching for something wrong. "You mean?" she began, but trailed off. "How-how do I look?"

I looked at the face of my scared-shitless Danni. She hazel eyes were tweaked, yes, but they still shined with radiance and made my heart flutter every time they were directed my way. Her thin lips looked smooth to the touch and I longed so much to kiss them and then feel her flawless skin. There was a tiny zit near the right side of her chin, but it wasn't huge or anything, just a little visible. Her brown eyebrows were scrunched together and weren't plucked too excessively: they were perfect. Her beautiful hair was in a messy ponytail and stray hairs were in every direction.

"You're beautiful," I breathed.

"Don't lie to me, dude," she demanded. "How does my eye look? Is it where it belongs?"

"Yes," I whimpered, depressed that she didn't see herself as beautiful. I'd built a monument in her honor to show everyone that I was in love with the most beautiful girl on the planet. Any other girl compared to her was either fake-looking with all their make-up, or just ugly and need make-up.

Danni leaned forward and put her hand on my cheek. I tensed up at the touch of her warm, smooth skin. She looked at me intensely and in awe. "You're glowing," she mused.

I felt myself smiling a genuine smile and not the douche bag smirk I usually wear. I felt like doing flips and taking this girl right now! I love her so much!

"Are you radioactive?"

My smile disappeared and then I remembered the shrooms were just making her see things. Well, I guess glowing's better than looking like a monster. "Close your eyes," I said flatly.

Danni obeyed and soon I saw her body gently sway back and forth. Then she fell on her side, exhausted from her whole ordeal. Her breathing rapidly evened out and she was deep asleep.

I picked her up, gently so as not to wake her up, and put her up at the top of the bed. I took off her shoes and socks and undid the ponytail. I then pulled the blankets over her and turned off the light. Thanks to my wolf eyes, I had no trouble at all finding the bed, where I climbed in beside my angel. I took my pants off under the covers and threw them on the floor, leaving me in only my boxers. I pulled my Danni closer to me and wrapped her in my arms.

I closed my eyes and rested my head in the crook of her neck, listening to her even breaths and smelling the tequila.

Claim her! Do it now! the wolf yelled. My mouth salivated with the urge to claim my Danni and I found it on her shoulder, over her shirt. This will work, I guess. I bit down hard, tasting the blood that soaked the fabric of her long-sleeve. Danni whimpered, but was too far under her sleep to do anything about me.

I pulled my mouth away and smiled to myself knowing that she was claimed.

Danni belongs to me.