Ok guys, this is the last ever chapter! Yay!

"How long are you gonna pretend to be sleeping?" Steph's eyes squeezed shut at his words; she wasn't ready to hear them yet. She wasn't ready to see him because she knew. She knew that he'd seen Rachel at some point while she'd been sleeping off her horrible hangover and moping in bed. Paul had imprinted for sure and there was nothing she could do about it.

Steph blinked back the tears.
"Stephanie?" Paul's voice was a little softer this time; she refused to move or speak.
"You could at least look at me." He growled at her; she flinched and turned to him anyway. He was beautiful and it hurt her heart.
"So are you gonna tell me what's going on or do you plan on staying in bed for the rest of your life?" She looked up at him, shocked. Was he serious right now? Oh right, he didn't think that she knew about the imprint.

"Leah's telling everyone you're sick but I know better than that." Thank-you Leah. Steph thought silently.

"Steph?" She didn't answer him. She didn't even look at him.

"You know what? I thought we were stronger than this. Since when do we keep secrets from each other?" He asked her; she could hear the hurt in his voice. She stared at his face as he waited for her to answer. She wondered what he'd say if he knew that she had been keeping a huge secret from him this whole time.

"I mean, what happened to you? One minute you were fine and the next you're drinking? Kissing Embry?" Stephanie's eyes widened; he knew about that? Her lip quivered and she looked down in shame.

"Paul…" Her voice was almost raw sounding; she hadn't spoken in a few days. "I'm…."
"Sorry?" He spat at her; Steph flinched then nodded.
"I am. I'm sorry. It never should have happened." She croaked; Paul laughed sourly.
"No, it shouldn't have."

Steph sat up in bed and watched as he paced the room.
"Paul, I'm sorry. I was drunk and emotional and Embry was there. It didn't mean anything." She told him with a shaky voice as she stood, moving a little closer to him. He stopped pacing and turned to her, his eyes were still hard.
"He was there, huh? Wow Steph, I didn't know you were that desperate; you couldn't even wait for me to get home." Her eyes squeezed shut and she looked down at the ground; tears fell onto the wood laminate between her feet.

"P-paul please. I didn't mean it. I thought you were gonna leave me…." She stuttered and sniffled as she spoke; before she could say anything more, Paul sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap.
"How many times do I have to tell you? We were made for each other. You're. Mine. The sooner you get that through your thick skull the better." Steph looked up to him hopefully; his eyes were sincere.

"Really?" She squeaked; he rolled his eyes before pushing his lips onto hers. Steph flopped weakly into his arms and their mouths moved together. Paul pulled away first but not before placing another lingering kiss on her lips.
"Really." He replied; their foreheads pressed together.

"But what about Rachel?" She asked as she looked down into her lap; she couldn't see his face when he told her the truth.
"Rachel who?... Rachel Black? What about her?" Paul was bewildered; why did Steph even mention her? She looked up and searched his eyes for something; a trace of a lie maybe? But there was none.
"You didn't imprint on Rachel?"
"What? What are you talking about? Of course I didn't imprint on her." What did this mean? Had Steph's book been wrong? No, it could be, right? Perhaps he hadn't seen her yet?

"Well, have you seen her yet?"
"Yes, she came to a bonfire last night and I'm pretty sure I looked her in the eyes and didn't imprint. How could I anyway? I have you." Steph's mouth spread into a smile she couldn't control and it felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. So she had worried about this for nothing? This whole time? Really?

"Wait, then why was she at a pack bonfire?" What was this? A hole in his perfect web of lies, maybe?
"We told her the secret. Embry imprinted on her." Steph's hands flew to the 'P' around her neck.
"Really?" Paul shrugged. Her mouth spread into a wide smile and she practically pounced on him; he looked up at her shocked as she straddled him. Steph leaned down and attached her lips to his; his hands moved to her hips and ground her body into his. She moaned into his mouth and reached down to undo his cut off's button.

Paul growled and flipped them over so he was on top; he couldn't stay submissive to her wolf for long. All of a sudden he froze and looked thoughtful.
"What?" Steph asked; wondering why he stopped.
"Why did you think that I'd imprint on Rachel anyway?" She smiled and leant up to kiss his lips before replying,
"…Ah, but that's another story."

The End

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