A/N: I know that a lot of people are hating on Nahuel from the previous story but please remember that Nahuel was not really a bad guy. He thought he was saving Renesmee on the last story which is why he attacked. He even tried to be on an animal diet but he just couldn't at that time so he had to go through some stuff in order to grow. I will be adding some of his perspective on chapter 11 so stay tuned.
I had no idea what just went happened between us but I was tingling all over. At the same time, I had this anxiety in my chest. It was the strangest combination of pleasure and discomfort. The following day I woke up in a daze. I wanted to call Emma to tell her about what happened but I was scared. I hadn't actually imprinted. This was something similar but different which meant that my imprint was still out there. I had a tendency to follow my sister's every suggestion. Another reason why its good that I left. The problem was that she was going to tell me to forget about him because he wasn't my imprint and I simply couldn't. I wondered what this could be and I got scared. Maybe this wasn't the wolf imprinting because I was never able to phase. What if I couldn't imprint?! Maybe what I felt was my vampire half recognizing my mate. Maybe not, I just needed more time with him to be sure. So I decided to delay telling Emma until I knew what this was.
I didn't realize I never paid for my meal until much later. I felt a little guilty so I wanted to bring him something. Flowers seemed ridiculous so I opted for food. Was it completely stupid to bring a chef food? I really wanted to talk to my sister but I knew better so I looked up a Chilean dish I could actually make and I brought it over to the restaurant during lunch. They opened late on Saturdays but I figures that the chef must get there early to prepare.
I stopped by the restaurant and knocked on the door. I heard movement inside so I knew there was someone there. I smiled when Noah answered the door.
"Hermosa! You're here early." He said with a smile he held the door open for me and I walked in.
"I brought you something to say thank you." I blushed and showed him paper bag I brought with me. He smirked amused and took it. I saw his eyes brighten and his nostrils flare when he opened the bag.
"Charquican!" He said excited.
"Yes. How did you know?" I asked him.
"I'd recognize that scent anywhere. Come on in." He said and led me to the kitchen. The island was full of vegetables that he must have been chopping before I got there. He took the large covered bowl from the bag and opened it.
"It smells like home." He told me with a smile and set the bowl on the table to get a spoon. He took one bite and closed his eyes. After a moment he nodded.
"It tastes like home too." He told me.
"I'm glad. I found the recipe on the internet." He smiled at me and took another bite.
"It is missing one final ingredient. Come." He told me and directed me to the center of the table. He picked up an onion.
"This is a Chilean sweet onion." He told me and held it up for me to smell.
"Its smells good."
"It is." He smirked. He placed the onion on the table next to a knife.
"Go on chef. Finish your masterpiece." He said gesturing for me to chop the onions.
"You'll do a much better job at that than me." I told him but he shook his head. I sighed and took the expensive chef's knife slightly embarrassed. My hands were shaking a bit as I began cutting. I felt him move behind me and suddenly his arms were around me to guide my hands. I gasped. I wasn't expecting it and I accidently cut myself from the show of having his warm hands on my skin.
"Oh no. Are you hurt?" He asked me when I took my thumb in my hand.
"Oh its fine. It was just a little tiny scratch." I said quickly and moved to the side. He looked at my hand holding onto my thumb and his expression changed. He was suddenly very serious.
"Show me." He commanded. I shook my head knowing there would be nothing for him to find.
"It doesn't even hurt. Its probably already closed. Why don't you finish chopping instead?" I said trying to get the focus off me. He looked into my eyes searching for something before he shook his head and smiled.
"Perhaps you are right." He said. I noticed his smile didn't reach his eyes. They were suspicious. He chopped the onion and added it to the Charquican. Finally he took a bite.
"Ah! Now its perfect." He said. He offered me a bite.
"Mmhmm." I hummed as I tasted the delicious dish. He looked at me as I tasted my own dish.
"What?" I asked him nervously. He smiled.
"You are very unique." He noted and took another bite of food.
"Really? How so?" I wondered. His stare was making me feel dizzy again. He smiled in response to my question but again his smile didn't reach his eyes.
"If you don't mind. There is someone else that must taste this perfection. Hijo!" He yelled out. I panicked.
"You have a son?" I asked recognizing the word instantly.
"Yes. Im a single father." He added just as a little boy entered the kitchen. We both turned to him and I felt my world turn upside down. The little boy couldn't be older than ten. He looked just like his father. His scent was different from his father's but only slightly.
"Ven mijo. Taste this." He said, leaning forward and offering a plate to his son. My heart began beating faster and faster as I felt the turmoil brewing inside me.
"Mmm. Charquican." He said and looked at me. The little boy's expression changed and I was certain that he felt the pull too. This couldn't be happening. I felt the weight of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks. It was still muted, but I felt the same imprint-like pull for the boy that I felt for his father. 'No!' I shouted in my head at the same moment I heard a hiss. The boy and I looked at his father. Noah was rigid his face was black but his eyes were furious as he gazed between his son and I. Had I offended him by staring at his son?
"Hijo, why don't you take your food back to the office?" He told him.
"But…" The boy started.
"Ahora Felipe!" Noah said sternly. The boy left and Noah glared at me.
"I'm sorry. Is everything ok?" I asked concerned. Noah shook slightly and in the next instant he had me pinned against the stainless steel fridge. His speed was fast, too fast. He was holding me by my arms against the fridge. Even though I could only feel the pressure, I could tell that his hold was too strong. It didn't hurt me because of my powers but I could also tell he was restraining himself.
"What are you?" I asked him with tears in my eyes. He hissed furiously and I also saw the hurt in his eyes. He seemed like he didn't want to do this.
"I could ask you the same question but I think I know by know when one of you mangy mutts has imprinted." He growled furiously. My eyes widened.
"What?" I said struggling against him. My skin was impenetrable but I wasn't as strong as my sister. I couldn't push him off me but he wasn't hurting me. Seeing that I wasn't going anywhere he let me go but only to place his hands against the fridge on either side of my head. He leaned into me, his eyes ablaze.
"I should have known who you were the moment I saw you. You look like her but you don't smell like them." He said them as if he were saying a curse word. I saw his eyes glisten which made my own tears finally escape.
"Who the hell are you?" I whispered crying. How the hell did he know? He leaned back giving me some space. He began pacing back and forth saying something in his native tongue that was too quick for me to grasp.
"First your father takes away my one chance at happiness and now you come to take my boy! I won't allow this again." He growled his eyes a combination of fury, hurt and fear. I gasped recognizing what he was saying.
"Nahuel?" I asked as the pieces started to fall in place. My mother had rejected him. He came after my father and that's when he and my mother found out daddy had imprinted on her.
"Oh my God!" I said and held my hand over my mouth trying to muffle a sob. Not only did I feel a connection for both father and son but now it turned out that he had tried to kill my father. He glared at me with a look of desperation in his eyes.
"I'm sorry." I whispered. I said heartbroken as the tears streamed down my eyes.
"Sorry? You're going to try to take my son away from me and all you can say is that you're sorry?" He asked me. I shook my head.
"I would never take your son." I told him. He shook his head.
"I tried to kill your father. I am his enemy! Do you think he would ever let me into your life? My son is human. I planned to turn him when he was of age. Your family would never let me turn an imprint!" He told me and then he started cursing. I could hear the fear in his voice.
"I'm not sure he is my imprint." I told him. He glared at me.
"I saw the way you looked at him!" He snapped.
"I know. It was the same way I looked at you…" I told him.
"What the hell are you saying?!" He asked me frustrated.
"I am not a full wolf so I'm not sure that I've imprinted. I feel something strong that pulls me to both of you but I'm not sure… I'm not sure what it is. I never felt this way before." I shook my head.
"That's just fucking priceless!" He spat out angrily. I looked down at the floor not sure what to say.
"I'm venomous so I know it can't be me. But my son is all I have in this world and I am not giving him up. I am not letting you or any wretched wolf be a part of his life. I am taking my son and you are never seeing us again!" He said hatefully. Now it was my turn to be in fear.
"No!" I yelled out desperately. He looked at me and then he shook his head looking away.
"I don't want to hurt you. But if you come after him I will." He said in a low threatening voice. He couldn't even look at me as he said it as if he was ashamed.
"Please… You know what will happen. You know I can't live without my imprint." I begged.
"That's not my fucking problem. The only person I care about is my son!" He yelled out angrily but I could see the regret and uncertainly the moment he looked at me.
"But it can hurt him too. You saw it!" I urged him. He looked worried for a moment but then he shook his head.
"Your mother was a half vampire. My son is human. His connection to you won't be as strong." He said quickly.
"Please… Please don't do this. I am connected to you both so this can hurt you too. I… Losing one of you would be bad enough but loosing you both will kill me. Please Nahuel. I'll do anything." I cried. I could hear the desperation in my voice. He hesitated for a moment.
"What can you possibly offer me?" He said angrily. I thought for a moment and I decided to go for the truth.
"If you leave, I will be destroyed. I will be too weak to block my mind from them and eventually my family will find out what happened. They will come after you and they might take your son if you refuse to return." I told him. Again he was on me, pinning me to the wall this time with all his strength. The pressure he held against my shoulders was stronger but for some reason I still felt like he was holding back.
"Is that a threat?!" He roared at me. I shook my head.
"No. Its an offer. If you stay, if you let me be close to you and Felipe, I can personally guarantee that no one will take him. I can block my mind from my family. I won't let anyone know who you are or what happened. Felipe can grow up and you can turn him just as you had planned. Please Nahuel. I can protect you both. Please let me do this." I begged him. He huffed and let me go. He started pacing again, cursing and talking rapidly in his native tongue. After a long moment he looked at me.
"No one in your family can know we are here and no one can know you have any kind of connection to us." He warned me. I nodded.
"I promise." I said quickly. He approached me and glared into my eyes.
"The second you break your promise I will disappear with my son." He threatened. I nodded.
"No one will know." I whispered. He ran his hand through his head and leaned against the table.
"Go. I have to think about all this and I still have dinner to prep for." He told me.
"Ok but can I come back tomorrow?" I asked him. He glared at me and then he looked away.
"Fine." He said hesitantly.