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PPOV.

"Wait Bella wait!" I shouted as I watched her jog away from me down first beach. I smiled as I heard her giggles echoing in the wind. She truly was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The urge to touch her was so strong that I propelled my body forward and had my arms around her waist within seconds. Bella sighed and melted into my embrace giving no attempt at resistance.

"Caught you." I growled playfully into her ear. Grinning as I heard her heart begin to beat rapidly, it was wonderful knowing that I had the same effect on her that she had on me.

"And what do you intend to do to me now that you have me baby?" I shivered at her sultry tone shocked to my core that she was so confident and sexy and all mine.

"Well beautiful you're just going to have to wait and see aren't you?" I breathed against her neck pressing gentle kisses against her skin with each word that left my mouth. I'd never been so at peace in my life. The waves crashed gently against the shore as I lowered my goddess down onto the sand, kneeling gently over her I took a moment to drink her in, Christ she was so beautiful.

"Bella …" I breathed leaning towards her fully intending on reaching her lips.

"Wake up man! You're late for patrol…" The sound of Embry's voice ripped me from undoubtedly the best dream I had ever had.

"Get the hell out." I snarled angry that I had to return to reality, the reality where I'd just about screwed up every chance of ever having a relationship with Bella. I knew the pack had told her that I was an asshole, but asshole didn't even cover the way I had acted towards her. But fuck imprinting was confusing I mean I was desperate for her in every way possible but there was this small part of me that was determined that I didn't need anyone I was a survivor, a lone wolf if you wanted some form of sick humour.

"Come on dude Sam's gunna have my ass if you don't hurry up." I sighed not bothering to put on any clothes jogged outside and phased running into the woods to begin the perimeter check. The sooner that was over, the sooner I could attempt to make some headway with Bella.

I could hear Embry jogging somewhere behind but he didn't even bother attempting to make conversation which I was happy for, he was too busy thinking about his imprint and he was pissed at me for the way I acted to yesterday, hell I don't think there was anyone on the reservation who wasn't ready to kick my ass. I really hoped that I didn't run into the elders anytime soon.

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An hour later the perimeter had been run three times and I was pretty certain the red headed leech wasn't lurking around, I ran back to Sam's place and nabbed a pair of cut offs from the box heading off to find a bush somewhere to phase behind. I was anxious to see Bella, desperate to see how she was coping. My chest ached as I thought of her, my new found weakness making me a little angry. I knew it wasn't her fault though, she couldn't control fate.

I pushed the door open and walked in gingerly, I'd lost my confident stride, nerves kicking in as I realised that I had a shit load of grovelling to do if any of the pack were going to help me. I hated having to ask for help.

Following the voices into the kitchen I turned the corner and let out a lung full of air, disappointment flooding through me as I realised that Bella wasn't here.

"She's not here man, she was work until two." Quil stated. It was clear from his tone that he was still pissed.

"Oh, okay thanks." My reply was feeble. I felt lost, I knew that the pack weren't fond of the idea of me hanging around but yet I was dying to wait here for Bella knowing this would be the first place she'd come.

"We'll tell her you stopped by." Sam suggested effectively dismissing me.

"Thanks Man." I mumbled and left, deciding to take a slow walk home. Walking at human pace would take about twenty minutes, thirty if I took a detour via the beach.

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The closer I got to my house the more pungent the smell of stale alcohol became. I began to shake as I processed what this meant. My father was here. The one man I had spent most of my life running from, the sole reason that I was so angry and cut off. This man had been the reason for my mother's death. He was the only man of whom I was truly afraid. Terror ran through me as I thought of him and the way he had treated me as a child, constantly drilling into me that I wasn't even worth the dirt on the bottom of his shoes, I was a nobody an accident a failure and I would never find someone who would accept me for me, because I was worthless.

The fact that I was a werewolf was irrelevant; this man could make me feel small no matter the size of the giant creature I could morph into. I had loved my mother so deeply and he had taken her from me and he carried not the slightest hint of apology.

I had to get him out of here. Out of my life for good before he caused more damage than he already had and I knew the damage would be irreversible. I was hanging on to my sanity by a thread and he had the power to cut that thread with ease.

Squaring my shoulders I climbed the steps to my front door and kicked the door open. The fucker was sat in my chair watching the television as if he were welcome here. I snarled mentally as he didn't react to my presence.

"Get out" I had nothing more to say to him. All I wanted was to see him walk away and never return.

I was met with silence as I watched him lift a bottle to his lips and take a huge swig.

"Get the fuck out now!" My shaking increased tenfold.

"Is that a threat son? You know you can't make me do anything, you're too scared. You're weak, pathetic just like she was."

A menacing growl escaped my lips, how dare he even mention my mother, it was wrong that he was even able to talk about her, she had been far too good for him, too good for the life she was given.

"Do you know son, you owe me, for all the money I spent on raising you, and it's time you paid up." I laughed at the audacity of the statement.

"First of all, I'm no son of yours, we may share the same DNA but you're no father of mine. Second I owe you nothing you never raised me you just sat back and watched as Mom did you asshole." I was angry, the corners of my vision clouding red.

"You're right boy, you're just like you're mother, weak…pathetic…spineless…worthless and a complete failure. You're going nowhere in this world boy, no one will ever want you, no one will ever accept you because you don't deserve these things you little waste of space, you're everything she was a perfect example of everything that's wrong with the world, you're a weak little runt and I should've had rid of you when I had the chance, just like I should have with your mother, caused me so much trouble that woman…"

His voice faded into the back ground as memories of my mother flooded my mind, not good memories though, memories of the fights, the shouting, the bruises, the lies she told to protect me and finally the memories of the day she gave up, the day she left me, took her own life to escape the same monster that was in my front room. My back hit the wall and I slid down to the flood whimpering in shame, she would be so disappointed if she could see me now, I couldn't even fight for her.

"That's right boy, you're a coward, a worthless little piece of shit. You disgrace me look at you, could you be any more pathetic. Sniffling like a little baby whose mommy can't even come and save them because their mommy was just as pitiful as they are. You've got no one boy you need me, you're alone in this world without me."

I wanted so desperately to believe he was wrong, but he wasn't I had no one, I had successfully pushed them all away turning into what I hated the most…him.

"That's where you're wrong sir." The voice of my angel carried through the room. Shocking us both, my head snapped up and I gasped as I realised this was really happening Bella was stood in the doorway looking as angry and determined as she had yesterday when she confronted me.

"I suggest you shut your mouth if you know what's got for you." Apparently my father had found his voice again.

Bella laughed without a trace of humour, "Did you honestly think you can say things like that and just get away with it? Paul doesn't need you, no one needs you because you sir are the one's who's worthless, don't think I haven't heard about you? You're the pathetic one who's alone. Paul has a whole bunch of people who have his back and you, you have no one… not one single person and I bet that's what scares you the most, you silly little man, you'll never know what love and friendship feels like because you just threw them away dismissing them as pathetic feelings, but let me tell you, you'll never control Paul, you never have and as long as I'm around you never will."

I was stunned; I honestly had no words to describe the perfect creature that had just defended me against the only man who had any power over me. The beautiful girl who I had so carelessly dismissed yesterday had just confronted this monster and stuck up for me when no one else would, Sam was right I truly didn't deserve her; she was far too perfect for me.

"Oh little girl you have no idea who you're messing with." My father was angry, really angry he had the same look on his face that he did when he would beat my mother. I jumped up ready to protect my girl, nothing would harm her, especially not the man who had harmed my life so much already.

"Neither do you apparently. If you had any sense, you won't lay a finger on me. You'll leave now and never bother us or anyone on this reservation again. No one wants you here, no one ever has and no one ever will. You're alone sir and I feel sorry for you." The calmness of her voice was almost scary; I didn't understand how she could portray so little emotion.

"Why you little…" I caught my father's first before it had the chance to strike her. With ease I twisted his arm behind his back lifting him from the floor, my new found strength spanning from my desire to protect my mate. I wasn't afraid anymore, Bella was here and that was all the courage I needed.

I carried my father outside dumping him at the bottom of the steps I towered over him and finally let free the words I had been desperate to say to him for years. "Leave. Get out of here, you have no control over me or anyone, hell look at you, you don't even have control over yourself and you call me pathetic. If I ever see you around here again or anywhere near Bella I won't hesitate to end you. Go."

With that I turned my back on the quivering mess that was my father and headed back into my house. I was shaking but not with anger, with elation finally I had faced my demons and come out stronger all thanks to Bella, my angel who was standing in the living room nervously twisting her hair around her finger. Her eyes met mine as I walked into the room and my world stopped again, this woman had allowed me to remove the monster from my life and I was free. I was so overcome with emotion that I knew I was never going to form a coherent sentence. So I went with the one thing I was absolutely sure of…her.

"Bella" I whispered, my voice hoarse with emotion. I was free yet, I was lost. I had no idea who I was and I needed someone to guide me. Tentatively I reached out toward her, praying that she would guide me, show me how to be what she needed.

To my relief she slipped her hand into mine and squeezed gently. Catching my eye she smiled slightly, "It's going to be okay Paul, I promise."

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