I stared at myself in the full body mirror. I was in the bathroom, and the last time I stood here staring at myself, I had Leah come over to help me dress up for my first date with Paul. I still get goosebumps thinking about that night. I remember hoping that I wouldn't throw up and embarrass myself. That night was the first night where I really felt like myself.

I can't believe it's been over a few months since Paul and I started dating. We were going strong. After confessing to everyone about our relationship, everything after that was smooth sailing. It took a few months before everyone was comfortable with it. That, and the fact that Jacob was now the new Alpha.

"Paul, come here and tell me what you think of this one," I smoothed the dress out, waiting for him to come. "Paul?" I walked out of the bathroom and into our bedroom. He was laying on the bed, phone in hand. The sounds coming from his phone reminded me of Trivia Crack.

He glanced up at me. "Hey, do you know which continent is also an island?"

"Australia?"

He grinned. "Take that, Jared!"

I crossed my arms, waiting for his attention.

Paul noticed my silence. "You're smart, babe."

"And that's probably why I'm graduating from college today."

He set his phone back on the night stand. "Bella, that's like the sixth dress you've tried on in the past hour. I didn't even know you had that's many dresses."

"I have to look nice for today."

"You could wear a paper bag with duct tape around as a belt and you'd still look sexy as hell," He held his arms out, inviting me. I slowly made my way and sat next to him on the bed. He wrapped his arms around me. "I know this is a big day for you, but don't stress over your outfit. Remember, people are going to be applauding your accomplishments, not your dress."

I couldn't help but smile. "Since when did you become so wise?"

"When I started dating a college woman," He laughed, kissing my cheek.

It felt good to be able to kiss Paul and not worry if anyone's going to see us. After they all found out, we didn't hold back our affections. Every time we kiss or show each other love, it was always passionate. Quil started carrying a spray bottle with him, squirting us every time he felt uncomfortable.

Paul pulled away from the kiss a moment later. I frowned, slightly disappointed. "What's wrong?"

"One, if I keep kissing you, we're going to be late for your graduation. Two, I'm a little beat. Your crazy best friend had me run the area four times last night and I was only nice about it because I didn't want him to get upset, and I knew that would upset you."

"It's okay to say no."

He stared at me, ticked off. "That's a lot of bullshit right there."

"What do you mean?" I pulled away from him. I kind of knew what he meant; I had been trying to get them to talk, to be civil.

Paul laced his fingers together. "'Baby, you don't have to be Jacob's beta, but just try to get along. It would be easier for you, for him, and for everyone else." He imitated me.

"Okay, for one, I don't sound like a prepubescent boy. And secondly, I didn't say that. I just said maybe it would be good for you two to work things out. If he's the pack's Alpha, you'll be seeing each other a lot. It just seems like something should change before someone gets killed."

"If I wanted him dead, he'd be dead," Paul rolled his eyes. "I'm too tired to kill him."

I smirked. "You weren't too tired the other night..."

Paul winked. "Oh, I'm never too tired for that." His voice got deep as he leaned into kiss my neck. The warmth of his touch made my breathing hitch.

He kept kissing, his tongue poking out every now and then. When he started nipping at my neck, I darted my eyes over to the clock. We still had two hours before we needed to be there. So, I grabbed his face and started kissing him square on his lips. I just couldn't get enough of this man. His brought his hand to my waist, squeezing me. He bit my lip, a small moan emitting from his throat.

Fuck, he knew that turned me on. I smiled against his lips as I sneakily snaked my hand under his shirt, my nails lightly scratching his shoulder blade. He let out a small growl. He changed positions; lifting me off the bed, standing behind me.

"To tell you the truth, I like you better without this dress on," His lips were behind my ear, his words barely a whisper.

He started stripping me, starting off with the spaghetti strap. He slid both of them off my shoulders, kissing the bare skin. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the feel of his hands touching, his lips pressing against me. Soon I realized - and I don't know how he did it - but I was naked, my panties on the floor next to our feet. I knew what this meant; he was going to be rough.

Don't get me wrong, I love it when he's sweet and gentle. But sometimes I liked seeing his wild side.

He pressed me against the bed, laying me flat on my stomach. He used his knee to spread my legs, his hand placed tenderly on my ass. I felt his cock poke me. Without warning, he slid in.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" I shouted, grabbing fistfuls of bed sheets. He was unmerciful, fucking be hard, fast.

"Tell me you're mine, Bella," He demanded, huskily. I could barely form words. Each of his thrusts knocked the air right out of my lungs. "Tell me!"

When I couldn't say anything, he reached a knew level of rough. He tugged on my hair, only hard enough to get my attention. "Tell me, Bella, tell me!"

I grinned, my eyes still closed. I loved this. He could hear my breathing catch, and immediately knew that I was deliberately holding back. He kissed between my shoulder blades, slowing his pace until I was on the edge of begging for more.

"Fuck, Paul! I'm yours!"

With one last final thrust, he and I came at the same time - something that doesn't happen too often. He collapsed on the bed beside me, looking into my eyes.

"God, woman, you really love pushing my wolf, don't ya?" He snuggled into my side.

I checked the clock. How the fuck did an hour pass so quickly?!

"Shit, I'm going to be late!"

Paul jumped off the bed. "Don't worry, we'll get you there on time."

After we both got dressed and hopped into the truck, Paul sped to the ceremony like it was a race.

As we pulled up into the parking lot, there were no spots left. He stopped the car at the entrance.

"Go, I'll figure something out."

I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before running out of the truck and into the building. My classmates were just starting to line up. I grabbed my cap and gown from the hanger, shrugged it on, and took my place in line. The organizers started guiding us to our seats, and on our way, I made eye contact with my dad.

I waved, a prideful smile on my face as the pack, who were sitting behind Charlie, all nudged each other.

As the ceremony began, I couldn't help the tears welling up in my eyes as the names were called one by one, each walking up on stage, and posing for the camera. When it was my turn, my heart was about to leap out of my chest. I stood up on that stage, staring into the crowd of people, but I only really paid attention to where my family was. Paul stood up, clapping. And if I wasn't mistaken, there were tears in his eyes.

Not to sound conceited, but I probably had the loudest applause out of everyone. It was because of the pack; their cheering practically overpowered everyone as they applauded.

I never knew my life would end up the way it did; a new job that I'll be starting on the rez, becoming friends with the most unlikely people, and finding my life partner. I finally had the big, happy family that I've always wanted. It was beyond surreal, something that I never thought would happen.

After the ceremony, Charlie and the pack gave me hugs, showering me with compliments and well wishes. I turned to Paul, who held a small box in his hands.

"What's this? I thought we agreed no gifts?"

He lifted it, and I gasped, thinking he was going to ask me a life-changing question.

"Jesus, Bella, calm down, that's not what I'm going to ask," He cocky smile plastered his face.

When the box opened, my heart felt like it was going to explode. It was a key.

"Bella, will you move in with me?"

I giggled, pulling him into a hug. "You know my answer."

Hey my little readers,

How is everyone weekend going? My been beautiful and so nice out. I'm so happy spring is here! What does everything think about this update?

I have some bad and good news for you guys. I think this is the end of this story but if you guys what me to write an epilogue I will and I'll have it up by this Friday. So if you guys want one let me know.

And give me some ideas what you guy would like to see in the epilogue. Like Bella and Paul married in few years or just them on moving day. Leave your comment and maybe I'll use some the ideas.

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