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Chapter 6

"Oh, no way in hell!" Rosalie hissed, openly glaring at the largest wolf that was in front of all the others, arms crossed over her chest and hip cocked.

"Rosalie, what's the matter?" Carlisle asked, worried about his daughter's sudden pissed off reaction. She knew they were going to be meeting the wolves; it wasn't like Rosalie was being taken by surprise.

"That...that fucking disgusting mongrel…" Rosalie started, struggling to control her disbelief, disgust, and desire-all of which was hitting Jasper pretty hard, to the point where he was struggling not to crumple under the strength of the emotions. "It, she, I-" Really, it was so unlike Rosalie to be unable to state her mind, let alone stutter like some fool. It just made her angrier, but what was she supposed to do? She was facing a wolf, yet her body, her instincts, were screaming mate.

The wolves, overcoming their surprise, started growling loudly at the vampires-well, Rosalie. If it weren't for Bella's iron tight hold on them, they would have started snapping and lunging, possibly breaking the treaty in the process.

Bella was also struggling, of course. Sure, she wanted a new fuckbuddy since she no longer had any, but she definitely didn't want a mate. To make matters worse, her mate was a vampire no less who, for some reason, smelled nothing like sugary bleach but something much, much better.

Not only that, didn't those fucking elders say that imprinting was supposed to be a rare occurrence? For fucks sake, they only had six wolves so far, and now, because of Bella, nearly half of them had imprinted.

"Their alpha imprinted on Rosalie," Edward announced, hoping that would cease the confusion.

The vampires all seemed shocked as they tried to take in the information. Esme was the first to recover and react, turning to Rosalie with a look of gleeful excitement on her face as she realized what this meant for her daughter.

"Oh, Rosalie, this is wonderful news! To think you've finally found your mate!" Esme exclaimed in joy, throwing her arms around Rosalie.

Rosalie didn't even return the hug, furious as she glared at the alpha wolf, who seemed to have a dark look in her eyes as she stared right back at the blonde. Yes, Rosalie had always wanted a mate, wanted to be in love and complete. However, she expected a vampire to be her mate; not a disgusting wolf.

"Perhaps at least one of you can return to human form so we may talk? I believe this will make it easier on all of us," Carlisle suggested when the hostile silence between Rosalie and the wolves continued.

The alpha wolf glanced towards the wolf by her side, and they seemed to communicate for a moment as the rest of the wolves grumbled uneasily, not liking the idea. But then, without much warning, the alpha dashed into the trees.

"What's taking her so long?" Rosalie snapped irritably when quite a while passed and the wolf still didn't come back out, earning some growls.

"It appears that they came without any clothing," Edward explained, having picked the thought from one of the wolves' minds. "The alpha has to jog back to where one of her stashes are, get dressed, and come back."

Only a few moments after Edward spoke, a long limbed gorgeous girl with long dark brown hair, tanned skin, and dark eyes jogged out of the trees, dressed only in jeans and a sports bra. "Sup?" the girl said as she stopped in the spot she had been standing in as a wolf only minutes earlier.

Mate! Rosalie's instincts screeched at her, which made Rosalie tremble with anger. She didn't care how gorgeous the girl was, she was still a wolf, and Rosalie wanted nothing to do with her.

As she thought this, the alpha glanced towards Rosalie, eyes dark and a frown on her face, and Rosalie hissed back. This made all of the wolves snarl and snap, but they quickly calmed themselves due to Jared's words and Bella's influence.

"Hello," Carlisle said, the first of the vampires to speak as he tried to keep the peace. "I am Carlisle. This is my mate Esme, Edward, Alice and her mate Jasper, Emmett and his mate Violet, and Rosalie...who is apparently your imprint."

"Hot," Emmett muttered, earning him a warning smack from Violet, but it didn't do much to scold him.

The alpha let out a small, displeased snarl at the mention that Rosalie was her mate, making Rosalie grow back in reply, pissed that the alpha reacted that way. Just because Rosalie was disgusted and wanted nothing to do with the alpha didn't mean that the alpha could just act the same way.

"Right," Carlisle said, clearing his throat uncomfortably. "And you are?"

"Bella," Bella replied shortly, clearly unhappy. Sure, she had wanted a new fuck buddy, but not a fucking mate! A fucking vampire mate. She never wanted a mate, let alone one who seemed to be a fucking blonde bitch. A bitch who Bella already wanted to please, to make her happy and get her to smile.

Fuck that. Bella was going to fight her imprint desires even if it killed her.

"Look," Rosalie said scathingly. "I want nothing to do with you; in fact, you're the last thing on earth I want to do anything with. So all you have to do is stay away from me after we have this stupid talk, and that's that. Got it?"

"You think I'm happy to have imprinted on you?" Bella shot back, voice raising over the snarls from her pack. "Hell, you're the last one I would've wanted to imprint with too! Your bitchiness and vampiness aside, I don't even like blondes! They're like the least attractive out of everyone."

"Excuse me?" Rosalie growled. She couldn't believe the mutt had dared to insult her about her looks, of all things.

"Uh oh," Alice muttered under her breath, grabbing Jasper's hand, not just for her sake, but for his. All of the furious emotions of the wolves, especially the emotions of Rosalie and the alpha, weren't exactly doing anything to help her mate.

"I'm sorry to interrupt," Carlisle started, breaking up the glaring match between the two. "But we are here to confirm that the treaty is still in place, correct? Perhaps we can take care of other issues at a later date."

"Right," Bella said with a huff, focusing on the coven leader. "You know where the treaty line is, right?"

"Of course we do," Rosalie hissed, continuing to glare at Bella. "We're not stupid, unlike you mutts have proven to be over the years."

"Rosalie!" Esme gasped, appalled at her daughter's words, but Rosalie didn't even glance at her.

A growl slipped out of Bella's throat, and her entire body started to shake as her eyes snapped back towards her imprint. "Well I'll have you know," Bella muttered, as deadly calm as she could, "That I don't give a fuck about what you've seen of us in the past. My pack is different, and we won't put up with any bullshit, me being the first female alpha or not." Because everyone always thought that girls, especially girls in positions of power, were always weaker or less capable than guys. Bella had experienced this mentality herself over the years-until she pounded their faces in. "You pull any shit, and we'll come for you."

"And what do you mean by that?" Rosalie snapped back, taking a step towards the alpha. Thankfully she didn't make it far, as both Emmett and Alice quickly jumped in to hold her back before she did something stupid, like walk right past the treaty line to get into Bella's face.

Seeing the challenge in Rosalie's eyes made the alpha start to shake harder. Her wolf was begging to be let out, but Bella refused to lose control-refused to end up becoming anything like Sam. "I mean that if you cross our border, drink from humans, change a human, or even so much as fucking harm a human, then we'll kill you," she stated, glaring right into Rosalie's eyes.

"Let's see you try, mutt," Rosalie snarled, trying to take another step forward, only to once again be stopped.

"We won't try-we'll succeed," Bella swore, because Rosalie just pissed her off that fucking much.

Behind her, her wolves snarled and howled in agreement, adding to Bella's threat, not to mention just adding to the dramatic moment in general.

"I promise you, we will do nothing to break the treaty," Carlisle tried to assure Bella, but Bella wasn't so sure. This disbelief wasn't born out of prejudice; it was born out of the belief that Rosalie seriously appeared to want to kill Bella, and the alpha didn't doubt that she'd jump the border just to get a crack at her.

Of course, if Rosalie ever wanted to fight, Bella would be glad to do so; she'd even waive the treaty momentarily as alpha so they could go at it...without clothes...right there on the ground…

The vampire named Edward gave Bella a weird, uneasy glance, and it was then that Bella realized that this was the vampire who could apparently read minds. She also realized where her mind had gone to, and her eyes widened, then narrowed with anger.

Fuck! Without thinking, Bella slammed her fist into a nearby tree. With a resounding crack, her fist broke right through the trunk, and the tree started to fall. Jared had to jump out of the way to avoid getting attacked by it.

Oops.

"Oh, showing off now are you? Trying to intimidate us? Well if you think that you're tough, wait until you see what a vampire is capable of," Rosalie said.

Oh, no, she did not just say that her little prima donna body was actually stronger than Bella's. Damn it, that was a direct hit to Bella's pride, a hit Bella couldn't let slide. "Really now? Wanna bet?" She stepped forward, but Jared was suddenly in front of her, body blocking her view and eyes pleading with hers.

"Rose, please, calm down. You keep this up, and things will only get worse," Alice pleaded, having already seen just how bad things could get.

Rosalie was about to argue, but then, seeing how tense the wolves and her family had become, realized the danger she herself was putting them in. She deflated, but with a huff, crossed her arms over her chest. "Fine. Hopefully after this, we won't have to ever deal with these mutts again."

"Call us that one more time leech!" Bella snarled, having heard the word. While the saner part of her was telling her to calm down, her rage was high, and just like how she wouldn't let her own pride take a hit, she wasn't about to let anyone talk shit about her or her wolves either. They were hers, and she was going to protect them as best as she could, whether she be protecting them from words or actions.

"What the hell did you just call me?" Rosalie screeched.

"Well, I believe it is time to go. If we feel the need to talk to you again, we will contact you or your elders," Carlisle said hurriedly, and before Bella could do more than blink, the vampires were retreating, Jasper-who must have traded places with his tiny mate-and Emmett holding a struggling Rosalie between them. And they were fast. Not to mention the look in Rosalie's eyes was murderous, and she looked beyond fucking hot in that moment. But Bella would be damned if she ever admitted to it.

She stared after them for a long time. Her instincts were howling to follow and soothe her mate, which just proved how stupid her instincts were-even if following didn't break the treaty, if Bella were to do so, Rosalie would definitely do everything she could to rip Bella to shreds. What part of she'll try to kill me didn't her instincts understand?

At one point, Jared nudged her from behind, letting out a soft whine. Bella shook herself out of whatever state she was in and focused on her pack.

"Come on. Let's get out of here," Bella muttered, right before she shifted in a burst of cloth and fur before taking off into the woods. Even her mind was strangely silent, which worried her packmates greatly. Paul didn't even make a single joke about anything that occurred, which was really saying something.

The sad thing was, Bella couldn't just go home and sulk, or go out into the woods and hit stuff. Instead, she had to go straight back to the Elders to report, stopping only for her to change into human form and grab some clothes after she dismissed the wolves with a promise to talk about everything that happened the next day.

It wasn't long before Bella was standing in front of the Elders, giving an unnecessarily long play by play at the Elders' insistence, ignoring the worried looks Charlie was giving her. However, as she told them what happened, she left some things out. These things included Bella imprinting on Rosalie, Bella nearly losing control, and the long drawn out verbal sparring match they had, because that would have led back to the imprinting. Overall, the vamps, save for Rosalie of course, had seemed pretty cordial, almost nice, in the little bit Bella had heard them speak.

The Elders were in an uproar about the Edward vamp being able to read minds, which was something Bella guessed their legends and history texts didn't tell them about. It just seemed so bad to them-and, honestly, to Bella too-that they wouldn't let it go. And if Edward had a gift, what was to say that all of the vampires couldn't do something special?

Bella just stood there, abnormally calm and composed, as everything else in the meeting room went to hell, watching it all happen like she would watch TV. Although, only a few men proved to be worth any form of entertainment.

"I told you! I told you those vampires were trouble! Something must be done!" Quil Sr shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Like what?" Billy demanded, sounding almost hysterical, which at any other time Bella would have found hilarious.

"Like send in the wolves! Those vampires need to be put down!" Quil Sr, once again, sounding like an idiot.

"You mean we should send in untrained children, one of which is only fourteen? None of them have even fought a vampire before, let alone killed one, and you want us to send in our wolves to kill eight of them? We'd be sending our kids to their deaths!" Charlie shouted back at the fat old man.

"As of now, they prove to be no threat," Billy said as he struggled to calm himself. "They have agreed to continue to follow the treaty, and they only drink from animals."

"But how do you know that?" Quil Sr shot at Billy, sounding almost accusing.

"Bella? Were all of the vampires' eyes gold?" Billy asked, turning calmly towards the alpha wolf.

"Yeah," Bella said. Each pair of eyes had been a pretty bright gold, actually-especially a certain blonde's...no! Don't let your mind wander back to her damn it! Don't let her win!

"Well, there we go," Billy said as he turned back to Quil Sr, not noticing Bella's inner struggle. "As long as their eyes are yellow, that proves that they only drink from animals. Only those with red eyes drink from humans."

"Fine," Quil Sr huffed, dropping his argument, although he was clearly displeased to be doing so.

"Well, with that settled," Charlie started, giving his daughter another glance. "Perhaps Bella can go home and rest?"

Bella shot a thankful glance at her father, but that was quickly replaced by anger by none other than Quil Sr.

"Rest? Why does she need to rest if she doesn't do anything?" Quil Sr demanded, apparently not willing to become any less of a pain in the ass.

"Because I do a lot of shit, you old fart," Bella snarled, taking a threatening step towards the man as her body started to shake, the rage that had been contained since her meeting with Rosalie threatening to spill over. "While all you do is sit on your ass, complain and talk a bunch of crap, and drink until you end up in a stupor. Well you know what? Some day, your karma is going to catch up to you, and I'll be laughing on your grave."

"Bella! Home, now!" Charlie snapped, alarm clear in his face and voice as many of the Elders gasped. Quil Sr actually puffed up, acting like he was going to try to fight back.

For a long moment, Bella stood her ground, her entire body shaking with the desire to change as she glared into Quil Sr's eyes. Daring him to swing, daring him to try something...then he'd see just how dangerous the big bad wolf was. And of course, she didn't budge an inch, not until Quil Sr looked away and shrunk back, muttering something about damned brats.

"I believe it would be best that you leave, Bella," Billy said, sounding almost gentle in his approach.

With a low growl, Bella turned and ran. She also ruined her third pair of clothes for the day as she let her wolf free and shifted mid-run. A few of her pack-Jared, Leah, and Sam-were still wolves, probably waiting for her to shift just in case. They were a little insistent, asking if she needed to talk or some stupid shit, but that wasn't Bella. Bella didn't talk about her feelings; she just acted. And she wasn't about to start now, so she ignored them or told them to shut the fuck up, because she wasn't in the mood.

Once home, she shifted to human, took her anger out on the surrounding trees-without even putting on any clothes, because she didn't want to bother and didn't give a fuck who saw, since they would know that she was pissed and not to mess with her. Then, finally all tired out, Bella went to bed.

The entire fucking time, the wolf part of her was clawing at her, telling her to go to Rosalie's side. It took Bella hours of struggling and fighting the pull to get to sleep, and she wasn't happy.

Even in sleep, Rosalie called to her.

Rosalie was beyond pissed.

Ever since she left that fucking mutt, her emotions felt doubled, which meant she felt twice the fury. To make matters worse, her instincts were screaming at her, telling her to go back, to find Bella, to mate.

At one point, Rosalie was sure she had calmed down, but then a sudden spike of rage caught her off guard, followed by anguish, and it was then that she realized that she was actually feeling Bella's emotions.

What in the actual fuck. There had to be a way to turn this off, right? Rosalie didn't care what Bella was feeling. If anything, Rosalie just wanted to punish Bella for fate deciding they were meant to be.

Her instincts seemed to think differently though; they were telling her to go to Bella, to help her, to make her feel better. It was driving Rosalie crazy.

Then Edward was actually stupid enough to approach her and told Rosalie of Bella's thoughts; that Bella desired her, thought about her, and even thought about how hot Rosalie looked when pissed.

Edward, of course, thought that this would make Rosalie feel better. However, he quickly realized how wrong he was and escaped to Angela, barely keeping all of his limbs attached.

By then, everyone knew it was best to avoid Rosalie, and to not even walk by her room after she stormed upstairs and slammed the door.

Who cared if that fucking mutt thought about her? Wanted her? Just the thought of Bella touching her with even so much as a pinky made Rosalie want to hurl. And if Bella actually dared to touch her with her entire hand, with its stupid long, slender, skilled fingers...Rosalie would kill her.

What kind of person forgot about clothing when she knew she was coming to a meeting, anyways? Bella probably just wanted an excuse to show off her six pack. She seemed like the egotistical bad girl type, what with her gorgeous looks and taunting smile.

Ugh! Rosalie had to kill her. It wouldn't be that big of a deal, anyways; surely there was another girl out there for Rosalie. Another mate.

Yeah. Who would want a tall, dark, and sexy alpha wolf as a mate anyways? An infuriating wolf, with a disgusting stench-although she didn't actually smell bad, not like the others.

No. What was Rosalie thinking? The girl smelled disgusting, absolutely disgusting. And that was final. No room for compromise.

Rosalie, who had up until that point been pacing, fell back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. Worst of all, she felt like shit; the pull towards Bella was stronger than ever before, and Rosalie didn't even know why.

That bitch is probably just sleeping through it all, without a care in the world, Rosalie thought bitterly. Well guess what? If I ever lay my eyes on you, I'm going to make you pay. Somehow, someway...I swear it.

Once she thought her promise, she let herself imagine all sorts of scenarios to torture Bella for being her mate. She didn't even notice when her thoughts took a less violent, and a much more sexual turn of her "punishing" her mate.

That is, until Edward came back. Thinking that Rosalie was getting used to the idea, he broached the subject with her, and suddenly, Rosalie had a new subject to focus her ire on.

Alice didn't even have the chance to warn him as every single thing Edward would find horrible was forced upon him using Rosalie's thoughts. Because of his misstep, the poor boy was in mental agony for hours.

Now, if only Rosalie could do the same to that cocky, smart assed alpha; then she'd be getting somewhere.