Just The
Beginning
Chapter 1
Sad eyes stared at the grave marker.
It had been two years and nothing seemed to feel different and
nothing had changed.
It was the same day in and day out.
Everyone was just two years older.
A howl from the forest brought him from his personal thoughts as his
nearly black eyes glanced towards the group of trees surrounding the
cemetery. Paul frowned as he leaned over
and placed the white roses on her grave. “I miss you.” His voice was thick with emotion and partial
anger. He pushed his emotions aside as
he heard another howl and then a growl to his left. His head snapped towards the growl as he
glared at the brown wolf staring at him with tons of attitude. “I know Jared
I’m coming.” He addressed the wolf.
Paul’s eyes wondered back to the grave marker as he sighed heavily.
“I’ll see you later.” His hand reached
out and brushed some cut grass from the heart shaped head stone as he turned
and jogged towards the trees. Once he
was hidden by the trees he dropped his shorts and tied them around his right
leg and felt the fire zip down his spine as silvery fur replaced his tan
skin. He let out an answering howl as he
fell in step running alongside Jared.
‘It’s not getting any easier
is it?’ Jared questioned his best friend.
Paul’s gave a sideway glance to his best friend since birth as they
patrolled the Forks/La Push border. ‘I
don’t know if it’s getting easier or harder; then again it might not be
changing at all.’
‘I wish there was something I
could do to help. I really don’t like
seeing you so down. It’s been two years
bro.’ Jared pointed out.
‘Yea I know.’ Paul hated that Jared knew
him so well, but loved him like family because he’s always been there for him.
‘Were all going to Doc’s diner
in town when we get off patrol; you should join us. I mean you gotta eat like the rest of us.’ Jared gave him a wolfie
smirk.
Paul coughed out a chuckle. ‘Yea
I guess so.’ As he nudged Jared’s shoulder with his own; they both chuckled
as they continued patrolling.
“Oh my goodness Kim, the ring is so beautiful.” A female voice gushed.
Kim smiled as she nodded. “Thank you. I can’t believe he finally asked me.”
“Well he had to make sure you both were ready.” Another voice said.
Kim stood and let the other waitresses gush over her new engagement
ring before she turned to go clock in for work.
She walked through the swinging door as she was tying an apron around
her waist and saw Mila standing over at the end of the counter alone refilling
the salt and pepper shakers for all the tables.
“Hey Mila. How are you doing?” Kim smiled sweetly.
Mila smiled as she screwed the caps on the salt shakers. “Good. I see Jared finally asked you to marry
him. I’m happy for ya Kim. You deserve it.” Mila stated genuinely.
Kim’s smile widened as she looked down at her ring with heart shaped eyes. She
watched as Mila walked off with the tray as she placed the salt and pepper
shakers back on the tables; making sure to wipe the table off with the slightly
wet cloth hanging from the back pocket of her jeans. Kim noticed Mila still
seemed melancholy. She’d showed up about six weeks ago out of thin air; Doc had
let the staff know his grand-daughter would be coming to live with him and work
at the diner. Mila was extremely quiet and had kept to herself. Kim had invited
her on more than a few occasions to join her at the bonfires, but Mila always
declined; never giving a reason or excuse. She always said ‘no thank you’ ever
so politely and then would walk away.
As the sunset, Mila walked around the diner and pulled the blinds up on the
windows. She had pulled her waist length hair up into a ponytail earlier when
it was getting in her face, but now it was giving her a headache as she pulled
the hair tie free and let her brunette hair with the blonde streaks flow free.
She rubbed her temples to relieve the tension that was building from keeping it
in a ponytail. She was sitting at the end of the counter as she was refilling
the ketchup, mustard and mayo squeeze bottles.
Mila looked up as a group of guys walked in. They were tall, buff and tan. She
watched with amusement in her eyes as Kim skipped, hopped and then bounced
across the floor and into one of the large gentlemen’s arms. He put her in a
lip lock that could’ve curled Mila’s toes had she been standing next to them.
The next girl to bounce over to one of the tall, buff and tan guys was Serena
as she walked over and the guy she stood in front of leaned over as their
foreheads connected she smirked evilly at him and jumped and he caught her in
mid air as her legs wrapped around his waist as his hands gripped the back of
her thighs and he carried her outside. No doubt to perform a little mouth to
mouth resuscitation on each other.
“Mila, come meet Jared.” Kim’s voice brought Mila out of her own thoughts as
Kim’s hand touched Mila’s forearm.
Mila looked at Kim as she nodded. “Okay, lead the way.” Mila laughed slightly
as Kim’s radiant smile re-appeared on her face as Kim took a hold of her hand
and led her over to the group of rowdy men.
Kim walked over as she pulled Mila behind her. “Ok you guys calm down.” She
gave a few of them the evil eye and they got quiet rather quickly. “I want you
guys to meet Mila. She’s Doc’s grand-daughter and she’s staying in La Push for
a while.” Kim noticed Mila was chewing on her bottom lip and seemed somewhat
nervous.
Mile smiled as the guy Kim was smooching before pulled her onto his lap as he
blew raspberries on her neck and she squealed out and smacked his chest as he chuckled
at her outburst. “So this must be the infamous Jared Cameron.”
Kim stood up off his lap as he stood up chuckling. “Yes ma’am that is me. I see
my fiancé has been talking about me again. It’s nice to finally meet you Mila.
Kim talks about you as well.”
Jared shook her hand gently and the warmth from his hand traveled up her arm.
“Nice to meet you as well Jared and you’re right Kim does talk about you.
Probably far more then you think she does.” Mila smirked at Kim when her cheeks
flushed red.
Jared chuckled again as he leaned down and kissed the top of Kim’s
head. After which he sat back down in
his chair and pulled Kim back onto his lap.
Mila could tell how happy the couple was. She felt a twinge of jealousy and an even
bigger twinge of sadness. Her own
happiness at the level as Jared and Kim was long gone.
“By the way Mila, these knuckleheads over here; that’s Quil Ateara,
Seth Clearwater, The guy who went to go let his lips and tongue get acquainted
with Serena’s was Jacob Black, and that is Paul Lahote.”
Paul looked up at the girl who Kim referred to as Mila and noticed
something different about her. Her eyes
looked into his and he noticed there was a sadness in
them that almost matched his.
Mila smiled softly. “It’s really nice to meet all of you. If you’ll excuse me I have to finish
stocking.”
Paul watched as she walked away and his eyes traveled to Kim.
“What’s her story?”
Kim frowned. “I’m not sure.
Doc came to us six weeks ago and said his grand-daughter would be
joining us, but never said why and I don’t really think anyone has asked her
either. Sometimes on her breaks I can
hear her crying in the ladies room. I
invited her to the few bonfires’ we’ve had the last six weeks but she always
declines with no excuse or reason.”
Paul’s eyes traveled over to her once again. “Does anyone know how
old she is?”
Kim nodded. “Yea she’s the same age as all of us twenty-three. Whatever has brought her here is definitely
painful for her.”
Paul nodded. “Yea well obviously she could use some friends. You should try inviting her again for
Friday’s bonfire.”
Kim smiled; maybe this was the ticket both of them needed. Paul could move on and take Mila right along
with him. Though she knew neither one of
them would rush themselves.
Kim would definitely ask Mila again.
Kim just hoped for both Mila and Paul’s sake; that she
accepted.
Chapter 2
She hadn’t been very social since she’d arrived in La Push.
As blue eyes scanned the beach; she still couldn’t believe she agreed to come.
It was for Kim so she honestly didn’t mind. Kim had begged her for three days
to come to the bonfire; she said it was going to be a celebration that she and
Jared were finally engaged. According to Kim the Quileute Indian Tribe of La
Push celebrated everything in their life with a bonfire; she’d also promised
that she would have a good time.
“Mila!” Kim’s voice yelled, bringing Mila out of her
personal thoughts as she watched Kim jog up and wrap her in a hug. “I’m so glad
you came. I have a few friends I want you to meet.” Kim took her hand and led
her over to a guy and a girl who looked to be in their very early thirties.
“Mila this is Sam and Emily Uley; they are kind of like mom and dad to
everyone.”
Before Mila could even move Emily rushed over and squeezed the breath out of
her lungs. “Oh my gosh it’s so nice to finally meet
you. Kim talks about you all the time. I’m glad you finally decided to join us
for a bonfire.” When Emily finally let go to her she consciously took a step
back. Her blue eyes fell to the right side of Emily’s face and noticed it was
marred by three claw marks; somehow it didn’t take away from her natural beauty
or the life that shined in her almond shaped eyes.
The big guy standing behind her named Sam seemed to not even see the scars;
which was a trait most men didn’t have. Any normal guy would see them and not
give her a second look. But such wasn’t the case with him. As soon as Emily
walked back in front of him he smiled softly down at her; the look in his eyes
was one of sheer adoration, like she was his everything. He leaned over and
kissed her lips first and then proceeded to place feather kisses all over the
scars and even her unblemished left side which in turn made Emily giggle as he
wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to him.
Jared and Paul looked over the where Kim was standing with the new
girl Mila. Jared gave Paul a nudge. “So what do you think about this new girl?”
Paul shrugged nonchalantly. “I guess she’s pretty.” That was a lie…Paul thought
she was beautiful but at the same time he felt like he was being unfaithful;
even if he wasn’t technically cheating it still felt like it. He shook his head
to clear the cobwebs out.
“You do realize Kim’s new mission in life is to get you and Mila together so
you both can end the blues you both severely got going on.” Jared informed his
best friend.
Paul groaned. “Man…Are you serious? Why can’t Kim just leave well enough alone?
Why can’t I just be miserable on my own, why bring someone else into the mix?”
Jared chuckled. “You know Kim wouldn’t dare allow you to be depressed for
longer than an hour let alone a damn day. You remember three days after the
funeral she was up at the butt crack of dawn and made me take you fishing while
she cleaned the whole house top to bottom because she said you were not going
to become a hermit on her watch.”
Paul nodded. “I know. And don’t think I’m not grateful, but sometimes it’s hard
to be around you guys and the imprints. I miss Jenna a lot; especially right
now around summer time. This is when we would always spend afternoons on the
beach; we’d be here at eleven in the morning and wouldn’t even think about
leaving for home until six or seven in the evening.”
Jared frowned. “Man I know it sucks that you got such little time with your imprint
and the rest of us have longer. And I know it’s only been two years, but at
some point you’re going to find someone who won’t replace Jenna but will help
with the pain of losing her.”
Paul shook his head negatively. “What is so special about this Mila chic?”
It was Jared’s turn to shrug. “I don’t know. No one knows why she’s so
depressed. Kim tried getting it out of Doc and he was going to tell her, but
then Mila walk up and he changed the subject.”
“Why would anyone want two depressed people to hook up anyways? Two people can
pretend their happy but their only cheating themselves in life.” Paul pointed
out. “What if I don’t ever want to date anyone again? I had my chance in love.
I had a wife with the perfect marriage. I don’t deserve another one. If you
haven’t noticed the first one was great up until the day she died. I can’t even
imagine ruining someone else’s life the way I ruined Jenna’s. I wouldn’t wish
that on anyone. I wouldn’t wish a lifetime with any of us on anyone. Not even
the imprints.”
Jared’s frown deepened. “Dude you can’t mean that; can you? After Jenna and you
were so happy? Can you honestly stand there and tell me you don’t ever want to
fall in love again; just because one bad thing happened? And it wasn’t even
your fault.”
Paul could feel his temper rising. “Jared…I couldn’t protect my wife; forget
the fact she was my imprint and my soul mate. I couldn’t even protect my own
wife. It wasn’t just one bad thing. A series of bad events led to not only my
imprint being killed by a blood sucker, but my child as well. Why would anyone
ever want to be with me again if I can’t protect them?” Paul sighed heavily and
before his temper could get anymore out of control he rolled his shoulders and
turned to leave. “I’m going to go patrol, tell Emily and Kim both I’m sorry I
missed the celebration. But I’m just not
up for it right now.”
Jared watched with a heavy heart as Paul disappeared into the
trees. Jared felt someone touch his
forearm. Jared’s eyes turned down to see
Kim standing next to him.
“Where did Paul go?” Kim
asked.
Jared wrapped his arm around Kim’s waist. “He went to patrol. He’s not ready for anything right now. He still blames himself for Jenna’s death.”
“He’s gotta stop blaming himself.”
Kim practically whimpered.
Jared looked down at Kim. “Babe, it doesn’t matter whose fault it
was. Paul is going to blame himself
because he was not physically there to protect his wife and unborn child. It may take him longer than only two years
before he is ready to meet someone and I hate to say this but he may NEVER want
to be with anyone ever again. The only
one who will know when he can move on is Paul.
And he’s my best friend I won’t force him into something he isn’t
nowhere near ready for.”
Mila had, had fun at the bonfire, but decided to leave after a
couple of hours. She walked into the
small two bed room home as she tossed her keys onto the table next to the front
door. She yawned into the palm of her
right hand as she kicked her sand filled shoes off under the table.
The house used to belong to her grandpa and grandma, but when her
grandmother passed away ten years prior, her grandfather cleaned out the house
and closed it up and built a small apartment over the diner and called it home. When she’d got to town six weeks ago her
grandfather gave her the keys to the house and paid to have her furniture that
was in storage in Seattle transported to La Push to the house. The house had been paid off for years so
there were a couple utility bills that she could handle along with food and
supplies.
She took a nice long hot bubble bath and then pulled on a pair of
shorts and a t-shirt and sat in bed looking around her room. Her eyes kept wondering over to her
closet. She knew it was in there. She hadn’t looked at it for six weeks. She chewed her bottom lip as she stood from
the bed and walked over to the closet slowly as she contemplated her next move.
Her hand touched the door knob to the closet as she turned it and
opened the door to the spacious closet as her blue eyes spotted the garment
bag. Her fingers played with the zipper
for a few minutes as her eyes cascaded down the garment bag. Mila swallowed hard as she started to slide
the zipper down slowly.
Suddenly she had second thoughts as she pulled the zipper back up
and walked out of the closet and closed the door as she walked back over to her
bed. She sat in the middle of her bed as
her emotions got the best of her and she started to cry. She lay down after turning the light off as
she cried into her pillow.
It was going to be a rough night.
Chapter 3
In the months that followed, Mila found herself hanging out with Kim
and the rest of the Quileute’s in their group of friends. She honestly was
enjoying all of their company. It always
felt like a nice family atmosphere and she loved every minute of it. All of her days off were spent with Kim and
the others. She almost couldn’t believe
how much fun she’d been having with all of them.
Though more often than not, Mila noticed when she would show up Paul
would leave. If he showed up after Mila
and noticed she was there; he’d stay for a few then make up some kind of excuse
and take off. If she showed up after he
was there, again he’d make an excuse and leave.
Paul kept getting grumpier and grumpier whenever he showed up at a
pack function and saw Mila there. She
was not an imprint but yet she was always there. Kim was really pushing the issue with having
her at every single thing the pack did together. He finally got fed up with it and started
leaving whenever Mila would show up. If
he got there and she was there he would take off and not go back. He might have thought she was beautiful and
wanted to get to know her but he’d be DAMNED if he was going to let someone
shove the girl down his throat.
Kim and Emily were both annoyed with the way he was towards
Mila. No one was forcing them together
she was just there as Kim’s friend.
Emily had said something to Sam on more than a few occasions and Kim had
also said something to Jared.
Today was nothing new, Mila was sitting in Emily’s kitchen as Emily,
Serena, Sam, Jake and Embry were currently making Mila laugh
uncontrollably. Jake and Embry were
telling her stories about all of them when they were in high school and even
when they were growing up. Mile was
practically holding her stomach trying to hyperventilate through the laughter
to catch her breath.
Jared couldn’t help getting a little upset with Kim. “Babe I don’t
control Paul. I already told you he’s
not interested in getting involved with anyone yet and I’m not about to force
him into something he’s not ready for.
He’s my brother; when he’s ready he’ll let me know.”
Kim frowned. “Jared I’m not asking you to control him and I’m not
trying to force Mila on Paul. Whatever
she’s been through has taken its toll on her as well. But I consider her a great friend. She’s been in La Push for almost four months
and Paul avoids her like she’s got the black plague. It’s been a while since I’ve heard Mila
crying in the bathroom on her breaks.
That’s huge; considering she went from doing it every day on every
single break she had to not doing it for a while. She just needs friends to help her through
whatever it is she’s going through.”
Jared growled slightly. “Kim no one knows what she’s going through
or if she’s even going through anything.
She hasn’t spoken about it. Maybe
she’s not going through anything and just wants someone’s pity. She shows up out of nowhere, no one knows
where the hell she’s from and she goes on crying jags in the bathroom of a
public place. Hell, most girl hate to
cry in front of their friends, boyfriends or even family; let alone in front of
or around strangers.”
Kim narrowed her eyes at her fiancé. “Jared Cameron, if this is how
you treat any of your friends, than no wonder you only hang out with your
stupid wolf pack brothers.” Kim started
to walk away when Jared grabbed her hand and she turned around and jerked her
hand from his scorching grip. “No Jared.
Don’t touch me! I can’t believe
you think that Mila is some weirdo who is digging for sympathy and a pity party.
You’ve seriously taken one too many shots from your idiots pack brothers or
possibly a vampire.”
Jared watched as Kim turned on her heels and stalked to Emily and
Sam’s front door. He was getting more
upset and was getting completely un-nerved that Kim was defending someone she
barely knew. It was possible that this
Mila chic was pulling the wool over everyone’s eyes. And the thought that a complete stranger was
screwing with his imprint pissed him off even more.
Jared felt a nudge and was pulled from his annoyed state as he
looked over and saw Paul smirking at him.
“What did Kim do now?” Paul
chuckled as he asked his best friend.
Jared growled as they both walked towards the house but decided to
walk around to the back where they knew Sam would be grilling hamburgers and
hot dogs on the grill.
Meanwhile inside, Mila excused herself from the kitchen to go and
use the restroom. She used the
facilities and washed her hands; she walked over near the open window and
inhaled the fresh air that was coming in through the screen. She dried her hands off on the hand towel
that was hanging up under the open window.
She stopped what she was doing when she saw Paul and Jared walking
by. Her ears perked up when she heard
Jared say her name.
“Kim invited Mila again.” Jared stated roughly.
Paul growled as he stopped in his tracks. “God damn her. What is with her fascination with this Mila
chic?”
Jared shrugged. “I don’t have a damn clue. I tried telling her what if Mila is some kind
of nut job just looking for pity. I
don’t know I just don’t like Kim spending all her time with that freak of
nature. She keeps telling us how she’s
always crying, but yet she looks perfectly fine every time she’s hanging out
with us. Now suddenly she says she
hasn’t cried in a while. She doesn’t
look like she’s ever shed a tear in her crazy fuckin life. I keep telling her Mila is a stranger and to
not get to close to her.”
Paul shoved his hands in his front pockets. “What if this chic tries
to rob Doc blind or someone else on the rez?
What if she gets all crazy and hurts someone; she could be a serious
mental case and off her meds.”
Jared sighed heavily. “We don’t know shit about her. I’m going to tell Sam to make it a request
that they stop inviting Mila to all our functions. And I’m tell Kim to stay away from her at
least until we know more about her.”
Mila could feel the tears pricking the back of her eyes. “Don’t
bother.” She spoke before she could think. She watched as Jared and Paul’s heads snapped
up towards the bathroom window.
They both cringed when they saw Mila staring back at them. She didn’t say anything else as they watched
her turn and leave the bathroom. They
jogged around and walked into the house and went towards the kitchen.
Mila walked into the kitchen as she looked over at Kim and Emily.
“I’m – I’m so sorry you guys I forgot I had to do something. I can’t stay for
dinner. I promised my grandpa I’d help
him balance the books for the diner.
I’ll – I’ll catch you guys later.”
Mila turned to leave and naturally Jared and Paul were standing in front
of her both looking guilty. She pushed
between them as she walked out the door and towards her car.
“Mila…”
Mila stopped as she turned around to see Paul and Jared both
standing there. “Don’t worry; I – um I
won’t be back anymore. I’m going to find
a different job in Forks or Port Angeles and you won’t have to tell Kim to stay
away from the mental case.” Mila started
to continue to her car when she stopped and turned back to the two gentlemen.
“You know, not everyone you come across is going to be a nut case and not every
new person who moves here is going to be perfect. I didn’t just show up, my grandfather invited
me to come and stay with him. He knew I
was going through something and was just trying to help me and love me the only
way he knew how.”
By now Kim and the rest of the pack and their imprints were standing
on the porch trying to figure out what was happening.
Mila blinked and tears slid down her cheeks. “Just because you have
no clue what happened in my life to bring me here shouldn’t automatically label
me as some mental freak off my medication.
You have no idea what brought me here or why I was the way I was when I
first got here. Don’t you think you’d
want to find out before you start passing judgment on a person you don’t even
know. Would you like to know now?”
She watched as Jared and Paul nodded together.
Mila shook her head as she turned and walked over to the driver side
door. “Too bad you’re not going to get one; and not because I’m being a bitch,
but because I don’t answer to two inconsiderate assholes.” Mila got into her car and backed out of the
drive way and all eyes followed her as she headed home.
Paul and Jared turned around and knew they had to face the firing
squad as Emily and Kim were both standing at the bottom of the porch steps with
their arms crossed over their chest.
Sam cleared his throat. “Inside; both of you.”
Chapter 4
Paul and Jared slowly walked back into the house. They knew their asses were both in a
sling. Sam was standing looking at the
both of them with his arms still crossed over his chest in true alpha
fashion.
Emily stepped in front of Sam. “Would you two like to explain what
Mila was talking about?” Both of the
boys started at the floor. “If one of you doesn’t start talking I’m going to
lose it and I don’t mean in a good way.”
Jared coughed as he cleared his throat. “It’s my fault Em.”
Paul shook his head negatively. “No it’s my fault.”
Emily glared at both of them. “Clearly you are both to blame. Now tell me why. Explain to me how it took me and Kim a couple
of months to get Mila out of the shell she was hiding herself in; to her
leaving here crying. What did you two
say to her?”
Jared made a face. “It wasn’t so much what we said to her because
honestly we didn’t say anything to her.
She just might’ve overheard a conversation we were having together.”
Kim frowned. “Oh God Jared; what the hell were you two talking
about?”
It was Paul’s turn to clear his throat. “We were discussing Mila and
what we really thought of her. Jared
didn’t like you always spending time with her and I thought she might rob Doc
or hurt someone in the pack or on the rez.
I know that sounds bad but none of us really know her.”
Kim’s frown turned into silent tears that slowly slid down her tan
cheeks. “Please…Please tell me you guys were not vocal about it in front of
her?”
Jared could feel the sadness that flowed from his fiancé. “We were
having a private conversation on the side of the house, but we didn’t realize
she was in the bathroom and heard the whole thing.”
Kim shook her head. “Oh my God; you just couldn’t help voicing your
own opinion about Mila to anyone who would listen to you. After I told you I wasn’t trying to shove her
down Paul’s throat.” Kim took her eyes
off of Jared as she turned to Paul. “You know something Paul, you wasn’t the
only one who lost Jenna. She was my best
friend. We lived across the street from
each other our whole lives. I was just
lucky enough because the love of my life’s best friend imprinted on my best
friend and she was able to be a part of this whole wolf and imprint pack
ordeal. And I know you think it’s your
fault because she’s dead but it’s not.
It’s nobody’s fault.”
Paul felt a twinge of pain in his chest at the mention of his
deceased wife’s name.
Kim shook her head as she continued. “It’s nobody’s fault but the
vampire who killed her. And anyone who
was put in the same position would feel the same way you do. But you just decimated someone I considered a
really good friend and all because you and my idiot fiancé couldn’t figure out
the stranger in town.”
Paul glared slightly. “That’s because she is a stranger and somehow
she’s got you wrapped around her pity needing little finger. You don’t know shit about her and you are
only going to be hurt and disappointed in the end.”
Kim sighed heavily. “See that’s where you’re wrong. You’re about as wrong as the two of you could
possibly be. In the four months that
Mila has lived here there is one person other than her grandfather who knows
why she came here. And that would be me. And do you know why? Because I was the first person to smile at
her and welcome her to our town and talk to her like she was a normal human
being and not some crazy mental patient.
I know exactly why she’s here.”
Jared growled slightly. “You’ve known this whole time and didn’t
tell me? What the hell is going on with
you Kim? Ever since she moved here you
don’t act like the same girl I imprinted on.”
Kim glared at Jared. “Don’t you dare growl at me Jared! You are wrong! You are so in the wrong right now. You took one innocent person and turned them
into the evil enemy in your head. Mila
is NOT a vampire and she is most certainly not the enemy. And no I didn’t tell you because I know how
to keep my mouth shut. It’s not my story
to tell; just like I would NEVER tell anyone about you and the pack because it
NOT my story to tell. And I am no
different now than the way I was when I was at sixteen when you imprinted on
me. When did you start becoming so
judgmental of everyone and everything around you…I know I haven’t changed; maybe
you did.”
Jared’s eyes widened in horror; he watched Kim take her engagement
ring off and place it in the palm of his hand.
Kim’s tears began to flow like a river. “Until you can behave like
the REAL Jared Cameron who imprinted on me and I fell in love with you keep
that. When you’re really done being a
judgmental ass then you can give me that ring back; until then you are going to
be staying with Paul. Go get your
clothing and whatever else you need from our place and go be judgmental with
your best friend.” Kim turned to Sam.
“Can you take me home please?”
Sam nodded as they walked out of the house and over to his pick up
and left. Jared couldn’t do or say
anything as he watched Sam drive off with Kim in the truck. He felt like someone ripped his heart out and
his whole body went numb from head to toe. He felt some lay a hand on his shoulder and
knew it was probably Paul, but he couldn’t pull his eyes from the truck until
it was completely out of sight.
Paul watched as Jared finally looked back at him and Paul frowned.
“Man I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get you
in deep with Kim. Let’s go talk to
her. I’ll tell her it was my fault.”
Jared shook his head negatively. “No she’s pissed off and hurt and
with her that’s a toxic combination. If
you haven’t noticed; she already gave me back the engagement ring. I don’t want her cutting off from me all
together. But I guess you have a new
roommate now.”
Paul nodded. “Fully understood; I got an extra room, it’s all yours
man.” Paul patted Jared on the back.
“C’mon bro give her a couple of days to calm down and then well go talk with
her. In the mean time I need to figure
out how to apologize for what we said to Mila.”
Paul sighed as he ran his hand over his head a few times trying to make
heads or tails of everything that just happened.
Mila was standing in her bedroom.
Her blue eyes lined with tears as she continued to stare in the
mirror. It still fit; it wasn’t as if
she’d gained or lost any weight. So of
course it still fit. The white satin
spaghetti straps lay on her bare shoulders as the white chiffon material
wrapped around her body and was snug around her breasts and the skirt was
styled in an a-line and train flowed down the back perfectly. The back of the dress zipped up. The colored sash around the waist matched her
eyes almost perfectly.
She had loved the wedding dress the minute she’d set eyes on
it. It was the first dress she saw in
the store and she didn’t even take the time to look for anything
different. She absolutely fell in love
with it. It was even more amazing when
she found out by the store clerk that it was her size and the last one within
ten states. Apparently the designer had
passed away and the remaining family had decided to retire his collection and
not make anymore. It was fated in the
stars for her to have the perfect dress.
It fit perfectly and she felt like a princess in it every time she
stepped into it.
Mila sighed heavily as she carefully unzipped the wedding dress that
got a half a wedding use out of it as she then placed it back in the garment
bag and put it in the back of her closet where it would stay for a while, for a
few months maybe forever. She just
couldn’t decide what to do with it. She
shook her head as she closed the closet door and the tears began to fall as she
turned the light off and got into bed.
She knew eventually she’d stop feeling this way.
She could only hope it happened sooner rather than later.
Chapter 5
Banging brought Mila out of her sleep stupor. Her blue eyes opened slowly as she looked
around the room trying to get the fuzziness from her head. The incessant banging continued and she was
finally aware it was on her front door.
She’d fallen asleep on the couch after she’d cleaned up her whole house.
She’d spent the last two days before looking
for jobs in Forks; she was going to go to Port Angeles to look for a job but
ended up cleaning instead so she’d start the following day.
She pulled her tired body from the couch nearly falling on the floor
as she slowly walked over and opened the front door. Three seconds later, a body crashed into Mila
and was practically hugging the breath from her lungs. Mila looked down and noticed it was Kim. She was hysterical. Mila gently grabbed Kim’s upper arms and
pushed back slightly. “Kim, what’s wrong?
What happened?” Mila hadn’t seen
anyone at the dinner for a week.
Kim sobbed into her hands. “I gave Jared his ring back. I told him when he could grow up and prove to
me he wasn’t so judgmental anymore then he could give me the ring back. Jared and Paul told us what happened after
you left. Mila you can’t leave the
diner. You’re grandfather will be so sad
without you there. He’s been so happy
since you got here. Don’t let what those
two idiots said ruin everything.”
Mila gripped Kim’s shoulders. “Kimberly, why in the world did you
let Jared’s issues with me, be your reason for giving
him the engagement ring back?” Mila
shook her head.
Kim shook her head negatively. “I was meek and mild little Kimmie
all through grade school, junior high and high school. I had a hand full of friends and once
graduation happened they all went to huge universities and got lives away from
La Push. I couldn’t leave Jared behind
because I fell in love with that man when I was ten. Ever since you’ve been here I feel like even
if you’d been here your whole life we would’ve been lifelong friends. Friends don’t let their idiotic fiancé and
his best friend bag on someone you consider a friend to the point of tears and
finding a job outside of the stupid little town you live in just to make the
idiot twins happy. I lost all my other
friends Mila, I can’t lose you too.”
Mila shook her head. “I’m not really going anywhere I just figured
if I got a job in a different town Jared would be more at ease about you
spending time with me; since I’m so dangerous and all. I’m enjoying being your friend and the other
girls too way too much to ever really leave.
Besides pappy came by last night and had the ‘talk’ with me. I was going to go to Port Angeles tomorrow
but I think I’ll skip it.”
Suddenly Mila was in a choke hold once more with Kim’s arms wrapped
around her neck. “Oh my God Kim, you have to stop doing that…I can’t breathe.” As both of the girls laughed and broke apart.
Kim giggled hard. “Sorry! I
didn’t mean to squeeze you so tightly.
What are we doing tonight anyway?”
Mila laughed. “We?” Mila question as she shrugged her shoulders.
“I was going to sit on the beach, start a bonfire, drink a couple of bottles of
wine and burn some much needed stuff.”
Kim smiled. “Well I love wine because it relaxes me plus I love the
beach and bonfires. But I never really
burned anything before, but I’ve always wanted too.” Kim confessed with a wide
smile.
Mila laughed. “Perfect! You
can drink some wine and help me cut, rip and burn.”
Kim followed Mila and grabbed a large shoe box and the scissors that
were sitting next to the box. Kim
watched as Mila pulled a large bag over her shoulder as she pulled four bottles
of wine from the fridge and placed them gently into her bag and then watched
next as Mila picked up a full body garment bag.
She knew what was in there and she knew it was time for Mila to move on.
Mila and Kim walked to the beach it honestly wasn’t that far
away. They set up the wood and started
the bonfire. The girls spread out two
huge blankets and sat down. Mile handed
Kim two bottles of wine and the cork screw bottle opened, Kim opened both of
them and handed one bottle to Mila. The
girls clinked the bottles together as they each took a
long swig out of their bottles.
‘What the hell is Kim doing?’ Jared growled out.
Paul coughed out a chuckle. ‘I’d
venture to say having a life without you.’ Paul looked over and could see
Jared started to walk out of the trees in his wolf form when Paul grabbed his
tail and jerked hard. ‘Are you out of
your damn mind? You can NOT let Kim get
to you man.’
‘My fiancé is drinking
alcohol. Kim has never been one to drink
like that before. Damn it Mila is a bad
influence on Kim.’ Jared growled out.
‘Jared, why don’t we just sit
here and keep an eye on them? They don’t look as if they are going anywhere for
the night anyways. Calm yourself down; getting pissed off and going after Mila
isn’t going to get you back into Kim’s good graces.’ Paul hated pointing out the obvious but someone had to be the voice
of reason; even if it was him. Normally it was him getting his fur ruffled and
Jared stopping him before he did something stupid.
They both lay in the bushes near the bonfire and watched the two girls. Paul
would be lying to himself if he didn’t admit he was slightly curious about what
she had in the box and the garment bag. His onyx eyes were fixed on Mila as he
watched her. She had the greatest laugh and a beautiful smile when she showed
it.
Kim laughed as she opened the box. It was filled to the brim with pictures of
Mila and the same blue eyed guy. Kim picked up the first picture on top. “So is
this him? Is this Mason?”
Mila looked over and saw a seventeen year old version of her ex-fiancé /
ex-high school sweetheart and nodded. “Yup that’s him. That was at our junior
prom. The picture with the blue dress was our senior prom.” She could feel the
tears pricking the back of her eyes at the memories in that box.
Kim frowned. “What do you want me to do with them?”
Mila tried smiling through the sadness and pain in her chest. “You can look through them if you want. I don’t mind if you ask questions; you
already know I’ll answer anything you ask.
When you finish…throw them in the fire.”
Kim nodded. “Understood…” Kim
bit her bottom lip and suddenly found herself wanting to ask a big question.
“Can I – Can I see you in the dress?”
Mila stood as she looked from Kim to the garment bag. “Sure...” Mila pulled her t-shirt off and then shed her
jeans and stood in her white lace bra and white lace boycut panties. She pulled the bag open and carefully stepped
into the wedding down and zipped it up.
She did a slow circle and tried to smile through the tears that slid
down her cheeks.
Her fingertips ran over the material. “I still feel like a princess
in it.”
Paul eyes widened as he watched her strip down and pull a beautiful
wedding dress on. He watched as she
slowly turned in a circle to show Kim the whole thing. He couldn’t believe how breathtakingly
beautiful she looked. She looked as
though she belonged in that dress; that it was made specifically for her. Maybe it was.
Kim stood up and pulled her sweatshirt sleeve over her hand and
carefully wiped Mila’s wet cheeks. “Is there any way I can convince you to not
burn this dress.”
Mila shook her head as she began to pull the dress from her body and
re-dressed in her jeans and t-shirt; after which she plopped back down in the
sand on her blanket with the dress in her lap.
She took a couple of long swigs as she picked up the scissors and slowly
began cutting, piece by piece.
Kim frowned as she took her spot back next to Mila in front of the
box of pictures. “So how did it happen?”
Mila shook her head. “It was all very dramatic.” She sighed heavily as if it all happened
yesterday. “I was standing at the altar with Mason next to me. He had never looked so
handsome as he did that day in his tuxedo.
I looked into his piercing blue eyes and complete got lost. It was the same lost feeling I got every time
I looked into his eyes, it just made me fall deeper in love with him. I couldn’t wait to be his wife and I remember
cursing in my head for the damn pastor to get it started already. I held my breath until the pastor spoke his
first words.”
A happy memory smile slid across Mila’s face. “It would have to be
the part when he asked everyone ‘if anyone has any reason to object to these
two being married please speak now’.”
Mila swallowed hard as she felt more tear slide down her cheeks. “She
stood up. I still don’t understand how
he hid everything from me. She walked up
to the altar and stated we shouldn’t be getting married because - well for one
he was still married to her and had been since the end of their freshman year
of college and two because she was already due any day with their second child;
she was VERY pregnant standing there.”
Mila wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. “Apparently she had
their first child during their freshman year which prompted them getting
married at the end of the school year.
His parents didn’t have a clue.
His friends from high school and I, we all went to different colleges so
no one knew. Apparently in the end she’d
come across some newspaper and the announcement of our engagement/wedding was
in it. When she’d come a crossed it he
was suppose to have been out of town on business. He was a bank transfer manager for her
father’s bank. She actually told him
that if he behaved himself and played his cards right her father wouldn’t find
out about the little misunderstanding.”
Mila sighed heavily as she continued to wipe the tears that couldn’t
stop falling down her cheeks. “Mason didn’t even put up a fight; he tried to
apologize to me. I couldn’t even look at
him as I ran out of the church.” As Mila
stood and dumped every cut and shredded piece of wedding dress into the fire she
stood with her arms wrapped around her body and stared into the orange, red and
yellow flames.
“After six months my depression wasn’t getting any better and I
actually contemplated…Well let’s just say none of my thoughts were happy. Pappy
called and asked me to come stay with him. Said he was getting older and needed some
help with the diner. So here I am.”
Kim stood and dumped the whole box of pictures into the fire and
then just for good measure tossed the box into it as well. She stood next to Mila and wrapped her arms
around her friend. Both sets of eyes
just staring at the fire as the dress and pictures burned away the depression
and sadness; hopefully forever.
Paul heard the whole story.
He was suddenly seeing Mila in a different light.
Chapter 6
A few weeks following the pictures and wedding dress bonfire, Kim
and Mila were spending a lot of their off time together laughing and getting to
know each other better. Mila knew being away from Jared was absolutely killing
Kim and vice versa when he would show up at the diner for whatever meal he was
there for, she would make Mila or Serena take whatever table he sat at. She
refused to budge and was firmly standing her ground.
Mila was leaning against the counter facing the customers and Kim was leaned on
the other counter facing away from the customers. Mila frowned. “I know this
sounds completely weird, but I sort of feel bad for Jared. I mean you are his
fiancé, I can’t help but feel for the poor guy.” Mila could see Paul and Jared
sitting in a corner booth and Paul was talking to him in hushed tones. The look
on Jared’s face had Mila feeling for both him and Kim; they were both wearing
the same face.
“Was…” Kim interjected. “I was his fiancé until he started acting like a total
douche bag towards you.” Kim knew Jared and Paul could hear every word they
were saying; stupid wolf hearing. “I feel just as bad as the next person, but
Mila when you moved here you didn’t ask anyone for anything; not a DAMN thing.
And their lame asses had to be all holier than thou and try to make you out to
be some freaking maniac and it was ridiculous. Besides everyone agrees they
were just being dicks and they know it.”
Kim sighed heavily as she rubbed the palm of her hand across her forehead. “I
love Jared and he knows it; if he had done this to any of our other friends I
would’ve done the same exact thing. I’m not going to compromise my friendship
with people just because I’m engaged or was engaged. Hell I wouldn’t compromise
anything even if we were married.”
Mila frowned as she saw a few teas slide down Kim’s tan cheeks. She watched as
Kim shook her head and walked through the swinging doors into the kitchen. Mila
noticed Paul’s eyes were turned towards her. She glared at him before rolling
her eyes and turned to follow Kim, whom she knew walked out the back door of
the diner. She found Kim leaning against the wall outside and the tears had
really begun to pour down. Mila stepped up and handed her some tissues. Kim
thanked her as she took them and wiped her eyes.
“You know you have to be the quietest crier I’ve ever met.” Mila pointed out;
which earned a few watery giggles from Kim.
“It’s a gift. I’ve seen all those chick movies where the girls bust out crying
and are absolutely loud and ugly when they cry and just decided I wouldn’t be
some horribly ugly crier.” Kim sniffled into her tissues as tears still
continued to slide down like waterfalls.
Mila’s head snapped up when Jared and Paul walked out the back door. “I’m –uh-
I’m going to go get my condiment filling done before the dinner rush; at least
while it’s still slow. Yell if you need anything.” Mila watched as Kim nodded
before she walked past Paul and Jared with a disgusted look on her face.
Jared watched as Mila disappeared into the diner and then spared a look at Paul
who just nodded. “I’ll go finish lunch.” And he disappeared back into the diner
as well.
Jared walked over as he leaned down and pressed his forehead to Kim’s temple;
his mouth directly by her ear. “I’m sorry Kimmie.” His lips brushed against the
shell of her ear. “I didn’t mean to make you made or to upset you so badly. I
know I was being an ass and being judgmental and we both know it’s not me. But
you also have to realize that with this imprint bond protecting you from anyone
and everyone is my first priority. I don’t care if it was a little old
grandmother looking lady I would still feel VERY protective of you. You are
everything to me and you’ve been my entire life since we were sixteen. I know I
can’t take back what I said about Mila; all I can do is apologize and hope
she’ll forgive me; like I’m hoping you’ll forgive me one day soon. I love you
Kim.”
Jared started to walk away when he felt a cold hand on his forearm, he looked
down at her hand and watched as it slid down and gripped his hand. His eyes
looked up and locked with hers as she smiled a watery smile. “I love you too;
stupid jerk.” Kim threw her arms around his neck and buried her face in the
side of his neck
Jared wrapped his arms around her as he nodded. “Yes I am. I know I am.” It
felt so good to hold her in his arms again. It had been six of the LONGEST
weeks of his entire life. Jared felt like he could finally breathe again.
Mila was in the diner, she’d just finished refilling the salt and pepper
shakers along with the mustard and ketchup. Mila saw a hand on the counter as
she looked up and saw Paul standing on the other side, he pointed to the
ketchup and she slide a bottle over to him and watched as he caught it.
“You know Jared isn’t as bad as you might think he is.”
Mila rolled her eyes. “Could’ve fooled me.”
Paul shook his head. “He’s not; really. I bring out the worst in him because
we’ve been best friends since practically birth. We bring out the bad temper in
each other actually.” Paul started to walk away when he got another eye roll
from Mila; not that he didn’t deserve it. He stopped
as he turned around and Mila stopped what she was doing and looked up at him.
“I am sorry for the things we said about you. We shouldn’t have been so
judgmental about you. We just tend to protect our friends, families and loved
ones from strangers.”
Mila planted her hands on the counter as she squared her shoulders suddenly
getting very pissed off. She suddenly picked up both a ketchup and mustard
squeeze bottles flipped the lids open and in three second flat aimed and
squeezed and doused Paul in the red and yellow condiments; afterwards she
chucked both empty bottles at him and hit him in the forehead with both.
“That’s for saying I was going to rob my grandfather BLIND!”
Mila walked over and clocked out as she left out the back and went home. She
needed to calm down before she went back in and doused him with Mayo and stuck
a salt and pepper shaker up each of his nostrils.
Kim and Jared walked back into the diner and Kim stopped in her tracks as she
looked over and saw Paul covered head to toe in ketchup and mustard. Jared was
standing next to her looking equally as shocked as Kim did.
Jared walked closer. “Bro what happened?”
Paul shook his head. “Apparently this is payback for accusing Mila of robbing
her grandfather blind.”
Kim shook her head. “Well then you shouldn’t be mad or surprised. She’s
defending her own honor. And you should feel ashamed for even thinking let
alone saying something like that. It’s nobody’s fault but your own.” She
giggled into Jared’s shoulder as she watched Paul nod and leave the diner.
Jared looked over at Kim as he kissed her cheek. “I better go we’ve got patrol.
I’ll call you later if it’s ok.” Kim nodded as she pushed up on her toes and
kissed his cheek softly.
When Mila got to her house she went inside and changed into her black track
pants and a white t-shirt and her white running shoes. As she walked down the
steps she pushed her ear buds into her ears and turned up her MP3 player as
loud as she could handle it as she took off jogging. She’d been running for
about an hour when she stopped and leaned against a tree to rest.
“Well aren’t you a doll.”
Mila’s head snapped up when she heard the voice. It was creepy and sounded like
something out of a horror movie. “W-who’s there?” She swallowed hard as she
heard what sounded like something moving through the trees rather fast. Her
whole body broke out in chills and goose bumps. The little hairs on her arms
and the back of her neck were all sticking up.
“I know I really shouldn’t play with my food, but you look almost too eager to
give a run for my money. I would advise you to not run though, because honestly
you will lose. You can’t outrun me, even if you sprouted wins or ever won the
Olympics. No one can outrun me; no one.”
Mila was freaking out inside the voice was definitely toying with her and
definitely getting closer. Suddenly she was slammed back against the tree and a
woman with impeccable strength and blood red eyes had her forearm across Mila’s
throat cutting off her air supply. Mila was gasping for air and could see black
spots as they stared flashing in the back of her eyes.
The last thing Mila heard before she passed out was a ferocious growl and the
woman screeching at the top of her lungs.
Chapter 7
‘Do you smell that?’ Jared asked as he sniffed deeply with his snout in the air.
Paul put his muzzle in the air as well and inhaled severely and then
let out a deep growl. ‘LEECH!’
They booth took off through the trees as they rounded the huge group
of trees they both skidded to a stop. ‘That thing has Mila.’ Jared snapped out as he glanced over at
Paul. ‘We have to help her; Kim would
never forgive me if something happened to her on our patrol.’
‘Agreed, but we’ve got to be
careful about it. She can snap Mila’s
neck like a toothpick’ Paul warned Jared as they
stood there devising a plan and finally started stalking towards the vampire.
They both watched in horror as the vampire lifted Mila up by her
neck and threw her. Paul ran as fast as
he could and jumped to his side and slid along the dirt and caught Mila’s body
in his side just before it hit the ground.
At the same time, Jared charged the vampire as he jumped up and gripped
the vampire’s arm as he jerked it and snapped it clean off.
‘Paul get her further away,
this leech is feisty as hell.’ Jared warned as
he snapped the vampire’s other arm clean off and she began to scream.
A few minutes later, Mila’s indigo eyes slowly fluttered open as she
heard someone screeching again. Mila
looked over and noticed a gigantic brown wolf was attacking the woman who had
cornered her against the tree.
Mila looked down and her eyes widened when she saw a gigantic
silvery-grey wolf standing at her feet. She started to try and move her feet to push
away; the wolf leaned his giant head down and gently put her left calf into his
mouth and began to pull her as if she weighted nothing. Suddenly the wolf bit down on her leg and she
screamed out as pain radiated through her whole leg.
Paul stopped moving when the copper taste of her blood landed on the
tip of his tongue. He immediately
dropped her leg and backed away from her.
Mila sat up and looked down at her leg and noticed it was bleeding
through her track pants. The wolf’s
teeth actually cut through her pants and into her flesh. His/her teeth had to of been razor sharp. She nearly started to hyperventilate when she
looked over and watched as the brown wolf ripped the head off the screaming
lady and then spit it out on the ground.
She watched as right in front of her the giant silver wolf morphed into
a naked Paul squatting on the ground.
Her head snapped around and watched as the brown wolf morphed into Jared
who was also naked and squatting on the ground.
Paul and Jared watched as Mila passed out and fell back onto the
ground. Paul looked at Jared. “Well that
went well.” He couldn’t help mumbling as
he untied his shorts from his leg and slipped them on.
Jared shrugged. “About as well as it could.” As he slipped his shorts on too; Jared
watched as Paul carefully lifted Mila into his arms. They turned to go to Emily and Sam’s.
Her head was fuzzy as she was slowly starting to wake up.
“I didn’t mean to bite her Em; I swear on my life.” Worry was thick
in Paul’s voice.
Emily gave Paul a knowing look. “Paul I know you didn’t mean too. Just calm down and let me see what I can do.” Emily’s eyes went to Sam. “We might have to
call Dr. Cullen. There’s a lot of blood
and I don’t see it stopping.”
Paul and Jared both growled.
“HEY!” Sam snapped at the guys.
“If we have to call him then so be it.”
“Umm who are we calling exactly?
And are you aware that those two turn into giant wolves or am I completely insane?”
All eyes looked over and noticed Mila was propped up on her elbows
looking at all of them. She noticed Sam
turned towards Paul and Jared with a nasty glare on his face.
“Something you two forgot to mention?” Sam asked tight lipped. Suddenly both of the guys found the bedroom
floor more interesting than anything that might have been going on in the
room. “OUTSIDE BOTH OF
YOU!” Sam stalked between the two of them and down the hallway. When the two didn’t follow.
“NOW!”
Mila watched as Paul and Jared both cringed and jumped as they
followed Sam out of the house. “So I
wasn’t imagining it right?”
Emily’s almond shaped eyes blinked a couple of times as she shook
her head. “No you didn’t but Sam is going to have to explain everything to
you. It’s not my place to tell you
because it’s not my secret to tell.” Mila
nodded; Emily knew the younger girls’ eyes were watching her. “I can’t really
get to this through your track pants. Can you shimmy out of them and I’ll go
get you a pair of my sweats.”
Mila watched as Emily left and pulled the door close behind her
letting Mila have her privacy as she laid back on the bed and carefully slipped
her track pants over her hips and down her legs and off. She stood from the bed and tugged her t-shirt
down over her butt. Mila’s eyes went
wide as her cheeks flamed red, when the bedroom door opened and Paul started to
walk through.
“Oh fuck…Shit…Sorry!” Paul
backed out of the room but not before he felt a hand pop him in the back of the
head.
“PAUL LAHOTE! Do you not know
how to knock on a door? Get outta
here!” Emily scolded.
Paul back pedaled from the room and back into the hallway where he
growled at Jared who was doubled over laughing his ass off. “You suck dude.”
Jared couldn’t breathe, if he was a normal human being and not part
wolf he’d be turning blue by now from laughing so hard and not breathing
regularly. “Dude I can’t believe you
walked into that room without knocking.
I saw Emily’s coming and I swear her eyes glowed red and smoke came out
of her ears.”
Emily apologized profusely. “I can’t believe he just walked in
here.”
Mila was rubbing her cheeks as she pulled on the sweat gently as
Emily carefully guided the leg hole up and over her left calf letting the
elastic rest just at the bend of her knee; Mila pulled the right leg up as well
after she secured the sweats around her hips.
Emily walked out of the bedroom as she glared at Paul. “You perv!”
“I swear Emily I thought…Nevermind.” Paul back tracked his thoughts because the
look on Emily’s face advised him to not argue or try to plead his case.
Sam walked up the stairs as Dr. Cullen followed behind him. Sam made sure to give both Paul and Jared a
warning glare. Sam turned into the guest
room where Emily had Paul put Mila. “Mila this is Dr. Cullen. He’s going to help you.”
Dr. Cullen was so good looking for a doctor. Mila always thought of doctors as old farts
who had been practicing for far too long.
Dr. Cullen looked as though he was in his late thirties maybe. He could’ve possibly been younger than
that. His voice was soft but firm and
his golden colored eyes held her captive.
“Hello Mila it’s nice to meet you.
You can call me Carlisle if you’d like.
There’s no reason to be so formal.” Dr. Cullen introduced himself. “Now
let’s get a look at your leg.” His ice
cold hands gently took her left leg as he examined it carefully. “You’ll
probably need a couple of stitches these are deep but they are not long.”
Sam cleared his throat. “So the guys told me you saw them. I guess I should explain a few things to you. But I have to ask that once I tell you about
our secrets; you never repeat them to anyone.
It’s vital to our pack and also to our tribe’s survival.”
Mila nodded. “You can trust me Sam.
I know all about secrets and keeping things to myself. You asked me and I will honor you and the
tribe.”
Sam nodded. “The Quileute people through the years have been known
for our legends of being the decedents of wolves, but most people listen to our
legends and think they are just that; old stories from when the tribe was first
born to the Earth. Only those with the
wolf gene know that the legends are completely true. The gene exists because we protect the tribe
and our land from cold ones.”
“Vampires.” Mila whispered. “They really exist?”
Sam looked at Mila. “You know that vampires are called cold ones?”
Mila nodded. “I took a few different darker courses in college. In more than a few mythological classes we
discussed the different names of vampires.”
Mila swallowed as she tried to keep her eyes off of what Dr. Cullen was
doing and on Sam. “So the gene exists because of vampires.”
Sam nodded. “It’s why all of us phased for the first time. It’s why we keep phasing. We are stronger than them, we are faster than
them. We have insane healing abilities;
we’ve also got telepathic abilities when were in wolf form so we can
communicate when were hunting or patrolling.
All of the guys you’ve met are in the pack and Leah; she’s the first and
only female of the pack so far. Collin
and Brady were the youngest to phase at thirteen.”
Dr. Cullen smiled as he nodded once he was finished. “Leave them in
for a couple of weeks and I’ll either come back to remove them or Sam can bring
you to my place in Forks to remove them.”
“Thanks Carlisle.” Mila
smiled.
“You’re very welcome.” Dr.
Cullen smiled back as he walked out the door and was gone.”
Sam nodded. “Get some rest; Em wants you to stay for dinner and
afterwards Paul will take you home.”
Mila nodded. “Thanks Sam.”
Mila lay down as she took in everything she was told; interesting
secrets. Very
interesting.
Chapter 8
“Mila…Mila…Honey, are you up?”
A syrupy sweet voice asked.
Mila moved around on the bed and sucked in a breath through clenched
teeth when she felt a twinge of pain in her left leg. Her eyes fluttered open as she looked around
the room and saw Emily standing next to the bed. “What happened?” She was slightly disoriented from having
fallen asleep.
Emily frowned slightly. “You’re in my guest room, are you fully
awake sweetie?” Emily watched as Mila
moved around slightly and sat up, running her fingers through her hair.
Mila nodded slowly. “Yea sorry; I kind of forgot where I was for a
minute. What time is it?”
Emily checked the watch strapped to her left wrist. “It’s almost
seven. Why don’t you come down and eat
some dinner with the guys. I made pasta
and chicken, it turned out pretty good if I do say so myself too.” Emily smiled cheekily. “Take a few minutes; it will be ready when
you come down.”
Mila nodded as she watched the slightly older lady slip out of the
door. Mila moved around again and her
leg was slightly tender as she stood and slowly made her way to the rest room. As she used the facilities she looked at her
leg and she could see the purple bruises where the stitches were closing her
flesh. She washed her hands and splashed
a little cold water on her face to get some of the sleepy feeling out of her
system.
Mila slowly made her way down the steps and as she rounded the
corner the first person she ran into was Paul; who immediately grabbed her
before she could fall.
“Sorry…”
His voice was so quiet. Mila
couldn’t help smiling softly up at him as she nodded. “No it’s okay. I didn’t see you there; it was my fault.”
“Can we talk in private for a minute?” Paul questioned softly. He watched as Mila nodded before turning and
going back around the corner into the hallway.
Paul leaned against the wall as he shook his head. “I wanted to say I
was sorry about your leg. I know it’s
going to hurt for a few days, if there’s anything I can do for you, let me
know.”
Mila shook her head no. “It’s not too terrible; it was just a couple
of stitches. I’ve had worse
before.” She watched as Paul’s onyx eyes
dipped down and he made a face when he saw the bruises on her leg. Her
fingertips brushed against Paul’s forearm. “Hey…” Paul’s eyes went back to hers as she smiled
softly. “Don’t worry about it. You saved
my life. I should be at your beck and
call for a while. I probably wouldn’t be
standing here with you if you and Jared hadn’t killed that thing.” Mila pushed up on her toes as she kissed his
cheek softly. “Thank you.” She whispered before she cleared her throat. “We
better get in there Emily will come looking for me if I don’t show up in the
kitchen for dinner.”
Paul watched as she shrugged and walked around him. He soon followed her as he tried to figure
out what he was feeling. His stomach
felt weird and his heart even weirder.
What the hell was going on with him?
He walked into the kitchen and could see Emily giving him a funny
look. He walked over and leaned down to
her height. “We need to talk later.” He
whispered to her. Sam was standing next
to her so he knew Sam heard him as well.
They both nodded to him.
Once everyone had eaten, Jared and Kim took Mila home.
Emily couldn’t believe how hard the guys had Mila laughing at their
antics. She could tell something was going on with Paul. He was unusually quiet
which was completely not like him. He seemed to pay attention to Mila only when
she wasn’t looking at him; at times he seemed slightly jealous that the others
had been making her laugh so hard. Emily watched as Mila left and Paul started
pacing the living room rug.
Emily and Sam followed into the living room as everyone else vacated the house.
They either had patrol or had to get their imprints home. Sam sat on the couch
and watched as Emily sat down on the arm of the couch and placed her hand on
Sam’s shoulder as his hand went to the top of her thigh. Emily watched as Paul
continued to pace. “What’s going on Paul? You wanted to talk; tell me what’s on
your mind.”
Paul raked his finger through his hair several times before he
finally stopped moving and looked at Emily. “I don’t know what the hell is
wrong with me Em. .
I can’t stop thinking about Mila.
I know I didn’t imprint on her.
So why the hell do I feel like this?”
Emily frowned. She knew it
had been two years since his beloved Jenna was killed. No one knew what to do to help him through
the pain and depression and he shut down for a while. Emily stood up as she stepped in the line of
Paul’s pacing path and he came to an abrupt stop as she reached out and touched
his chest with her index finger and could feel his heart practically beating a
path to get out. “What does this say?
Because you already know this is going to help you make up your mind
every time.”
Paul looked down at her finger and knew she could feel it too. “I know you feel it Em. It feels weird.” Paul took Emily’s hand and opened the rest of
her fingers up and placed the whole palm of her hand over his heart. “I haven’t
felt like this since I first imprinted on Jenna.” Paul closed his eyes as he took a few calming
deep breaths; before he opened his eyes and looked down into the soft brown
almond shaped eyes that belonged to his alpha’s wife. “What am I going to do
Em?” He couldn’t help but ask.
Emily shook her head negatively. “Obviously you are attracted to
Mila otherwise you’re heart wouldn’t be trying to beat out of your chest and
follow her right out the door.” Emily
smiled softly. “If you’re heart is doing this when she’s not here; I can only
imagine what it’s doing when she’s in the same room with you.”
Paul couldn’t help the smile that came across his lips when he thought of Mila
and his encounter in the hallway. Her
touching his arm was something he wasn’t expecting but it was a nice
feeling. “We were talking in the hallway
and I had apologized about biting her leg and said if she needed anything to
let me know. T-then I looked down and
saw her leg; fuck Em it looked so bad; I felt so bad. Then she touched my arm. I swear little electrical sparks covered my
entire forearm and they slowly moved up to my shoulder and then went into my
chest.”
Sam couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped, but controlled it when
Emily turned around and glared at him.
“You know none of you have known what falling in love feels like; you
all imprinted and fell in love with your imprints. Has it ever occurred to you that maybe you’re
falling in love with Mila without the imprint.”
Sam stood up as he looked at Emily. “Falling in love on your own as
opposed to falling in love with your imprint are two VERY different
things. They are two different
feelings. My love for Emily is
completely different then what my love for Leah was. I thought Leah was the love of my life but I
know Emily IS the love of my life.”
Emily nodded. “Everyone has a true love of their life. Maybe Jenna wasn’t it. Maybe that’s what drew Mila to move to La
Push.”
Paul shook his head slowly as he inhaled. “God her scent is all over
this house and all over me. I can’t get
her out of my head. What am I going to
do Emily?”
Emily cupped Paul’s overly heated cheeks as she pulled his head down
and kissed his cheek softly. “You deal
with it as you see fit. Maybe this is a
sign of things to change for the better.
Ask her to a movie or lunch; get to know her. Tell her about your life and she can share
hers with you as well. Maybe all you
each gain is friendship from it, but you’ll never know if you try avoiding her.
“Friendship; I can do that.”
Paul tried to sound confident. “I think.”
Paul left for his house, but for some reason Mila’s scent made him
follow the path of Jared’s truck. Paul
sat in the tree line watching Mila’s windows.
He watched as she moved around the house; possibly cleaning, but he
couldn’t be sure since the curtains were closed. He stayed there until the lights in the house
went out and every window was black as night.
She went to bed and as he headed home he was thinking up reasons to
visit her the following day.
Paul fell asleep with Mila on his mind and hoping he could honestly
get to know her. He wouldn’t mind a
ketchup and mustard shower again; though he also wouldn’t mind getting her
covered in the two condiments as well.
Chapter 9
Blue eyes fluttered open and looked around the room. Her leg was aching, but she wasn’t woken up
by that, she heard someone knocking on her front door. She rolled out of bed and stretched and heard
someone knock on the front door again.
She walked down stairs and to the front door and opened it. Her eyes grew wide when Paul was staring back
at her. “What – um, what are you doing here?”
Paul couldn’t help but let his eyes slowly scrap down Mila’s body
that was encased in Black shorts with white strips down the sides and a white
tank top. Obviously he’d woken her from
her slumber. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to wake you; I figured I’d just come and
check on your leg and see how it’s doing and how your feeling.” Paul smiled. “Plus I brought breakfast.” He held up a brown paper bag.
Mila never noticed how much Paul’s smile lit up his angry eyes. She couldn’t help returning the smile. Mila stepped to the side as she allowed Paul
to walk into the house. “You know you
didn’t have to come and check on me. I’m
honestly doing okay.”
Paul followed Mila towards the kitchen as his eyebrows crept up to
his hairline. “Really; then how’s come you can’t walk without cringing when you
step on your left leg?”
Mila looked back over her shoulder as she smiled slightly. “It’s a bit
twingey but I’ll be fine honest.” She
stepped on her left leg again and made a face.
Paul didn’t miss it as he shook his head and placed the bag on the
back of the couch and suddenly scooped her up into his arms. “I can’t stand to
watch you make that face again; grab the bag.”
Mila nearly shrieked when Paul picked her up. It was so fast but then again he was a super
werewolf and she assumed he had super speed as well. She grabbed the back as he had requested and
his body heat seeped into every pore in her body. Paul walked her into the kitchen and
carefully set her down in a chair at the kitchen table.
“What do you like with your breakfast burrito? You look like a ketchup girl to me.” Paul
guessed.
Mila laughed as she nodded. “Yeah, I love ketchup with breakfast
burritos. I actually eat ketchup on
everything; No really EVERYTHING.”
Paul chuckled as he went over and opened the fridge. “So I’m not
surprised when you’ve got a huge bottle in your fridge.”
Mila couldn’t help as she laughed at his deep chuckle. She watched
as Paul walked over to the table and sat next to Mila at the table as he slid
the ketchup bottle across the table and she caught it. “So I have to ask you a
question.”
Paul placed a huge burrito in front of her and chuckled as her eyes
widened. “Go for it.”
Mila unwrapped the tin foil from the gigantic burrito and leaned
back in her chair as she opened a drawer and retrieved a sharp knife; then
closed the drawer and cut the burrito evenly in half as she re-wrapped one half
and squirted a dollop of ketchup on the cut end she hadn’t re-wrapped. “A few weeks ago Kim and I went on a drinking
and crying jag. I get the feeling you
and Jared we’re close by keeping watch over us.”
Paul had a bite of burrito in his mouth and blinked a few times as
his chewing slowed. Paul sighed heavily
as he nodded. “Jared was still upset about the fight with Kim and when he saw
you guys take off for the beach for your private bonfire he couldn’t stop
himself from staying to watch her. I
knew he would more than likely try to make an appearance in human form so I
kept his ass in wolf form and away from you guys.” Paul swallowed the bite in
his mouth. “And before you ask yea we heard the whole story of you and
Mason. And personally I think he was a
damn idiot.”
Mila shook her head. “I’m over it. So why was Kim so gung-ho about
you and me?”
Paul frowned as he put his burrito on the table; he knew he was
going to have this conversation with someone eventually. “I started dating Jenna when we were sixteen. We married at nineteen; when she was
twenty-two she found out she was pregnant.
We were so excited. When she was
around seven months along; I had to go patrol up by the Canadian border. The whole time I was there I kept getting
this feeling that I should be home with her.
I’d been gone for about six hours when the pack all appeared frantic in
my head. I could hear their voices but
they were blocking what their eyes could see; at that point I heard Jenna’s
name said a few times so I demanded to know that was going on.”
Paul swallowed hard as he tried to keep himself calm. “Sam ordered
me back to La Push and once I got back he finally told me. A vampire came on the territory and smelt my
scent all over our home and worse he smelled my scent all over Jenna and even
worse he could smell the pregnancy hormones that her body was producing; after
that it was the thrill of the chase for him.
He taunted and stalked her through the woods. He tortured and played with her like it was
some kind of a game. In the end he
killed Jenna…and the baby.”
Paul could feel his hands shaking and was surprised when he looked
down at the hand that was touching his forearm brought a calming sensation over
his body completely and was even more surprised when he looked over at Mila and
saw silent tears sliding down her cheeks.
“I’m – I’m so sorry Paul. No
one should have to endure pain like that in their life time; no one.” Mila blinked out a few more tears. “And here
I thought my sob story was the worst in the world.”
Paul shook his head. “Heart break and death are two different kinds
of pain. They are both agonizing in
their own way.” Paul reached over and
brushed his thumb under Mila’s eyes, whipping her tears away; before he sat
back against the chair. “It’s been two years and for some reason Kim seems to
think it’s time for me to stop being an angry wolf. I’ve always been temperamental but I actually
calmed down when Jenna found out she was pregnant; I couldn’t imagine hurting
Jenna or the baby with my temper. After
they were killed I was so pissed because I didn’t listen to my gut feeling that
I spent a good six months in wolf form.”
“Did you guys ever catch the vampire?” Mila had to ask. A wrong had to be righted; sweet revenge was
always classic.
Paul’s frown deepened as he shook his head negatively. “No, but he
left his scent all over Jenna and believe me it’s a scent I will NEVER
forget. He’ll come back to our
territory, he was too cocky and sloppy not to and when he does; he’s mine and
the guys know it.”
Mila could see the intensity in Paul’s eyes. He was just about as serious as anyone could
be. She almost felt sorry for that
vampire; because she knew if and when he came back Paul was going to do the
same thing to it that it did to Jenna.
He was going to torture and play with it until it couldn’t stand it
anymore and then he was going to end its existence just as it had ended Jenna
and the baby’s. If the vampire hadn’t
killed Jenna and the baby in such a cold and calculating way she’d probably
have felt more pity for it; as it was she wasn’t feeling much of anything for
it.
Mila cleared her throat. “I’m not much of an eye for an eye kind of
person; but you deserve your revenge.
You definitely deserve your revenge; if not for you then for Jenna and
the baby.”
Paul nodded. “I know I was a complete douche bag when you got here
and I really am sorry for the things I said and the way I behaved. It isn’t who I really am. I’ve never been so disrespectful in my entire
life. I wasn’t raised that way and I really
hope you can forgive me and we can start over.”
Paul’s finger combed through his cropped black hair. “I’ve actually
calmed down some. Two years ago my anger
was at an all time high for me. Anger
forced us to phase the first time when we were sixteen. With me my temper was always just below the
surface of my skin. The other guys as
you can tell not so much. Seth is just
generally a happy go lucky idiot. Quil,
Jake and Embry have been best friends since birth like me and Jared. Collin and Brady both phased when they were
barely thirteen. A lot of boys had to
grow up fast in this tribe; some faster than others with Seth, Brady and
Collin.”
“So they were the youngest?”
Mila questioned.
Paul nodded as they continued to eat their breakfast burritos. “Seth was fifteen and his dad had just passed
away. He and Leah went at around the
same time. Apparently their father’s
death is what pushed them. Obviously,
Leah is recorded as the first and only female.
When she first phased she was so bitchy it annoyed the hell out of all
of us. But it wasn’t like we could blame
her.”
Mila nodded in understanding. “Ah the Leah, Sam and Emily triangle;
Kim mentioned that she didn’t explain it all she just said that Leah and Sam
had been dating and that as soon as Sam met Emily he fell completely in love
with her.”
Paul made a face. “It’s a little more complicated than that, but
that’s the jist of it.” Paul finished
his burrito as he leaned back in his chair. “I know you’re leg hurts and this
is completely off the wall, but would you like to go to Port Angeles and see a
movie?
Mila laughed slight. “That was slightly off the wall; but you know
I’ve been dying to go some place other than work and home. Can you give me like twenty minutes to shower
and dress?”
Paul smiled. “Absolutely; take as much time as you need. I’m going to call and check in with Sam so he
knows I’ll be out of the area.” Paul
watched as she go up from the table and slowly made her way up the stairs; he
had to suppress the urge to carry her again, he just hated seeing the cringe
that went across her face every time she took a step.
Mila smiled more to herself as she got in the shower and couldn’t
help thinking things were definitely looking up in La Push.
Chapter 10
Two matinees, lunch, then another matinee, dinner and then five
games at the bowling alley later; Paul and Mila were too busy laughing and
having such a great time they couldn’t believe it was already eleven o’clock at
night. Paul had driven her back home in
his pick up and she invited him in to have something to drink before he had to
patrol. She’d tried to convince him
several times he should get some rest before his patrol, but he kept saying no.
Paul sat on the couch with Mila as he shook his head and chuckled at
her when she called him stubborn for not going home to get rest before patrol. “I’m not stubborn. I’m just surprisingly not tired. I’ll probably be dragging ass tomorrow when I
get off patrol, but I’ll get a little sleep before work.”
Mila laughed as she shook her head at Paul. “Oh you’re definitely
stubborn. What time do you have to go on
patrol?”
Paul took Mila’s left wrist as he looked at her watch before his
hand slid down to hers. “I know this is going to sound really childish, but is
it okay if I hold your hand?”
Mila smiled softly. “I don’t think any harm would come from it.” She smiled softly when he pushed his bigger
fingers between her smaller ones as he leaned back against the couch
cushions. The warmth from his hand
spread up her arm as she slightly leaned against his arm with her head on his
shoulder. It was nice and comfortable;
she’d never felt so relaxed in all her life.
Paul looked down at Mila and couldn’t help but feel a strange
feeling in his chest. Was he ACTUALLY
falling for her? He suddenly remembered
she’d asked him what time he had to patrol. He cleared his throat softly as her
blue eyes turned up to look at him. “I don’t have to go on patrol until about
three in the morning. So I’ve got a few
hours.”
Mila shook her head. “Are you sure you don’t want to go home and lay
down. You’re going to be really
tired. Or you can even lie across my
couch or maybe even go lay down in the spare room.”
Paul could feel his heart flutter slightly at her sweet offer. Damn he felt like such a girl. “That’s sweet
but really I’m okay. I’ll be fine; I
promise.” Paul couldn’t help but let a
smile adorn his lips and she returned the smile.
Mila was counting the shiny flecks in his eyes and before she knew
it she had pushed her face towards his and pressed her lips against his. What she
found there wasn't something that she had anticipated. In fact, it scared her;
but in a good way.
Mila’s eyes snapped open and she pulled back. Even though every
fiber in her being was pushing her closer to Paul, wanting, aching, needing
more of him. Whereas her rational sense tried to make her see that an impulsive
deed isn't always the right thing. In fact, it almost never is. And this was
included. Both of them were staring at each other and she could see the gears
in his brains as they were working overtime, hoping to find an explanation.
Mila slowly put distance between the two of them and regret washed over her.
What had she done? She couldn’t believe she’d actually kissed
him. What the hell was she thinking? Now more than a few hours prior had he
confided in her the story of his wife and babies double murder and here she was
kissing him. If he never came near her
again she wouldn’t have anyone but herself to blame.
"Ummm." Was all she could
get out when suddenly Paul's eyes fell on her. Only
this time, there was no confusion, there was determination and before she knew
it he had put his hand on the back of her head and pulled her in for another
kiss.
This one was different. When it came to passion and length; somewhere
deep inside she knew it wasn't a good idea but it was so hard to not react when
Paul did that thing with his...Oh wow!
Mile felt the pit of her stomach tighten and she grabbed his
shoulders pushing her body closer to him. Screw the consequences; she was
pretty damn sure that for now they could forget about it all and just focus on
the two of them, rights here, right now; in their heavy lip lock.
Paul was a pretty damn good kisser. His hot lips drew out sounds and
feelings Mila didn't even know she had in her. Not to mention his hands. They
were burning a hole through the fabric of her clothes and she could feel her
skin yearn for even more. She wasn't sure whether that was such a good thing. She
wrapped her arms around his neck and their chests collided together. Her
breasts were crushed against his solid chest and she could feel the thumps of
his own heartbeat as they matched hers. Mila hissed as he bit down on her lower
lip. She automatically opened her mouth and his tongue moved inside caressing hers
with a series of toe-curling-hallelujahs. Mila hadn't realized she was
straddling him but once his hands disappeared beneath her shirt she had
forgotten all about that. The only thing that mattered right now was his hands
and his lips.
When Mila said that Paul had a fan-fucking-tastic body she
hadn't realized it was truly very...fuckable! He was hard in all the right places, pun
intended! And the freaking amazing part, it was all because of her. And partly
because he just had a good reaction to her. But hey, it was all because of her.
A very strange happy feeling occurred and she put her own hands beneath his
shirt, feeling up his chest. His muscles contracted beneath her fingertips and
he pulled his lips from hers and their eyes met. Both of them were heavy with
lust and she realized that she liked it.
Mila closed her eyes again and pulled him in for another kiss. She
wanted to feel every single part of him, the good, the bad, and the blemished.
Everything! And to say that Paul was making it fairly easy for her would be an
understatement.
Mila wasn't sure how, or when but at some point her was lying on the
couch, her shirt discarded as Paul hovered over her. His heavenly weight
pressing onto her made her smile and she tugged at the hem of his shirt, urging
him to get rid of it. It joined her shirt on the floor a few seconds later. His
hands roamed all over her skin, leaving a trail of hot fire that licked her
skin till it cried out. His lips were drawing a path down to her throat and
nipped at her collar bone. Mila was sure he was leaving marks but that was
probably to compensate for the fact she was leaving enough marks on his back as
her nails dug into his skin. His tongue darted out to ease the pinch his teeth
caused and her back arched into him. He grabbed hold of her hips when his lips
reached the swell of her breasts. Both of them were breathing so loudly it was
almost embarrassing but she supposed neither of them truly saw the shame in
that because no matter what she did she couldn't stop.
She just couldn't.
Mila tried to spur him on, to stop him from teasing her but it was
as if he couldn't hear because he just kept continuing in this dreadful slow
pace that would've had her undone in less than a few minutes. Mila’s bra strap
fell of her shoulder and she could feel his mouth work wonders in the valley
between her breasts as she lifted up her body so he could undo her bra and pull
it off; it was forming a barrier between the two of them. The discerning object
was flung to the floor and his mouth latched to her nipple. The wave of
pleasure she felt made her fist his hair in her fingers.
Paul’s blackened lust filled eyes looked up into her indigo eyes
when suddenly both of them froze. Her
nipple fell from his mouth as his eyes remained locked onto hers.
Oh shit!
Something had changed. The
earth had shifted. Gravity wasn’t where
it had once been. Immediately she
watched as a thousand and one different emotions flooded Paul’s beautiful ink
black eyes. He jumped up off of her as
if her body had caught on fire and he was scared of being burned alive.
Two seconds later, Paul was already dressed while Mila was still
fumbling with her bra. The embarrassment making it so fucking hard to think
rationally; what had just occurred between them? With Paul of all people! She
felt her throat constrict with emotions and she hooked up her bra when suddenly
Paul flung her shirt in her face. Mila
was able to catch it before it fell and she mumbled ‘sorry’ incoherently before
she shrugged it over her head.
“I have to go.” Were the ONLY
words he uttered and suddenly he was gone from her house.
Mila felt hot. Incredibly so, and having him pull away at such a
point wasn't only painful for him. It was for her too. Not to mention that the
heavy feeling of rejection stung badly. All she was left with were the memories of the
night’s activities and the burning sensation he’d left against her lips and
skin.
Chapter 11
Paul’s angry blackened eyes flitted around the trees as his overly
large wolf body tore off like a bat out of hell. He was pissed off and sad at the same time
and with him that was an overly dangerous combination. He had every emotion under the moon running
through his veins. He was upset, pissed,
scared, mad and sad.
He couldn’t believe it. He
absolutely couldn’t believe it. He had
to find Sam and Billy Black. He had to
talk with them about it. Paul skidded to
a stop in the middle of the tree covered forest as his muzzle turned towards
the moon above him and he let out a long lone pained howl.
Not more than a few seconds later his howl was answered with two and
then four and then six and then eight more howls that were in tune with his;
finally the ninth howl belonged to Sam’s alpha wolf.
‘Paul, what is going on? Did you catch a scent?’ Sam asked in his strong alpha voice.
Paul let out a sort of whimper in his head. ‘No I need to call a pack meeting; or maybe just a meeting with you and
Billy. Something happened and I’m not
sure what to do.’
Sam couldn’t imagine what was going on. ‘Jake can you get your dad and come to my place?’
‘Absolutely, I’ll run by his
house and get him; we should be there in like fifteen minutes.’ Jake answered as he changed direction and took off towards his
dad’s house.
Emily’s almond shaped eyes watched as Paul sat in her and Sam’s
living room with his elbows resting on his knees and his fingers buried in his
own hair. He hadn’t made a sound or a
move since taking his place on the couch.
Emily had tried several times to get him to tell her what had him tied
in knots but it just wasn’t happening.
Emily looked up at Sam who was standing with his arms crossed over his
muscled chest as she rose from her spot and gave Sam a knowing look.
Sam nodded as he followed his beautiful wife into the kitchen; never
missing the worried look on her face.
She’d practically been like a mother to all the guys since they started
phasing at sixteen; so to see one of them in this sort of state was shocking to
her. And of all people Paul. He was usually the easiest to read out of all
the guys. Paul had three speeds; calm,
happy and pissed. And they were usually
all or nothing.
Sam leaned down and kissed the top of Emily’s head as she went from
leaning against the counter to leaning against his chest; his arms automatically
finding their way around her body. “I know you’re worried. Whatever is going on with him he won’t talk
to anyone about; he wants to wait for Billy.”
Emily shook her head. “I just hope everything is okay. I’ve not seen him like this before. Usually if it was an annoyance issue he’d
phase and run it off like he did when Jenna died. He’s so quiet and that’s very un-Paul
like. He’s always got something to say
and always something to throw his two cents in about.”
The back door opened and Jake was wheeling Billy into the warm
house. Jake saw the look on Emily’s face
and his eyes sought out Paul’s form.
When he located Paul sitting on the couch in the living room he just realized
shit was getting serious and at this point who couldn’t imagine why.
Everyone moved into the living room at which point Paul stood and
they could see him shaking. Sam had
quietly pulled Emily behind his hulking form just to be on the safe side. She peeked around his arm as her eyes bore
into him; curiosity was at an all time high within the four people starting at
the most volatile pack member.
Paul couldn’t stop himself from pacing and raked his fingers through
his hair a few times before he finally stopped as his blackened eyes landed on
Billy Black the tribal leader and council member. “I imprinted; again.” His voice was low and shaky as he continued.
“How is that even possible Billy?” He
moved around a little more. “I don’t understand what the fuck is
happening. I already had my imprint and
she was killed because I couldn’t keep her safe; I shouldn’t be allowed to have
another chance to fuck up another human life.”
“I’m not certain why Paul…”
Billy finally spoke. His voice
was strong sounding even if he himself didn’t understand it either. No one had ever heard of a wolf imprinting
twice.
“Well then who the fuck does?
I don’t deserve another imprint!
I mean falling for someone is one thing, but getting a whole new imprint
is completely different. Damn it. This isn’t right.” Paul growled out in frustration.
Emily couldn’t help but blink out silent tears as she stepped out
from behind Sam; she walked up to Paul as she touched his cheek softly. “Paul,
you deserve everything that this life has planned for you; EVERYTHING! You didn’t mess anything up with Jenna it was
an accident; accidents happen. Stuff
happens in life for a reason. Jenna
wasn’t slated to be with you forever, maybe she was just supposed to stay with
you long enough to get you through high school and a couple of years after and
whoever you imprinted on now is there for good.
There is never a set reason why people are taken from our lives. Why did the Quileute God’s take Sam from Leah
and give him to me? I don’t know why,
but I thank them every night when I go to bed for the beautiful man who turned
my world upside down in every way imaginable.
They had a reason for Sam; they’ll have a reason for you, but you can’t
question it, you just have to go with it.”
Paul shook his head negatively. “I don’t know what to do Em.” Paul frowned deeply. “I imprinted on Mila and
I couldn’t even say anything but ‘I have to go’ and I just left her there. I could feel the rejection coming from
her.” Paul started pacing again. “God she’s
so beautiful. She’s such a sweet
girl. I can’t believe I just walked out
of her house with nothing more said. I
didn’t even say bye to her. She was so
worried that I wouldn’t get enough sleep before patrol.” Paul shook his head again. “Can you believe
that? She offered her couch and even her
spare room so I could sleep and I ran out of there like my damn pants were on
fire. I’ve got to be the biggest fuckin
jerk in the world.”
Emily touched Paul’s forearm and his eyes peered down at her. “You
can always go back and talk to her.
Explain what imprinting is. She
doesn’t know does she?”
Paul started to pace again. “No I don’t think anyone has ever
explained it to her. I just – We had
this whole perfect day and then she kissed me.
She kissed me! I always initiate
the first kiss, but she just did it with no fear in her eyes and God it was
wonderful. I haven’t been kissed like
that in…well ever. It was amazing and
breathtaking. It was the most perfect kiss I’d ever gotten.” Paul shook his head. “Jesus I sound like a
chic.”
Chuckles filled the air in the small living room. Jake rolled his red lips as his eyebrows went
to his hairline. “Paul I know how you
felt when Jenna died. I know how you
felt and what you think is or isn’t your fault.
It wasn’t your fault. Some
deranged lunatic vampire got on our lands and did his worst and took a little
piece of every one of us the night he killed Jenna. He took the biggest piece from you, but it is
time for you to move on man. You’ve been
my pack brother since we were sixteen, you’ve been through my life ups and
downs and we’ve been through yours and now it’s time for another up. This is
your second chance at true happiness.
Take a day; hell take a few days and collect
the thoughts and words that you NEED to tell Mila and then go over there and
talk to her.”
Jake shook his head negatively. “Don’t think we all haven’t seen the
change in you since you met her. She
might have been a stranger, but you were the first one to direct your whole
attention to her. It was inevitable that
if one of us could imprint a second time; it was bound to be your ass. Go talk to her, she’ll understand; just don’t
wait too long or you’ll miss your chance.”
Paul took all the advice that he was given. Billy spoke to him and even Sam had something
to say; all their words of encouragement.
Paul found himself running through the trees again in wolf form, trying
to process everything that every one said.
Paul found himself sitting in the tree line outside of Mila’s
house. His blackened eyes watched
closely as she sat on the porch swing wrapped in a blanket; he couldn’t read
the look on her face, but then again he didn’t have to because he could feel
the rejection rolling off her in waves.
It was definitely going to take a few days before he would even be
able to approach her again. He just
hoped she would be patient for him.
Chapter 12 – I Will Be Waiting
It had been a couple of weeks since Paul had run from Mila’s
house. She’d not really gotten a lot of
sleep and spent most of her hours awake cleaning her house from top to
bottom. She went to work with dark
circles under her eyes; trying to make heads or tails of everything that had
happened between her and Paul.
Maybe she shouldn’t have kissed him…But he did kiss her back, the
whole time.
She’d obviously scared him with her bold move. He was not ready to move on even though
everyone had told him too. Maybe hand
holding was all he had been ready for and she pushed it. She had messed everything up and now she wasn’t
sure if she could even fix things between her and Paul; if he would even give
her a chance to fix anything.
“Mila…” Serena’s voice
brought Mila out of her own thoughts as her blue eyes looked up.
“Yea?”
Mila answered in a voice barely above a whisper.
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When it hurts too much to pretend
And the words burn inside your head
You can't say what you really mean
It's not that easy
If we never let each other know
Let the light shine in from upon our souls
We can dream but we'll never see
What life could be
Someday I'll find you
And I'll catch you
When you look my way
Someday you won't be afraid
And find the words to say
They were always there anyway
And I will be waiting [and I will be waiting]
'Cause I will be waiting ['cause I will be waiting]
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Serena knew what had gone down with Mila and Paul; all the wolves and imprints
knew. Paul couldn’t help but let his
thoughts about what had happened between them run wild while he was on patrol,
naturally the guys told their imprints.
Nothing was really a secret from anyone in the pack.
Serena gave Mila a weak smile. “It’s slow right now, it’ll probably
be slow for the rest of the night, why don’t you go home and get some
rest. You look tired.”
Mila shook her head. “It wouldn’t do any good. I wouldn’t sleep anyways. I’ve been cleaning my house top to bottom
over and over. Since I’m here I might as
well start cleaning this place too.”
Kim and Serena watched as Mila disappeared into the back of the
diner. She re-emerged with cleaning
solutions, rags and paper towels and then disappeared into the ladies
restroom. Once she had finished both
restrooms she swept and mopped the entire diner and then started cleaning the
base board around the entire dinner.
Serena looked at Kim sadly as Kim returned her sad look with one of
her own. Mila was going on her fourth
hour of cleaning the diner. She still
looked tired but it was like she was the energizer bunny, she had energy for
days upon days. “I’m afraid of what
might happen if Mila doesn’t get sleep soon.
She drives back and forth from her house to work and back again after a
nine hour shift.”
Kim nodded. “I know Serena.
Paul’s just taking his sweet time.
I realize he needs time to confront her and I know he’s been keeping
tabs on her at night; but he can’t see the way she’s physically run down. She’s probably having nightmares about
wolves when she does sleep, so she’s probably forcing herself to stay away to
avoid the nightmares.”
Serena frowned. “Can’t Jared talk some sense into Paul? I know they’ve been best friends since birth
practically.”
Kim shook her head negatively. “Jared has cornered him a few times
trying to get him to get his head on straight and talk to her. But everyone is right you can’t exactly rush
something like this. Paul’s gotta be
right with it, especially after losing Jenna.”
Serena sighed heavily. “Well something’s gotta give; and soon. I realize it’s only been a couple of weeks
but it’s already a week too many.”
The girl’s eyes followed Mila as she continued to clean the base
boards on her hands and knees. No one
should be able to clean that much. No
one was even forcing her to do that.
Mila ignored the looks from her co-workers as she continued on her
cleaning jag. She could feel the tears
pricking the back of her eyes. She
blinked and a few silent tears slid down her cheeks. She wiped them away hastily she didn’t want
anyone to see her crying; she needed no one’s pity right now. She didn’t like to show weakness at all.
Mila finished up the base boards and once she dumped the dirty
water, she went to the rest room to clean herself up. She walked back out and accidentally ran into
someone, she looked up to apologize. “I’m sorr…” The apology died on her lips
as she was held captive by the familiar blackened eyes of Paul. She subconsciously took a step back from him
and her eyes dropped to the floor as she side stepped
around him.
Paul wasn’t going to lie.
When she stepped away from him it hurt he felt the twinge in his chest;
his imprint was avoiding contact with him.
He took a step towards her when she walked around him, but stopped; he
could see her beautiful blue eyes were red and had instantly filled with tears
and he hadn’t even said anything to her.
Mila looked over at Kim and Serena. “I’m going home. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.” She walked out
of the diner and got in her car and left.
Once she got home she let the tears fall freely. She couldn’t stop them even in the privacy of
her own home; but she refused to cry in public.
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When the tears are slowly melting down
And your heart's stuck on a merry-go-round
Praying you could find a sign for when
This game will end
Someday I'll find you
And I'll catch you
When you look my way
Someday you won't be afraid
And find the words to say
They were always there anyway
And I will be waiting
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Jared felt a thwack to the back of his head. His brown eyes fell to his imprints angry
eyes. “What’s the matter Kimmie?”
Kim rolled her eyes as she smacked the back of Jared’s head again
with the wooden spoon in her hand. “I can’t believe you brought Paul in here
with you. You knew Mila was working
tonight. Why would you do that Jared
Cameron?” Kim crossed her arms over her
chest defiantly as she fixed a glare on her face that made Jared physically
cringe.
“I’m sorry Kimmie. I didn’t
mean anything by it. I forgot she was
working today.”
Kim felt a nudge in her side as she turned her eyes to Serena who
was holding out her hand. Kim understood
the request without having to hear it verbally as she handed over the wooden
spoon to the other girl. Kim pushed her
focus back to the man standing in front of her with the apologetic look on his
face.
“OUCH! What the hell
Serena?” Paul growled out as he shook
out his right hand. Serena had popped him
rather hard on the back of his knuckles with the thick wooden spoon she’s
acquired from Kim just moments before.
Normally smacks from females were really registered when directed
towards the wolves but the spoon was hella thick and she cracked him across his
left hand knuckles for good measure.
Kim and Jared couldn’t help laughing out loud as Paul shook both of
his hands and rubbed the backs of each one separately. They laughed even harder when Serena walked
around the counter, which separated her from the customers and slapped the
wooden spoon against each of Paul’s shins making him growl even more as he
hopped from one foot to the other, rubbing them trying to alleviate the sting.
Serena pointed the spoon at Paul. “You should be ashamed of yourself
Paul Lahote.” She swung the spoon again
and cracked it on the top of his head with a loud CRACK.
“MOTHER FUCKER!” Paul howled as he rubbed his head. “Man
someone come get this spoon from her; she’s God damn
lethal.” Paul grumbled. “What would you
have me do Serena? I can’t even answer
my own questions and no one else can answer them for me. How do you expect me to answer any questions
she might have?”
Serena’s hands were planted on her hips as she glared up at the man
in question. “I would expect you to answer any question she had
truthfully. The way any of you would and
did when all the other’s imprinted. You
explained it to Jenna; I know you remember explaining it to her. Why not just face Mila and tell her?”
Paul frowned as his eyes went from the floor up to Serena’s eyes.
“It’s not as easy as you make it out to be Serena. You think because it was so easy when Jake
told you and even when I told Jenna that it would be just as easy on my second
imprint. I don’t even know where to
begin to explain imprinting to Mila. I
have to take my time and do it when I’m ready.
Don’t think for one second it doesn’t hurt me any less when I look at
Mila or watch over her at night during patrol because it does. I know it’s my own fault and I don’t mean to
cause her pain, but I refuse to rush myself.”
Paul shook his head as he walked out of the diner and phased once he got
into the cover of the trees and took off running.
Jared shook his head as he looked at Serena and then down at
Kim. “It’s going to take him a while you
two. He feels like he doesn’t deserve a
second chance with an imprint. He’s got
to feel it as much as she does and he’s getting there but it’s a slow process. He’ll be ready to talk to her in a couple
more weeks. But you two can’t be rushing
him or pressuring him in any way. This
is not easy for him. I can’t imagine
what he’s going through and I don’t want to.”
Jared leaned down and kissed Kim’s lips softly. “Love you. I’ll be home in a few hours.”
Kim nodded. “Love you too; be careful.” She watched Jared leave
after his best friend.
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When you lose your thoughts
From a single look
When you can't remember
The last breath that you took
And I will be waiting
And I will be waiting
And I will be waiting
And I will be waiting
Slowly melting down
When it hurts too much to pretend
And the words burn inside your head
I will be waiting
I will be waiting
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Mila loved the fact she could cry in the privacy of her own
home. Kim had told her several times to
just be patient with Paul that eventually he would come and talk to her.
Mila looked out into the trees as she sat on her front porch. “I
will be waiting.” She said to no one in
particular.
Too bad she didn’t know the blackened wolf eyes staring back at her
heard what she said.
Chapter 13
A few weeks later, Mila was walking along the beach; she’d taken a
few personal days to just relax and take some time for herself. She was having nightmares about Paul’s wolf
attacking her for no reason. Every time
she heard a wolf howl she could only think of Paul. She was currently on her way to the diner
because she’d told her grandpa she’d be in to do payroll so everyone could get
paid. She sat at the corner booth way in
the back of the diner as she worked on the laptop and set the portable printer
on the tables as well.
Mila had finished up with payroll and finally noticed she’d
forgotten the checks to actually print out payroll, she stood and was greeted
by familiar blue eyes. Mila gasped as
her hand covered her mouth and she blinked rapidly. Her eyes were trying to convince her brain
she was really seeing Mason standing in front of her. Mila finally took a deep
breath. “Mason…”
The smile that made her weak in the knees appeared across his face.
“Mila…You’re looking good.”
“What are you doing in La Push?”
Mila had to ask. It wasn’t like
La Push was a tourist attraction or some huge vacation spot like Hawaii. How the hell would he find his way to La
Push?
Mason nodded. “I ran into your parents a few weeks ago and they told
me you came to stay with your grandfather.
I remember you tell me about him living on an Indian Reservation.”
Mila was getting pissed off fast and was about to blow her top.
“Okay, that still doesn’t tell me why you’re here.” Mila cocked her head to the side as her arms
crossed over her chest.
Mason hemmed and hawed around for a few minutes before he finally
exhaled heavily. “I wanted…Well I wanted to come and apologize for everything
that happened between me, you and Lisa.”
“Apologize for everything that happened? Okay I know I’ve not been living in the big
city for a while, but I know I’ve not been in a tiny town long enough to lose
brain cells. So if I understand you
correctly you want to apologize for making me waste most of my life on you
while you married and then started popping out rugrats with my cousin?” Oh yea Mila was pissed now.
Mason frowned. “Technically I didn’t know she was your cousin
Mila. You can’t really hold that against
me.”
“Technically I should kick you in the balls so hard they pop out of
your eye sockets. You cheated on
me...REPEATEDLY; it doesn’t matter who it was with; my cousin, my friends or my
own mother. Cheating is cheating and
there’s no way around it. Then you asked
me to marry you and you actually let me go through the motions of planning this
beautifully over priced wedding to you; a man who was already married and
working on baby number two.” Mila could
suddenly feel the tears as they started to line her eyes.
Mason nodded. “Okay I get it.
I’m a horrible person but I need you to forgive me. I know it sounds stupid, but the last few
months I’ve felt the guilt just eating away at me.”
“Are you stupid or sick?
Which is it? Because I’m having a
hard time digesting why you’re seriously standing here asking me for
forgiveness when you shouldn’t even be speaking a word to me at all. Is Lisa dying? Did she finally ask for that divorce because
she’s suddenly realized the whole time you was cheating on me with her that you
were cheating on her with me. I mean;
why do you suddenly need me to forgive you when I could only hope the guilt
eats away at you until you’re a rotting corpse.”
Mila didn’t understand it but the more Mason stood there taking up
her time in life, it was pissing her off to the point of just wanting to break
down and cry. She thought she could
handle anything, but apparently she was wrong.
Kim and Serena had kept their distance as they watched the
exchange. Kim had recognized Mason as
soon as he walked into the diner and asked for Mila. Kim really wanted to tell him to ‘fuck off’
but decided against it. She figured it
was Mila’s chance to give him her two cents; she had been right, but she also
could tell things were not going well between them. As soon as Kim heard the bell that hung above
the front door or the diner ding, she already knew it was Paul and Jared. Paul had to of felt her mixed emotions so he
was probably worried about her.
Paul and Jared immediately went over to Kim; she looked up at them
and pointed towards the back booth. “That’s Mason. He’s been trying to ask for her forgiveness
but she’s not to forth coming with it.
Not that I can blame her. I think
she really wants to punch him out.”
Their focus went from whatever Kim was saying back to Mila and the
stranger.
Mason shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “Well
you might just get your wish. A couple
of months after the whole wedding fiasco, I wasn’t feeling good and I went to
my doctor. I’ve got cancer and it’s
progressed to the point where it can’t be treated; it’s a brain tumor.”
Mila’s blue eyes narrowed a glare towards the piece of shit standing
in front of her. Mila’s arms unfolded as
she planted her hands on her hips. “Mason, if you think for even a second I’m
going to believe this pathetic bullshit filled story about you having cancer
and you just want my forgiveness or pity you’re completely delusional. I will never feel pity for you Mason. After what you and Lisa did to me you’re out
of your friggen mind if you think there’s any kind of forgiveness in your
future from me. I realize you didn’t
know Lisa was my cousin, but she’ll never tell you the truth; she knew we were
dating. Lisa and I used to be close like
sisters until she left for college. When
she showed up at our wedding knocked up, I suddenly understood why she stopped
returning my calls or e-mails. You both
betrayed me, you both hurt me; and now you both can rot in hell together.”
Mason took a step closer to Mila as tears started to slide down her
cheeks, she was finally over him and suddenly he had to pop back up in her life
for some lame ass reason. Even if he was
telling the truth and wanted to go to his grave with a clear conscience; there
was no way in hell she was ever going to give him the satisfaction.
Mila backed away as she packed up the laptop and the portable
printer and stood facing her ex. “Mason do us both a favor and forget you ever
knew me. Forget you know my name and
forget I’m related to Lisa, because I can assure you I’ve already done the
same. If you’re telling the truth about
the cancer then enjoy the rest of your life until it’s over. If you’re lying then please don’t ever come
back to La Push again. This is where my
home is and you’re no longer welcome here; alive or
otherwise.”
All eyes watched as Mila walked from the diner and heard her car
start up and she was gone within seconds.
Paul spared a look at Jared, Kim and Serena as he nodded and walked
over to Mason as he put his index finger against Mason’s chest and pushed him
back against the table lightly. “You have no idea what you gave up when you
gave her up. She doesn’t want or need bullshit trash like you around her. Stay away from Mila and stay out of La Push.”
Paul shook his head as he headed out of the diner. He phased as soon as he was in the cover of
the trees, he knew as long as he ran in wolf form he could make it to Mila’s
before she got there. It was time for
him to talk with her. It was damn long
overdue and after what he’d just witnessed she needed someone who wasn’t going
to let her down and Paul decided right then and there he would NEVER let her
down.
Mila pulled into her drive way and was surprised to see Paul sitting
on the steps of her porch. She got out
of her car as she fixed a glare on her face. “If you’re here to tell me you
don’t want to see me again for whatever bullshit reason you may have; please
save your breath because I have just had several of the WORST days all wrapped
into a thirty minutes conversation and I really am not up for a speech or
lecture or whatever it is you might have planned.”
Paul stood up when she pulled into her drive way. His words died on his tongue after she
basically told him to shut up before he could even say anything. Paul watched as she walked up the steps as
she started to pass him, he grabbed her upper arm and pulled her back in front
of him. His heart ached when he saw the
tear streaks and the fresh tears. “I don’t give bullshit reasons for anything
in my life. But I owe you an explanation
for what happened a few weeks ago.” His
free hand came up and his thumb brushed away the fresh tears that slid down her
cheeks. Her beautiful blue eyes were red
rimmed as she sighed. “But it can wait; I’m more concerned with how I can help
you stop crying, because you’re breaking my heart.”
Mila shook her head. “I’m fine.
What did you want to talk to me about?”
Paul shook his head negatively as he gently pulled her to him and
wrapped his arms around her. “It can wait.
It can always wait.” One arm
around her waist brought her as close to him as he
could get her and his free hand cradled the back of her head as she cried. And then he felt it. Her hands gripped two handfuls of the black
beater he had on and the tears began to soak it.
Chapter 14
Standing on the porch wrapped in Paul’s arms, Mila never felt
safer. Her body was soaking up his
overheated body temperature as she relaxed against him. She didn’t notice it but Paul had taken her
keys from her and he’d unlocked her front door and moved the both of them into
the living room of her house.
When Mila pulled back from Paul he reached over and pulled a tissue
from the kleenex box on her table and softly whipped
her wet cheeks and eyes free of her tears.
Mila smiled softly as she thanked him for the tissue as she took it from
him and finished whipping her eyes. Mila
sat down on the couch and Paul followed suit next to her.
Her blue eyes slowly moved up and met his beautiful blackened
eyes. Her hand came up and rubbed at the
wet spot on his shirt. “I’m sorry I got your shirt wet. I didn’t mean to cry on you.”
Paul looked down where her hand was touching him and suddenly that
one touch made his whole body come alive.
His hand came up and covered hers, resting it over his heart. It was thumping against the palm of her hand,
but it was thumping so hard he could feel it through her hand and against his
own palm. He was extremely nervous, but
he had to tell her. He already knew he’d
fallen in love with her. It was
unexpected but completely welcome.
Paul exhaled heavily as his other hand caressed Mila’s cheek. “I’m
really glad you’re not crying anymore.
You really were breaking my heart.
It actually physically hurt knowing and feeling that you was in that
kind of pain.”
Mila cocked her head to the side. “What do you mean feeling? What’s going on Paul?”
Paul swallowed hard. “There’s – Well there’s one thing about our
world that no one has explained to you.
And apparently I have a reason for telling you about it now. We – the wolves we do this thing called
imprinting.”
“Imprinting?” Mila repeated. “So what does it mean for
you?”
“Imprinting is when a wolf looks in the eyes of anyone, they could
be a complete stranger and we get this feeling that overcomes us. Suddenly everything in our world doesn’t
matter; she’s the ONLY thing that exists for us then. She’s our everything
and at the given point in her life we will be and do anything for her. Her every happiness
is our only goal other then protection.
Quil Imprinted on Claire when she was only 2 years old, but he didn’t
see her as anything but a little sister as she gets older he’ll become her best
friend, once she gets around sixteen or seventeen their feelings will gradually
change towards one another and it will be her decision is she wants to pursue a
romantic relationship with him. As long
as Quil continues to phase with the rest of us he’ll continue to look
twenty. Once Claire reaches twenty he’ll
stop phasing as much and they will age together. Essentially she is his soul mate, his only
reason for living.”
Mila rolled her lips together as she took in everything Paul said to
her. “Jenna was your imprint right?” She
asked for clarification. He nodded yes
as confirmation to her question. “I can’t even imagine what that kind of pain
felt like when she passed.”
Paul shook his head. “The imprint bond is incredibly strong. We can feel their emotions and when kept from
our imprint for long periods of time; the imprint and wolf both feel physical
pain. If they’re in danger we can sense
it and we go to them to protect them immediately. The thing is even if we couldn’t physically
imprint on our soul mate we would still end up being together with them. Emily has always said the imprint just gives
us a shove in the right direction.” Paul
sighed heavily yet again as he raked his fingers through his head a couple of
times. “I know I’m going on and on about this but it’s only because – Well It’s
because I not only imprinted on Jenna, but because she died the imprint bond
was severed and I – well I imprinted on you.”
Mila stood up as she looked down at Paul. “Is that why…I mean…When
did this happen exactly?”
A chuckle died on Paul’s tongue before it had a chance to make it
past his lips, she looked a little panicked or maybe worse. Paul stood up as their eyes locked again.
“The night I left here like I was struck in the ass by lightening.” Paul shook his head. “The minute I looked up
from your chest and we locked eyes. I
was a little freaked out which is why I jumped up so quickly and hauled
ass. Imprinting is not supposed to be
common, but almost every pack member has imprinted except the younger ones, and
it certainly hasn’t been documented that any wolf in the history of our tribe
has imprinted twice.”
Mila looked down at the floor and then back up to Paul. “So I’m your
soul mate.” It was a statement not a
question but Paul nodded just the same.
“Look we can ignore it. We
can run with it. We can just be
friends. Whatever it is you want to do;
we’ll do it. I know what you just went
through at the diner and I know you’ve probably got no energy left to even
think about something like this right now.
I just wanted to give you an explanation that you fully deserved. I didn’t mean to just do what we did that
night and not tell you what happened.
You have to know I like you Mila.
Christ we spent the whole day together; it was so perfect.” Paul didn’t
realize he’d taken Mila’s hands into his and was just holding onto them as if
they were a lifeline to her. “And you were so worried about me getting rest
before I had to go on patrol. No one has
ever showed that much caring for me before.
I mean Jenna and I were together since we were sixteen; after a few
years you don’t really have to say ‘be careful’ or ‘make sure you get sleep’,
because you’ve already been through a few bad things together and you already
know the drill. It was just nice to hear
it come from someone who was oblivious to what goes on during patrol or hunts.”
Mila couldn’t even say anything as her hand went up and to the back
of his neck and pulled him down and their lips collided into each other. Paul’s hands gripped her hips tightly as he
quickly responded to her kiss. Clearly whatever
they had started a few weeks ago was about to be continued. And neither one of them had any objections
about it. Paul pulled his lips from
Mila’s reluctantly as he rested his forehead against hers; while they caught
their breath.
Much like Paul his touch completely set Mila’s whole body a
blaze. Their eyes remained locked
together. “Let’s run.”
No two words ever sounded as sweet to Paul as those two did; pure
music to his ears. She wanted to be with
him. At least he was hoping she returned
his feelings. He couldn’t stop himself
from capturing her lips with his; they were addicting and soft and she tasted
as sweet as honey. Paul’s hands slid
from her hips to her rear as he gave it a firm squeeze, eliciting a moan from
Mila. Paul couldn’t help smirk against
her lips as they continued kissing. His
hands moved again as they slid down the back of her thighs as he gripped them
and lifted her with ease. Mila’s legs
wrapped around his waist as her fingers buried into his hair.
Somehow with their lips still engaged in passion filled kisses; Mila
had directed Paul through her house and upstairs to her room; where her shirt
and bra and his shirt were already lying on the floor. They were across the bed and their chests
were pressed together. Mila could feel
Paul’s warm hands as they gently cupped her naked breasts. Likewise one of her hands trailed from his
shoulder down as her fingernails slightly slipped over his pebble sized nipples
causing Paul to growl against Mila’s neck as he continued to kiss and lick his
way down to her breasts as he took her right nipple between his lips, which
cause her to moan in response.
Paul knelt between her legs as he moved to her other breast and his
hands slid down the smooth skin of her sides and stomach as he reached her
jeans and unbuttons and pulled the zipper down; his hands returned to the
waistline of her jeans as he gripped them in his hands with her panties and
began to tug them down her beautiful hips, soft thighs. Paul’s lips and tongue followed the same path
as her jeans did when he was pulling them off.
Once her jeans and panties joined the rest of the clothes on the floor
Paul shed his shorts as he crawled back up her body nestling himself fully
between her thighs.
Mila couldn’t stop enjoying the feeling of Paul’s full weight
pressed on top of her body not to mention his VERY present erection pressed
against her inner thigh. Her fingertips traced the definition of the muscles
that started at the skin of his taut backside and then slowly slid up to the
curve of his lower back to his upper back and shoulder blades and then to his
shoulders. Paul slowly and methodically
moved against her and she couldn’t even attempt to stop the moan that slipped
from her lips.
Paul pulled back slightly as he peered down at her beautiful
face. Her lips were swollen from their
heated and passionate kisses. “We don’t have to do this Mila…”
Mila nodded. She knew he
didn’t have to ask because the answer would always be yes. “Yes we do. I’ve
been falling in love with you Paul…Make me yours.”
Paul swallowed hard and could feel his heart rate pick up when she
confessed her love for him. “I love you too Mila…Believe me you’re already
mine.” He captured her lips softly as he
moved around and slowly began to slide himself into her body. The movement causing a sexual friction
between the two of their bodies and they were both suddenly aware of the
release they both physically needed from each other.
Every move Paul made with his body as he began to rock in and out of
her body elicited a moan, a sigh or even a whisper of his named from her lips
as he made slow love to his imprint. Her
heels were pressed into the soft mattress of the bed and she began moving with
his body making sure he didn’t have to do all the work, wanting him to feel as
much pleasure as she was feeling. One
hand clutching his left butt cheek and the other holding onto the middle of his
back like she never wanted him disconnected from her body.
All at once they both hit their ecstasy peek together and in a fully
satisfied rush they both fell over the edge in such a powerful climactic orgasm
it left them practically breathless. They continued to stare at each other for
more than a few minutes as they caught their breath. Mila smiled softly as she reached up and ran
her thumb across Paul’s forehead it was covered by a thin sheen of sweat;
clearly they had worked each other over pretty well. “Please tell me it will
always feel like this.”
Paul chuckled slightly. “For us it will.”
Mila felt empty as Paul slowly removed himself from inside of her
body, but not from her bed. Paul rolled
to his back as he pulled Mila into his arms and she rested her head on his
chest over his heart. His arms wrapping
her in a cocoon of warmth and never ending love. The two lovers drifted off to sleep both
could only imagine and dream of what the future held for the two of them.
And honestly couldn’t wait to see what the future brought.
Chapter 15
The morning was absolutely beautiful. There wasn’t a cloud in sight. Her blue eyes sought out ever space in the
church. White candles and roses with
tons of baby’s breath lined the isles.
Beautiful white silky rug rolled out from the back of the church to the
altar. White silk swags were draped from
pew to pew. There were already white
rose pedals scattered all over the rest of the church floor and even over the
steps of the altar.
It was just like the movies.
It was like a chick flick movie where the big beautiful white
wedding and the completely perfect couple marry for all the right reasons and
live happily ever after. She couldn’t believe how truly beautiful it all
was. It had all fallen together in a few
short months. Anything that followed the
events of the day would just be the perks of their lives.
“Mila…” Emily’s voice broke
her thoughts as her eyes turned from the beauty of the church back to see Emily
and the girls standing behind her. “C’mon honey, we need to get you ready.”
Mila smiled softly. She
couldn’t believe it. It was really time
for her to start getting ready to be married.
She and Paul had dated heavily for a good six months before Paul
couldn’t stop himself from taking her on a romantic walk on the beach and
proposed to her. She couldn’t stop
herself from saying yes. And here it was
six month later, and their wedding day.
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He put it on me, I put it on,
Like there was nothing wrong.
It didn't fit,
It wasn't right.
Wasn't just the size.
They say you know,
When you know.
I don't know.
I didn't feel
The fairytale feeling, no.
Am I a stupid girl
For even dreaming that I could.
If it's not like the movies,
That's how it should be, yeah.
When he's the one,
I'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning
And that's just the beginning, yeah.
***********************
Mila nodded as she followed the girls upstairs, her wedding down in
a white garment bag draped over her arm.
Once they got into the changing room, Mila walked into the bathroom and
stripped off her jeans and t-shirt and pulled the beautiful bright white
wedding dress from the bag. She unzipped
the back and stepped into it; pulling it up her body
as she secured it around her chest. It
was a strapless corset bodice featuring beaded lace. The skit was an Organza dome with sequin
details and a chapel train. Even Mila
had to admit it was more beautiful that then her first wedding dress which
she’d only gotten to wear for two hours.
Mila walked out of the bathroom and the girls just went crazy. Emily walked around and helped zip up the
dress and then hooked the buttons over the zipper to conceal it. “You look so
beautiful Mila. Paul’s not going to be
able to keep his eyes off you.”
“Or his hands.” Kim giggled.
“Or anything other body part.” Serena joined in on Kim’s giggles.
Mila turned towards Kim and touched her slightly protruding four
month pregnant barely there belly. “How are you feeling Kimmie?” Somehow Jared’s nick name for Kim had rubbed
off on everyone else.
Kim giggled again at the use of her nick name she’d have to remember
to smack the shit out of Jared later. “Not too bad. The baby is moving a little. Jared barely let me out of the house this
morning without an escort. Em had to
practically beat him off with a stick.”
Both girls shared giggles. Kim’s eyes teared up. “You look so beautiful
Mila.”
Mila teared up as she scoffed. “Not nearly as beautiful as you
looked on your wedding day.”
A shrill ringing phone brought the girls out of their tear
fest. Kim giggled as she answered the
phone. “Jared I’m fine. I just got
slightly emotional seeing Mila in her wedding dress. Don’t call me again I’ll see you in thirty
minutes.” As she hung up and put the
phone back in her hand bag.
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Snow white said when I was young,
"One day my prince will come."
So I wait for that date.
They say its hard to meet your match,
Gotta find my better half.
So we make perfect shapes.
If stars don't align,
If it doesn't stop time,
If you cant see the sign,
Wait for it.
One hundred percent,
Worth every penny spent.
He'll be the one that,
Finishes your sentences.
If it's not like the movies,
That's how it should be.
When he's the one,
He'll come undone,
And my world will stop spinning,
And that's just the beginning.
***********************
Paul stood in front of the mirror as he gave himself the once
over. He couldn’t help the nerves that
flowed through his whole body. Jake and
Jared chuckled as they watched him tie, untie and re-tie his tie for the fifth
time. Jared walked over as he clapped
Paul on the back. “Bro stop being so nervous; it’s not like you’ve not been
through this once already.”
Paul chuckled. “I swear this tie just won’t tie perfect.”
Sam chuckled as he walked over and stood in front of him and retired
the tie perfectly for him. He could
understand the nerves. It was a wedding
and for them it meant forever.
Paul looked in the mirror as he nodded. “I can do this. I can really do this; right Sam?”
Sam chuckled loud. “Of course you can. You love her; she’s your imprint. You’re second chance at love. Don’t fuck it up.”
Paul shook his head as he chuckled. “Oh I definitely won’t.”
Someone said it was time and Paul could feel his heart rate pick up
as they all exited the side room and lined up at the altar. The solo piano music began as the bridesmaids
walked down the aisle. Once Paul saw Kim
take her place as the Maid of Honor; he turned around and his eyes widened as
he watched Mila walked down the aisle.
She looked so beautiful.
His blackened eyes devoured her in the bright white wedding
dress. She wouldn’t dare let him see it;
said it was bad luck. He couldn’t rip
his eyes from her even if he tried. As
she stopped in front of him, he carefully lifted her vale and her blue eyes
came into view as they locked with his.
The preacher got the beginning of the ceremony out of the way and
then turned it over to Paul as he cleared his throat. “Mila, you make me laugh,
you make me happy, and you make me feel alive.
I give you my heart, I give you my soul, and I give you our life
together. Our 2 lives will be better
together”
Mila smiled softly. She could
stand there and listen to Paul talk all day long. His voice was deep and soothing. “You give me your heart, you give me your
soul, and you give me our life together. I promise always to love you, I
promise always to cherish you, I promise always to be by your side. Our 2 lives
will be one forever.”
The preacher finished up the ceremony and declared them husband and
wife and gave Paul permission to kiss his new bride.
They sealed the deal with a passionate kiss.
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'Cause I know you're out there,
And your, you’re looking for me.
It's a crazy idea that you were made,
Perfectly for me you'll see.
***********************
A couple of hours later, after dinner and wedding cake Paul and Mila
were wrapped in each other’s arms. Mila’s heels were sitting on her chair as
were Paul’s socks and dress shoes. They
danced slowly with their bare feet.
Everyone else was just as relaxed as they danced as well with their bare
feet.
Mila smiled softly. “Are we really here? Are we really married Mr. Lahote?”
Paul chuckled as he kissed her lips softly. “Yes; yes we are Mrs.
Lahote.” Paul lifted her off the ground
as he spun her in circles and listened to her squeals of joy as her arms
tightened around his neck and held onto him tightly. “I love you so much Mila.”
Mila giggled as he placed her on her feet gently and she cupped his
overly warm cheeks. “I love you too Paul.”
She knew he was uncomfortable in the monkey suit, but was tolerating it
for her and her idea of the perfect wedding and reception. Mila reached up and untied his tie and let it
hand loose around the collar of his crisp white dress shirt and then also
unbuttons the first two buttons.
Paul shook his head. “How did you know?”
Mila giggled into the side of his neck. “Because I know you live to
make me happy. And you looked so
handsome today standing at the altar.
You’re eyes sparkled with your beautiful tuxedo. I figured you could use a little relaxation,
this was your day too.”
Paul shook his head as he tightened his arms around her waist. “It
wasn’t my day it was our day. Just like any other day after today is going to
be our day; for the rest of our lives.”
Mila pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips softly. “I’ve got a
surprise for you.”
Paul smirked as he cocked his head to the side. “What kind of
surprise?”
Mila stepped away from Paul and his hands went to her hips as he
watched her chew on her bottom lip. He
felt an anxious feeling come over his new bride. “What’s wrong baby?” She sighed softly and continued to chew her
bottom lip. “C’mon you can tell me anything.
You already know you can.”
Mila blinked as a couple of silent tears slid down her cheeks. Her
mouth opened and closed several times without anything coming out. She finally exhaled heavily. “I’m pregnant.”
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Just like the movies.
That's how it will be.
Cinematic and dramatic with the perfect ending.
It's not like the movies,
But that's how it will be.
When he's the one,
You'll come undone,
And your world will stop spinning,
And it's just the beginning.
***********************
Paul’s grip on her hips tightened as she watched his blackened eyes
lined with tears. Mila couldn’t help but
follow suit as she cupped his cheeks. “You can’t get all emotional Paul, if you
get emotional I’m going to get emotional too; I mean even more than I already
am.” They were both quiet as they stood
there eyes locked. “Please tell me
you’re happy about the baby…Please.” A
few more tears slipped down her cheeks.
Paul’s hands came up and his thumbs brushed away her tears. “It’s
half you and half me; of course I’m happy about it. Don’t even think for a second that I’m not.” A silent tear slid out of each of his eyes as
he whipped them away quickly; he didn’t want anyone to see him crying. He pulled Mila close to him as he buried his
face in the side of her neck and wrapped his arms around her tightly as they
both held onto each other as if the other was going to disappear.
“This is just the beginning baby.” Paul’s husky voice whispered
softly to her.
Yes; yes it was.
The End