#twilightwolfpack

[youralternantpersonality]

Christmas III

Okay, so let yall know, there might be more to this than planned (if you know me and my writing, you knew to expect this), but also, I should have mentioned how the packs are set up here. It is essentially the same as how it was in the original series, but occasionally, Jake, Leah, and Seth will help out with La Push and vice versa. You can’t have two Alphas in one pack. Ness is 18 (Like 18 years has passed, type of 18) and does patrol with Jake’s pack.

Also, I know that Jake made Leah his Beta (second in command), but I also have her as the best tracker in this because let's be honest… it's Leah. Queen will track a motherfucker down even without being a shapeshifter.

Gamma’s (Third in command)—Paul—is basically head Worrier. He trains everyone. Not saying he does with Jake's pack, but they might. I don’t know, didn’t really overthink that.

Okay, anyway, I just wanted to put that out there.

BTW, still have no idea what is going on. Love yall!

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Over the past few days, Paul had an increase in his duties at work due to higher active crimes in the La Push area and in the woods. He said he’ll make it up to me, and I have no doubt that he will; it just sucks not seeing him—but I love catching up with the girls in the meantime. Tomorrow, Emily and I are going to head to the airport to pick up Lajohn and Leah. When I talked to her on the phone about what was happening, her demeanor sounded strange, and it slightly shifted.

I’m not stupid. I know everyone is hiding something big from me. I noticed a lot of keywords and the body language shifting. I don’t want to push anyone, but it has not only started worrying me, but it is also slightly irritating. I wanted to take the opportunity to ask about it in the car with Emily but decided against it. I can tell this has more to do with those who secure La Push (i.e., Paul, Sam, Jared, Embry, Jake, Brady, Collen, Quil, Seth, Ness, and Leah) and decided it was just best to wait until I can ask them. Preferably Paul and Leah.

While helping Halulah set up the kitchen for lunch, I received a text from Elly, finally.

Elly: Hey, sorry about just getting back. You know it is around here with me! Lol, but that’s a bummer…I was really hoping we could spend time over winter break.

Y/n: Lol, you’re good. No worries. Well, we can always hang sometime at school.

Elly: Or…. we can meet up! So, we can exchange gifts and stuff! Oh! What about New Year’s?!

Elly: This is so exciting!!! Yeah, let's do that! Can we meet up for New Year’s? Just us? I know you may want to bring Leah, but I would rather not have someone look at me like they want to kill me while trying to have fun, lol.

I ponder for a moment before replying. I think back on before I left with Paul when she and her boyfriend were heading out. I remember paying attention to my inner self and feeling unease slightly with her, but downright terrified when I was around him.

Y/n: Let me get back to you on that. I’m staying with my (now and finally) boyfriend, and I know he might have something planned.

At least, I hope he does.

Y/n: But I’ll see when it gets closer to New Year’s, lol.

Elly: Kk, just lmk (let me know).

I brushed off my feelings towards Elly and decided to live in the present and meet up with her later. I walk towards the kitchen to set the food down when man-made howls and laughter can be heard from the distance. Any average person (knowing it’s the guys and Ness (who says she never howls, just rides in on Jake's back)) would think nothing of it when hearing it. But for some reason, I get a sense of ease, mainly from hearing one voice in the mix of the rowdy men who tumble inside. Ever since meeting Paul, I've become hyperaware of his presents and when he calls out like that. Like he’s telling me he’s coming home. It makes me feel warm inside…Jesus, this is weird. I've never been the lovey-dovey type, so feeling like this is fun, exciting, yet awkward. Doesn’t help that Paul knows it and uses it against me.

Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear.

“Hello, beautiful.” I hear next to me, feeling a kiss on my cheek.

“Are you talking to me or the rolls on the table?” I ask, raising a brow. He thinks for a moment.

“Both? Yeah, I’m going to say both.” I smack his hand before he can reach for it and point to the bathroom to wash up. He sulks and does what he is told.

“I swear, if it wasn’t for his good looks, I don’t think we’d make it,” I say next to Halulah, who told the same to Embry before eating.

“Amen to that.” After everyone had settled down, we crowded into the living room, minus Jake, Seth, Jared, Paul, and Sam. This usually happens once a week, from what I have been told. They basically go over the La Push/Forks area to cover security with the cops—even though they’re not cops. I asked Ness about it since her grandfather, Charlie, is one but she brushed it off and changed the subject.

“Hey, we’re done with everything. You want to head home?” Paul asks above me over the couch. I smile and nod my head. We grab our things and head towards his truck home. I take this opportunity to risk it all.

“Paul. Is there something you guys aren’t telling me?” I say, looking at him. A worried expression was placed on my face. He takes a deep breath before looking over at me. He doesn’t show any emotion on his face and looks ahead, tightening his hand on the wheel while the other is balled in a fist. I look down at my hands and wait for a reply.

I never received one.

When we make it to the house, he is still quiet and heads towards his room. Two minutes later, he comes back out in his jogging gear and tells me he’ll be back; not waiting for my response, he leaves. What the fuck?

Paul POV

I know I shouldn’t have left out like that, especially when we all planned to have someone watch over the girls when we couldn’t, but I couldn’t face her. Not yet. Am I stupid for withholding possible information that is more than likely directed towards her and her safety? 100 times, yes. But am I stupid enough to tell her everything by myself? 100% no.

I meet up with Sam and Jared not far from the house to tell them to notify the elders to gather together to explain to Y/n what we are and what is going on. Everyone is right. Hiding this from her until after isn’t going to help but hinder her. Potentially hurt her. He agrees and will try to have its plan soon. Since Christmas Eve is only tomorrow, I’m hoping I can tell her then. But for right now, I have to explain what I can without giving too much away.

In an instant, Sam and I stop and look towards the direction of my house. Not caring who is around, we run as fast as we can towards my place to see smoke coming from the kitchen. I bust inside and see a passed-out Y/n on the kitchen floor, the back door busted open. Sam and Jared chased the intruder while I put out the fire and brought my mate to the living room. Not a minute later, Sam calls out for the guys, and as expected, I can hear everyone going off to chase after the intruder.

The vampires that have been after Y/n.

Third Person POV

*Back at Emily and Sam’s house*

Jake, Ness, and Seth went back to the Cullen’s territory to switch shifts with Jasper, Rosalie, and Carlisle when they were suddenly stopped by a howl. Without even a second glance, they take off and head towards the treaty line. They were met up by Edward and Bella, with everyone not too far behind.

“They’re back. We know who they’re after.” Edward states.

“Yeah, they’re after Paul’s mate, Y/n. We just don’t know why or how they know her.” Jake said. Within seconds they get the scent of the intruders on their land and chase after them.

“Just don’t cross the border!” Emmett says, referring back to a time when they were after Victoria. They all roll their eyes and catch up to the three nomads.

The first guy was around “5’11” and frumpy-looking. He had shaggy brown hair and red eyes. His eyes are fiercer than what his body let on, and he has thin lips with a round nose. Not the most attractive-looking vampire, that was for sure.

The lady with him was around “5’0”, thin with cropped wavy black hair with black eyes—she’s hungry. Her tiny nose was disproportionated to her fuller lips and her high cheekbones. As if she had plastic surgery before her shift, but it just went wrong. Still beautiful than her (what they could assume) mate.

The last guy was an eerier, terrifying, yet had a frightening resemblance to Jasper than the rest. Tall with longer hair, almost the same eyes, lips, and nose shape. The only difference is that he was more silver, and Jasper’s was more blond with topaz eyes and black eyes like the woman. This kid made Jasper look like the happiest person on the planet.

With both supernatural species on both sides of them, they unexpectedly (yet expected) split up into different directions.

“He’s going to cross!” Alice says as her eyes glass over. “Jake! Ness! Follow her.” She pauses, looking for anything else, “He’s heading towards La Push!” she yells out. The three nomads are confused, and while silently communicating, they switch ways.

“SWITCH!” Alice screams, and everyone takes off.

*La Push Hospital*

Stirring awake a few hours later, Y/n looks around to see nothing but plane white and forest green walls and furniture. By smelling the sterilized…well…everything, she instantly knew she was in the hospital. Taking a moment to get her head straight, she finally notices a familiar sound of light breathing, unlike his regular obnoxious snores and warmth on her hand.

Paul.

Slowly moving her hand from under him, she lightly scratches her nails on his scalp to wake him up like she usually does when they’re not in a rush for anything or when he’s having a had time going to sleep. Paul slowly starts to open his eyes and contacts Y/n. he instantly starts apologizing for everything and not telling her everything like he should. Y/n lets him ramble on for another while before stopping him.

“It’s okay, Paul. I forgive you, my love. Just please, tell me what’s going on? who was that? or really, what was that? that was in your kitchen?” She says, worrying. Paul swallows, clear his throat, and proceeds to begin to tell Y/n what is going on. Before the nurse and doctor decided to come in, at that moment.

“When can she be let out?” Paul asked hastily. He wants to just be with his mate in their own privacy.

“Tomorrow. We want to keep her overnight since she hit her head pretty hard on the countertop. The burn marks, we aren’t too worried about since it is a slight first-degree burn, but we want to make sure it heals a little before we let her go.” They check her through and leave the room. Paul sulks next to Y/n, and she can’t but giggle at the sight of a giant “6’4” man, sulking as if she took his favorite toy truck.

“This is stupid.” He says under his breath, causing Y/n to laugh at him. He grins slightly at her and reaches for her uninjured hand, and kisses it.

“How are you feeling, babe?”

“I’m okay. Just tired, it’s all.” Lacing their hands together.

“Why don’t you get some rest? We can-”

“No, Paul. We need to talk about what is going on. I don’t like being in the dark with this, and I’m not going to get any sleep anyways if you’re not going to tell me. So, say it now, please, Paul.” She says with desperation in her eyes. Paul nods and goes on to tell her about La Push and their history. From how it was founded, the name, their culture. He then moved on to the secret that he had been withholding for as long as he could. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to tell her; he was just afraid. Lajohn nearly ran 20 mph towards Forks when they told him, who’s to say she won’t do 15 mph?

He took a deep breath and told his mate about shapeshifting and how it was in their DNA. What triggers it, what, and who started it. When he got to the cold ones and started to describe them, her eyes went wide. She didn’t say anything, but pieces began forming together. Paul says it but makes no comment on it. Once he was done, he looked at her. Waiting for her reaction—any reaction, really. What he wasn’t expecting was for what she said next.

“Elly’s a vampire.” She whispers and looks at him with realization. She was not bothered about the fact that her boyfriend/mate could shapeshift but that her friend was a vampire. It wouldn’t have been bothersome (seeing how she realized the Cullen’s are one too), but it was the fact that Elly hid hers with harmful intentions. From thinking back on her appearance, her inner intuition of telling her to get away from her, but seeing as unnaturally beautiful, cold, and hard intrigued her. Her eyes being a strange dark maroon-ish color—almost a red-ish/black—were sometimes unsettling, so she would avoid eye contact with her. Whereas the Cullen’s (still creepy) was more topaz or gold. If Leah trusts them (although half-ass she does) but not Elly, that says more than anything.

“Who’s Elly?” Paul says after a minute or so of watching Y/n contemplate and put everything together.

“A friend, or really, “friend” from school who Leah and Lajohn hate. I never thought much of it since Leah hates 98.30% of the population; Lajohn, I could see more of, even without dating Leah. But it makes sense—her eagerness to always be around me and to get away from Leah as soon and as much as possible, the death glairs and insults they pass at one another. The weird feeling, I get around here but ignored. Leah was protecting me from her. But why didn’t she tell me sooner? Why didn’t you guys tell me sooner?”

“We can only speak for ourselves. It’s part of the treaty that was set in place when we called a truce to live in harmony with the Cullen’s way-back-when. Don’t be mad at Leah; it’s basically an ancestral gag-order. It really bothered her and didn’t help when we found out we are mates…shit.” As if time stopped, Paul realized he slipped up by telling Y/n the one information he was hoping to not say for a bit longer.

“We’re what?” Y/n asked calmly and confused. Paul dropped his head in his hands and then explained what it meant to be mates with someone. What the feeling is, what it is like, how the universe just gave a valid reason to continue with life, even when times start getting harder and harder. The one person who could put you out of your misery. When he was done explaining, he took his chance and looked up at his mate and saw she had a cheeky smile on her face. He rolled his eyes.

“So, I’m your mate, huh?” she says, Paul already knowing where this is going.

“Yes, ma’am, you are.”

“So that means I can annoy you for the rest of your life? Right? Like, you can't get away from me even if you wanted to?” she says, smiling as big as possible. Paul laughs and nods his head. The one thing he and the other shapeshifters only know and refuse to say anything towards their mates is that they can reject them. But the thought of it never is fitting, and it never seems like information worth saying.

“Oh, thank God! The last thing I want is to leave. You know too much about me. You and Leah, so you’re stuck with me.”

“I should’ve made better life choices in another life if I had known I was going to be stuck with you.” He says with a playful grin, kissing her hand.

“Hey, it goes both ways. I must have killed a witch or something to be cursed with you. Gawd!” she says, laughing. They go back and forth, insulting playfully at each other. Occasionally sharing kisses from time to time until Y/n called it quits for the night. Before taking the cot (that did no justice for a man as large as Paul), Paul took a moment and almost felt as if he was having a premonition of their future. The only difference is the room would be filled with baby necessities and a bassinette of their child…or children. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought of that and fell asleep peacefully.

*Christmas Eve at Emily and Sam’s Place*

Coming home in the afternoon was…interesting for Y/n. And by interesting it was Leah barging in the house after hearing the news of what happened to her one and only true best friend, going through the works of emotions and then threatening to kill every living being within a 2-inch radius if they were to ever hurt her, Y/n, again.

“Leah, it’s okay. I understand everything now. And I’m sorry I didn’t really see this or took your warning seriously. Really though, I should have since you have no problem with my roommates and some other people we study with. Hell, you’re friends with some of them too! I should have paid attention to it. I don’t know how I didn’t.” Y/n said, looking at her hands—one covered from the burn in the kitchen.

“No, Bunny, it is not your fault. NEVER think it is. You couldn’t have known. And Sam talked to Carlisle. They suspect that she might have some kind of supernatural ability or something. One that could have blocked your sense of danger.” She says, holding me. Lajohn nods his head next to Paul in the corner.

“Plus, we caught all but one. The other female got away, and the two guys were dead on site.” Seth said, jumping over the couch next to Leah. Y/n asked what they looked like, and Ness decided to show her. Mind you, Y/n only knows about the wolves, nothing of the Cullen’s. So, you can expect a surprise when she sees what Nessie sees through touch. Disregarding the fact of what she did, Y/n tells them who one of the guys was.

Elly’s boyfriend. She had never seen the other two. Once Y/n said who one of the guys was, everyone looked at one another, deflated, knowing that this could be another Victoria situation.

“How about we stop worrying for right now and be appreciative that Y/n is here and enjoy this time together?” Clair said next to Quil on the floor. Everyone agreed and headed towards the kitchen, where the food was ready to be served. For the remainder of the night, the air was only filled with laughter and joy. Now that Y/n was in on all of the information about the pack and officially was part of it, they could openly tell embarrassing stories about one another without any problems.

She still hasn’t seen Paul in his wolf form yet.

Elouise POV

“Elly!” Rebecca called out, coming home from up north. She went to go see the location and area of Y/n. I told them about the possibility of meeting up with her for New Year’s. Their agitated passive-aggression towards my “obsession” over her was getting to the point where they just wanted to get this done and over with. They understood that she was my siren, that her blood just calls to me. They just don’t know how bad it does.

“ELLY!!! THEY KILLED THEM! THOSE FILTHY MUTTS KILLED THEM!!!” Rebecca screamed at me. I turned around to see her fuming and running towards me. She shoved me so hard into the countertop that it broke. “If you didn’t have that stupid obsession over that stupid human, my Hector would be alive! THEY KILLED THEM, YOU SELFISH BITCH!!!” before she could cause any more harm to me, I ran outside. I can block dominant sensory from people. For example, Y/n, where she should run and hide away from me anytime I am near, I stop her flight or fight mode, and she responds as if she was like me or if I was human again. I use it towards Rebecca, causing her to break down in front of me. I go to the one I have always seen as a sister and hold her, holding back my own grieve. Until it hit me.

They killed them.

They killed my mate.

All I see is red and toss aside the idea of waiting until New Year’s.

Those mutts and their pets are going down.

   Holiday Love

[i-run-with-a-wolfpack]

Booboo for you

[youralternantpersonality]

Christmas II

Part 2. You know, might make a series out of this…I have way too many ideas presenting themselves now it's crazy. I forgot how much I missed writing. Hopefully, I can make a career out of it one day while also proceeding with my dream as a therapist. Let’s just see.

Y/n POV

The following day, I woke up around eight o’clock with La Push’s sun peeking through the clouds every now and then with some mist. Can’t forget the mist. While getting out of bed, I noticed a hand-made quilt lying on top of me. If I remember correctly, it wasn’t there when I went to bed. Paul must have put it on me. Just the thought of that alone makes me smile and feel warm…Ewe.

I exit my room with my necessities and proceed to brush my teeth, wash my face, and head to the kitchen. While fixing myself some apple juice (he remembered) and toast, I read a note left from him in beautiful handwriting.

Morning beautiful,

Sorry, I won’t be home by the time you’re awake, but Emily said you can call and swing by if you like to. I’ll be off around one.

Btw, sorry for the creepiness of waking up to another blanket on you. I went to check in to see if you were okay, and you were curled in a ball.

Anyways, I’ll see you soon, Chihuahua

I roll my eyes at his need to call me Chihuahua. Not everyone is “6’5” + with bronze muscles and dimples and a smile that will have you spread your legs quickly, and rough hands that can fling you across…Woah. Hold up, girl. I take deep breaths to calm myself down and debate if I need a cold shower or use my bullet.

Yeah, I’m going to need to use my bullet.

~

I texted Emily earlier that I was in town, and she said for me to come over. The house wasn’t far, and I needed the walk to clear my head. La Push is beautiful in the morning and peaceful at night. You can easily get lost in the tranquility it gives off and get lost in thought if you’re not careful. I walk up to the familiar little house with plants and windchimes, giving it a peaceful vibe that I love. Before I can knock on the door, Clair busts open the door and pull me in for a tight hug.

“Y/N! I missed you so much! When did you get in? How was the drive? How did you get here if Leah didn’t come in? Where did you get your boots? They are too cute to pass up. OMG, when did you get glasses?” Before I can say anything, Emily saves me.

“Clair, hun. What did we talk about?”

“One question at a time and let the person answer.” She said, giving an innocent face to her aunt.

“Correct. Nothing wrong with being excited and asking questions; just be calm about it.” Emily says. Not wanting to discourage her from being happy, but learning how to take control of herself, herself.

“To answer your questions, Clair. I missed you too, my bright sunshine. I got in yesterday. It was eventful seeing as Paul came to pick me up and bring me here. Amazon. I’ve always had them; I only wear them for distance.” I finish with a smile and proceed to hug Emily and take off my boots.

“Well, there’s our Lion tamer,” Embry said, wrapping his arm around Halulah, who gave a small, shy smile and wave.

“Ha! More like wolf tamer since Paul likes to howl at everyone.” Of course, Jared said with Kim coming up behind him, slapping his head.

“Will you shut it. You’re already on your last strike with Sam. I need you home.” Kim said, rolling her eyes at Jared while walking up to me to give me a hug. “Hey, Y/n. Good to see you again. Ignore my boyfriend. He tends to forget to use his filter occasionally.”

“More like all the time,” Halulah whispered. We all looked at her and started to laugh. She blushed so hard and hid in Embry’s chest. We eventually moved over to the living room area and caught up on all the adventures of the past month or so. Around 2 in the afternoon (after Jared and Embry whined lack of nutrition they say they are getting), there was a howl of rowdy guys and laughter in the air. In came Sam, Quil, Jake, Nessie, and Brady.

“Hey guys, look who’s here.” Emily trailed off, heading towards Sam's embrace. A collective “Y/N!” can be heard miles away, so can the last bit of oxygen leaving my body and my plead for help before I die.

“Boy’s get off of her before Paul comes in and reangles your neck. And none of us won't stop him, either.” Ness said. They get off of me, and I’m pulled into a gentle hug from a small Ness.

“Hey, Y/n. Long time, no see. How are you? And sorry about our children, they get a little…well…them. But when new people come by, it’s to the extreme. And when they are hungry.” We chuckle at that.

“Speaking of food…” the air shifts around me, the hairs on the back of my neck stands, goosebumps and shivers run through me as I listen to that voice behind me. I turn around with a smile and see Paul in pants and a regular shirt that does nothing to his body but reminds me how I wanted to rip it off earlier. I shake my head of the memory as I greet him with a hug. As I'm doing so, he leans over and stops, instantly freezing. Holding me tighter to him, he looked towards Jake, Quil, and Brady with anger.

“Mine!” he said in a rough and gruff voice. Sam steps in front of them as the three guys slowly retreat out the sliding door.

“Paul, breathe. They were only excited to see her. You don’t want to do this now.” Sam says with command. All of the guys pulling their girlfriends behind them. Except for Ness, she’s leaning against the wall next to Jake…who’s asking for help with pleading eyes, and she is looking at a fascinating wooden floor. What is going on? Paul starts to shake and stiffen up.

“Mine…Don’t. Touch. Mine!”

“Paul!” Sam shouts. Before anyone could move, I rested my hand on his shoulder and calmly called to him. I lightly sidestep him, rest my other hand on his chest, and call out to him again. He instantly calms down and pulls me towards him. Holding me like I am about to leave and never come back. Just the thought of that hurts me alone.

“Hey, it's okay, Paul. I’m not leaving.” I calmly rub his back and lay my head against his chest—hearing his heart calm to an unnatural rhythm, it's soothing but unnatural. “Let’s go for a walk, okay?” I smile up at him. He looks down at me with a disappointing look on his face but nods. We walk out the door and head towards an unknown destination with an umbrella without looking back at anyone.

Paul POV

Shit. Just when I thought I had my anger under control, it comes back to bite me in the ass. Y/n and I walk down the street away from praying wolf hearing. I didn’t mean for her to witness my possessiveness side. It was just an automatic instinct we supernatural’s have when it comes to our mates. Even though I know Jake, Quil, and Brady mean no harm, my inner wolf and instinct thought otherwise.

“So, what’s going on, Paul?” she asked in her soft, calming voice. When we talk on the phone or facetime, she uses it when she can tell something is bothering me. I stop when we are at a good distance from the pack.

“It’s…well. First, I want to apologize. I didn’t mean to get territorial or possessive over you like I did. I don’t really know what came over me. Well, I do, but that’s a story for later. Which I do plan on telling you, just not right now. I figure now isn’t the best time to dive deep into everything. But yeah. Secondly, I know you haven’t seen it, but I sort of have a temper problem. Well, had…I mean, I still do, but it isn’t as bad. And I promise I won’t hurt you; that would be the last thing I want to do, and want you to be terrified of me. Please, don’t be terrified of me.

“Look, there’s a lot about me that you don’t know, and I know that work both ways. But there are parts of me…of the pack…that are different. And I promise you that I will explain everything to you soon. I have to talk to Sam and Jared about it, but Y/n,” I reach for her hands and step closer to her, looking down with nothing but loving and admiration eyes. She is my everything, and nothing else matters. She gives me a small smile and gently bites her lip that I want to taste oh so badly.

“I want you to know, I will never keep you in the dark there afterward. I know what I may say next is risky, but…Y/n… you are all I ever wanted without realizing what I wanted to begin with. Ever since I met you, you have stayed on my mind non-stop. I replay our past conversations that made you smile; rather, it's on the phone, facetime, the first time I met you, and when I text you stupid shit. The idea to come and get you was mine after Leah and Lajohn said they would visit his family before coming to La Push. That time going to you was the longest I’ve ever felt. But leaving with you to come back with me wasn’t long enough. What I’m trying to say is… Y/n, where we will be at a distance for a while, will you please be my girlfriend?” Looking up at me, her smile becomes bigger and brighter, and she nods and says yes. I reach down to hug her and swing her around. One would think I had asked to marry her. That is for another time, though.

As I put her down, she grabs the side of my face and rests our foreheads together. She then leans in to kiss me hesitantly. Without a second thought, I pull her to me and kiss the ever-loving shit out of her. Well, that completes part two of her gift—kissing me…I mean seeing a side of me and learning a little bit more about me.

~

It's been a week since Y/n has been here, and the temptation to take her against every surface available has been driving me insane. It’s gotten so bad that my blue balls are showing while on patrol. It doesn’t help that the guys won’t shut up about it. Stupid mind link. The only person who understands my dilemma is Jake. Jake constantly has blue balls since his mate is a hybrid of human and vampire—namely, a bloodsucker who can read minds. They really can’t do anything because she will start smelling like Jake even more as soon as they complete their mating process. That fight would be a sight to see.

I head home from my late-night shift on patrol (taking over for Jared’s ass) at 9 am and walk into a dancing Y/n singing to Cupid by 112. She always loved this song. I watch her from the door, leaning against it in amusement as she makes what looks like pancakes, French toast, eggs, bacon, biscuits, and hashbrowns. Damn, my girl can cook. I look back at her with her back facing me, shaking her ass as she bends over to get the biscuits out of the oven.

Hard on in 3…2…1…and there he goes. Quickly closing my eyes and thinking about anything but taking her over the damn counter, I slowly feel ol’ boy downstairs chill out. I decided to surprise her. I slowly sneak up behind her as she steps away from the stove and towards the sink. I gently wrap my arms around her and kiss her cheek as she yelps. I hear her heart skip a beat, and I try to hold my laugh in.

“DAMNIT, PAUL. You scared the shit out of me.” She says, holding her chest (that I want to taste so badly), and slaps me with the kitchen towel over her shoulder.

“Sorry, babe. I couldn’t help it. You looked too cute, my little Chihuahua.” I bop her nose and reach around her to grab a biscuit. She pops me on my hand and shoos me out of her kitchen (she has fully claimed it, and I will hold no objections.

“Go shower, and then you can eat, mister.” She says, smiling while I retrieve towards the bedroom. As I step into the shower, I debate if I should rub one-off after seeing that ass in those tiny shorts and what looks like my shirt. That option is cut short when I hear Seth in the living room.

Damn. I really need her.

Y/n POV

There was a knock on the door, and when I looked out the peephole, it was my baby Seth!

“Give me one minute, Seth!” I said, turning everything off in the kitchen then running to go put on Paul’s shorts. Now, should I sneak into my boyfriend's room and take his stuff? Eh, probably not. But his stuff is so warm, and it smells like him. I can’t help it. I run back to the door and open it to see my oversized baby.

“Seth!” I open the door and let him in. Seth is the little brother I always wanted but is unknown to have. I just want to bake him cookies sometimes and apologize for growing up with Leah.

“Y/n/n! I heard you got in, and I wanted to see for myself.” I invite Seth inside, and we talk for a little while as he stacks up a plate of food and eats before Paul comes back out. I run to the restroom before we eat (Seth going back for seconds, of course), and as I’m coming out, I hear Seth talking to Paul about cold ones.

“I don’t know, man, they’re after something. Alice can’t see who they are specifically after, but she knows it's someone here in La Push.” Seth whispers.

“Fuck. I guess now would be a good time to tell Y/n about all of us and what’s going on. Tell Jake to set up a meeting with all of us. It’ll be harder since Leah isn’t here—she’s the best at tracking.” I heard Paul say in a commanding voice that I had never heard before. Suddenly, warmth collects towards mama downstairs, and I try my breathing exercise to chill me the fuck out. Looking back out, I see Paul stiffen and tell Seth to leave immediately (plate in hand). He backs away slowly, and before leaving, he says bye to me.

“Later, Seth!” I say, coming from around the corner as if I’m not restraining myself from running to my room and retrieving my bullet. After he leaves, with speed I’ve never seen, Paul stands in front of me, holding me tight. I look up at him, and what were his honey-brown eyes, is now black with deep lust and need. This only made my body react instantly to him. I then feel something poking me, and I press more into him. He closes his eyes and hisses while trying to calm himself. It doesn’t help me one bit seeing his chest move and body harden. Fuck me.

We stand like that, waiting for one of us to make the first move. Is it too soon to want this? For some people, maybe. But for Paul and me, hell no. So, without even thinking, I rub my hands up his chest and down his arms using my nails before wrapping my arms around him.

“Please.” Is all I say before he pulls my face towards him, kisses me, and lifts me to wrap my legs around him. The kiss is rough and full of need. Taking complete dominance over me, I can’t do anything but give in to him. He leaves bite marks all along my neck, collar bone, and where he can reach on my chest. His rough hands proceed to go underneath my shirt and touch me, making me beg for more, anything he can give. Before we can go a step further, his cell phone rings.

“No-”

“Fuck!” we say at the same time. He reaches for his phone while I take advantage of his neck. Trying to leave as many markings as I can.

“What!... Are you serious?... Does it have to be now?... Out of all of the fucking times…FINE! Fine, give me 10 minutes…Shut the fuck up Jared, I’ll be there soon.” He hangs up the phone immediately, and I ask if he seriously has to leave now. “Unfortunately, I do. But…fuck it.” he attacks my lips with his and grabs onto my shorts. He looks me in the eyes for permission, and after giving him the verbal okay, he just rips them, literally, off of me. Getting down on one knee and throwing both of my legs over him, he devours me without any hesitation or warning.

“Son of a bit-” I say as he instantly places his tongue on my clit and brings my bullet to shame. Using both hands, pulling his face closer to my core, I cannot say anything and only gasp for air. Looking down at him, I see he is watching me as he reaches up to play with my breast.

“Fuck Paul. Right there…don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I cry out to him in a raspy whisper. He hums in agreement and goes to insert one of his fingers in me. Instantly seeing my reaction of clinching, he retrieves his finger and instead places his thumb at my entrance and proceeds to rub it in circles while continuously assaulting my clit.

“Paul, stop. Stop…Oh, God...” I say as my release comes full force without barely a warning. Paul wraps both of his arms wound my thighs, spreading me apart further, lapping every bit of my juices I give him. I attempt to push him away, and he shakes his head while giving me a cheeky grin. Tears running down my face of pleasure, I can’t do anything but be at his mercy.

“So, fucking beautiful. Look at you. You want more, don’t you, huh, my little slut.” Fucking shit, who would have thought I love degrading sex. I shake my head no while also asking for more. “That’s what I thought. I bet you also want my cock in that pretty little mouth of yours don’t you?” he slaps my pussy lightly, waiting until I respond.

“Yes, please. Please let me taste you. Please.” At this point, I am not ashamed to beg. But before we can do anything more, his phone goes off again. I whine out to whoever it is in the universe to please not let him leave. But my prayers go unanswered. He lifts up and wraps both of my legs around his waist, and I take advantage of rubbing him through his shorts.

“WHAT!” he basically growls into the phone. I can almost hear the screen cracking. He leans into my ear and starts nibbling on it while gyrating his hips towards my hands as I slip my hands through his shorts. Feeling his warm length move against my hand and his breath elaborating doing so, I try to slide down so I can take him in my mouth. “FUCK!...Yes…Fuck, alright!” he throws the phone, grabs me from sliding down, raises both of my wrists next to me, and looks me into the eyes with a blaze of fire. Our foreheads pressing towards each other, he leans in to kiss me.

“God, I want to kill every person on this plant without shame.”

“Do you have to leave…” I say, whining while looking into his, what would typically be honey brown eyes, lustful dark eyes. As if he’s having an internal battle with his inner beast.

“Unfortunately, I do.” He grabs me and brings me to the couch. He leans down to kiss me as if he’s never going to come back, runs to the kitchen to bring me water, and comes back with food on a plate for me and wrapped in foil paper for him to leave.

“I’ll be back as soon as I can. In the meantime, don’t touch yourself and get rid of your toy.” He says with a cheeky smile, winks, and runs out the door. I lay back and tried to catch my breath. There are many things in life that a girl needs, doesn’t need, and didn’t realize she doesn’t need; mine happens to be circled around Paul and his ability to drive me absolutely fucking mad.

Paul POV

I will kill every Cullen and my pack members for making me leave my mate at the worst possible time ever. As third in command—Gamma—there will be hell when we train.

 Holiday Love

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Hey guys!

Sorry I've been MIA x 100 over here. I've literally been stressed with school, my mental health went down just like the Titanic. Luckily, I'm on some meds that are helping me with it; although, it makes me half ass unmotivated...that's nice, right! 🙃🙃🙃

Anyways, I'm passing school but it's the main reason (minus financial problems) my mental health is going down. So......I am taking a break for 3 weeks before I start my next course, cause yah girl is tired chile....

Hopefully through this break I can get back to writing cause I really fucking miss it. Like I really miss this shit 😪. All of the likes on my stories helps me to come up with more ideas because I know people like my work.

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Hello My Dear Friend

Warning: Talking about Texas (I'm from here, chill bro lol), panic attacks, Phonophobia: the fear of loud sounds.

A/n: Hello! How have yall been? I hope you are okay and are taking self of yourself. I'll be 100% with yall, I guess I just had to get out what was wrong with me because out of nowhere (with the help of medication) I had a need to start writing.

Also, I DID NOT KNOW MY LINKS WERE NOT WORKING! I’m so sorry. I realized the best way to get to my masters list is to go to my description bar. I don't know why it isn't. if you know how to fix it, please let me know!

Anyways, I never put summaries, but here's a little snip—Y/n is best friends (100% platonic) with Jared and will be with Embry. The end. Enjoy!

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Y/n POV

Finally! I'm finally coming back to the place I grew up at and loved. The place where nature is at every corner. I never thought I would miss the muggy and rainy state. I miss my friends on the Res and the few friends I had in Forks. I especially miss my little brother-from-another-mother, Jared.

Jared and I grew up together on the Reservation. We befriended each other instantly in second grade after making a bet that one of us could eat our rainbow popsicle faster than the other. The winner gets the strawberry scented eraser and a mechanical pencil that the other grabbed from a 3rd grader. Needless to say, I won. Granted, I had a brain freeze, but it was 100% worth it. But now I was on my way back to La Push to finish my Junior year with my friends after leaving in Freshman year.

Pulling up to the house I grew up with, I was welcomed by my grandparents and my aunt Lydia. My grandmother and aunt were already outside washing what looks like something green; I'm assuming she's making collard greens tonight. My grandfather just came from around the side of the house with some more logs to make a fire. As soon as the car is parked, they look up with smiles on their faces, and I jump out to embrace my family.

"Nana, Papa, Aunty!" I say as I run up to them as they get ready for me to embrace them. After Nana had a minor heart attack, Aunt Lydia came to La Push from California to assist her since she was a nurse for the elderly. She eventually moved in with them after she divorced her bastard of a husband. Their marriage is an example of what happens when you don't communicate well with your partner beforehand. Aunt Lydia never wanted kids—she liked them, but she also liked giving them back to their parents. Her ex-husband, Justin, wanted kids. He's always wanted kids, and knowing that she never wanted them, he still tried to sabotage any way for them to get one. Hiding her birth control, poking a hole in the condom, arguing that she'd change her mind eventually. Not understanding that she did not want one. At some point, he claimed he was okay with it, but as soon as they got married, I guess he figured she'd change her mind.

Three years later, she filed for divorce. Not long afterward, she moved back up here; then, when Nana had a heart attack, she moved in with them. It's been a year since all of that happened. She is now dating a man in Forks who already has kids and doesn't want anymore. The kids are in fifth, seventh, and ninth grade, so she's content and happy. They all love her, and she loves them equally, if not more.

"Hey, baby! How's my Ladybug." Nana asked. Ever since I was little, she gave me that name. I was adopted by the Nomalose at two, and the second my Nana came up to me in her kitchen, somehow a Ladybug flew in and landed on my shoulder. Thus, granted me the name Ladybug.

"I'm good, Nana. How are you feeling?" I asked, hugging her as she continued to sit in her chair then moving to my aunt.

"Oh, baby, I'm fine. Always am, and always will be." She says with a smile. So optimistic as always. After greeting everyone as we moved inside, we all sat around to catch up on what has happened since we were gone. Dad had a job transfer in Texas, so we had to pack up and head out. At first, leaving La Push and moving to Dallas was (obviously) terrifying, but I was repulsed by the thought of it. But after a while, it wasn’t too bad. I mean, yes, it's hot as hell, some people are questionable, the pollen is horrific, and the redlining system is as evident as can be. However, I grew to love the heat and get a tan, made some friends, and the food…. oh, the food. What kind of threw me off is that they have to state the Texas flag pledge in class every day. What the absolute fuck.

After finishing up, we head back to the car and head to our home. Grabbing our stuff and unpacking it before the rest of our furniture arrives tomorrow. It's only mid-July (imagine moving in the middle of the summer from Texas to Washington. It was absolute hell), so I take this time to explore the area I once knew and get acquainted with. I plan on calling up some friends before I see my A1, the Jelly time to my Peanut butter, the Tom to my Jerry, the Magenta to my Blue, Jared Cameron. We kind of fell off within the last couple of months, but a little show-and-tell never hurt anyone.

I text some of my old friends I kept in contact with, and we decided to meet up at the beach. I put on my shorts, grab my beach gear, and head out.

"Be back before the streetlights-" mom started,

"-Come on. I know, I know. I'll text you when I'm on my way home." I finished. I kiss my parents and jump in the car to head to First beach. When I arrived, I see my sister-from-another-mister, LaCienega.

"Y/n/n!" She screams, running to me.

"Cien!" I scream back. We hug each other as tightly as possible before laughing like a bunch of crazy women.

"So, you're just going to forget all about us? Well, bitch, fuck you too." I look behind Cien and see her twin brother Javier and our other two friends, Leilani and Damion. I go up to them and hug the absolute shit out of them, and we all head towards the beach. We spent the day laughing, crying, playing soccer, and playing chicken before calling it.  I planned on seeing Jared tomorrow but was warned by Leilani.

"Jared isn't Jared anymore, Y/n/n," she says, looking down at her hands with a deflated expression.

"What do you mean?" I asked, looking at everyone else too.

"Did Jared stop talking to you recently?" Javier asked. I nod my head slowly. They looked at one another, and he continued. "He did the same to us too. He randomly disappeared one day, and the next thing we know, he grew a whole foot and a half, gained muscle, got a tattoo, and just ignored us. He started to hand it out with Sam Uley. Now when we see him, he just ignores us and moves on like we are nothing to him." I shake my head. That can't be right; Jared wouldn't be like that—he can hardly ignore starting random shit with people, especially if there's money involved.

"I mean, yeah, he did fall off the face of the earth, but…no. I'm going over there tomorrow. I'll talk to him to see what's up. That just doesn't sound like the Jared I know." I say, packing up.

"Well, if you can get him to talk, ask him for that $20 he owes me. Bastard never paid me back after winning a bet that I could out eat an XL pizza against him." Damion laughs. I nod my head and head to my car. On the way home, I think about what they said. I just can't fathom that Jared would be like that to anyone. It just doesn't sound like him at all.

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The next day, I text the crew that I was on my way to talk to Jared. I decided to surprise him, and because I knew he didn't live too far, I decided to get my steps in and just walk to his place. Once I was there, I knocked on the door, and his mom answered.

"Oh my…Y/n? Is that really you?!" she exclaims with a smile on her face. She instantly pulls me into a hug, and tears swell in her eyes.

"Hi, Mrs. Olivia," I say back as I hug her. She invites me in, and we talk until Jared's sister and dad walk through the door.

"Y/n!" Kaylee, Jared's sister, screams and runs to me. I hug the now 12-year-old girl.

"Hey hon, hi, Mr. Kevin," I say, giving a wave across the room.

"Hey Y/n, how have you been? When did you get in?" he asked.

"I’ve been good. Just settling in. We came in yesterday morning. I came by to see you guys, and I was wondering where Jared was.” His demeanor changed. He cleared his throat and said Jared is with some friends and now isn’t a good time seeing him. He basically rushed me out of the house after that. As I was walking home, I thought it was strange, but I didn’t want to question it…for now.

It was only one in the afternoon, so I decided to walk to the diner not far from his house. I go up to the counter to order something to-go and sit on the barstool. Taking out my phone, I text Cien and Leilani what happened. They found it strange, but they weren’t too shocked by it. When I looked around the small diner, my eye caught a pair of familiar eyes.

“Kim?” she looks at me, and her eyes widen instantly. She gets up from her table and walks over to me and hugs me.

“Holy shit! Y/n?! What are you doing here? When did you get in?” she asked. Kim and I weren’t necessarily “besties,” but we were friends. More like the type to hang out around school, but not so much outside of it.

“Hey! I moved back. Came in yesterday. How have you been?” I asked. Before she could say anything, my food comes out, and she offers a ride to drive me home.

“Oh, you don’t have to. I don’t mind walking.” She looks at me hesitantly,

“Come on, we can talk on the way. Plus, daylight or not, you never know what's lurking.” She says.

“What do you mean?” I ask. She grabs her stuff from the table she was sitting at alone, and we walk towards the door.

“Well, lately, there has been a lot of bear sightings in the area. People coming up missing or dead. And, I just don’t want you to be the next victim.” She says as we head towards my place.

“Damn, so, let me guess, no hiking?” she nods her head.

“Please, please, please! Do. Not. Go. Into. The. Woods. Especially by yourself. The last thing we need is someone going missing again.” She emphasizes. I look at her with shock and just nod my head. At the light, she turns to me. “I’m serious Y/n. I know you have a habit of being a daredevil and taking risks. Don’t do it.” I look back at her with a shocked expression and just nod my head.

“Yeah, okay. I promise.” I say being serious. She nods her head, and we continue onward in silence. When we get home, I tell her bye and head inside. I now want to know what the fuck is going on, and what did I miss?

~~~

The next morning, I try calling up Jared, but I got no response. As I headed to the kitchen, I could hear Mr. Kevin’s voice laughing and talking to my dad in the living room. Heading in that direction, I welcome him then head into the kitchen to make myself some food. Once I was done, I head back to my room and get ready to head to the beach. I overheard Mr. Kevin saying that Jared and “the guys” would be at first beach. So, why not take a trip there for the fuck of it?

I tell my parental guiders that I will with some friends and head to my car. I text Leilani and Cien to meet me up at the beach for a little girl's day out. As I’m setting up, I run into Jacob Black, Embry Call, and Quil Ateara.

“Holy shit! Y/n!?” I turn to see Jake, and I smile at them and wave. We were classmates up until I left. I look at them, and I still see Quil looks like a baby, and Embry has gotten a little cuter, yet awkward and shy, but cute as can be.

“Hey, guys! How are you?!” I say, hugging them. Maybe hugging Embry, a little longer than I probably should’ve. They were a grade younger than me, but I still would hang with them when they were around.

“Not too bad, can’t complain. How about you?” Quil exclaims. Embry just looking at me and giving me butterflies in my damn stomach.

“I’m good. You know, just moving back, living life, trying to not get killed in the process. The usual.” I say, smiling. We talk until the girls come up. I tell them to text me some time—mainly hinting at Embry—and we parted ways. A couple of hours later, the girls head home, and I stay for a little while longer while La Push is still welcoming the sun. Not long afterward, I’m cut from my daydream with loud hoots and hollers. I turn to see who it was, and I can only make out a few of them. One of the girls turns to me and waves at me. I look behind me to see no one, and I slightly wave back, having no idea who she is. She runs up to me, and I see it's Kim.

“Oh, shit. Kim, hey. Sorry, I can't see shit.” She smiles and laughs but brushes it off. She invites me over to play soccer with her friends, and I politely decline. I suck being around new people. She smiles and encourages me, but I hear the voice I’ve been looking for before I could say anything.

“Y/n?” I look up to see Jared. But not the Jared that I remember; this Jared is entirely different. Someone I have never met before in my life. This Jared looks like he belongs on WWE or some shit.

“Jared? Holy shit! You’re fucking huge!” I say, walking towards him. But before I could do anything, he cuts the reunion short.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Hold on. Pause. What the fuck?

“Um, I live here. What’s wrong? Is that a bad thing?” he rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

“No, I meant here. On the beach. I thought me not replying meant not to contact me or follow me.” I looked at him, shocked. Kim steps in the middle.

“Woah, babe, chill. You guys cool?” I nod my head.

“Yeah, we’re friends.”

“Was.” What the…

“Woah, what the hell J. Did I do something? What the fuck is your problem? Last time I checked, this was a free beach.” What the hell was his problem? Who is this? This, this is…They were right, Jared has changed.

“Y/n, you shouldn’t be here. You shouldn’t have come back!”

“Jared, what the hell!?” I walk up to him, confused. I look behind him and see 2 more guys and a female.

“Leave Y/n. Just to make everything clear to you and to all of your friends, leave me alone. Don’t talk to me, don’t text me, don’t contact me. Don’t come to my house to bother my family, and don’t bother my girlfriend. Come on, Kim.” I stood there in shock. Kim looked as puzzled as I did but looked back at me and walked off. I stood there until I felt something fall on my face—a tear. Before I could react cognitively, I go back to my stuff and head home. I honestly felt like my heart has been ripped to pieces.

As I pull up to the house, I run inside and go straight to my room. I sit on my bed and text everyone in the group text what happened and just shower and lay in my bed again. It wasn’t until later that evening that I came out of my room for dinner at my grandparents’ house that I communicated with everyone. Why would Jared act like that? Did he do that with everyone? Is this what everyone was talking about? Something is up. I’m not going to say it's ‘roid-rage, but… I can’t pass up the thought that it might be drugs.

The following week I keep myself busy doing little things and going out with my friends, hanging out with Jake, Quil, and Embry. Mainly attempting to not be bothered about my last interaction with Jared. Coming home from Port Angeles with everyone that evening, my parents are arguing again. I retreat my stuff upstairs and try to silence them out. Ever since I can remember, I’ve always had a horrible reaction when it comes to people screaming at me or arguing with or in front of me. I eventually narrowed it down to a time where I don’t remember before I was adopted. It didn’t help that my parents did it frequently as I grew up. It was worse when I was a kid. Before I would be able to leave and go to Jared’s house, he would calm me down. Now? I have no one. I can't necessarily go to my other friends because they don’t really get how bad it is. Jared is the only one who knows and who has seen the horror.

As much as I try to block it out, nothing is working. I grab my speaker and head to the bathroom to shower, trying to calm my nerves and tune them out. Hoping that they would stop by the time I get out. But I was wrong. It seemed like it has only gotten worse. And when I listened in, it was my fault.

“If you weren’t fucking yelling, she wouldn’t need to hide and turn up the music to block us out!” mom said.

“Why is it MY fault? Like EVERYTHING ELSE! Jesus! I told you to stop when the car pulled up! BUT NO! YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO HAVE THE LAST FUCKING WORD!” Dad said. And it was just like that back and forth. I slide down the back of my door and put in my headphones while trying to even my breath. Attempting to not have a panic attack. But it seemed as if the more I try, the louder they got. The louder they got, the more I cried. I couldn’t take it. I threw my headphones on the bed, grabbed my coat, put on my sneakers, and ran past my parents and out of the house. Even as I’m running away, I can hear them yelling about how I’m now leaving. It’s times like these that make me wonder why I can’t be normal.

Not realizing where I’m going, I just run. No stopping, no looking back, not thinking, just running. I don’t come back to the realization until I am in front of Jared’s driveway. I stop, thinking back on his hurtful words that I start panicking and running away from his home. Mindlessly running away, I trip and fall from a tree root sticking out of the ground. I look at my surroundings and notice that I somehow ended up in the forest. Confused and unsure, I look for a sign of familiarity, and I can’t find anything. Trying to not put myself in an even more state of panic, I take multiple deep breaths and calmly walk back into the opposite direction I tripped. But after a little while later, I notice I was lost even more. The sun is setting quickly, and I have no idea where I’m at.

Panic starts rising as I try to calmly and carefully walk out of the woods. I reach for my phone only to discover that I don’t have it. I either left it at home or dropped it when I fell. I stop by a nearby tree and just try to relax. But of course, life likes to go against me and scare the shit out of me. It wasn’t a second later that I heard the crunching of leaves and a branch snapping. I looked around me and didn’t see anyone. The rustling of the branches above me had me look up and saw nothing. But it was the figure in front of me that scared the living shit out of me. 

In front of me stood an average height woman with chopped short black hair; she was skinny, pale skin, and beautiful. But what was creepy was the red eyes. I was so shocked by her appearance that I didn’t notice the man next to me. He towered over me. He looked six-feet, with silver blond hair, pale as the woman, and blood-red eyes.

“Well, well, well, look what we have here, Vanity. A little pet, I see.” The man says, stepping towards me.

“I see. Awe, she looks so adorable! I just want to eat her up! Can we keep her Leo!?” the female, Vanity, said. She gets a disapproving look from Leo, who turns to me, and the next thing I know, I’m up against the tree with this hand around my neck. This, by no means, is helping with my anxiety. I froze, unsure what to do.

“This is interesting, no fight back.” Leo says, “Well, where’s the fun in that?” he snarls. He throws me across the forest. I land on my shoulder and scream out in pain. “Run.” Is all he says before I get up and take off. I run as fast as I could while screaming for help. Hoping anyone is out there and available to rescue me from this hell.

“SOMEONE, PLEASE! HELP ME! HELP!” I yell, running as fast as my legs could carry me. If there's one thing I’m grateful for, it's being thankful for having the gift of balance. Without it, I would have tripped and fallen by now. I hear laughter above me, and as I look up, I see Vanity and Leo jumping from tree to tree, terrorizing me more. Nightfall has hit, and I can't see shit. I turn in another direction to get away from them, only to enter into an open field. I run across this little open area only to be cut off by Vanity on one side and Leo on the other.

“Now! We’re having fun. Right baby!?” Leo screams to her.

“Son of a bitch! What are you guys!? Please don’t hurt me!” I say, tears coming from my eyes.

“Well, since you asked so nicely. We’ll make it quick, hon.” Vanity says. She shoves me to the ground and moves my head to the side, but I hear a growl from across the field before she could do anything else. We all turn to look, and I see wolves. Giant wolves. What the living fuck is going on? A more enormous black wolf is leading two more of them, looking at us.

“Well, well, well. Look what we have here. I thought you guys died off.” Vanity says, turning to Leo, “The game just got interesting.”

“Game? What game? I don’t want to play.” I said in a quivering voice. One of the wolves looked at me; the one next to him stares back at him, then at me.

“Seems to me that one of them recognizes our little friend here, Leo.” The bitch pops my shoulder out of place, making me scream out in pain, begging them to let me go. The wolves growl and take a step closer.

“Gotta catch us to get her,” Leo says. Next thing I know, I’m tossed over his shoulder, and we’re taking off into the deep dark forest. Before I can react, I find myself moving at an inhuman speed. My mind catches up with my voice, and all I can do is scream.

“Let me go!” I yell to someone. I look up to see the wolves right on their tail. A second later, I'm being tossed in the air, and I was caught by Vanity.

“What the fuck! Please! Don’t kill me! Please!” they ignore my plea, and she starts jumping up from tree to tree along with Leo. She tosses me again, and I barely land in Leo’s arms. At this point, I'm crying. I have no idea what’s going on technically. Wolves are chasing us. I feel sick to my stomach. I just want to go home. I turn to look behind Leo and see a wolf right upon him. He senses it and tosses me to Vanity. She catches me, and I look ahead. We are coming up on a clearing, I recognize. It’s the cliff.

“NO! NO! NO! I CAN'T SWIM! I CAN'T SWIM! HELP! HELP!” Those were my last words before I’m thrown over the cliff and into the pacific. Everything slowed down at that point. I looked back and saw Vanity diving after me, and behind her, I saw one of the wolves looking at me, and before I hit the water, it howled, and I blacked out.

Part 1: Hello My Dear Friend

Part 2: Goodbye My Dear Friend

Part 3: Welcome My Dear Friend

Part 4: Why My Dear Friend

Part 5: End My Dear Friend

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Mating Season

Seth x reader: Mating Season

WARNING: Smut, male aggression (kind of), and a whole new Seth. 

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Monday, August 12th, 2019

It was the first day of school and Y/n was at the library during lunch (as always) catching up on some homework while sneaking some chips occasionally. Seth, Embry, Quil, and Jake were passing through when Seth noticed his long-time crush. Even before his shift, Seth always daydreamed about the quiet and shy girl. They had a few classes together, but he could never get the courage to talk to her. Now that he has shifted, He craved her more than before.

“Yo! Seth! You okay their little guy?” Embry laughed, waving his hand in front of his face.

“What? Yeah, I’m good.” He says, slapping his brothers’ hand away.

“Look over their guys. Hey Seth, why don’t you go talk to your girl.” Quil nudges him towards the library door.

“Shut up Quil,” Seth pushed back and started walking away. Jake and Embry shared a look and grabbed Seth towards the library.

“Let me go! What the fuck is wrong with you guys!” Seth says, trying to not start something with his brothers, while also not causing a scene. Too late.

“What the-?” Y/n looked up from her English homework to see Embry, Seth, Jake, and Quil playing tug-of-war with each other. Y/n shrugged her shoulders and goes back to work as the boys run off elsewhere.

Friday, September 20th, 2019

Seth sat directly behind Y/n and could do nothing but attempt his way to be closer to her as possible. He had finally gotten the courage to talk to her a couple of days after the library incident; in the midst of it, to everyone’s relief, he imprinted on her. Since then, he has calmly entered her into the pack world. She took it well. She was shocked and hesitant at first, but she accepted what it was.

When he told her about the imprinting, she was happy. Seth has never seen Y/n big e/c eyes light up and smile as if she was seeing the sun for the first time. She was ecstatic by it because she had feelings for Seth since she first saw him in gym class a few years back. He was smaller, lanky, and had baby-like features. Now, he was buffer and broader, taller, with child-like features. Even as a giant, he wasn’t intimidating. Seth was the definition of a teddy bear or more like a cub. Man, on the outside, a child on the inside.

Wednesday, November 13th, 2019

It had been a little over two months of Y/n and Seth being together. Emotions grew stronger and hormones became wilder. It didn’t help Seth when Paul would think obscure things. It also didn’t help that Seth would think of those things while being with Y/n. She knew something was up and decided to confront him about it.

“Seth, are you ok? You seem…on edge lately.” Y/n said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m fine,” he says abruptly moving away from her hand. “I have to go,” Seth said walking past Y/n and towards the front door. He is stopped by an arm grabbing his.

“Did I do something wrong? You’ve been avoiding me…” Y/n said with tears in her eyes. Seth turned to his imprint and regretted everything he did to her. He grabs her, pulling them close, and kiss them as hard as he could. Allowing to let Y/n feel why Seth has been acting the way he has. She hesitates and looks up at him.

“That’s why I have been distant. I don’t want to force you into doing anything you don’t want to do. I love and care about you too much.” Seth says with emotions in his eyes. Y/n smiles looking down. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, looks up at him, and she allows him in. When he looks at her, he sees it. He sees a mutual feeling. Love, passion, and lust. Without a word, they embrace one another for a wild night to remember.

Friday, January 3rd, 2020

“Alright! Let’s move, move, move!” Sam screamed. The pack has been running drills all day. Anger and tension started to build between the guys. During this time, Leah had to be dismissed for her safety (Sue and Billy’s demand) but did drills later when it would just be her, Jake (maybe), and Seth. Sam and Paul were stricter on everyone, we fought more, and became irrationally aggressive at times. All for one small reason.

It was mating season. A time where, if the option was available, we’d all go to our corners of La Push and stay with our imprints and fulfill the moment (while using protection of course). Thus, the reason for Leah not being here. For wolves in general, guys become aggressive as the women go into heat. It’s not like anything would come of anything if Leah was there. It would just be better if she wasn’t.

Seth had warned Y/n of this time of year. It happens randomly from January to March. No warning when it does happen. This year just so happened to be at the start of January. A great way to start a new year.

Seth ran to Y/n house after practicing drills in the cold rain. He climbed up the side of her house and in through her window and sought her out. He growled at the sight of her. She had just gotten out of the shower, wrapped in a towel with her h/t (hair type) wrapped in a towel. She jumped at the sound he made and tried to catch her breath.

“Jesus Seth! You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here? I thought you said Sam was going to have you guys run drills until later tonight?” She asked, oblivious to his stance and demeanor. When he said nothing, she walked up to him slowly, then stopped. The moment she looked into his eyes; she knew that she wasn’t going to leave this room for the rest of the afternoon (when her parents come back from work).

“Fuck.” She drops her towel, and without a second thought, Seth grabs her by the waist, pulling her closer to him, grabbing her face, and pulling her into a deep needing kiss. She wrapped her arms around him and just gave into him. Seth was always gentle, calm, and sweet when they had sex. She knew that this wouldn’t be one of those times. She was about to see, feel, taste, and experience a whole different side of her boyfriend.

“Mine.” He growled in Y/n ear as he picked her up and pushed her against the wall. He pushed his member to her center and grind slowly as moisture starts to pool in between her legs.

“Yes, fuck, Seth. Yours…” She wrapped her legs harder around him breathing hard against his neck. He undid his pants and pulled his boxers down, kicking them somewhere in the room. He kisses her roughly and begins to play with her clit. She moans against his mouth, throwing her head back at the much-needed pressure where she needed it the most. Seth bends down and starts leaving marks all along her neck, shoulder, and breast before sliding her up against the wall, throwing her legs over his shoulder and eats her out.

“Oh, dear god, Seth! Fuck baby, right there…” Y/n grabbed onto his hair with one hand and balanced the other one against the ceiling, so she doesn’t fall.

“Mine. All mine!” He growled against her pussy, causing a violet vibration that traveled through her body. Incoherent words falling from her mouth as he worked her until she couldn’t go any longer. When she finished, and he got his fill, he slid her down, wrapping her legs around his waist, and thrust into her without warning.

“Fuck...” both said in unison. He waited with his eyes closed, forehead pressed against hers, easing his breath. She thought for a moment, just for a moment, that he was going to go back to their other way of sex. Until his eyes shot open and stared back into hers. Never, has she ever, seen this animalistic side of Seth.

“Fuck.” He went for it. Deep hard and fast thrusts entered her as soon as she braced herself against him. She squeezed her legs around his waist at the surprise impact.

“No! Mine!” Seth lifted her legs to his forearm, pressing her against the wall while his hands supported her back. She could look down and see him entering and exiting her. Making her wetter and wetter as she watched. Her head flew back against the wall, trying to grab onto anything she could reach as he took her in the most pleasurable way.

“More, Seth. Please…d-don’t stop Daddy.” Seth stopped shortly, rose his head up slowly at her, and gave her a grin.

“Say it again.” He growled.

“Daddy…” He thrust into her hard.

“Again”

“Daddy.” Another thrust.

“Again”

“Daddy…” She whined this time. It was enough for him because he went back to fucking her. Only this time, he held eye contact with her, watching her facial expressions. His pace became uneven and she knew he was about to finish.

“Cum in my mouth daddy.” I breathed in his ear. A few more pumps afterward, he slips himself out, I slide to my knees and begin taking him in my hands and pumping him.

“Ah, Fuck Y/n!” He grabs a wad of my hair and shoves my mouth on him. He releases inside of my mouth and I sucked him off as he continued to cum. His hips thrusting towards me, only making me suck and pump harder.

“Shit, baby, no. Fuck Y/n.” He slips himself out of my mouth and looks down at me. I spit the leftover in my mouth in my trash can next to me and look back up at him. He gives me a grin, reaches for me to pull me up, and kisses me softly.

“Sorry about that. Didn’t mean to hurt or scare you.” He said quietly with a grin on his face.

“No complaints from me, sir.” I smiled. And the second I said sir, his eyes became dark again and I knew I was going to have to brace myself for the rest of the evening. If little words like sir are going to get to him. I can only imagine what else might.

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Surrender

Paul x Reader short story with the song “Surrender” by Natalie Taylor

Y/n = your name, Y/l/n = your last name, y/h/(t)(c) = your hair (type) (color),  y/e/c = your eye color

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“You can’t hide from her forever Paul. It will consume you. You can’t stay away from her, no matter how hard you try.” Sam said to Paul in front of the whole pack. They all found out the infamous Paul Lahote just imprinted on a girl from Forks. Jake brought her and Bella by one day and Paul just happened to leave Billy’s when he saw her.

“Fuck you, Sam! Just watch. I won’t end up like you and stay trapped in something as sad as imprinting.” Paul argued back. Sam took no offense to it. He knew, just like everyone else, that Paul was going to cave, and they’ll be there to help him through it. So, no one stopped him when he ran and shifted towards the woods.

We let the waters rise We drifted to survive I needed you to stay But I let you drift away My love, where are you? My love, where are you?

Paul ended up at Y/n house in Forks. He wasn’t sure how he knew where she lived but while hiding, he saw her in the kitchen making food for herself and her family with her grandmother. He couldn’t help but watch the y/h/c y/h/t imprint of his laugh and help her grandmother. In his wolf form, he laughed to himself imagining him with them. It was something he craved since childhood. Never receiving that type of love and affection before made him wonder for a second if he’d receive the same thing if he gave in.

But it was only for a second. He shook the thought, growled, and backed away. It was almost like she knew someone was watching her, did she look out the window, unknowing to her, and looked at him straight in the eyes. She knew she was looking at something—it didn’t scare her—but she couldn’t tell what it was. She turned her attention back to her grandmother and put whatever it was in the back of her head. Paul took his chance to leave and go elsewhere. Anywhere away from her.

Whenever you’re ready (Whenever you’re ready) Whenever you’re ready (Whenever you’re ready) Can we, can we surrender Can we, can we surrender I surrender

Weeks had passed, Jacob had fully shifted and abandoned Bella and Y/n. At this point, Paul was out of control. He snapped at everything. If you looked at him too long, if you sneezed too hard if a cat meowed. He would snap. Sam had, had enough of his bullshit. He pulled him to the side to talk to him.

“Damnit Paul stop this shit! Just go to her! Talk to her! No one said you had to be more than friends.” That just pissed him off more. The thought of not being Y/n anything more than friends pissed him off. But being with you did too.

“Why? So, I can be some love-sick puppy?! Fuck that!” He spat.

“It's better than damn nearly killing everyone! Look around Paul! Look at what is the consequences of your action. Without her, you’re not yourself! We all can see it!” Sam looked defeated. “You’re better than this Paul. You said you want to work on your anger, watch what happens when you are near her. You’ll be better in an instant. I can guarantee you that.” He said softly to the hot-headed wolf.

“I’m not a child Sam.” He backed away, “so don’t fucking treat me like one. I can fix my temper on my own. Watch me!” Sam knew what he had to do at that moment when Paul ran. He couldn’t allow this to keep happening.

No one will win this time I just want you back I’m running to your side Flying my white flag, my white flag My love, where are you? My love, where are you?

“Thank you for doing this Y/n. You have no idea how much this will help the boys and their grades.” Y/n smiled at Emily.

“It’s no problem. I’m pretty good at history and English, and I know if Bella would have come, she’d help with the math and science.” You told her, driving in her car to her house. “although, I don’t think Jake would pay mind if she was there.” Y/n gave Emily a knowing look. You both laughed and continued talking along the way.

You were emptying your stuff when you heard Sam and who you knew was Paul. You didn’t see him much when you were in the area with Jake and Bella. But when you did, your heart would skip a beat. You didn’t know what it was about this man, but you could do nothing but think about him. It was the main reason you’d take trips up to the beach by yourself. You did it to get away but also to catch a glimpse of him. But every time you came by, he’d rush to leave. Which left you confused as to why you were tutoring the guys and not someone else.

“Sam, it wasn’t my fault that Embry ran into that tree-” Paul stopped mid-sentence at the sound of your laughter and your fragrance. Pomegranate Mango bath wash with a citrus perfume. Before he could react, Emily spoke.

“Paul! Did you push Embry into a tree, again?” Emily said, scowling at him playfully. Y/n just smiled at her and looked up at Paul. Eyes connecting, stomach flipping, and hearts skipping a beat. All issues and situations, anger and hostilities, sadness, and depression, washed away from him.

“Hey, Paul.” Y/n gave a slight wave and smile. It was then, that Paul surrendered to her. Imprint or not, he wanted her near. For now, and forevermore. He would protect her, even if it killed him.

Whenever you're ready (Whenever you're ready) Whenever you're ready (Whenever you're ready) Can we, can we, surrender Can we, can we, surrender I surrender Oh, I surrender

Paul thinks back on that day and is constantly thankful for what they did. Now he’s watching his beautiful wife rock their third child to sleep. Flora Rylie Lahote was a small little thing. She was a known daddies’ little girl. The only reason she was in Y/n arms was the sole purpose of feeding. Otherwise, she’d be in her father’s arms.

Y/n turns around to notice her husband watching her. She smiles at him and he walks up to her. Wrapping his arms around her waist kissing her softly on her forehead.

“Whatcha’ thinking about babe?” She asks softly, trying to not wake up baby Flora.

“Nothing. Just admiring my beautiful wife.” She smiles and rolls her eyes but says nothing.

“You know, we should try for baby number four,” Paul says, Y/n looks up at him and side-eyes him.

“How about no. I think a family of five will suffice.”

“But I thought you hated odd numbers.”

“I also hate olives, but I ain’t trying to eat them, now am I?”

“That doesn’t make any sense…. How did you correlate having a child to make an even number family, to olives?”

“Let’s not worry about that, shall we?” Flora starts to stir at the sound of people talking.

“Well, it looks like daddy is needed.”

“By who? You or Flora?” Saying with a cheeky smile.

“Highly inappropriate. But to answer, both.” Y/n says handing baby Flora over to Paul.

2 years later

“DAMNIT PAUL!” a choir of “oooh’s” echo through by everyone in Emily’s house from the front door.

“Daddy’s in trouble,” Flora says. Little Paul and Pax grab Flora to get out of their moms’ way. Knowing that their mother just might kill him.

“I didn’t do it, I swear!” The pack watching quietly on the side. Embry, coincidentally grabbing popcorn, watching the show of the year goes down.

“Oh, I’m about 100% sure you did.” In comes Y/n with something in her hand. She throws it at Paul’s head, and it bounces off his large head and onto the floor.

“Ouch!”

“Oh, shut up, that didn’t hurt! What will hurt is me castrating you!” All the guys grabbed themselves at the tone of her voice. You can see the girls in the background holding in their laughter.

“What’s cas-wanting?” Flora says.

“It’s where daddy is in trouble,” Leah says. Flora just laughs and Paul looks hurt at his daughter's betrayal.

“Just tell me what’s wrong babe.”

“Look at the damn evidence Paul Lahote.” Y/n says fuming. He reaches down to grab the object. Noticing instantly what it was and what as on it.

It was a pregnancy test…with two lines. She was pregnant. They were pregnant. He starts smiling looking up at her.

“Oh, don’t you DARE start smiling! We said no more!”

“Technically, you said no more, I said one more.” I choir of “fuck” and “dumbass” was heard throughout the room.

“You’re getting a vasectomy.”

“Ha! Paul’s getting neutered! OUCH! KIM! What was that for?”

“Keep it up, and you’re next.”

“Baby lets be reasonable about this. It’s the Universe saying we are great parents and we needed just one more kid.”

“After this, no more. I’m serious, I’ve already made an appointment for your vasectomy. End of discussion.”

“Come on babe!”

“What’s a vac-test-amy?” Oh, Flora… why must you be so cute?  

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Embry Call Anniversary (07/01/2020) Bet (08/15/2020) Bitch (07/09/2020) Except for You (08/08/2020) Series  Paul Lahote Cheating (06/30/2020

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