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mxlti-lover · 10 months

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Sick {Paul Lahote}

Summary: You fell sick with a really bad cold, but how were you supposed to tell your werewolf boyfriend you didn’t want him to cuddle you?

Warnings: none, just a sad Paul.

Word Count: 1059

(P.S. please don’t judge too hard if this is terrible, I haven’t written in a while and I’m a little rusty…)

*do not steal or copyright any of my work pls and thank you*

You woke up that morning feeling horrible. Your nose was so clogged you could barely breathe and you had the worst honking cough.

You laid in bed, curled into a ball watching your favorite Disney movie. You knew you should tell Paul, but you didn’t really want him at the moment. Don’t get it twisted, you loved Paul to death, I mean, he was your mate, but when you got sick like this, his body heat didn’t help.

You knew he would want to cuddle you, give you some scalp massages as he checked up on you every minute of the hour, but right now, you just wanted to be alone.

That is until you heard the front door opening.

“Y/N! Baby! Where are you?!” Paul shouted.

You knew he probably sensed you weren’t okay as he still had an hour before he usually got home from patrol. Probably talking Sam into letting him leave early.

“I’m upstairs!” You called out the best you could, your throat feeling raw from coughing.

You heard footsteps rush up the stairs and soon Paul’s tall figure stood in the doorway, scanning you over, a frown on his face.

“Baby…why didn’t you tell me you were sick?” He asked softly as he made his way over to the bed.

He sat on the edge of the bed as he leaned over kissing your forehead and cheek softly, checking if you had a fever.

“You’re burning up baby.” He spoke sadly, sitting up again to look at you.

You knew you weren’t a pretty sight as you hadn't gotten up at all that morning. Your hair probably a tangled mess, your nose probably red and chapped from how much you had to blow it and your face looking as pale as a ghost.

“I didn’t want to bother you..” You lied, as you spoke barely above a whisper. Your voice raspy as you knew you were probably gonna lose it soon.

“Baby, you wouldn’t be bothering me at all. I would rather be by your side taking care of you, than on patrol.” He says frowning at the idea of you being alone all morning like this.

You sigh as you rub your face sitting up, his hand coming down to softly push you back down.

“You’re not getting up baby. Whatever you need I’ll get for you. Now, have you eaten at all today?” He asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You shook your head no as you leaned into his touch, his warmth radiating against your skin.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.” He says as he gets up and his figure disappears from the doorway.

You sigh as you curl back up into a ball, watching the movie again, guilt washing over you. You knew he would want to cuddle you, as his love language is definitely physical touch. Especially when it comes to taking care of you.

But you didn’t want his cuddles at the moment. Your skin was already burning underneath the thin blanket you chose, let alone having your own personal heater of a boyfriend coming to lay next to you.

You took a deep breath as you let that thought slip your mind for now, closing your eyes as your body needed sleep. That is until you struggled to breath again, groaning softly as you sat up, blowing your nose for the hundredth time that morning.

A few minutes later you heard Paul coming back into the room with a small tray. On it sat a bowl of chicken noodle soup and a glass of apple juice - your two favorite things to have when you were sick.

You smiled up at him as you sat up in bed, fluffing up the pillows behind your back to sit more comfortably.

Paul set the tray down carefully into your lap as you immediately dig into the soup, humming softly as the warmth from the soup soothed your throat.

“Thank you.” You whispered as you looked up at Paul.

“You’re welcome baby girl.” He says sitting down next to you as he leaned over to kiss the top of your head.

He looked over at the TV as he chuckled softly at the movie that was playing. “Should’ve known you were watching this.”

“It’s my favorite movie to watch when I’m sick.” You protested shooting daggers at him as he raised his hands up in defense.

“I know my love, I was just messing with you. Now finish up your soup and I’ll give you some well deserved cuddles, yeah?” He says leaning over kissing your cheek.

You nod as you put on a fake smile, sighing into the bite of soup you took. How are you supposed to tell your boyfriend that you don’t want him to cuddle you?

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It’s been 10 minutes now since you finished your soup and your boyfriend immediately pulling you into him to cuddle.

Your head laid on his chest, as your arms wrapped around his torso like you usually would. Your legs tangled with one another.

You will admit that it was nice for the first few minutes, sighing contently as you closed your eyes. But now, it was starting to become unbearable. Your skin felt like it was on fire, as you began to squirm uncomfortably.

“Paul, can you please let me go? I can’t do this anymore, you’re making my skin burn up more than it already is.” You mumbled as you tried to get out of his grip.

He looked down at you, hurt. He let go of you as you moved away from him, panting softly to yourself as you enjoyed the cold air hitting your body.

You knew Paul was hurt, and you didn’t mean for it to come off so harshly, you just needed to get away from him.

Paul watched as you relaxed feeling terrible that he made you feel even more uncomfortable than you already were.

“I’ll be downstairs if you need anything..” He spoke barely above a whisper, as he leaned over, kissing the crown of your head softly, before getting up, exiting your room.

“Paul, don’t leave! I still want you with me.” You begged as you tried to reach out for him, but he continued to walk out your room, upset with himself that he made his girlfriend uncomfortable.

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I hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!🫶

- Paige

#paul lahote #paul lahote x y/n #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote x you #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote blurb #paul lahote fluff #paul lahote angst #twilight #wolf pack #jacob black #sam uley #quil ateara #embry call #jared cameron #seth clearwater #leah clearwater

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kdizzzy · 1 year

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in my head it’s always been them

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leahsflwer · 8 months

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Twilight - Them finding you crying 🌧️ pt.2

Warnings: Mentions of $uicidal thoughts, depression, insecurities, angst topics, fluff

Twilight characters x Y/N (Your/Name)

GO READ PART 1 first.. please lol

Jane -

Santiago was trying to flirt with you in the corridor and it was making you uncomfortable, with his hand on your waist and the other leaning on the wall. Jane felt how uncomfortable you were and came over telling him to leave, it was enough that he was even close to you. As soon as he rushed away you broke down in tears. She remembered her past and her crying and looked down for a moment before pulling you into a hug, which was extremely rare. She knew a tone about pain and knew how much you must have been feeling.

Alec -

You were nervous that your ability wouldn’t be enough to be in the Volturi. What if you did join and failed? These thoughts flew around your mind and Alec could sense your body language. He grabbed your hand to stop it from nervously shaking and gave you a comforting smile, lifting up his fingers and motioning for you to smile. Rubbing your back as Aro asked for you to reveal your powers to him, Caius and Marcus. After it went well he pulled you out of the room and kissed your forehead.

Demetri -

He froze up when he saw you in the empty thrown room, sitting upon the stairs, tears falling down your cheeks. Eventually after peaking around he walked over to you and beside you, noticing the picture in your hands. He ignored it and looked you in the eyes, asking what was on your mind. You told him you hated being a vampire, you used to be normal, have beautiful eyes, now you’re different and a vampire. He noticed the picture was of you when you motioned it and he took it, looking at it and ripping it in half and shaking his head.

~”She was beautiful but she isn’t the girl I love. I like this.” He said while cupping your face and smiling

Felix -

You got into a fight with Demetri and stood beside Felix as you yelled at him. He was being stubborn and rude and you were just not in the mood and snapped at him, you wanted to run forward and throw fists but Felix’s large arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you back into his chest. You realised it wasn’t worth it and just started crying, you turned around and cried on his chest as he shook his head at Demetri and told him to leave the room. Comforting you in a quiet way as he’s not very good with such topics.

Benjamin -

While everyone was enjoying the camp fire before the possible fight you had disappeared which caught his attention. He followed you off to a secluded area and noticed you sit down on a rock and fiddle with the snow. He noticed the tears building up and walked over to you, asking if you were alright, which you replied with by telling him you were scared. He nodded in agreement and hugged you, your head laying on his stomach considering he was standing and you were not.

~”I won’t let anyone touch a single hair on your body. I promise you that Sweetheart.”

Caius -

Everyone had left for the time being so you entered the thrown room believing you were alone to lean on the double doors, letting your emotions out as you cry. Obvious to the familiar vampire sitting on his thrown in thought on how to react to you. He eventually got up and walked down the steps towards you, you heard his black shoes tapping on the ground and nervously looked down knowing you were caught. He lifted up your chin to make you look at him and he ordered you to tell him what was upsetting his “princess/prince” as he called you.

Sam -

As he walked along the beach to find you, he wasn’t expecting the sight he saw. You were cut and just sitting there crying. He ran over to you and asked what happened when you told him how you had got into a fight with Leah he got angry. He wanted to tell her off but seen how badly injured you were. He felt angry but kept it in and carried you back to his place and laid you on his bed, doing everything in his power to make sure you’re alright, even if that means he has to ring the vampire (Carlisle) over to help you. He would do anything to make sure you’re okay and happy.

Paul -

Paul could sense the pain in your chest and could see how sad you were recently. How much you had been stressed with final exams. He has heard you crying in the bathroom of Sam’s house when he was there and felt sick to his core, as soon as you came out he grabbed your waist and pulled you into a hug, kissing the top of your head, rubbing your back and reminding you of how strong and talented you are. He was a softie for you and didn’t care otherwise.

Embry -

He spotted you looking down during classes, disappearing to the bathroom often, not wanting to go out anymore, the way you hide your body. He knew what was up but was obviously scared on how to approach the situation. But after talking to Sam he finally followed behind you into the woods and hugged you from behind. He took you somewhere only he knew about and once you were sitting against a tree together did he hold your hand and ask about how you felt, listening intensely as you spoke about your problems, kissing your insecurities and loving every part of you.

Jared -

He would be slightly oblivious to your feelings until he saw you not eating. It worried him and when he noticed the guys putting food in your face and forcing you to try and eat, he could see the tears in your eyes. Dragging you out of the house and sitting outside under shade so you don’t get wet from the rain, he sat with you and gave you a muffin.

~”You don’t have to eat anything if you can’t. If you even eat some of that I’ll be extremely proud of you doll. But never feel forced” he smiled sweetly

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tyb1 · 1 year

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Standing In The Rain

pairings: Seth x reader

summary: after weeks of not talking due to secrets being held Seth finally confronts the reader while standing in the rain

warnings: angst then fluff 😋

w/c: 1087

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A/N: Thank you guys for 1,000+ notes on Rainy Days ♥️🥺

“So you’re just going to leave me out in the rain!?” Seth yelled, his hands waving in the air as he tried his best to get your attention.

The rain poured down on the roof of your car, you sat watching the wipers push the hard rain off of your windows. Everything was calm for a few seconds, you had just arrived back from your night class. The news that was spreading on the radio caught your attention, and that was one of the reasons why you decided to sit in the car, the other was the rain that was pouring down. The final one was your boyfriend standing in the middle of your driveway blocking you from entering your house.

It has been approximately a week since you last spoke to him, it honestly didn’t bother you. Every time you thought about him you grew irritated with him and the situation he put you in. No explanation could honestly bring you out of this funk that you were in, however, if you didn’t allow him into your car your parents would come outside and invite him into your house.

With the most stoic facial expression, you unlocked the door, you kept your eyes on him as he made his way around to your car. Once he touched bases in your passenger seat you went back to what you were doing before he interrupted you. Seth on the other hand was pushing every button on the heat to get warm.

Your eyes raised with the utmost cockiness there was, “I thought you couldn’t get sick. Isn’t that the werewolf within you?”

Seth turned to look at you, from the corner of your eye you could still see the water pellets dropping from his skin. “Yeah, but I’m still soaking wet from the water. I’ve been standing out there for like 26 minutes.” He continued to ramble about the rain getting into his ears making them hurt when they dry. And how he was going to smell like a wet dog since his clothes were all muddy. He talked and talked until he finally stopped, he noticed that you weren’t listening to him. Your eyes were glued to your garage, too deep in your thoughts to even give a damn about what he was saying.

“Can I explain myself?” He asked, he reached into your back seat to grab a spare shirt of yours. His hands ran through his hair as he tried his best to dry it with the cotton material.

You looked down at your apple watch, it was already going on 9 at night. Your curfew was at 10 so that meant he only had approximately 10 minutes to explain himself.

“There’s honestly nothing to explain, I’ve heard it all Seth.” You turned to look at him, he was staring back at you with the utmost remorseful look. You could tell he meant no harm from the situation but it hurt knowing that he lied. “It hurts more knowing that I had to hear it from them rather than you.”

His eyes softened as he began to speak, “I know, trust me I was going to tell you but I didn’t want it to be too much on you. You know the whole werewolf thing is one thing but imprinting is a whole other situation. That was something special I was supposed to tell you.”

With your arms crossed you leaned back into the chair. The flashback of that day came dancing back into your head. The boys joking around with their girlfriends, Seth walked away from the group for one second and the beans were spilled. He could’ve warned the boys that you didn’t know, you sat there looking stupid with tears in your eyes. They told you what imprinting was, it sounded like Seth was only with you because he had to. You genuinely had a love for Seth Clearwater and it hurt to know that the same love that you had for him wasn’t the same for him. Seth's love was forced upon him, he had no choice but to you love.

Forcefully your eyes closed, and the hurt you felt from the weeks prior started to emerge. You could feel Seth pulling your arm into him. You didn’t bother to put up a fight, you allowed your body to melt into his wet one. “They made it seem like you’re only with me because of fate. Like we’re supposed to be in love because you imprinted on me. It honestly sounds creepy Seth.” You mumbled into his shirt, you could hear his heartbeat getting faster by the minute. He was nervous.

“See, That’s exactly why I didn’t want to tell you yet. It’s so much more than that (Y/N). I’m not with you because I imprinted on you, I’m with you because I genuinely have a love for you and I want to be with you.” His head rested on top of yours as he tapped his fingers gently against your skin.

“I don’t like the secrets Seth, that’s why I was so upset with you. You can’t hide things like this from me no matter how bad you think they are.”

“I know and I’m sorry. I was just trying to do the right thing. It’s a lot to take on but trust me when I say that I didn’t want to hurt you. I would never do that to you (Y/N). From now on no more secrets.”

He held out his pinky finger which you wrapped your own tightly around. That sealed the deal about everything you two just talk about Looking up at Seth you could see the moonlight reflecting off of his brown eyes, he looked like he was in deep thought. His eyes were panned out to the rain. Gently you shook his arm catching his attention, “Seth, I’m not blaming you for any of this. I guess I was just stuck in my own ways. I understand that you wanted to wait for my well-being which I respect so much about you. But next time could you please give your boys head-ups.” You laughed, Seth nodded his head. The biggest grin on his face.

With one hand under your chin, he brought your lips up to his. “You don’t have to worry about anything else princess.” He whispered those words against your lips before closing the space with his own.

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graceloveswolves · 2 years

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One Shots

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Twilight

Embry Call

You Find Out He’s a Werewolf

He Imprints on You

You fight

You Make Up

Your 18th birthday *

You Find Out You’re Adopted

Freaky Side *

He Stands Up For You

19th birthday *

Dating Embry Call Would Include…

Carlisle Cullen

Insatiable i

Insatiable ii

Insatiable iii

Vogue Challenge

Team Carlisle

Carlisle x reader pregnant

Paul Lahote

He Imprints On You i

He Imprints On You ii

He Imprints On You iii

He Imprints On You iv

Story of Y/N & Paul

Seth Clearwater

Dating Him

My Mom Naming The Wolf Pack

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majesty31 · 1 year

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You Can't Make It Feel Right When You Know It's Wrong. 1/?

𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 | 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

𝒂/𝒏: 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒎 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 <𝟑

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔/𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕: 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒕, 𝒄𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑.𝟓𝒌

He unlike most guys your best friend dated, treated her right, with love and care. Causing you to be excited to meet this mystery man she kept from you for months.

Even though they had only dated for six to seven months you could tell she loved him. They had met at a bonfire your friend Jacob invited her to all those months ago so when he finally invited you a couple days ago you were more than ready to meet your knight in shining armor.

Though you didn't know this would ruin your friendship with your closest friend and maybe even your own life.

You and your best friend Sara were making ready for the bonfire at your place when you got a text from Jacob saying that he was waiting outside.

You were quick to throw your phone on your bed before checking yourself in the mirror. If you were completely honest you were really nervous about today, it was the first time you were gonna meet Sara's boyfriend and all his friends.

You wanted to make a good first impression and hopefully meet a cute friend of Jake's. You blew out a breath as you pulled down your blue jean skirt, trying to make it fit better around your waist. You tightened the belt that came with it before readjusting the green cropped shirt.

You knew it would be chilly outside but you didn't care, you had just gotten the skirt today and really wanted to wear it. You walked away from the mirror before you'd change your mind, grabbing your phone off the bed and heading out of the room, but not before grabbing your white hightops.

"Sara let's go Jakes here!" You yelled as you slipped into the shoes, grabbing a zip-up hoodie from the rack as your best friend came running down the stairs.

"You look so good, I'm glad you listened to me about the skirt," She said, winking at you making you let out a small laugh before shaking your head.

You were playing with your hands as you all walked toward the bonfire. Bella Swan, a girl you know from school deiced to come along with you all. You didn't know much about her other than that she dated the famous Edward Cullen every girl was head over heels for.

She was going on and on about how she was underdressed, but you weren't paying them any mind, too nervous about meeting everyone that you missed the look your best friend gave you.

"Don't worry I'm sure everyone will love you," Sara said, pulling you closer to her as she wrapped her arms around you.

"What if they don't? I'll be the odd one out from you all. You'll all end up hanging out without me and then what. I'll be friendless and you and Embry will get married and I'll have no connection to you kids-"

"Whoa Y/N calm down. You're going really far into the future there," She laughed. "And you don't have to worry about losing me okay? Cause you won't ever, not even Embry can make that happen," You smiled, feeling a little better.

But that didn't last long.

The second you came close enough everyone turned toward you all. Your breathing got faster causing Sara to squeeze your hand, reassuring you that she was there and everything would be okay.

The only person you recognized was Billy, Jacob's dad who you had known since you were a little girl. He smiled at you, motioning you over. You gave him a tight hug as he asked about you and your family and how happy he was that you came tonight.

Soon, after everyone said their Hello's you sat down next to Jake and Bella. You weren't concentrating as the two talked, only looking down at your hands that were sitting in your lap.

"Y/N!" You looked up at the familiar voice of your best friend, standing up as she came to a stop in front of you. She looked excited as she pulled her boyfriend from behind her, making him stand next to her. "This is Embry,"

As your eyes met his you felt something in your stomach flip. The boy didn't look too much older than Sara, his hair was cut short like most of the boys here. He was wearing a black sleeveless shirt revealing the tattoo he had, the same as Jake's.

Sara didn't see as he took you in, shock and fear laced in his eyes, something no one wanted when they were being checked out. You didn't understand the feeling you had, a feeling that made you feel safe and warm.

But also a feeling that made you lose your breath, like the air around you had all of a sudden gone thinner, making it harder for you to breathe.

You felt a strange sensation as his eyes again connected with yours, was it desire? But it felt more than desire, it felt like you needed to be closer to him, like this feeling was burning in your blood making you feel hot, which didn't make sense when you had goosebumps all over your arms.

You felt faint and dizzy, causing your knees to buckle. You broke eye contact as you sat down, trying to catch your breath. Your hand went over your fast-beating heart that was starting to beat in your ears. You heard a muffled voice before Sara crouched down in front of you, concern written all over her face.

Jacob pulled Sara away before he was in front of you, taking your cold hands into his hot ones. You still didn't understand how you felt so hot when you were freezing, the way your body warmed the second Jake touched you proved just how cold you were.

Jacob pulled your face toward him, making your eyes connect with his before he worryingly looked up at Embry who looked scared, worried, and confused all at the same time.

You furrowed your brows. "I feel weird," You stated, causing Jacob to snap his head toward you, a look of dread and understanding filling his eyes.

"I'll get you some water okay?" He said. You nodded watching as he got up and grabbed Embry before he went to the other boys who you were assuming were his friends. They were all talking, Embry looking angry as he looked your way before an older-looking guy took his attention.

The man pointed at his chest causing Embry to slap it away, shaking his head. The other boys looked concerned for their friend. Or was it pity? You didn't know. But you tried to not focus on the feeling in your chest when Embry walked off angry.

You were pulled back to reality when Sara draped a blanket over you, you hadn't even realized she left to get it. She put her arms around you, rubbing your shoulder as she put her head on your shoulder.

"Are you okay? Maybe wearing a skirt in this weather wasn't such a good idea," You laughed slightly, nodding in agreement which made her sigh in relief. Relief that you laughed. Relief that you were okay.

Jacob came back a few seconds after, a water bottle in hand. He knelt down in front of you before putting his hand on your head. "You should be okay," He said, as if he knew what you just felt.

"What was that?" You asked, making him look at you for a brief moment before handing you the water bottle.

"Let's talk after the bonfire okay?" You nodded, opening the bottle and putting it to your mouth. You focused your eyes on Billy who had started to tell the story about his tribe, but your mind was somewhere else.

You kept thinking back to the strange feeling in your chest, first when you met Embry you felt warm and safe, amongst a lot of other things, but now you felt cold and hollow. It didn't make any sense.

But you tried your best to push away whatever you were feeling, giving Sara a forced smile when she glanced at you.

Halfway through the story, you noticed Embry making his way toward his friends. As he sat down he glanced toward you but his attention was soon taken when his friends started talking to him.

This was the first time you wished you could read lips, so you knew what they were saying. But from the looks on their faces, you were almost too sure.

"Hey, do you think you'll be okay for a little?" Sara asked, drawing your attention back to her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Go sit with your boyfriend," You said pushing her slightly toward the group. She gave you a warm smile.

"I'll be back okay?" You only nodded, shoeing her off with your hands. Your smile faded the second she approached the group. Embry gave her a smile and a kiss before she settled in between his legs, letting him wrap his arms around her smaller form.

She missed the way all the boys looked at her with pity, the way Embry looked at her with pity. You were confused by the way they were all acting, the way they all glanced at you every so often, making you feel as if something was wrong.

But all that was forgotten the moment you looked at him. It felt wrong in a way but you also didn't know what it was about him that made you drawn to him. You didn't know why your eyes kept shifting toward the group, toward him.

As much as Embry tried his best to keep his eyes off of you he simply couldn't, causing your eyes to lock. Your stomach filled with butterflies making you feel sick, he was your best friends boyfriend, and here you were having all these weird feelings. It wasn't right.

But even if it wasn't right, you still couldn't help what you were feeling. The way he looked at you made it seem so intense, the way he wouldn't look away made you take a deep breath, all of a sudden feeling nervous.

As if sensing this he smiled but he whipped it clean off when he realized it. You tore your gaze away, feeling guilty for looking at him like this. It was wrong. So wrong.

Your best friend was in love with him. And he was supposed to be in love with her.

A couple days after the bonfire you got invited to one of Jake's friend's house, though Sara wasn't. Jake said that he wanted to talk about what happened at the fire which confused you.

You had told him it was the weather, but he wouldn't see reason and said to just come. You didn't know who would all be there, but you were hoping to God Embry wouldn't come. It scared you to even think about seeing his face.

Especially when he would already show up in your dreams, and even when you were just thinking, he would somehow pop up. You hadn't thought about someone as much as him, and you barely even knew the boy.

After a quiet drive with Jacob, you finally arrived at a small cabin. It was on the edge of the forest, giving you a homey feeling with the fruit baskets on the porch and the lights on inside.

You stepped out of the truck, closing the door before you followed Jacob into the house. The inside was even cuter than the outside, there was a huge window right by the door and a small kitchen where a woman was working.

A table was in the middle right near the kitchen and if you walked further you saw a seating area with couches and a big screen T.V. A white ladder was near the door, leading toward the second floor.

The woman looked up from her baking, and the first thing you noticed was the scar that went down the side of her face. But still, she was beautiful, with her shiny black hair and the warm smile she gave.

"You must be Y/N," She said, wiping her hands off on her apron before heading toward you, arm outstretched before she pulled you in for a hug which you returned. "I'm Emily,"

"Nice to meet you," You said as she pulled away.

"How are you feeling?" She asked, making you furrow your brows.

"Uh I'm good. Maybe a little cold," You lied, you felt awful but you weren't about to lay out all your weird feelings to this lady who you just met.

"I'm sure you're wondering why Jake brought you here," She went over toward the kitchen, putting the tray of donuts into the oven before taking another tray of muffins out. "Please have a seat,"

"Um yeah, a little I guess," You said, taking a seat by the table as Jacob went over to grab a muffin for himself.

"Well I can't say too much but I can give you some answers. The rest is up to Embry," Your eyes snapped toward her at the mention of Embry.

"Embry? What are you talking about?" You asked, making Emily turn toward you.

"You felt something the night of the bonfire am I right," She didn't ask. And from the way you couldn't give her an answer she knew you did. She sat down across from you, a sad look in her eyes. "I can't tell you what that was but I can give you a push in the right direction,"

"I'm so confused," You stated. "I know I felt something weird that night but it was because of how cold it was outside-"

"So you're telling me you haven't been thinking about Embry a lot recently," Jacob cut in making both you and Emily turn toward him.

"Jake please,"

"No, let her answer," You felt frozen in your seat. What were you supposed to say? Yes, I am thinking a lot about my best friend's boyfriend, so much so that I think I might have feelings for a guy I only just met and didn't even say a word to.

"I don't know, maybe a little,"

"See-"

"No, but what does that have to do with anything?" You were so lost and confused, making Emily put her hand over yours.

"Embry will explain everything I promise,"

"What do you mean E-" You were cut off by the sounds of laughing and talking and soon the room was filled with Jake's friends you saw at the bonfire.

They all got quiet the second they laid eyes on you and soon Embry came into the room. His eyes grew before looking at Emily who only smiled and made her way to the kitchen, Embry following close behind.

The other boys came a sat down by the table, all of them glancing toward you only making you more and more uncomfortable.

"Y/N right," One of the boys finally said. When you only nodded he went on. "I'm Jared, I saw you at the bonfire,"

"Yeah I remember," You said, glancing at Jake for help but he just gave you a smile before heading toward the kitchen. You tighten your jaw before drinking from the water that was in front of you.

Embry came into view soon after, his jaw tight before he sat down in front of you. You kept your eyes glued to the water that was in your hands, but you could feel his eyes burning into your skull making you take a deep breath.

"It's Y/N right?" You heard him ask. It was the first time you heard his voice, and the butterflies you felt at the sound made you tighten your grip on the glass.

Your eyes met his, and the way they instantly soften made your heart beat faster. You only nodded making him give you a smile you hadn't seen him give Sara before. It felt more real and not as forced as you remembered.

"I'm-"

"Embry. I know," You interrupted. "I've heard a lot about you," His face turned sad at the mention of his girlfriend, making him take a breath.

"Can we talk outside?" His question made you confused but nonetheless, you nodded and followed him outside. He didn't stop walking, causing you to move faster to catch up.

He lead you toward the beach that was near Emily's cabin, it was cold and a little windy making you wrap your arms around yourself to preserve warmth.

As your shoes hit the sand you couldn't help the smile that made its way onto your face when you saw a husky running away from its owner a giant bone in its mouth. The breeze made goosebumps form on your neck and arms but all that was forgotten when you gazed back at Embry, a look of awe on his face.

Your stomach flipped at the look alone, and you knew something was wrong. You would never feel this way for any of Sara's boyfriends and you knew this, so what the Hell was happening right now.

"You wanted to talk," You stated. Not even asking. You were starting to get mad at these feelings and you knew he was feeling something of the same. If you didn't stop this now these feelings would just ruin your friendship.

He cleared his throat, looking around the beach as if not knowing where to start. "You feel something," He started, making you raise a brow in confusion.

"Yeah, I feel really cold right now," He looked at you, shaking his head in frustration.

"No, I mean- how do I say this uh," He paused, looking up at the sky, blowing out a breath. "You felt something the night we met, I know because I felt it too. Something you've never felt before," Your breath hitched, eyes meeting his. You couldn't lie to him, it felt as if he would know if you did. But you didn't even want to try.

When he saw that you weren't gonna respond he continued. "I don't know how to explain it to you without saying everything," He confessed. "These past couple of days I tried to ignore this feeling, but it's been eating me alive, it hurts-" He stopped himself, voice growing quiet as he looked toward the sand.

Concerned, you moved closer toward the boy. Reaching out for him but he stopped you by taking your hands. The moment his skin touched yours, you relaxed, melting into his soft touch and hot skin. Though the moment Sara came into your mind you pulled away from him.

"I don't know what I'm feeling okay. I don't know what is going on. It's like something is pulling me toward you but I keep pulling myself back because I can't have you. You're with my fucking best friend but when I'm not near you I feel sad, hollow, and just angry all the time," Tears started forming in your eyes, Embry’s face fell at the sight but you stopped him from coming closer.

"No Embry, this isn't right. Nothing about this is right. I don't know what's happening to me but I just want it to stop. So if you know what the hell is going on then tell me. Please," You pleaded, wiping the tears that were falling onto your cheeks.

"I imprinted," He said, making you look at him as if he was crazy. You were angry, scared, and confused. What the hell was he talking about. "On you. And I'm so sorry I dragged you into this hurt, fuck I'm so sorry I wish I could pick and choose but I can't," He looked almost ready to cry, only making you furrow your brows.

"What are you talking about?" He sighed, putting his hands into his hair, looking stressed.

"You have to trust me okay," He said this as he took off his shirt. You backed away, almost tripping over your own two feet when he unzipped his pants.

"What the hell are you doing?! Stop!" You yelled, eyes wide with shock. Was he about to strip in front of you, what kind of friends did Jake have?

"Trust me, please. This will explain everything I promise," He said, his pants off and into the sand. You turned around, a screech leaving your lips when his boxers came off too. "Y/N turnaround. Please. I'm not trying to be a creep or anything but I need you to turn around,"

Your hands shook, and you didn't know why but you turned around, eyes staying on his face and not daring to move. He thanked you, looking slightly relieved before his breathing started getting faster and faster.

Soon he looked up to the night sky, a sound that was like a growl coming out of his mouth before his whole body changed. You were too shocked to move as a giant wolf stood before you

Your eyes grew wide, and soon you started to feel dizzy and faint. You felt yourself growing weak, and the world getting darker. After a couple of seconds, the world around you went black.

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mist-see · 11 months

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Pain

⚠️ Cursing, detailed descriptions of Bella's body, dead beat mother mentioned ⚠️

Where does he go?

Today in a long time was beautiful. Forks was showing its true beauty as the sun shined through the trees and glistened against the water. For the first time in a while, it wasn’t humid or cold, but breezy and warm, maybe if you were lucky you’d have time to go to the beach and get a tan today. I don’t know, maybe even find a lover…wait.

You cringe at the thought, your hand coming to a pause from the math problem. Ugh. The thought makes your stomach acid bubble up with disgust. Then your mind flashes to Embry and hid derpy smile, you stomach suddenly reacting with nervousness. The two of you were meant to hang out later, no members of the pack, no phones, just you and him with the warm water from the beach. If only life was that simple.

It’s been two weeks since Bella and Edward went away on their honeymoon and a week since you’ve had that conversation with Embry. A month since you’ve been in Forks. Summer break was over. During that time you realize you truly couldn’t bring yourself to leave Forks again, you wanted to, to leave to feel the Atlantic air once again, but that deep void of emptiness was terrifying.

To be alone in your dorm, fighting internally with your instincts, fighting yourself for the break up that had you feeling empty every time you were alone at night, sob-less tears trickling down your face as you dreamt. You didn’t need that, you needed your family, you even risked having to share a shower with them again if that meant having someone faithful in your presence.

That’s why you transferred to Peninsula College. Local, close to your new support system. Also, close to your ex-boyfriend's family while he frolics in the wind of whatever he’s at. Ugh.

Someone faithful, huh? That voice spoke in your head just in time as your brother comes out of his room with his motorcycle keys in hand. You watched him as he puts on his worn boots in a semi hurry, quiet, yet you could tell he was loud internally. Where does he go? Jacob didn’t go to school anymore, studying for his GED when he had the chance, and he only worked Fridays to Sundays. And his stone expression says he wasn’t visiting any friends.

Ain’t shit faithful about this damn family, they hid shit from you, betrayed you. I gotta let that go. You sighed, sitting up from your slouched position in hopes to focus on the task at hand. Instead, you hear the opening of the fridge and the fidgeting of the sandwich meat package. “So… where have you been going nowadays.” You asked for the first time since his whole leaving out early and coming back late act. Theirs no way he has a girlfriend.

You watch as he rolls his shoulders back while he makes a quick sandwich, releasing the tense feeling he constantly had. “Just hanging around, you know? So how’s you and Embry?” Changing the subject, and he did it so fast. You’ll let it slide, to focused on your own problems, you couldn’t really care what Jacob was doing in his free time. Except you do, just not today.

Me and Embry? You truly couldn't find the way you arms filled with goosebumps at the mention of his name. You don't even have a crush on him. But why did it feel so good hearing his name? “Well…we’re getting better, speaking more. We’re supposed to go out later once he’s off from work, we’ll see.” As you spoke, Jacob finally faces you with a half-eaten sandwich in his hand while the other one fidgets with his keys. Seems like he doesn’t even want to speak, just trying to get me off his back so he can go handle whatever.

Maybe I’m overthinking.

Jacob's eyes narrowed at this, not knowing how he felt about his best friend coming over, alone, just the two of you. But, he just releases a hot breath from his nose as he eats the rest of the sandwich, hand coming down and wiping it against his jeans. He knew there was nothing he could do, except be the annoying little brother he was meant to be.

You were reading into the silence too much, to your brother it was probably comfortable, but in all honesty, you still couldn’t fully feel comfortable with him. All of this lying and secrets, the only person to trusted was yourself.

But you needed to break the silence so he could go about his day. “You’re really ugly, I keep forgetting we found you under a bridge.” He scoffed, annoyed but smiling, happy you were still you, the annoying big sis he needed.

“Yeah, says the mistress baby, I’m out!” It was your turn to scoff, yours loud and sarcastic. “Huh! Jokes on you, I’m not even offended!” You childishly stuck your tongue out at him, which he mirrors as he walks to the door. Just like that, all of that insecurity you were feeling was gone, all that anger washing away as you play fight with your brother.

“Yeah whatever dog brains, bye!” Before you could clap back, the fragile door slams against its hinges, making you gasp. He ate you up. You cringe in disgust as you hear the bike engine roar to life and slowly fade away. You hated losing arguments with him, never again.

|Jakes Pov|

It felt great today. It was a shame that I’d be spending this day with the Cullens, the only people in Forks who couldn’t even enjoy the sun. Why am I socializing with my enemies? Well… its not that I have much of a choice. She was back.

Bella was back

In the worst possible condition, she could be in. But she wasn’t them, not yet. She was still her.

If I could- if I could just convince her to get rid of it- to save herself, then maybe… maybe she’ll have a chance to be… her.

Or maybe I’m just prolonging the inevitable.

She’s dying. She’s dying from his baby, and there is nothing I can do but sit there and watch the one I fell for wilt away.

Pulling in front of the large White House I couldn’t help but to cringe at the smell once again. A week here and I’m still not used to it, my body constantly reacting negatively.

“Jake!..” I smiled as her soft voice says my name. “Hey, Bells.” My voice was softer as well, so afraid if I raise it I could somehow break her. She was so fragile. Her hair was thinner, her skin, pale with blue undertones, no longer fair with red cheeks. Her eyes were sunken in as if she was getting drained slowly by slowly, but they still held that beautiful light in them, if anything the light was brighter than before. Her body was smaller, skinnier, and delicate as that demon feeds from her, and her lips… her lips were stained red. The only source of color she seemed to have.

“I missed you..” she reaches up for my hand, which I gently, and quickly grabbed to warm her up. “You missed me or you missed your natural heating source?” I grinned as she grinned. “Both,” she laughed, slowly moving over which I was quick to help her do. “Hey, I got it.” I leaned her against me, and I swore I heard edwards marble teeth grind against each other from the far corner.

Speaking of the devil. “Jacob..” I pulled her cold body closer, something in me telling me that he’d take her away. Even if he already has.

But to my surprise when I look over to the man that hurt my best friend, he was glaring at the woods, stone body fidgeting with his hands. “What,” I answered, trying my hardest to act like I didn’t care what he was thinking.

Then he turns towards me and Bella, thick brows turned inwards as if he was thinking long and hard.

Oh, this is serious.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” His voice cracks. It was weird. He was so perfect, he walked perfectly, he talked perfectly, and he dressed perfectly. Yet here he was, slowly breaking down as his world-my world begins to rot and die.

Looking down at Bella, she gives me a small smile before shifting away. The Blondy takes my place, but instead wraps a thicker blanket against her frame. Edward barely spared me a look as we began walking a trail into the woods, by the river so the ones on the inside couldn’t listen in.

“You know… I’d always known you’d destroy her… just not in this way..” I couldn’t help but to bring myself to say it. I’ve been coming here for a week and every time I see her… and see what IT does to her I can’t but hate this freak even more.

Staring longingly at the trees Edward takes a shaky breath, an attempt to get fresh air before slowly turning towards me. “She… she thinks Carlisle can turn her at the last minute,” My back straightens at this.

At this point did I have a choice? It was too late, her body failing her every day, I knew this was coming but I wish I wasn’t going to be there to witness it.

“Like he did for me and Esme.” He finishes.

This time it was me who took in a deep breath, nerves running through me. This could work, it had to. “Well… can he??” I questioned, quickly wanting an answer and not some wordplay.

“It’s… slight.” Bringing my hands up to my face I release an aggressive sigh. I guess I should’ve known that. I mean, look at her.

“Edward… she has to live.”

“And if her heart stops…” he pauses, amber eyes falling into the leaves and dirt as if he’d given up. This isn’t the time to give up. “Go on with it.” My hands drop to my sides, fists clinching, not wanting him to say it, but I wanted him to. Just so he could feel that this was real, that this pain hurts.

“Jacob… do something for me…” I scoffed. How dare he.

“If not for me then for her!” He asserted.

Now I’m listening. Looking back at him I sigh, tilting my head so he’d know to continue.

“You have this… connection to her that I’ll never understand. Maybe you could talk to her, to try… to try to save her,” his lip quivers as if he’s about to cry.

“You could keep her alive.”

Tuh… there was no changing Bella Swan's mind. In the back of my mind… I knew. I knew how this was going to end. But I needed to try.

“And if I can’t?”

“If she dies…” there it was. Edward Masen. His eyes went blank, no light in those stone-cold pupils as he spoke about the maybe death of the love of my life. I almost felt pity for him. But unfortunately, I had months of preparation for this day.

“If she dies,” he repeated as if it was hard to get out. “You get what you always wanted, to kill me.” He shrugs. He shrugs as if it was the simplest thing ever.

“I can’t live without her.”

Walking back into the living room, the first thing I see is a smaller Bella wrapped around a heavy comforter and fuzzy grey socks.

She dismissed blondy-or Rose before I took my seat on the couch in front of her.

“You two besties now?” I try to lift the sour mood from earlier, which she appreciates with a smile. “Rose knows what I want. I guess we have some things in common.” She sighs as if this was the beginning of something great.

“How’s ___?” Ugh… she just had to say it huh? My sister…

I’m betraying her right now, and it hurts.

“Um…”I chew on my lip as I looked down. How can I say this without stressing her out more? “Um, what?… hey… don’t tell me something bad happened... Rose and Alice said they saw her the other day with Leah. Said she looked… different.” She plays with the blanket, a small nervous tic.

“No, no nothing bad… well… ___ is kinda dealing with some wolf hormones right now… and she imprinted on Embry.” Bella smiles her beautiful smile, before settling on a closed-lip one. “Well- I guess I kinda assumed that would happen… she looked different during the wedding. And… tell her I said good luck on the whole imprinting journey… and, and that I’m sorry.” The smile was no longer on her face. She still felt bad about the whole wedding situation.

I didn’t get much information on it, my dad and Sue filled me in once I came back. “I’ll make sure to tell her that… she needs to hear it.”

She does need to hear that… the woman your man cheated on you with, the woman who’s now pregnant with death itself has the balls to apologize… but not me…

I fucking suck.

“So… did Edward send you in here to change my mind?” She grins weakly

“Sort of. Though I’m not sure why, it’s not like you listen to me, you never did.” We both laugh at this. So stubborn.

“What are you thinking bells? Seriously.”

She rests her bony hand on her belly. “I know it seems like a bad thing. Something that… shouldn’t even exist. But it’s not, it’s not scary, it’s beautiful, a baby. He’s a miracle.”

I scoff again, trying my hardest to not say something offensive, or at least try to play it as a joke. “So it’s a bouncing baby boy?- I’m sorry I didn’t know, should’ve brought some blue balloons.”

She grins, shaking her head. “It’s just a guess… I’ve been having dreams about a curly-headed boy. And my dreams are usually real. I guess we’ll see.” I shake my head, elbows now on my knees as I leaned in.

“No… you won’t.”

“Jacob I can do this! I’m strong enough ” She says, hope in her eyes.

I could feel the anger come back to me, the anger I felt when I first saw her bruised belly.

“Tuh- oh come oooon. You can yap that shit to your bloodsucker but you don’t fool me, Bella.” Her brows push together from the cursing.

“I’m not blind Bella, I can SEE what that thing doing to you, that pixie girl said it! She can’t see you anymore, she can’t see you alive!” My voice began to raise, but I couldn’t bring myself to feel bad as I watched her lean backward.

“You’re wrong…” It made me sick at how bright those brown eyes were. She had so much hope that this would work, but my gut, my gut tells me otherwise.

“And when you die… what was it all for? Huh? Me loving you, you loving him, how is that fair? Huh? Tell me Bella how is that right to anyone?” She stayed quiet, the face of mourning on her face. She knew I was leaving slowly.

“Cuz I sure don’t see it.” She begins to tear up, and I feel my heart-shattering. I keep breaking my promise to her. Breathing out I get off the couch and sit on my knees in front of her, gently taking her cold hand that rested on her belly.

“Listen to me, Bella…. Please!” I begged, my eyes getting blurry but I blink away the tears so I can stare right into her eyes. “Just don’t… don’t do this. Live- okay? Screw my emotions, don’t do it for me or Edward. But do it for Charlie! Do it Renée!” She lets out a sob, her lips curling into each other before looking out the window.

“Jake…” that wasn’t fair of me, but life isn’t fair. THIS isn’t fair.

“Everything is going to be okay.”

Even though she heard my words, she refused to listen to them.

Letting out a broken breath, I nodded, eyes going down to glare at the kicking belly before I take my hand away from hers and stand up.

Jake- don’t go!” She sighed, throat too fragile to raise her voice. But I grabbed my jacket before giving her one good look.

“I know how this ends.” I force myself to keep my eyes on hers, but they found their way back to her stomach. “I’m not sticking around to watch.”

And so I walked off.

Walking past Rose, past Edward, and past Carlisle until I reached my motorcycle.

All that anger I was storing from her came back. I couldn’t even bring myself to start up the engine before I threw the leather jacket against the gravel and kicked the machine against the trees.

Then I felt that heat again. That burning heat that I grew to admire.

I felt myself rip out my skin and run into the woods, the burning lasting a fraction of a second before I howled out.

“Jake?” ___ called out

“Jacob, what’s wrong?” No, no no no Seth shut up, I tried whipping my head, trying to force the images of Bella sitting there half dead, of her bruised stomach from a week ago, of Edward asking me to kill him. Of me begging, pleading with her to give her life another chance. And the soft voice of Bella trying to call me back.

Visions in my head and voices in my ears, I didn’t notice the car suddenly swerving to the side to come to a stop. But I didn’t give them a chance to let them look as I hopped back into the woods.

I howled once more, calling for the pack, just hoping that there was a way for them to help

“Jake??”

“Jake!”

“Jacob what going on??”

“Jake this can’t be real”

We all run to the meeting spot, at the peer where the trees lay for construction.

“Is it true Jacob?” Paul asked lips coming over his teeth as he circled me. “It’s growing fast,” he says again, the others coming behind me.

Leah gets there with Seth, her voice louder than the others, “It’s unnatural!” “Dangerous!” Jared's voice yelled after hers. “An abomination!” Paul growls, causing me to bare my teeth in defense, but Quil was quick to choose his side. “We can’t have that thing on our land!”

“We can’t allow it!” They repeated as they circled me.

“She’s pregnant…”

___…

|___ pov|

Everyone turns to face you. And for the first time in a while, you felt like a kicked dog. The flashes of Bella and her bruised protruding belly as she sat there pale. Her voice echoed and meshed with Edwards. Then his lone voice whispered, “If she dies, you get what you’ve always wanted, to kill me.”

Whimpering, your ears press to the back of your head, feet taking a step backward. “Y/n..” Embry walks up to you, feeling your hurt

He got her pregnant. After you thought that pain was away, it was back, and it was fresh. So fresh you felt your heart bleeding.

Then a throaty bark sounded from above us. Sam.

“We have to protect the tribe. We come first, Forks is always first!” You huff out from your snout, your sides instantly warmer as you felt Seth and Embry get closer to you.

“Once that thing is born it won’t be able to control its thirst!”

“We’re ready!” Jared announced

“No time to waste. Let’s go!” This time it was Leah, making you peel back your lip in a growl.

“Let’s think this through!” Your voice echoes in their heads, Leah, the first one to approach you. “Absolutely not! ___, remember what they’ve done to you! You got hurt by those bloodsuckers! They deserve it!” Not like this.. not like this.

They don’t need to hurt like this.

“Right now?!” Jacob steps up to Sam, his ears twitching back

“We have to get rid of it before it’s born.”

Oh god…

“You mean… kill Bella?” Seth steps beside Jacob, which you get in front of him just in case Sam had the thought of putting the younger in his place.

“Seth…”

“Her choice affects all of us!” A growl is released from your throat, a sign which Sam takes as disrespect. His brown eyes flick toward you.

“What do you have to say?”

“Sam don’t do this!”

Embry speaks up, approaching you, only to get shut down with a bark from Sam.

“I won’t be a part of this! Me and my brother won’t do it!” It was time to act like a big sibling, your big body pushing Jacobs over so he wouldn’t get hurt.

“You, are nothing but a lost puppy. You don’t get to say anything!” He barks, but you didn’t flench like the others around you. You were good at taking disrespect you just recently found out. But you still felt it, the need to bow down and obey the alpha, you just couldn’t do it.

“Bella’s human!” Jacob cuts in, trying to get the attention back to himself. “Our protection applies to her!”

“She’s dying anyways!” Leah snaps her teeth, digging them into the fat of jacobs neck. Oh fuck no.

That friendship meant shit to you if she disrespects your brother in front of you. You moved faster, clenching your jaw down into her neck to pull her off of him. “Don’t touch him!” You seethed, wide tongue coming out to lick your teeth. Leah’s ears press against her head as it ducks down in submission

Being older only gets you some places. But being Ephraim Black's great-granddaughter gave you the advantage. You were supposed to be the Alpha. And the others were realizing it.

“Enough!” You gave the girl one last growl before whipping your head back to Sam

“We have real enemies to fight tonight!” He starts coming down the tower of logs, making his way toward you and your brother.

“Tonight?!” You and Jakes voice sync, Seth’s whine catching your brother’s attention. But you didn’t dare take your eyes away from Sams.

“You will fight with us. The both of you.” He commands, causing you both to step back. “Jacob don’t you fucking listen to this old bitch.” You growl, head ducking down, which Sam snips at you, teeth almost coming closed on your snout before you backed up just in time.

You snarl at him, Jake doing the same thing. It was only for a few seconds before you finally made up your mind.

You were leaving.

You had to.

“I won’t! I will not sit here and go kill my best friend and her child! I am the granddaughter of Ephraim Black!

“And I am the grandson of Ephraim Black!

“We aren’t meant to take orders from you Sam Uley. I wasn’t born to follow you or anyone else. But I will follow my brother. Because we know what’s right! And this shit ain’t right!”

“___!” Embry yelled out, knowing what you were going to do.

You ignored him, you had to. ”I’m out!” You bark, teeth on display as you bump into Sam, and went up the logs.

Fuck them. I don’t need them.

“So, you choose your little brother instead huh?”

You send him a glare before focusing your eyes on the White House in front of you, the Cullens house. “Okay… I deserve that. I betrayed you, your trust… I deserve this.”

Boy, fuck you.

“I betrayed my imprint. My friends… but I do this because know what's right and what's wrong... And this shit is wrong.” I shake my head, heart heavy with what felt like grief when I bring up embry.

We never got to hang out together. Will we ever? Now that I broke my bond with that pack, we’ll see each other less, and it’ll hurt like hell.

“Garcelle called today.”

Jacob whips his head toward me with wide eyes, but he couldn’t get anything out as the trees move behind us. A boy with a tilted smile comes out, letting you release a sigh.

“Seth.” You and your brother say at the same time, making you roll your eyes.

“Kid, what are you doing here?” You asked, eyes immediately searching your perimeter for any more movement. “Don’t worry! No one followed.” He smiles brightly

“Go home, Seth.” Your brother rolled his eyes. “No! I can’t, I won’t stand behind him! I like Bella and Edward!”

“Oh yes, you will! I’m not kidding, get outta here.” Jacob talks back, arms coming across his chest. Seth's mouth forms into a pout, a sigh coming from his nose. “Or what? Is that an order? You gonna make me bow down to?” Jake rolled his eyes once again, an attitude deep in his roots. You keep having to remind yourself that he is just a kid himself, barely 17.

“I’m not ordering anyone. It’s not like I can… ___ is the alpha.” Seth gasps and faces me, but I keep my eyes on the White House in front of me. “Don’t put me in this.”

“Can I stay? Please??” You closed your eyes with a groan.

Seth was just a kid, not knowing the sacrifices he was going to make during this.

“Seth- are you willing to fight your friends-your sister if it comes down to it? Huh?” You weren't going to say no to him, but he needs to know what the hell is real and what’s not.

But he was ready, a determined look on his face as he gives you a nod. “If that’s what it takes to do the right thing.” You give Jacob a look, and he shrugs. “Fine… you’re in.”

“Woo! Hell yeah!”

“Language.”

“Yup! Can do.”

“Jake, go give the Cullens a heads up. I’m going to run the perimeter.” This was just an excuse for you to not see Edward. You haven’t seen him since the wedding and honestly, you’ll force yourself to keep it that way.

“Right-wait! Take him.” Your younger brother points to the young boy. Grinning you shake your head. “Whatever. Come one kid.”

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Part 5 <<<<<<<

Part 7>>>>>>>

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sethsclearwater · 11 months

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Can we have more paul and jared pranking shenanigans like telling embry’s drunk imprint that imprinting is only temporary so she’s like OH MY GOD DONT UNIMPRINT ON ME 😭😭😭 and Embry is just like ???

PLEASE😭😭😭

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"i'm serious y/n. you better watch out," paul mused, tone laced with teasing but, in your inebriated state, you couldn't tell.

"you're saying he'll unimprint on me in a year?" you whimpered, looking between paul and jared as you anxiously waited for their response.

jared nodded while paul hummed in response, both boys wearing shit-eating grins, "yea, sucks right? better start counting your days before he goes and imprints on someone else." jared teased and you whimpered, spinning around to look for your boyfriend and imprinter.

in your panicked state, you completely disregarded the laughter from both boys as you drunkenly ran over to embry who was sitting by the bonfire with seth and quil, "embry!" you wailed, sobbing as you threw yourself into his lap.

he easily caught you, wrapping his arms around you and pulled you close, "hey, hey, look at me," embry cooed, sliding one of his hands up to cup at your jaw, "what's wrong?" he asked softly, scanning your face for any signs of injury while he waited for your response.

"jared and paul," you blubbered, hardly able to get out a complete sentence before you burst into tears, "they said that you- they said-" you started, sobbing as you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him close.

embry just quietly shushed you, peeking over his shoulder to see jared and paul doubled over in laughter. rolling his eyes, he turned his attention back to your drunk figure, patiently waiting for you to calm down a bit, "can you tell me what's wrong babe?" he asked softly, gently kneading at the soft flesh of your lower back as he waited for you to gather your drunk thoughts.

after a moment, you nodded, sniffling as you took a deep breath, "they said that you're gonna unimprint on me in a year," you whimpered, "and that you're gonna go imprint on another girl," you added, sniffling as another wave of tears came rolling down your cheeks as you anxiously watched his expression.

embry let out a sigh of relief, just letting out a breathy laugh when he realized it wasn't anything crazy, "babe," he started, offering you a small smile, "they're lying to you." he cooed, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

"you're not gonna unimprint on me?" you whispered, watching him anxiously and he just chuckled, shaking his head.

"not gonna unimprint on you babe," he reassured, "you're stuck with me for life." he added teasingly, pulling you close to his chest so you could calm yourself down.

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wolfpackss · 10 months

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Paul Lahote x you

a/n: small preview of a imagine I’m writing… warning SMUT!

His low growl of approval rumbles through your body, pushing you closer to the brink. “I love hearing you say my name like that, all breathy and needy for me.”

He leans down, running his nose down your throat, his tongue leaving a trail of hot desire as he moves to your ear.

“Cum for me” he says and he hooks his fingers inside you, rubbing a spot you didn’t know could make you feel better.

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ryanandshanearemydads · 1 month

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IM BACKKK

Hey besties, haven't seen me write in so long. Being a streamer kind of taken over my life so awhile but I want to co-work stream me writing fanfic for you guys. Let me know what you want to see from me. I will take request too.

-i will make a tag list for those who want it

-the hashtags on this post is what I'm more fond of but not strict

-please be aware of any mistakes i may have...i speak so many languages and slightly dyslexic

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atlas-of-a-human-soul · 2 years

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Wildest dreams, pt. 4

Wildest dreams // part 2 // part 3

Summary: Paul’s tormented by the imprint bond, but remains reluctant about pursuing Y/N. It doesn’t mean he can stay away, nor that she will wait for him.

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Every morning Paul would welcome the sunrise with eyes already open, weary and tired. It’s been three weeks since he’s gotten a proper night of sleep and it’s slowly killing him. There’s nothing he hasn’t tried to force a nap to keep his sanity, but he’s unable to find even a few minutes that do not include him nodding off with eyes open or just passing out while on patrol.

Never before had Paul been troubled so much for his sleep to be stolen from him. It feels as if his heart has been taken, ripped out of his chest and his mind cannot process the loss. The only time of day his strength returns is when he parks at the hospital’s parking lot.

He might not be able to turn his mind off, but she does it for him so effortlessly. Paul hasn’t missed a single day, always eagerly awaiting for her to walk out.

At first she was cautious, perhaps even annoyed by his insistence on driving her home.

“Are you stalking me now?” She narrows her eyes at the umbrella he’s holding, secretly wishing he’d stop being so attentive so she can continue being suspicious of him and his intentions.

Paul shrugs, “If you wanna call it that.”

Rolling her eyes, she grimaces. “Chief Swan may be your friend, but he can’t stop me from getting a restraining order.”

“All because I came to pick you up, so you don’t have to walk in pouring rain?”

“All because you’re annoying me.”

Paul chuckles, “Well, I’d love to lie and say it’s not reciprocated, but you do annoy me. Probably more than I annoy you.”

“Impossible”, she insists.

Pressing his lips in a thin line, Paul nods. “Prove it.” Moving to her side, his umbrella covers her as well. “You have the entire drive home to make your argument.”

Lifting her chin proudly, she pouts. His free arm slowly wraps around her shoulders and she can’t help but shudder. It’s an unexpected advance, but necessary if she doesn’t want the umbrella to be rendered useless.

“If you’re uncomfortable, you can have the umbrella”, Paul offers and she realizes he noticed her reaction. The shudder wasn’t caused by lack of comfort, rather by surprise. She didn’t anticipate him touching her so casually and with no warning.

Blood rushes to her cheeks, making her self-conscious. Paul seems to notice every single detail about her, as if he’s studying her. For a man who barely spent time at school, he’s surprisingly insightful.

“What about you?” She frowns, unsure as he hands her the handle and walks into the rain. As it pours over him, Paul laughs.

“I love the rain.”

“You’ll get a pneumonia!” She shouts, trying to pull him back under the umbrella, but he shakes his head.

“I like what you did with your hair today. It would be a crime to ruin it.”

And as he rushes to his Jeep, she watches him go with lips parted in confusion. Did he just…Compliment her hair? The same guy who pulled her pigtails in middle school?

With shaky steps, she walks to the Jeep too. Inside, she clears her throat awkwardly. What does she even say after that?

“The heating takes a bit to work, but it’s going to be warm soon enough.”

Nodding, she glances at him, just for a moment; a moment too long. Turning to the window, her eyes are wide. She can’t remember Paul being this attractive before, but the image will forever be ingrained in her memory. The rain has made spectacular work as each droplet caressed his face and his plush lips. His shirt is accentuating each muscle as it sticks to every curve. There is no denying his body is perfection and if he looks this good clothed, just how amazing would he look without it?

“Are you alright?” Paul asks, seeing her nod vigorously.

“Peachy.”

Despite their initial banter, Paul has come to notice her looking for him the moment she leaves the hospital.

Paul could have sworn he saw a fleeting smile upon her lips as she walked out, her eyes finding him in an instant. He always parks in the same spot, the only one he can be certain she won’t leave unnoticed. The last thing he needs now is to worry about his imprint walking the woods alone.

“You’re here”, she states.

“I’ve been here for weeks”, he remarks. “Did you expect someone else?”

“Actually, yes”, she smirks. “I’ve got a date.”

Paul’s lips part as his usual cocky smile is erased, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. His entire body is tense as his eyebrows furrow and his forehead wrinkles.

“No, you don’t.” Paul’s voice is low, throaty.

“Yes, I do”, she insists. Licking her lips, she frowns. “Is it so inconceivable for me to be desired by someone?”

“Yes!” He shouts and she flinches, taking a step back. Realizing it, Paul runs a hand across his face in exasperation. “Fuck!” He sighs. “That didn’t come out right.”

Clinging to her bag, she scoffs. “I think it did!” Shaking her head, she turns around and heads for the woods.

“Where the hell are you going?!” Paul shouts after her, hoping she’d stop and talk things through but as she reaches the tree line, he’s quick to run after her with his heart in his throat.

His temper has always been nasty, but he’s gotten so much better in the past decade. All of his anger was channeled into physical activities – sometimes it was work, other times it was a fun night with one night stands, but he was genuinely peaceful for so long that even he didn’t know how to react to his outburst.

Nearly stumbling, Y/N huffed as she walked as quickly as possible in her…admittedly, city shoes. She’s gotten used to her father giving her a ride in the morning and then having Paul pick her up from the hospital. For a while, she didn’t really give much thought about what she wears or her makeup, but this morning was different. She wanted to look cute in her heels, she even wore her red lipstick!

“Slow down!” He grumbles behind her, horrified by how fast she can walk in those death traps on her feet. “You’ll break a leg!”

“And what if I do? You’ll celebrate?!”

“No! I’ll have back pain from carrying you back to the hospital!”

Glancing over her shoulder at a bewildered Paul, she scoffs. “Are you calling me fat?!”

“NO!” Rubbing his forehead, he finally catches up. Deciding not to touch her, he simply follows her as she trudges through the still wet forest terrain. “You’re curved in all the right places, okay? You look great!”

Pausing, she lifts her forearms up to her chest, her palms turned out as she grimaces. What is he even saying?

Using the opportunity, he stands in her path.

“Will you please let me walk you back to the Jeep now?”

Chuckling dryly, she crosses her arms. “Why would I want to do that?”

“Because I’d rather you not die ripped apart by wild animals.”

Rolling her eyes, she looks to her side disgruntled. “You can barely stand me. Hell, you probably hate me. Why’d you care?!”

“I”, he runs his hand through his short hair, “don’t necessarily hate you. And call me stupid, but I don’t think you hate me either.”

Pursing her lips, she opens her bag.

“You called my overalls manly”, she pulls out a paper with a victorious smirk.

Scoffing, Paul raises his eyebrows. “Please tell me that’s a shopping list!”

“It’s a comprehensive list of all the things you ever did to make me hate you!”

“Of course it is.” Rubbing his forehead, Paul sits down on a log. It’s far from comfortable, but it’s better than standing all while she reminds him of the past he wants to forget.

“You stole my journal”, she shakes the paper violently before his face as she continues, “and then you threw it into the damn ocean!”

“But I never read it”, Paul tries but the determined look on her face stops him from arguing further.

“You called me Bumblebee for a whole year”, her eyebrows furrow as he stifles a laugh. “Everyone picked up on that and did the same.”

“It was the leggings”, Paul he exclaims.

Her eyes narrow. “What leggings?!”

“The ones with black and yellow stripes.” Paul bites his lower lip to stop himself from smiling as his eyebrows rise teasingly. “They were actually kinda cute.”

Pursing her lips, she closes her eyes and inhales sharply. “Those were my favorite leggings you mocked.”

His eyes widen for a moment as his eyebrows rise, wondering if she’d murder him if he laughs. “I said they were cute, what else do you want me to say?”

“And what about the book you took from me and never gave it back?” She crosses her arm over her chest. “I had to pay actual money for that in the library and I know you took it!”

Pinching the bridge of his nose, he bites his lower lip. “Was it the Romeo and Juliet one?”

“Actually it was Harry Potter, but nice to know you took more than one”, she huffs. “The money I gave for that book was for the school trip. I was the only one in my class who couldn’t go!”

“I swear, I never took that book from you.” Paul stands, his hands instantly enveloping her shoulders. With the tip of his right index finger, he lifts her chin so their eyes would meet.

“But you took Romeo and Juliet?”

Nodding, he licks his lips before speaking. “You were always making notes while reading it. I wanted to know what they were”, he shrugs innocently. “But I took it to the library for you once I was done.”

“Actually, I owned that one”, she presses her lips in a thin line, suppressing a smile as Paul’s eyes widen.

“There may be a copy of Romeo and Juliet with your notes in the Forks library.”

Nodding, she chuckles and he can’t help but melt at the sound. It’s what he always wanted – to make her laugh, to be at the source of her happiness. Slowly, he turns to walk back to the Jeep, his heart skipping a beat when she follows quietly.

The moment they just shared felt intimate, as if their hearts are tethered and Paul has been haunted by this bond he believes she finally sensed as well. The silence between them wasn’t uncomfortable, but it surely played on Paul’s insecurities. He wondered if he’d find her suitor waiting by the Jeep, if she’d leave with another and he’ll have to stomach the thought of another laying a hand on her.

“So”, he trails off awkwardly. “What else is on that list?”

Clearing her throat, she glances at the crumbled up paper over her chest.

“The basketball you hit me on the face with”, she touches her nose absentmindedly.

“I REMEMBER THAT”, he says a little too excitedly, with a small smile on her face. Noticing her glare, his smile retreats as they finally reach the Jeep.

“Good, because you broke my nose and Jacob nearly passed out from all the blood.” She deadpans as his lips curve, threatening her with a fresh smile. “I looked like a raccoon for a month!”

Clearing his throat, he nods. “And I apologized for that. I didn’t realize your grudge expanded to things I tried to make amends for.”

“You told me you’re sorry and then gave me a weird high five I reciprocated solely because I was high on pain meds”, she remarks.

Pressing his lips in a thin line, he nods slowly as he realizes she’s opening the door to his Jeep and there was no one in the parking lot waiting for her.

Relieved, he sat behind the wheel and drove with a tinge of happiness no one could take from him.

Did she try to make him jealous? What was her plan, exactly?

“This drive was way too short for this list”, she states and he smirks.

“It’s a good thing there is always tomorrow.” He opens his door, rushing to open hers too. He hasn’t quite done it before, Paul realizes. He needs to do these things more often.

Cautious, she slips out with her eyes studying him.

“What?”

“Just wondering why you’re opening my door”, she replies.

“Can’t I be a gentleman?”

“You can, though I find it….strange.”

Shaking his head, he watches her walk backwards slowly; dramatically slow. Grinning, he closes her door. “So, what’s the worse thing on that list?”

And in that instant, he managed to destroy any playfulness between them.

“Is that how you want this day to end?”

Shrugging, he swipes his bottom lip. “Guess I need some time to think of an excuse for the worst thing I’ve ever done to you.” Removing some of the distance between them, Paul came closer. “Or at least a damn good apology.”

Letting out a heavy breath, she pockets her list. That should have been a fair warning for Paul to stop asking questions, but he needed to know.

“Getting Jacob, Embry and Quil to join the weird little cult you have.”

“Oh”, Paul steps back. He pockets his hands, looking toward his car with a pensive look on his face.

“Oh”, she repeats. “That’s all you have to say?”

Gnawing at the inside of his cheek, he shrugs. “Some things aren’t for sharing.”

Staring at him, her lips purse as she nods to herself. “Right. Of course. Silly me for thinking we were having a moment there.”

Letting out a heavy sigh, Paul looks up at the sky. All he wants is to keep her safe. If he drags her into his world, that will be made impossible. She can’t be one of them. Ever.

“I should go”, Paul frowns. His voice is rough, words short. It’s as if his eyes have grown colder as they meet Y/N’s.

Nodding, she wraps her arms around her middle. “Agreed.”

A few steps toward his car, Paul pauses and looks back at her only to find her still staring at him.

“There was no date, was there?” The hope is palpable in his voice, embarrassingly so, but he needs her to confirm it so he can breathe easy again.

But the way her eyes widen and her hand covers her parted lips, Paul knows that won’t be the case.

“I forgot!” Shaking her head, she tucks her hair behind her ears. “I’m a terrible person!”

Swallowing thickly, Paul rubs the back of his neck. His chest feels as if someone had just fired a shotgun aimed at his heart and he cannot process the fact his imprint is out there, finding other men to date when he’s right there!

He’s not perfect, far from it, but does she not feel what he does? Perhaps the bond only added onto what was once in his heart, but as he looks her in the eye now, he can believe it. He deserved this.

Closing his eyes, he nods to himself as Y/N freaks out over another.

If he never introduces her to the tribe and what he is, will he avoid losing her? Maybe the vision of her death will fade as he distances himself and she will be safe. Maybe she will be happier with a normal person, someone who can always be there for her without a temper that could very well be why she dies.

For the first time since he saw the vision of her dying in his arms, Paul considered the possibility of it being his fault and his heart sunk. What if he lost his temper with her and she wasn’t as lucky as Emily? Paul refuses to be her death sentence.

“I have to go”, Paul exclaims as he rushes off to the Jeep.

Y/N didn’t get a chance to stop him. Truth be told, she didn’t know if she wanted to. All he does is confuse her. All his presence brings are dreams of a life they will never have together. Whatever the reason is for her mind to cast him as her lead in romantic dreams, Y/N isn’t a fool.

Paul Lahote has never loved anyone but himself and she refuses to be just another in a string of girls he beds.

Yet as he drives away, she can feel an emptiness in her heart. Somehow, as he drove away, it felt as if a part of her left with him; as if he had wounded her and she couldn’t find the source of bleeding.

She sent an apologetic text to a charming nurse she agreed to have dinner with, but her mind wasn’t focused on the date she missed. Much to her dismay, it focused on the very man who left without the usual smile on his face and she knew she was to blame.

The night brought no reprieve and when she went to bed, all she could do was toss and turn until unconsciousness claimed her. It only brought flashes of their conversation back, an array of all the ways it could have gone better.

As the day went by, she anxiously anticipated the moment she’ll see him again. When her shift was over, she didn’t bother changing. She grabbed her things and all but ran outside, her eyes searching for the blue Jeep and the dark eyes she’s grown attached to.

But when she comes out, Paul isn’t there.

Barely keeping herself standing, she finds her bottom lip quivering as she sees Embry instead. Never had she thought she’d be disappointed seeing Embry Call. Teenage Y/N would be ecstatic, but grown up Y/N just wants to cry.

Swallowing the lump at the back of her throat, she inhales sharply as she makes her way to Embry.

“Ready to go?”

Furrowing her eyebrows, her left eye narrows. “Why are you here?”

“To pick you up!” Embry’s cheerful tone is a stark contrast to her gloomy one.

She wanted to clarify, to ask where Paul is, but to ask for him would be admitting she misses him. It would be admitting that she longed to see him, to talk to him, that these drives back home is what keeps her going during a difficult day.

Y/N refused to admit defeat.

Forcing a smile, she nods, “Thanks.” But all she could think about is Paul.

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PART 5

#paul lahote #twilight #twilight fanfiction #paul lahote x reader #paul lahote series #twilight fandom #twilight saga #paul lahote angst #embry call #jacob black

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kdizzzy · 1 year

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jacob black headcannons

he loves to drive and tends to rope his friends into spontaneous weekend road trips to seattle and portland

he loves florence and the machine

he makes a really good grilled cheese sandwich and always makes a bunch when the pack gets together for movie nights

his favorite book is frankenstein by mary shelley

he is actually a terrible singer but he loves to drive with the windows down, stereo blasting music, singing as loudly as possible

he is a really goofy dancer

he gives the biggest teddy bear hugs but they’re the best hugs you’ll ever get

he and billy have such a strong relationship that sometimes they almost seem like good friends. any time billy gives him advice, he takes it (except when it’s about girls…..)

he is an old soul in every way possible, and he loves spending time with the elders on the res and listening to their stories and telling them all his. he and the grannies are huge gossips

he’s a natural runner, even before phasing, and he was up for a spot on his school’s cross country team before he phased

when he gets stressed or angry and needs to calm down, he likes to listen to soft songs, read his favorite books, make wood carvings, make dreamcatchers - anything that will keep his mind and his hands busy

he, quill, and embry have their own unspoken language they’ve had since they were kids, and even the slightest eye rolls are full sentences. they use it to make fun of people, mostly

he secretly wishes he could have learned to play the guitar but never really got into it

he feels most comfortable in the woods, on the beach, in his car, or in smaller cozy spaces

leah convinced him to start a journal to cope with his stress, and he starts every entry with “dear stupid book” (but he writes every single day)

he knows a lot of card games (spoons is his favorite because it’s so chaotic)

he eats hot peppers like candy

he’s always down to watch action and thriller movies, but his favorites are actually the old cheesy horror movies. up until he phased, his favorite was a werewolf movie. now when he watches it, he sits through the whole two hours pointing out inaccuracies

when he was little, he wanted to be a pirate when he grew up

he can sleep anywhere

he’s very quick to justify when the people he loves hurt him because he’s scared of losing them and has a very firm belief in unconditional loyalty. on the other hand, he’s very quick to shut anyone else out when they hurt him.

he gives really good advice but wouldn’t take it for himself

he doesn’t like flashy things or flashy people

he wants to be able to work with his hands, like carpentry, and he’s always wanted to build his own house

he snores. loudly.

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tyb1 · 1 year

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The Proposal

pairing: seth x reader

summary: Seth proposes to the reader.

warning: FLUFF OVERLOAD!!!!

w/c: 1k

A/N: I may make this into a three part series. THE PROPOSAL, THE WEDDING, THE HONEYMOON!

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Everyone was invited to the wolfpack family gathering. It was being held in the woods, lights were plastered around the trees, and the dance floor was made of complete wood from the trees. Tables with pearly white clothes surrounded that oak dance floor, it was everything you could have imagined.

“Hey (Y/N)? Can you help me hang this lantern?” Seth asked, it was only you and him here for the time being. You were both assigned decoration duty, it was pretty exciting. Seth did most of the work. It didn’t click in your mind that you would be in the woods decoring. You were too blinded by the fact that you were about to experience this grand event.

You were wearing a simple white silk dress that stopped at your knees. Cute but fancy. You sat back and watched your boyfriend do all of the work. Being the gentleman he was he didn’t allow you to do anything but sit and watch. You didn’t mind, nothing was more admirable than seeing his arms flex in his white button-down shirt. We’re not going to talk about how his quads look in the brown slacks.

“What do you want me to do?” You hummed softly.

Seth held the lantern to the tree, “Hold this right here while I go get the hammer.”

You switched places with him, he then jumped down and ran to the table where the tools were. You continued to hum to yourself softly, occasionally looking up at the moons and the stars. It was so beautiful out here, You genuinely loved the fact that we were under the moon.

“You’ve always told me you never believed in fairy tales which is a complete lie”I looked back to see Seth propped down on one knee. My mouth dropped along with the floating lantern. Instantly I could feel tears brimming my eyes. “This, right now, what we’re experiencing is living proof of a fairy tale. I keep telling people how I fell in love with you but in reality, I didn’t, I walked into love with you. Each step of the way you were there with me holding my hand, not once have you ever thought about leaving me. I wouldn’t be as strong as I am if I didn’t have your love to help me. I’d choose you in this lifetime, the life after this and even if I can’t find you I’ll make sure I do. I choose you and only you. You’re my world, you’re my life, you’re my fresh breath of air. You’re my everything, (Y/N) (L/N). So (Y/N) (L/N), will you do me the honor of marrying me?”

I wiped the excessive tears from my face, “Seth Clearwater, Yes! I would love to marry you.”

Before he could stand I tackled him to the ground, I could hear the pure joy of laughter escaping from his lips. You both embraced one another as you cried into his chest.

“You have to get up so I can put a ring on it.” Seth laughed, he held out his hand helping you up to my feet. Smoothly the ring went on, it glistened in the night light. It was the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. Seth shoved his hands in his pocket, clearly, he was still nervous about proposing, “It looks better on your hand other than Jacobs.” You held my hand up in the sky in complete. You watched the tiny rainbows dance in the ring. It was more beautiful knowing that it came from the man of my dreams.

“Wait, so is there a family gathering or not?”

“Oh yeah, You guys can come out!” Seth shouted, Huh, Seth wrapped his arms around me from behind. He grinned into my neck as you watched your friends and family emerge from the woods. Everyone was smiling from ear to ear, you were pretty sure only the boys and Leach heard his speech but that didn’t matter. It was still beautiful.

“Our plan worked (Y/N)!” Sue walked up to you with her arms out, “You’re finally going to be my daughter!! Ehhhhh!” You both squealed as you embraced each other. Leah soon followed as she also embraced you as well. You all had a tiny family moment, Leah was expressing how proud she was of Seth and you couldn’t fight back my tears. She was watching her younger brother become a man, and you, his soon-to-be wife, knew it was emotional as well.

Everyone continued to approach you, with nothing but pure joy on everyone's faces. Live music started to play swiftly in the background. Everyone began to chat with one another as the party started to gear up. You placed your hands on your fiance's chest, his arms wrapped around your waist. “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

He gently placed a kiss on your forehead, “I can say the same.” Seth pulled you in the direction of the lantern that you dropped. “I have one more surprise for you.” He dusted it off, “I know how much you would love for your grandmother to be here to experience this moment.” He handed you a lantern, on it was a picture of you and your grandmother, and on the other side was a picture of Seth and his dad. “It hurts knowing that they can’t be here tonight but they’ll always be here in spirit.”

Seth pulled a lighter from his pocket and lit the candle that was placed in the middle. You held the lantern dearly to your chest as memories of your grandmother flashed in the back of your head. “You’re an amazing man Seth, she’d love you.” You whispered, you never took your eyes from the lantern, the picture illuminated in the night sky.

“Come on, let’s tell them about the great news.” Seth grabbed your hand, and he lifted it towards the sky higher and higher until the lantern floated in the air by itself. The both of you watched the lantern float into the night sky. He held you in his arms as you both watched the other lanterns join yours.

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