CULLENS || TWLGHT OS 01

Paul Lahote | 04 Cabin in the Woods

By : samblackblog | Tumblr

Word Count: 5.2K

Warnings: angst, agression, language, idk... 15 I guess as an age rating?! Just be warned

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It all happens so quick, the tension in his back as his muscles ripple protectively around you, a low guttural noise escapes from his mouth, jaw clenching aggressively. The sound of more snapping twigs pushes you to move closer into his embrace, feeling overwhelmed and for some reason scared. Scared of him. Scared of whatever this was. Yet you know he won't hurt you. He spins around, back facing you, hiding you from the newcomers. One arm stretches around his back, snaking around your waist, to pin you against him. You would savour the moment, the feel of his taught muscle under his hot skin, if it wasn't for the threat of immediate danger. Your thoughts are broken by an authoritative voice.

"Paul." It boomed, intentions clear and demanding. Although you couldn't see the speaker, the face of the stern one from the diner who broke up the guys yesterday came to mind. Paul's grips around you tightens, restricting the ability to breath properly. Gently you place a hand on his back to reassure him; you weren't going to run if he let go. As if on instinct the muscles in his back relax slightly at the touch and the pressure of his arm lessens around your torso. Letting out a shaky breath, from the adrenaline pumping around your body, you try manoeuvre to see what was going on. It was an impossible task. Paul's grip, despite lessening, wouldn't let you move much.

"Paul, please-" Embry starts to beg, cut off by a thunderous growl erupting from Paul's throat, like an animal guarding. Leaves rustle as someone moves, is it Embry?

"I can't stop," Paul spits through gritted teeth, "even if I wanted to."

"She's not even part of the tribe..." A new voice, one I can't put a face to taunts the animal in front of me. "You don't know you can trust-"

"Shut up Jared." Paul's arms drop from your waist and give you a gentle push backwards. You grimace at the pain in your hip, but keep quiet not wanting to draw more attention. Paul puts more distance between you as he comes face to face with one of the men, the one you assume is Jared.

"She isn't one of us." Jared sneers, shoving Paul away to be able to see you, unguarded, for the first time. You feel on display as eyes bore into you. The feeling didn't last long as everybody's attention, other than Jared's, went to Paul who's breathing was shaky and deep. Embry grabbed his shoulder while trying to reason with him but it went unheard. All Paul could do was focus on not losing his temper, but Jared was pulling all the wrong strings as he stalked towards you.

"You're not one of us and you shouldn't be here." He chuckles, while still walking in your direction. Your feet take you backwards, trying to put more space between you and Jared but one of your steps equals two of his strides, eventually he comes to stop in front of you. He looks down into your dark eyes and smirks, "Not sure what all the fuss is about." With that he decides you're not worth his time and heads back towards the group. "You're wrong Paul," he chuckles again "all I can smell on her is fear." He shoots a quick glance back at you as he squares up to Paul yet again "There's nothing else there, no love-"

"Jared, back off." The commanding one orders, but it's too late. Paul's body is heaving as he struggles to regain control. Pants and strains rip through him as he stoops. Acting on instinct you run to Paul, not knowing what you were getting yourself into.

"Paul?" Your voice rings out clear and melodic. It's almost enough to pull him out of his rage but for the reminder of the man in front of him who he can't drag his eyes off. Your legs take you at full speed across the clearing.