in which Paul Lahote imprints on the girl with bruises.
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in which Eloise Harlow escapes her abuser of four years.
𝙋𝘼𝙐𝙇 𝙇𝘼𝙃𝙊𝙏𝙀
𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 - 𝖾𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌𝖾
08/14/22 - 10/15/22
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Eloise's mind was filled with pictures of the last night. Her head would not stop swirling around Paul and she could not herself from smiling like a fifteen year old whenever she'd remember the events. She's given herself to Paul, she's shown herself vulnerable and she'd allowed him to show her what love could feel like. Never had she felt so beautiful, Paul made sure she did.
She remembered how sweet his voice was as he asked her for the hundredth time if she was sure, how soft his lips were as they kissed down her thighs and how her stomach made flips as he told her how great she smelt. Like fucking heaven, he said. She could not stop reminiscing about how good it felt to be with him, to look down on him and meet his eyes, how whenever she looked at him, he was already watching her. How he touched her lips, kissed her lips and how he sounded when he entered her. How his face scrunched up and he sighed as if he was drinking cold water after years in a desert.
Eloise smiled when she woke up the next morning, looking to her waist to find Paul's arm around it. She smiled ever brighter when she turned slowly and caught him still asleep. Softly, she took off his arm and put on his shirt that was laid on the ground, quietly walking into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and brushed her hair, smiling as she noted the marks Paul left on her collarbone and chest. She shook her head, unbelieving to what happened. If a week ago Penny would have told her she'd sleep with Paul so quickly, she would have announced her crazy, but here she was - looking at her reflection after the best night ever.
She pulled down her shirt lightly, letting it go and jumping when Paul entered the bathroom, watching her through the mirror. She blushed at the sight, messy hair and a bare chest never looked so good. He grinned, confidently striding up until he stood behind her, reaching out his arm to take his toothbrush as well. He heard how her heart skipped a beat as his hand brushed her shoulder and he found it utterly adorable how she turned her face the opposite direction, so he couldn't see her face. His heart could have exploded from how sweet he thought she was. His mouth turned up in a smirk when he too caught sight of her marks, smiling at the memories of the previous night. He smiled even brighter when Eloise raised her fingers to her mouth, nervously picking her lips.
"Good morning, Eloise." He teased nervously, her face hanging even lower as her face turned a deeper shade of red.
"Morning." She mumbled turning around and leaning her forehead against Paul's chest, which returned in him blushing and smiling shyly, hand caressing the back of her head.
"What're we doing today?" She mumbled, forehead still against his chest as she snuggled closer, arms wrapping around his waist, making his heart speed up. He smiled at the action.
"Go to Emily's, if you want to." He suggested, petting her head carefully, silently thanking the gods for giving him Eloise Harlow as his imprint. He has never wanted an imprint before, but having Eloise now, he couldn't imagine ever being against the soulmate bond he has been gifted with.
„Sure, is Penny gonna be there, too?" she asked. She wouldn't want to go if her friend wasn't there. She loved Penny like no other.
„When's she not there?" he sighed and Eloise laughed at his annoyance of her friend. She found it utterly funny how Penny managed to aggravate everyone in the pack. „Hey Paul?" she asked, hearing him hum, not being able to talk anymore with his toothbrush in his mouth. He glanced down at her as she turned around again, taking her concealer out of her bag to cover up the last remaining yellow spots from her almost healed bruise. He watched her, trying to stop himself from glaring as he was reminded of everything Eloise went through.
„How come Penny knows about you? Has anyone imprinted on her?" She asked watching as his eyes rolled back, seemingly reminiscing how Penny found out about them. He leaned over to spit out his toothbrush, holding his whole head under the running tab to water his mouth.
„If it wasn't for your looks, I'd think you were sisters. She figured out, came over and provoked me until I shifted. Then she laughed and called me a bitch. Now she's always hanging around us." He answered, rolling his eyes once again tho this time Eloise could make out a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. She figured everyone loved Penny, no matter how annoying she could be. Eloise smiled at Paul, continuing to get ready. As soon as she was happy with the way her makeup looked, she walked out of the room to let Paul have a shower - on his own, of course.
She put on her clothes, opening a window to feel if a jacket was needed - the answer was yes. She went over to her bag, that still wasn't completely unpacked and pulled out a scarf and gloves, putting on her boots and the thickest jacket she owned. She looked into the mirror, cringing at the way she looked - Penny would for sure make fun of her, but she shrugged the thought off. She wasn't supernatural and she got cold very quickly.
Eloise sat down onto the bed, swinging her legs as she waited for Paul to come out. Boredom over took her; pacing around like a toddler, glancing at the bed, making the bed, sighing, taking her shoes back off and plopping down onto the bed, closing her eyes, falling asleep. All that in the 20 minutes Paul showered, and he smiled when he walked out and caught sight of her napping form. Smiling even wider when he caught sight of her winter jacket. He quickly changed from his towel clad form, into his clothes. For once he put on a shirt, not wanting Eloise to feel left out in her ‚snowman costume'. He then shook Eloise awake softly, snickering when she sleepily stood up, acting as if she hadn't just fallen asleep.
