"Lisa, please? I said I'm sorry." Edward pleaded standing in her bedroom, his face turned in a frown.
Lisa coffed shaking her head. "Not sorry enough to have left Vickie after me. After Charlie." Lisa snapped standing across from him with her hands on her hips. Edward brows furrowed. "Vickie? Not possible, I read it in her thoughts, she wasn't a threat." He said, his face now worried.
"You sure? A mate for a mate Edward. Jasper and Emmett killed James, you don't think she wouldn't have come after me at some point? Her soulmate was gone, if I were her, I'd be the same way." Edward shook his head. "Don't compare yourself to her, what she's doing is out of anger." He reasoned. Lisa rolled her eyes. "Anger and love. They may have been bloodsucking nomads but they loved each other and you mean what she was. The wolves killed her." She stated bending down to the floor boards. "You said it would be as if you never existed. You thought I wouldn't have found this but I did and I was highly upset. Take these. Everything."
Lisa handed Edward the CD player, the picture of themselves, any and all memories of the two of them together. Edward looked down at her pleadingly. "Don't do this." He asked grabbing the things from her. "That sounds quite familiar if I might say. I begged you to stay and you left me. Alone. In the woods. I saved you from exposing yourself because I care, but what we had will never be. I don't belong in your world." Edward winced at the renactment of this scene. Every word dripping like acid from her mouth just like these same words slipped from his mouth.
"I'll change you. Give you what you always wanted." He stated and he would. He didn't want to lose her. He thought he was protecting her, but he was so very wrong. Lisa stared at him for a moment. "I no longer want that. I've found something worth living for. Charlie. My home." She whispered, a faint smile on her face. "Me." A husky voice stated, the vibration from his voice made it sound like a growl and a purr. Edward almost jumped a foot in the air.
He was so caught up in his own bafflement that he didn't hear or smell the stinch of wolf. Paul stood next to Lisa's, his arm wrapped around her waist. His eyes seemed dark and black as night. His face was filled with great relief, Edward could tell. "She's no longer interested. Things have changed since you've been gone." Lisa nuzzled her nose into Paul's shirt, breathing him in slightly. She's missed him for the last few days. She could feel the tension in him leave his body as she knew the wolf in him was finally calm at having his chosen little mate by his side once again.
"I see." Edward stated. He turned making his way towards the window, and held the items close to his chest before glancing back at Lisa. He wanted to see if she was happy. The fact that she didn't look at him as he left told him everything. She was not his any longer. Edward jumped down from the window and sped away, his thoughts in a whirlwind.
Lisa sighed in contentment as Paul checked her over, his nose skimming along every inch of her. He was a touchy shifter and Lisa loved every minute of it. As he pulled away, she was crushed in a bone crushing hug. "I've missed you little mate." Lisa rubbed her head against his cheek, a lupine way she used to assure Paul without words.
"I've missed you too. I know you were worried, but I had to." She explained and Paul nodded in understanding. "I know and I trusted you. I knew that what we have is real and if it's real, it'll come back. Always." Lisa looked up at his, her chocolate eyes shining. Paul brought her closer, breathing in her natural scent as he bent his head to her shoulder, lightly licking the mark that laid there, it healing nicely. Lisa sighed, her body relaxing mending into Paul like one huge puzzle piece.
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