All It that it means.

The heart

Bella's pov

Crinkling my brows in confusion I looked at Paul. "Imprint ?" I asked him. He nodded it was uncanny how calm he was. Yet when we where kissing he was dominating.

"You where chosen by my wolf to be our mate. You are perfect for both the wolf and man. You are mine" he answered still calm but a cautious look entered his eyes.

I took in a deep breath and processed the information handed to me. "And if I reject you ?" I asked quietly.

I saw for the first time his clam facade turn into a look of pain and fear. "I'll most likely die. Wolves can't live without their imprints" he answered. I nodded then I thought about this.

"You'll die because of me... He will come after you" I said softly, my eyes downcast. The floor suddenly ver interesting. Paul growled a harsh deep throaty sound.

I shivered shit that was hot. I heard him chuckle. "I will tear every limb from his body then I will burn him alive. You are MINE" he roared the last word. He was shaking and through instinct I placed a careful hand on his cheek.

He purred and leaned into my hand. I cocked my head to the side, I was amazed at the effect I held on the man in front of me. I accidentally rubbed my thumb over his lip. He didn't seem to mind the my knuckles where bloody. He was now intensely staring into my eyes making me suck in a breath.

Moving closer he kept still as if scared to that I would run if he moved. I stood on my tippy toes and brushed my lips across his, his control must have slipped... Because he grabbed the back of my head and smashed his lips on mine. I wrapped my hands in his hair.

The kiss was ... Electrical. I could feel it in every inch of my bones. I wanted more but even I knew that I wasn't ready.

Pulled away... Our foreheads touching and eyes completely held each other's. Panting his hot breaths warmed my cold nose.

"Ok" I answered. He looked confused. So I elaborated. "I want to try be your mate. But promise me you won't ever get hurt because of me" I looked at him earnestly. He frowned... "I can't promise that but I will try I that means you will give me a chance" he smiled at me. A glitter of happiness in his eye. I couldn't help smiling.

I wasn't sure what I was doing, but I wanted to smile again and try, for Paul for my dad and me. I didn't love Paul but I sure as hell felt something and I wanted to find out what it was.

"Common lets get those hands fixed" he said gently. As we turned to the door we found the wolf guys and a few girls smiling at us and trying not to laugh. I flushed bright red.  How much had they seen.

"Well Paul is an actual softie. Welcome to the pack Bella" Sam announced and the guys clapped and whistled and I just went beetroot red.

Paul was scowling as he pulled me back up the stairs and into a beautiful wooden bathroom. The sink and toilet was cream while the shower only had a tiled floor. I watched Paul run warm water into the basin.

When he started to wash my knuckles I hissed in pain an closed my eyes. "Fuck I screeched as he just dunked my other hand. Then I laughed. Paul raised a brow and looked at me worried.

"No I was thinking something like that should only be said during sex" I giggled harder. And my wolf looked merely amused.

Maybe I would be ok. But the I heard the call. "Bella there's a package for you" it was Embrey I think who said it.

Paul looked shocked and I was downright well flustered. I ran down the stairs with Paul saying he would be down now.

I had a smile on as I saw Sam kiss a beautiful girl on her neck making her giggle. It was my kinda love story.

I was stopped my Quil who was holding a black box. I frowned until I saw the pice of paper. The same as the others.

I began to tremble. Opening the note, I read the newest dedication to me:

"Mate... Oh yes you are mine not his. Like I said girls who run are punished.. So here's your punishment"

Love

J.U

I dropped the not and when I opened the box I was met with a heart and a photo. I balked over ready to vomit. The blood around the organ wiggling as I shook and fought not to through up what little food I had in my stomach. I lifted the photo and the tears returned.

"Angela" I whimpered. The photo was of her dead body on a chair her head pulled back. I was looking at a photo taken from the back of her. A whole in her back which I could see through the tiny table chair.

I dropped the photo and by now all of the people who had been seated laughing now looked horrified and same held the note up.

"Paul" I whined before collapsing into the welcome embrace of darkness.