His |Paul Lahote|

Chapter 1

~Paul's POV~

I sighed to myself as I stepped into the kitchen at Sam's. I hadn't slept well last night or the previous nights due to worrying over not finding an imprint. I thought I had fallen for Rachel Black, but turned out she had imprinted with Quil. I shake my head and begin making coffee, hoping it'd get my mind off my worries.

"Morning, Paul," Emily called, yawning as she walked into the kitchen.

"Morning, Em," I hum, "Sam still asleep?".

"Poor thing," she said, shaking her head, "He was out late last night chasing off newborns with Seth.".

I listen as I lean against the counter, trying not to let myself become hotheaded. I had come a great way from my old self when I was with Rachel, but it still irritated me and hurt me that she wasn't my true mate.

"Jared's sister is moving back," Emily commented, now waiting for the coffee to finish, "I heard she's really nice, but shy around new people. She's a young mother too; only eighteen with an eleven month old.".

"Oh," I ask, brow raised. My heart had already decided on helping Jared's sister with her baby, but my mind was telling me to wait and see.

"Poor girl thought her boyfriend was going to help her. She told the guy two weeks after she found out, but he split," Emily said just as the coffee finished.

I felt myself frown, my mind going to being protective of Jared's sister. I move away from the coffee pot a bit, then I stretch before speaking, "I'll do morning patrol for Sam. If he asks then tell him it's covered.".

Emily opened her mouth to say something, but I was already out the door. I ran a hand through my hair when I got the boundary, my mind a mess. I deeply breathed, then I began walking, hoping to clear my head.

What can go wrong today?