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Wolf's Girl

Summary:
This is a sequel to A CHANGE IN MONSTERS, so I would suggest reading that first. Bella/Sam


Notes:
Remember, No Emily.


1. Scent

Rating 5/5   Word Count 1864   Review this Chapter

“Bella!” Alice called from downstairs.

“Coming,” I called back.

After I had been changed, we had just said that I had died from jumping off the cliff. Charlie had been sad for a long time. I had gone to visit him every night while he was sleeping.

One night when I was there, he saw me. I think that he thought he was dreaming. He said my name and I smile sadly, nodding slightly. And then, he went back to bed. He seemed to be happier after that, and I stopped visiting him every night. I still went every once and a while until he eventually died on the job about fifteen years after I had been changed.

I had gone to his funeral. And, if I could have cried, I would have. No doubt about it. Renee had come too, and I had to fight every urge I had to go and give her a comforting hug.

She had lost everyone that she loved—well, except Phil—and I could tell that it was just too much pain for her to handle. I knew that she was supposed to stay the whole week, but Phil took her back to Jacksonville the next day. She was a wreck.

It had been about five more years since then, and I had not seen Renee or Phil since.

So, I had moved in with the Cullen’s because it was still hard for Sam to deal with my scent, and vise-versa. The Cullen’s had told everybody that they were going out of Washington and moving somewhere in California. Carlisle had gotten a different job in a different state, and the rest of the Cullen’s just stayed in their home.

My powers hadn’t fully developed yet, and I only had one “power” so to speak… for now. Carlisle had told me that more would develop, and that that was a fact. So, I would gain more powers as I went on. He said that not everyone had more than one, but he had done a test with the blood still in my body, and somehow got that information out of my blood.

I could withstand the scent of blood and last a lot longer than the rest of them without drinking. The only problem was that animal blood didn’t cut it for me.

I had tested that out for awhile, but never found myself fully satisfied until I had accidentally drank from a human. I had only drunk a little, but I found after that I was completely full. I went back to the Cullen house and told Carlisle and we had come up with the conclusion that animal blood was not going to cut it, and I would have to have human blood, but I did not need it too often.

“He’s going to be here soon,” Alice told me from down stairs.

“I know,” I mumbled, knowing that she would hear me. “I know. Just give me a minute. If he comes than just distract him.”

“Fine,” I heard Alice say.

I sighed, and put on my denim halter dress from Macy’s. And then put on some cute blue ankle boots also from Macy’s. I had finally got used to the graceful walking, and I, only now, could muster up enough confidence to wear heals.

I grabbed my purse and was about to walk out of my room (Edward’s old one) when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I still had not gotten used to that part of the transformation. It was just so different.

My brown hair was not a dull brown color, but more of a dark chocolate color with caramel highlights. It was very shiny and it always looked like the sun was shining on it. My face was flawless, to say the least. I had no more worries of zits or pimples. My cheekbones were more pronounced now, and my eyes were the same gold color of Alice’s with a tint of red from all the human blood that I drank.

“Bella,” Alice sang.

“Alice! I’m coming. Hold your horses.”

Alice giggled and said, “I don’t have any horses.”

“Get some,” I mumbled murderously and stalked out of my room. I gracefully stomped down the steps and when I saw him, I immediately broke out into a smile and quickened my pace.

I leapt off the last couple of steps and flew into Sam’s arms knocking him backward onto the couch.

“Hello to you, too,” he mumbled from underneath me, and wrapped his warm arms around me. I smiled and put my hands on the couch on either side of his head and pushed myself up so I could look at him in the eyes.

“Hey, handsome,” I purred. A big goofy smile spread across his face. I felt his fingers get tangled in my silky hair and pull me down to his mouth. He kissed me without boundaries.

Sam had not aged since I had turned into a vampire. It was another weird imprinting thing. So, at least it would never look like Sam was rocking-the-cradle.

“Ahem,” Alice cleared her throat from the other side of the couch. I looked up at her with a sheepish smile on my face. I put one hand up and waved. “Hi, Alice.”

“Weren’t you two going to a movie or something?” she asked.

“Yes,” I responded. “And you know that.”

“I know,” she said happily. I narrowed my eyes at her, and slowly got up off the couch, taking Sam with me. He still had his arms around my waist, and I was clasping one of his arms tightly. I did not want him out of my sight too long, it made me too anxious.

We started heading out the door and when we were at Sam’s car Alice yelled, “Behave you two, and Bella, don’t let anyone see you.”

“Whatever,” was my response and Sam laughed.

“You look…amazing,” Sam muttered as he started pulling out of the driveway. “No, you look more than amazing. You look…wow. I don’t think that there are words to describe what I’m feeling now.” I smiled and if I were still human, I would be blushing immensely.

“Thank you,” I said quietly.

He pulled up at the movie theater and got out of the car, walking around to my door. I reached into the back seats of his truck and grabbed the hoodie that we kept back there incase we were going to be in any public places. We could not take any chances. We had to make sure no one would see any of us.

I slid it on, and then grabbed Sam’s hand as he helped me out of the truck. Not that I needed too much help. When I was standing next to him, he kicked the door shut, and wrapped his arm around my waist once again. I smiled and pulled the hood up over my head.

I buried my nose into his shoulder. I was glad at times like these that I did not have to breathe. It would be much more difficult to breathe in through my mouth the whole time. I sometimes wonder how Sam lasted with my scent. He had to breathe, so he could not just stop, like I did.

I had stopped breathing around Sam around the third or fourth day that I was a vampire. I had told him I was going to do it, and he knew why, so he did not get mad at me.

We both knew that our relationship would be different after me being saved by Alice the night I had jumped off the cliff.

Sam had also spoken with the elders of the tribe and they decided to let me and the rest of the Cullen’s be allowed to go on there turf without starting a war. It was sweet that Sam had gone and convinced them to let the Cullen’s on their turf. And to think that he did it all for me.

When the movie finally ended Sam got up and stretched and then gracefully helped me stand up, too. I hugged him for a few moments and reached up to give him a small peck on the lips, and then we left the theater.

We got into the car and headed back toward the Cullen’s house.

“I wish we had more us time,” Sam mentioned on our way back.

“Me too,” I mumbled as I reached for his hand. “Come in with me,” I suggested casually.

He smiled and nodded.

A few quiet moments later Sam pulled into the Cullen’s driveway. We walked up to the door together and walked directly up to my room. I kicked the door shut behind me, and was immediately thrown up against the wall.

Sam’s body pressed against mine, and his lips crashed down on mine. I kissed him back fiercely and our lips worked together. His tongue slid into my mouth and soon enough, our tongues were playing tag.

Somehow we had maneuvered onto the bed in my room. Alice had thought it necessary to buy a bed and move it into Edward’s room for moments like this.

Sam’s hands were moving up and down my sides, and then he had then rolling up and down my back. I moaned into his mouth. We had not gone this far in awhile. We usually stopped because the scent was too much to bear.

Sam worked on getting my dress off, and then I helped him unbutton his button-down shirt and then threw it off onto the ground next to my dress. My legs wrapped around his waist and my fingers tangled into his hair.

We both moaned at the same time, and it took me all my strength not to laugh. So I pressed myself against him harder.

Sam’s lips worked their way down to the edge of my jaw and then down to my neck. I leaned my head back so that he had better access.

“Are you wearing perfume?” Sam suddenly asked me. “It smells really nice. So nice, that I could eat you up.”

I froze. I was definitely not wearing any, I repeat, any perfume. That would not even cover my scent, would it?

“Sam,” I started tentatively, “I am not wearing any perfume. I don’t wear any scents at all. Well, except my own.”

“I swear you smell different. Now the smell that you usually do. I can actually stand it.” And, as if to prove his point, he buried his face in my hair and breathed in deeply.

“Almost like… a really sweet apple. It’s a wonderful scent.”

“Wait,” I started, trying to clarify something. “I do not smell like I normally smell like to you?”

He shook his head and then started kissing my neck muttering, “It does not really matter, does it? Can we not just get back to what we were doing before I tried to make a compliment and you just had to question it?”

I lifted his head from my neck and brought his hair up to my face, and sniffed it quickly. It was the old woodsy scent of him that I had missed for many years. I smiled and then sniffed him again. I sighed heavily.

I let his head go and he looked up into my eyes. “What’s wrong?” he said eyeing me suspiciously.

“You smell like how I remember you smelling,” I beamed. “Your old woodsy smell. It’s really nice.”

I smirked and then started kissing his lips again.