This is a sequel to A CHANGE IN MONSTERS, so I would suggest reading that first. Bella/Sam
Remember, No Emily.
17. Imprinted Wolf
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I sighed and muttered, “Who the hell is calling me now?” Edward’s brow furrowed and he took a step closer, trying to make his neck longer to see the front of the screen. “It says restricted,” I told him. “Do you think I should answer it?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Wow!” I started sarcastically. “You are big help.”
I flipped my cell phone open and placed it to my ear. “Hello?” I said, not knowing what to expect.
“Bella?” the voice asked cautiously. I immediately recognized it as male. The deep rumble of his voice was oddly familiar. “Is that you, Bella? Oh my God! I’ve been trying to reach you for forever. It seems that you changed your phone number. But, it seems that now I have reached you.”
“Um, who is this?” I asked. Edward stepped closer to be, leaning in to listen.
“It’s Jacob, Bella!” I gasped. Jacob?! After all of these years—I had just assumed he was dead. Neither of us had been in contact these past fifteen years. Why did he have to talk to me now?
“Jake?” I shrieked. “It’s really you? Wow.”
“Of course it’s really me. Is Sam there?” he asked, and I could just picture the smile on his face; the smile that I had always loved. I missed it, too, I realized.
“Yes…” I answered slowly. “I mean, he’s not exactly in the room with me, but he is here all right.”
“Well, someone’s there Bella,” he told me and my eyes widened.
“How do you know?”
“Well,” he started feebly, “I’ve been spending time with someone with better hearing than I have, so I guess my ears have been….”
“Jake, what the hell are you talking about? I haven’t spoken to you in years, and now you just suddenly call up, making no sense whatsoever. The least you could do is explain yourself.”
I heard him suck in a deep breath before he said, “Hold on.” I heard his hand press against the phone and then I heard muffled talking, one obviously a girl before Jacob came back and said, “I’m hear with Tanya.”
“Tanya!?” I just about screamed. “What are you doing with Tanya? How do you know about her? Where did you find her?”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, Bells. Calm down. One question at a time,” he chuckled. “Well, I’ve been sort of a…nomad these past years. You know, just wandering around. Hopping around from city to city, state to state, country to country.
“I ended up in Alaska about two years back. That’s where I found Tanya.”
He took a deep breath before continuing. “I had heard about there being a clan in Alaska somewhere, of course. I did not know where, and certainly did not intentionally go looking for them. But, I happen to run into them anyway.
“Surprisingly, they didn’t kick me out or anything. They were quite…intrigued by me, I guess you could say. They wanted to know more about me and the werewolves. So, they took me in.
“And,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “that’s when I first saw Tanya.
“My heart literally stopped beating when I saw her. She looked…wow. She looked like an angel. I know it sounds cheesy, but I seriously thought that I had died and I was in Heaven or something. I knew right then and there, that that was what Sam felt when he first saw you as a werewolf.
“I had imprinted.”
“On Tanya?” I shrieked. “You imprinted on Tanya?”
“Isn’t that what I just….” He was cut off, though, by Edward who had ripped the phone from my grasp and now held it up to his ear.
“Jacob,” Edward growled. “Hand the phone to Tanya, now!”
Edward waited a couple of seconds and then started speaking again. I could hear her speaking, just as I’m sure Edward could hear Jacob speaking to me.
“Edward?” she asked, her voice high pitched and nothing like I had expected. “How—how are you alive? I heard that you got into a fight with a werewolf and that you were dead.”
“I was,” Edward answered harshly. And, before she could start answering questions again, he started explaining how the Volturi had found him and somehow brought him back to life.
“Wow,” Tanya gasped after Edward had finished. “That’s really…wow. It’s hard to believe, but I really can tell it’s you.”
“Is there any reason that Jacob called Bella?” he barked.
“Jacob just really, really wanted to talk to Bella and get caught up. Is that so wrong, Edward? And, now we can get caught up.”
“We don’t need to,” he said. “I’ve already gotten that you can Jacob Black are together and you already know what’s been going on with me. You know, Tanya? I don’t want to talk to you. I don’t really want to know what’s been going on with you. I’m so over you. I’m moving on.”
“I-I never asked, Edward.”
“Stop, Tanya.” He sighed. “I’m sorry I’m blowing up on you like this, but I really have to hang up now. Bye.”
He slammed the phone shut and threw it to the ground. I didn’t say anything, just watched him quietly while he composed himself.
“Better?” I asked after awhile. He closed his eyes slowly, and took in a visible breath. Then, he nodded. I reached down, finally, to pick up my cell phone and stashed it in my pocket.
“Come here, Edward,” I said, finally, opening my arms to him. He basically fell into my arms. I held him tight against me. He was still very tense and I rubbed my hands up and down his back, trying to sooth him.
“Bella,” Edward started.
“We don’t need to talk, Edward,” I told him. “You just need to calm down. Sam and I are just grabbing our things to take to our apartment. When we are finished you go upstairs and lie in the bed and calm down. Please. For me.”
Edward sighed and pulled back looking at me. “Fine,” he muttered.
“Good.” I leaned up and kissed hi cheek briefly before turning and heading up the stairs.
Sam was waiting out in the hallway, a box of our things in his arms. “What happened?” he asked.
“Jacob Black called me,” I told him, my voice filled with nonchalance.
Sam’s eyes widened noticeably. “He did?” he said. “What did the boy want?”
“Apparently,” I started, “he’s with Tanya from the Denali Coven in Alaska. He imprinted on her.”
Sam watched my expression for a few moments, as if he thought I was joking with him. Then, all of a sudden, he started cracking up.
“What?” I asked. “How is this funny?”
“Nothing, he just seems to take after me. I mean, I imprint on a vampire, he imprints on a vampire.”
“Technically,” I began, “You imprinted on a human who just happened to turn into a vampire.”
He glared at me playfully and then said, “True, Bella true.” Then, he set the box in his arms down and gathered me in his arms. His lips were on mine quickly and we were kissing. I kissed him back enthusiastically.
That was, until we heard it.
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