Jacob avoided me like the plague the next day, and I felt mutinous, hurt and angry. Why was he ignoring me? What had happened between us was so right, so perfect, why was he acting as if we had committed a crime?

I went to his auto shop daily but he was always deliberately busy, we spoke rather briefly, and he kept a cautious distance between us, which infuriated me completely. Jake also made sure that there was always someone with us so I couldn't use my wiles on him or get too close.

He regretted what we had done, I could see it in every line of his beloved face, and it broke my heart.

My parents were thrilled with our much more 'appropriate' relationship, their gazes were puzzled and yet elated. They didn't know what had caused the sudden chasm between Jacob and me, but it was clear they liked it.

Days turned into weeks, and I felt disheartened and depressed until I realized I was slowly giving up.

Without realizing it, I was letting Jacob win.

The pain in my heart told me that this separation couldn t go on much longer; it was virtually killing me if such a thing were possible.

I would have to force his hand and make him see me alone.

I knew if I was in so much pain that he undoubtedly was in even greater anguish and that knowledge pleased me.

He should feel pain for ignoring me so cruelly.

He would have to surrender eventually.

The old stories told of a warrior who had tried to break his imprint because she had belonged to his brother, the battle he had waged with himself had been long, but in the end, he had been unable to stay away from her.

She had used her power over him to bring him back to her, and he had been unable to resist.

I knew that Jacob needed me, in every way; physically and emotionally, just as I needed him.

I would just have to make Jacob see that he was hurting me by ignoring what we were to each other.

I waited until my family went on a hunting trip, excusing myself by telling them that I'd eaten on my way home from school, which was true. They didn't hesitate to leave me, my newfound detachment from Jacob making them trust I wouldn't go racing off to the reservation.

How wrong they were, because that was exactly where I was going.

I dressed in casual clothing, a denim mini skirt and an old band t-shirt paired with Dr, Martins and a leather jacket. I left my hair loose the way I knew Jake liked it and put on some smokey eye makeup and lip-gloss.

I raced through the forest in the blackness of a moonless night with a determination I'd all but lost these past few weeks.

He was going to be mine, one way or another, nothing would stop me now.

The wolves guarding the border of the rez howled at me as I passed as silently as a ghost. I smiled and sent them a small wave as I leaped the wide ravine in one fluid motion and continued my journey to Jacob's house.

The cottage stood among the trees, my refuge and safe haven, my place of belonging. I sighed and breathed in the scent of my Jacob. It soothed me as nothing else could.

I came to an abrupt stop outside the door.

I knew he was inside; his scent was more intense and pungent; fresh.

Delicious.

Kinetic energy sparked to life inside me as I felt a familiar tug towards him, it was like a burning, living thing.

Our connection was something of beauty, insidious and deadly, and yet loving and gentle.

It was a corruption force, a need so deep and pure it humbled me.

I didn't need to knock, the door opened slowly to reveal the reason for my existence, his face stern and unyielding.

He leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed, his massive body as relaxed as a coiled spring.

His gaze was penetrating and inscrutable as he swept over me.

His face grew almost angry as his hungry eyes took in my bare legs and wild hair.

"What do you want Ren?" He asked, his deep voice emotionless and guarded; tired. "You shouldn't be here."

Hurt bloomed inside me at his lack of emotion, his offhanded inquiry was so unlike him.

"I had to see you...alone." I said softly, drifting closer to his comforting bulk. The pain eased instantly, and I felt happiness surge through me. "You won't talk to me any other way."

His face grew angry again, it was filled with an undefined emotion, which looked suspiciously like guilt. "I can't see you anymore; it's not safe for you." He stated quietly, firmly, his dark gaze stormy.

"Please, Jay, I need you...don't do this anymore. It hurts so bad..." I whispered, my hands unconsciously reaching for him, needing to feel his warmth beneath my fingertips.

He pulled back as if I was poison and the pain of rejection flooded my entire being. I felt the burn of tears in my eyes as I lowered my hands reluctantly.

"I can't do this again, Ren; what we did was wrong, can't you grasp that?" He asked, and I felt my chin rise stubbornly, denial already on my lips.

"No." I said meeting his anguished eyes. "It wasn't wrong Jacob. This is wrong - us not being together. What we did that day, it was so right, and you know it."

Jacob swallowed hard and squeezed his eyes shut as my words slid home, the truth undeniable.

He raked an unsteady hand through his short hair and sighed.

"You are a child. I shouldn't have touched you! What does that make me, Ren? A child molester?" He snapped, pain lacing every word.

"No! Jake, that's not it, you're not a pervert for wanting me, I'm NOT a child. I'm a fully-grown woman. My human age doesn't mean anything because I'm not human..." I closed the gap between us, deliberately using vampiric speed to emphasize my point. I touched his face with my hands, reaffirming everything I'd just said with a barrage of emotions and images of us together. He gripped my arms in a rough, tight hold, meaning to push me away, but I used my strength to fight his will.

"I'm a monster." He said his tone resigned somehow, broken. He released me then, stepping back and turning away.

"No, Jay. You're not." I whispered as I followed him, bringing myself up close to him once again. I gently pressed my lips to his jaw. "Don't you see? I'm yours, and you are mine."

A heavy, pained sigh escaped from his mouth as I lifted myself onto my tiptoes to press my lips to his. "Jay, I need you so badly. I can't live like this anymore, life without you is empty. It hurts in here..." I took his hand and placed it on my chest, just above my breast.

It was so large it covered most of my chest.

My reaction to his touch was instant.

My nipples hardened and poked through the thin fabric of my t-shirt.

I wore no bra, I never did.

Jake watched me closely, his gaze electric, filled with want and need so fierce it took my breath away.

His other hand lifted slowly to cup my chin, his fingers wiping at the bloody tears that had formed and fallen at his rejection. "It's not right that you should be hurting Ren, but I can't do this. I shouldn't be with you like that, not until you're older."

Fear filled my heart making it heavy; he was going to refuse me.

"Don't say no, Jay." I begged softly, "I want you so badly."

I lifted my mouth to his, desperate for any contact, needing to feel his touch, his kiss.

I instinctively bit lightly at his chin, like a wolf, my lips caressing his skin as I did so.

"Please..." I whispered against his skin, knowing that he couldn't refuse me anything if I asked it like this. The imprint would demand that he satisfy all my needs.

I was playing dirty now, but I was too far gone to care.

A deep rumbling growl resonated through his chest as his hands tightened on me pulling me forward, like he couldn't help himself.

The pull between us was almost unbearable in its intensity, the bond we shared tightening, drawing us closer together. Jacob looked torn as he watched me with glittering eyes, his hot breath fanning my upturned face, making my mouth water.

And then, with a groan of defeat, his mouth descended onto mine with a ferocity that left me breathless. Our lips touched and our tongues tangled, the relief that flooded us both was euphoric.

I could feel his need as if it were my own.

Time ceased to exist as I wound myself around Jacob and he enfolded me into his embrace.

I was hot, trembling, my body shaking like a leaf. An ache began between my legs had spread through me, deep inside my most secret places.

I wanted him to be a part of me.

His hand curled lower and covered my breast in fierce possession, and I whimpered my need into his mouth. His hands were everywhere, hungrily exploring my breasts, long thick fingers plucking and twisting my nipples with wickedly knowledgeable fingers.

His tongue filled my mouth, as we shared our air, consuming each other like a banquet.

I kept my hands against his cheeks, sending everything I was feeling back to him, a constant loop of pure sensation and want.

He couldn't stop now, I wouldn't let him.

His hands slid down and cupped my ass, lifting me up against his body easily. Jake walked, taking me with him inside the cottage. I felt his rock hardness against me and rubbed myself on it, undulating against him slowly as I continued to kiss him with everything I had.

Jacob sat down on the sofa, placing me on his lap, just as he had a thousand times before.

But never like this.

I straddled him, my skirt riding up until it bunched around my hips.

Jacob pulled back, and I tried to bring him closer to me. "Jay don't stop. ...please..." I begged, my voice husky and soft.

He didn't answer simply watching me closely as he reached for my jacket, peeling it off in one sure stroke, breaking my contact with him for a moment.

I immediately returned my hands to his face, not willing to let him resurface from my spell.

But still, Jacob was silent.

"Jay?" I asked, unsure, as he continued to watch me.

A minuscule smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, a hint of the former easy-going relationship we'd had showing in his gaze. "Sshhhh, chica..." he whispered, pulling my hands away from his face slowly, deliberately.

My heart thrummed, faster than ever, fear and excitement doing battle within me.

I was terrified he would stop now that our connection was momentarily disrupted.

But he didn't push me away. Instead, he drew me closer still, resignation on his face.

He let his hands smooth their way down my sides until they grasped the edge of my t-shirt and began to lift it off me completely.

I moved with him, allowing the fabric to leave my body, enjoying the sudden flare of his nostrils and the fire in his eyes as my breasts were revealed to him for the first time.

"You're so goddamn beautiful chica." Jacob groaned, his hands cupping my breasts again, this time skin on skin. "You feel like heaven, so right, so perfect."

I cried out loudly at the contact. It felt so good...I needed him to touch me everywhere.

Another cry was torn from me as his lips followed his fingers, latching onto my flesh with a hunger that made me writhe against him.

Jake released my breast and kissed his way up the side of my neck, pausing for a moment to scent my throbbing pulse point. I shuddered and sunk my hands into his hair, my nails scraping his scalp.

An animalistic growl resonated through his body as I surrendered to him and exposed the length of my throat.

Jacob froze, his entire body becoming unnaturally still, his hands gripping me tightly.

I looked at him and felt my heart skip a beat as the hunger in his eyes burnt me.

His eyes were fierce and wild, their color golden: wolf.

"Renesmee, don't move." He ground out through clenched teeth. "I don't want to hurt you."

I realized he was trying to rein himself in, trying not to bite me as his wolf demanded.

I stroked his hair soothingly, kissing his mouth softly as I moved slowly against him.

He was very hard beneath me, and I liked how it felt even though I only had a slight idea of what that hardness meant.

I can't fight this any longer chica." He said his voice strained and deep. "I need you so much, more than I can bear. It's too fucking strong..."

"It's okay, Jay, I want you to take me - make me yours."

"But we can't hide this, Ren, once it's done, everyone will know, because I won't be able to be away from you." He pressed his forehead to mine gently but fiercely, his tone becoming distorted and impossibly deep, as the animal took over more than usual. "Once I mark you, I'll never let you go."

Happiness flooded me at those longed for words, elation mixing with the need inside me to form a heady cocktail. I shared it all with him, my joy at becoming his as I projected every part of me towards him.

"I'm ready," I whispered, staring deeply into his lupine eyes.

My hands were pale white against his russet skin, light and dark, we complimented each other perfectly. I kissed his mouth, breathing him in deeply as I asked for his kiss.

He complied, sliding his tongue into my mouth with knee-weakening sensuality. I copied him, moving my tongue with his in a slow and erotic dance.

I knew my parents would never forgive me for what I was about to do, they would hate Jake forever and yet none of that mattered when faced with the desperate need to belong to this man I loved more than life itself.

His hands tangled in my hair, anchoring my face to his as he tasted every hidden depth of my mouth.

He rolled over, taking me with him, until I was lying beneath him. Never once did he place his weight on me, even though we both knew that I could take it. I was not a human girl. But still, he treated me as though I was breakable and cradled me between his thighs, while his hands and lips worshipped me.

I arched up into him, loving all that power laid bare before me.

Mine.

My skirt soon followed my t-shirt and then my boots, leaving me with nothing on except my panty.

I opened my legs gradually as we kissed, slowly letting his weight fall against my heated flesh. Right where I needed him most.

Jacob's mouth left mine to leave a trail of fire down the side of my neck, his mouth pressing open-mouthed kisses onto my flesh. He bit me once, softly and I arched into him, wanting to feel his dominance, his teeth on my skin.

For the first time, Jacob slowly thrust his hips against me, leaving me breathless. The proof of his desire for me humbled me and made the ache grow inside me.

His heated body surrounded me, and I'd never been so happy and complete.

Gradually, through the haze of pleasure, I sensed another presence heading towards us, fast, and I froze beneath Jacob. At that exact same moment, Jake also became still, our gazes meeting in question.

Someone was coming, and it wasn't human or wolf.

We looked each other in dismay.

A sense of foreboding filled me, as I dressed at vampire speed.

Jacob swore as he sprung up from the bed, his eyes wild and angry.

He took up a protective stance in front of me just as the door to the cottage exploded into small pieces.

I watched each fragment fly through the air and land in a cloud of minuscule dust with a pounding heart as a terrifying sight emerged through the shattered bits of wood; the furious, murderous face of my father.

"Get off her!" He hissed, shoving Jacob away from me.

My father pushed Jacob again, very hard, sending him across the small room. Jacob landed on his feet, in a crouch, his eyes terrifying, his canines elongated.

My father paused briefly, his disappointed gaze registering my tousled hair and the scent of arousal hanging in the air.

"You are a monster!" He snarled at Jacob. "I trusted you to leave her alone! You promised you'd protect her! How could you do this Jacob?"

"Dad, it's my fault, I couldn't let him walk away." I swallowed hard. "I love him."

"That's not the point, Renesmee!" Edward said, his voice icy with anger and disapproval. "This is on him! We had a deal, Black." He stared at Jacob, their gazes locked, anger radiating from them both.

Jacob shuddered, trying to hold the phase, which threatened at bay, his lupine eyes murderous. "You go too far, Edward!" He warned his voice inhumanly deep.

"You re the one who has gone too far, Jacob Black. I trusted you with my daughter, and you have betrayed that trust."

My father took my arm, pulling me with him towards the broken door.

I struggled against his hold, our strengths similar. "Dad, let me go!"

A thunderous growl stopped us in our tracks.

"Let. Her. Go." Jacob demanded as he stalked towards us, his muscles twitching beneath his satin russet skin. I could see that he was failing to hold it together.

"She is my daughter! I have a right to protect her." Edward said, his teeth clenched into a snarl.

Jacob didn't react, he simply stared at my father with his emotions laid bare. "Renesmee is my imprint, my mate and God forgive me, but if you don't release her, you will lose your arms."

I yanked my arm free and looked at my father in silent warning as I went to Jacob, placing my hands on his heated, trembling skin. "Ssshhhh, I'm here, Jay. No one's going to take me away from you." I assured him. "We just need to talk, okay?"

Almost at once, the terrible trembling stopped, and Jacob leaned into my touch his eyes sliding shut as he reached for me reflexively, his forehead touching mine.

I glanced back at my father and gestured for him to wait.

"Dad, I need you to understand just how I feel..."

"I know how you feel, Rennie, I've known everything all along. Your thoughts are as transparent to me as everyone else's, more is the pity. That's why I was trying to take you away from this situation - away from him so that you could think and decide..."

"There is nothing to decide, I've always known how it would be," I said softly. "Jacob is mine, as surely as I am his. Nothing will change that. Please accept it, for my sake; I don't want to fight you on this. But I will if I have to."

Edward raked an unsteady hand through his hair and eyed us, misgivings clear on his face.

"This isn't what we wanted for you, you're worth so much more..."

"No, Dad, Jake is just what I need, what I want...nothing more than him."

Dad gazed at me disgust and mistrust clear on his face, "How do you know that, Rennie? You're a child, in all the ways that matter. Do you know what you want?"

I turned to my father and released Jacob to go to him.

"I've known since the first day that Jacob is what I wanted. He is my whole world, Dad." I touched my father's face lightly, reassuring and filled with love.

"I don't know if I can accept this, Renesme. It kills me to allow him to...have you..."

I hugged Dad then, consoling and reassuring him. "He already has me, Daddy, I've been his all along. I can't live without Jacob...please understand."

"It doesn't seem as if I have a choice." He said at last, each word torn from him. "But, I don't like this."

Relief flooded me, Dad was going to listen.

There wasn't going to be a fight.

"Thank you, Dad," I said putting my arms around his waist.

He enfolded me into a tight hug immediately, his face buried in my hair. "I only wanted the best for you, Rennie."

"Well, I have that," I stated firmly. "I have Jacob."

He looked dubious as he smoothed my hair back from my face." It looks like we'll find out if that's true."

I smiled at him in pure happiness. "Be happy for me." I whispered kissing my Dad's cheek.

Edward faked a smile as he turned to leave. "Sorry about the door, Black."

Jacob forced a smile in return, "Maybe we can call it even."

"Not even close." Edward scoffed, but there was a smile in his voice. "We'll see you at home Renesmee."

And like that, he was gone.

I went to Jacob and slid my arms around his neck, laying my head against his chest. "It's over," I whispered.

"Not by a long shot, Chica," Jake said, hugging me fiercely. "That was way too easy. Edward won't give up trying to separate us, but it's okay."

I glanced up at him, confused. "How can that be okay?"

"Your Dad loves you Ren, and so do I, we both want the best for you - there is nothing wrong with that."

I smiled at him, "You love me?"

Humor made the dark depths of his eyes twinkle, "You knew that already, Chica. You're my everything."

I reached up on my tiptoes to press my lips to his. "Yes, I knew that you loved me, but it's nice to finally hear you actually say it."

Jacob responded to my kiss, his lips moving with mine in heartbreakingly perfect symmetry.

"I love you, Renesmee, forever." He said, voice deep and breathing ragged.

Joy made my heart fly, a smile spreading across my face. "I love you too, Jay, I always have."

Jacob grinned at me as I shared my euphoria with him, my hands on his cheeks.

"I want you." He said simply, his gaze serious, his hands caressing my hair and face before sliding onto my shoulders.

"Now?" I asked, hopefully, eager to resume where we had left off.

He laughed out loud at my transparency, "I have to go to Paul's house for dinner. The whole pack will be there."

"Oh." I was crestfallen.

"Will you come with me?" He asked.

"Just like the old days?" I checked.

Jacob kissed me, lingering on the play of our lips, slow and sensuous.

He hummed his pleasure, "Nah, Chica, not this time. I want you to go with me as my imprint."

"Really?" I grinned, my heart close to bursting with the happiness he made me feel.

Jacob was finally going to take me to a pack function as his date, his imprint.

I was flying on cloud nine.

"Yes, really." He said taking my hand in his, our fingers intertwined. "You're mine Ren, and it's about time everyone knew that our relationship has changed. I don't want to fight this anymore, we belong together."

Authors Note; thoughts?