This story idea came from another writer's story who deleted this a couple of months ago. This idea is simply to amazing to not be heard. If the writer tells me that she is planning to put that story back up then I will take this one down.

I am not copying word for word just what I remember. She only had the first 6 chapters written on the day she took it down and turned her private messaging off so there is no way anyone can contact her. I am not trying to steal anything the fist 6 chapters are hers just in my words. After the sixth chapter everything is my own ideas.

P.S Bella's biological dad is Phil.


Growing up in Phoenix, Arizona is definitely not the highlight of my life. I was preparing myself for a huge storm that looked deadly, but in reality it would just rain and maybe have a bit of lightning.

I was a scaredy cat when it came to storms, which is why I was freaking out that my parents were planning to leave me here alone for a couple of hours to have a date night.

"Bella, your mom and I are leaving in 30 minutes to make sure we aren't late for are reservation at 5:00 okay." He yelled while coming downstairs.

"Okay Dad." I looked out the window to see how dark the sky had turned because of the storm, when something caught my eye.

"Dad, Oh my God, Dad." I screamed still looking out the window.

"What is it? Are you okay?" He jumped up from the couch in the living room and ran to kitchen window that I was looking out of.

"Do you see it there is a body by the woods." I said frantically.

"I'll go see if he is hurt." Dad said running out the door.

I ran right behind him till we came up to the body.

Dad checked his pulse.

"There is a pulse lets take him inside he is just unconscious. He will need a few stitches, but he will be fine." Dad said while difficultly picking up the body.

"What happened?" Mom yelled seeing the body in dad's hands.

"We found him by the woods. Go get my baseball first aid kit and bring it to the guest room." He said running down the stairs and laying him on the guest bed in the basement.

He started gaining conscience when dad starting putting the stitches in. He kept looking at me never taking his eyes of me for at least 30 seconds.

"Are you a doctor or something." He asked my dad finally taking his eyes off of me.

"No, but I'm a baseball coach I do this all the time. What is your name son." He said cleaning up the wound.

"Paul." He replied.

"What happened." I asked when my dad took his first aid kit back downstairs.

"I was running from a bear." He said nonchalantly.

"A bear." I said incrediously.

He just nodded.

"Why were you in the woods." I asked breaking the silence.

"I live in a cabin in the woods." He said staring at me smirking.

"Isn't that dangerous? My parents won't even let me step foot in the woods." I said shocked.

"It can be, but I seem to scare them off." He said still smirking.

"You should heal soon. The cut wasn't that bad. You should still stay here tonight though. Just to make sure the wound is healing correctly." My dad said walking into the room.

"Thanks, I heal quickly on my own though. I always have. Thanks for letting me stay." Paul said.

My dad nodded in return then went back upstairs.

"So how old are you?" I asked breaking the silence.

"Nineteen." He replied "You?" He asked in return.

"Thirteen." I said getting nervous by the way he was looking at me.

"Really you seem more mature than that." He said still staring at me.

"Do you want something to eat?" I asked trying to prevent another awkward silence.

"Do you have and any meat." He asked.

"We have some leftover ribs if you want." I said standing up.

"That will be fine." He said nodding his head.

"I'll be right back." I say walking upstairs.

I see my dad sitting on the couch watching t.v.

"Are you and mom still leaving." I asked seeing that they should have already left.

"Yea your mom is just running a bit behind." He said.

I nodded my head.

"What are you doing?" He asked seeing me heat up the ribs.

He probably was wondering how i could eat so much since I just ate a burger not to long ago.

"I'm making this for Paul." I say taking the plate out of the microwave.

"Please do not bug him Bella." He says getting up from the couch when he sees mom come downstairs.

"I won't." I say walking down the stairs back to Paul.

"By sweety." My mom yelled before she shut the front door.

I gave the plat to him sat with him as he started eating.

"Where did your parents go?" He said already on 2nd rib.

"Oh they had a date night planned." I say noticing he ate the bones as well.

"Did you eat the bones." I say when he has finished and the plate is completely clear.

He smiles and nods. "Maybe I'm not human." He says looking at me.

"What do you mean?" I say deciding to play this little game with him.

"Well you said so yourself, the wood are dangerous there are even wolves in there." He said smirking.

"Are you a wolf Paul?" I say continuing to play this stupid game.

"No, but I am a shapeshifter. And you are my imprint." He says seriously.

"Yea right." I say rolling my eyes at him.

"Don't roll your eyes at me." He says grabbing my are and pulling me so we are eye to eye.

I nod my head and he lets go.

As soon as he lets go I run up both flights of stairs and into my bedroom.

I finally go to sleep when I hear my parents walk in the door at 10:00 P.M.

Nothing could have prepared me for the dreams I had that night.