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Bella Red Riding Hood	By : Darkpen Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR Views: 19457 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 4
Bella sat curled in the bathwater of the tub. She stared blankly at the ripples. She breathed slowly, trying her best to steady her racing demeanor.
“I don’t understand. I’ve never felt this way before! I feel weird.”
Bella cupped her hands and poured the water over her head, yet the sin still failed to wash away. Deep inside, she could feel something making its way inside of her from her womb, to her blood, to her brain. Her lips parted and she sighed heavily, stirring the water. Silently her hands played over her lower abdomen.
“I feel so good. But it’s so scary! I’m so horny and it’s so wrong!”
She wiped her face, “Is it so wrong though? Am I really a part of the wolf tribe? If I am, does it mean…that it’s okay to like everything that Jacob did?”
She covered her mouth with her hands, “How could I say that? The bible says not to like sex…but…if I’m a part of the Wolf Tribe, then…I CAN like sex.”
She then pouted, “Hmp! Why did Jacob have to do that, without even asking! It’s not fair! But it kinda’ felt good…mehhhh it’s so confusing! I hate feeling so dirty and so good at the same time!”
Bella removed herself from the bathroom, dried, dressed herself, and dumped the water outside. She observed herself in the mirror, her clothes felt very uncomfortable, pulling on her skin at all the wrong places. She looked sullen, and hungry, her hair limp and wet. She was dissatisfied with everything.
She stormed off into her bed room and slammed the door, throwing herself on her bed, “Wahh! I don’t like this!”
Her ears perked up as she heard the sound of the front door opening, and then her own bedroom door. She turned to one side and saw her brother Emmett appear in the door way with his arms folded and a disapproving look on his face.
“Hey! Don’t slam the door! And what about those chores you were supposed to do?”
Bella raised her head, “I did them!”
“Really now? Then why is this floor so filthy?” He gestured with a hand.
“I had to take a bath!” She cried sitting up.
“Why, from making mud pies and eating bugs?” he sneered at her.
Bella turned scarlet red remembering everything that happened and shut her mouth.
Emmett’s sneer widened, “Yeah, I’m right. Now get out here and sweep, then fold the laundry.”
Bella looked down at the floor and could feel the corners of her mouth creep into a smile. She thought to herself, “If only you knew, Emmett.”
“What are you smiling about?” her brother questioned, but then concluded, “Oh, I get it. You’re thinking about,” He sighed longingly mocking Bella’s mannerisms and brought his hands to his heart while he did his best impression, “Edward!”
“NO!” Bella roared and hopped off her bed, stomping her way to the broom closet.
“Haha! That’s more like it!” He grinned and went off to the fire place to prepare for dinner.
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The old man rocked by his fire, filling a care-worn flask full of the bourbon he had received that day. He flipped through his numerous daguerreotypes of nude women with a lecherous grin.
“Heheheh! Oh my! What will they think of next?”
He placed down the magazine, then stooped forward to prod the fire, and reflected on what he had seen earlier that day, “But that is nothing compared to what my granddaughter did!”
He relaxed back into his chair, “So, she was chosen to join the Wolf Tribe. I wonder why? Those wolves work in mysterious ways. It seems like most of the natives are turning. And that young native man! Why, he and Bella had grown up side by side since she was but a little thing,” He grinned manically, “Good times.”
He reached next to him for his old wooden pipe, brought out a lighter and took a deep puff, when a light went off in his head, ”By Jove! What will Charles think of this!?” He coughed, “My son isn’t a fan of the natives by any means, and even worse does he regard of the Wolf Tribe. Once he hears that boy turned, and chosen Bella as his mate, I don’t know what he’ll do. At best he’ll try to sever Bella from him, or at worst, start a war! But neither will work. No doubt the boy’s seed is working its way inside of her mind. Soon she will no longer be my granddaughter, but the mate of a wolf, and that bond; no one has ever broken and lived to tell the tale. It’s either let her go, or risk many lives.”
He took a deep puff and a swig of his flask, the fire reflected off his glasses and reddened his white beard. He sighed sadly, “Well, looks like its back to the Brothel for me, hopefully those little cup cakes don’t charge an old man too much!”
He then heard a crack and his well trained hearing perked up. He snickered and reached for his staff, “Just when I was getting bored.”
He silenced and stilled his body, waiting for the perfect moment.
In a flash he swung out his staff and smacked the pestering wolf boy in the snout. The wolf whimpered and recoiled crashing into the small table.
Jacob regained his composure and made a terrible noise at the old man, his hackles as high as they would go.
“Heheheh! It’ll take more than that to defeat this old man.”
“Bastard! You will die for what you did!” he roared.
Grandfather Swan gave him his signature grin, “Well then, let’s have both deviants die tonight!”
Jacob whined a bit, his comment hurting him in quite a sore spot, “That’s different! I’m a wolf…I…I had to!”
“And I’m an old man, copping a feel on a young, helpless girl. There’s no difference.”
Both opponents stared at each other, Jacob’s baleful, yellow gaze peering into the old man’s insane smirk.
“You’ll have to reconcile that guilt you have yourself, killing me won’t do a thing.”
Jacob’s scowl remained fixed despite his stomach dropping into his haunches.
“If you do take my life tonight, you can be damned sure I’ll take yours. Then Bella will be without a mate. Do you know what that would do to her?”
The wolf made no response.
“Heheheh! You’re ignorant of your own nature aren’t you? Well then, let Granddaddy tell you! If you were to die madness would take hold of Bella! She would become ravenous! She would pillage and plunder throughout the village, attempting to satisfy herself with any and every male. Friends, family, it wouldn’t matter. It would never be enough, because only her mate can bring her to her sweet climax.”
Jacob’s eyes reflected in the firelight, the gravity of the situation weighing down on him. Just what exactly had he done to Bella? And why didn’t the other members of the Wolf Tribe tell him?
“You’re lying!” Jacob barked.
“Hahaha” the old leach laughed, truly humored, “Trust me boy, you don’t want to pick this fight. Believe what you want, I do love my Bella and I want her to be happy. Killing you would turn her into something I’d rather not have her become. She may not have had a choice in what you did, but I’ll be damned if the chorus I heard from her was not a happy one! Good job Fluffy!”
Earlier a comment like that would have made him feel better, but with the coming of twilight his guilt had overridden his triumph. Jacob bowed his head a bit, indicating his unrelenting shame.
“Oh ho, are we still sad? Well then, you must care for her deeply. Don’t worry, give it a few days you both will forget it ever happened.”
“We…had an argument,” Jacob began, seating himself on the floor, “she said something that upset me. Then…I just snapped and I couldn’t stop. I just had to have her. I had to make her mine.”
The old man lowered his weapon, “You chose her as a mate. You did what only came natural to a wolf.”
“But…I should have asked her-“
The old man waved his hand, “Nah, Bella is reluctant to try anything new. You should have seen her the first time I put ice cream on my-“
Jacob roared loudly.
“Alright, alright! It’s going to take me a bit to get used to this! Calm down!”
Jacob bared his teeth, “Like you said, she’s MINE now. No one can touch her, especially not you!”
The old man sighed, “Don’t remind me, these brothel girls aint’ getting’ any cheaper. Especially for an old fuck like me! Besides-”
“You swear never to touch her again?”
The old man appeared agitated, “Yes, I do. On top of that, I promise not to tell anyone. I don’t need my old ass getting involved in this drama.”
“Drama?”
“Haven’t you been listening? Bella going from Christian to a member of the wolf tribe has more consequences than you think. I don’t need any fingers pointed at me.”
Jacob’s heart sank again.
“But I must thank you dear boy! I must say I’m excited to become a great-grand daddy! Heheheh!”
Jacob yelped, “But she might not get-“
The old man fell into his chair laughing, his flask nearly toppling over, “Oh please wolfie, she’ll bear your child alright. With all the breeding you two will be doing on a near constant basis…it will be sooner rather than later. My money is that she conceived while you were walking her home.”
“But Minister Frollo said that-“
“You believe that old coot? Hehehe, then again, that’s right. Frollo never invested much time in the female body…”
“Well he is a priest.”
“HEHEHEH! That he is.” Cackled the old man, taking a puff and a swig, “Now then wolf-boy, it’s almost night fall. Soon, the moon will rise and I’m sure you’ll find your precious mate ready and willing.”
Jacob nodded, rising on four paws.
“Before you go, sonny, Granddaddy has paid an awful sacrifice, letting his only granddaughter to be bonded with a wolf. I’ll need something in return.” Said the geezer shining his nails.
“What?” Said Jacob, his mind far more concentrated on his instincts than the old man’s rambling.
“If you could find me a young pretty girl to take Bella’s place, I promise to keep my nose out of it.”
Jacob grunted disgusted, yet he could not think of anything else to say other than, “Deal.”
“That’s a good boy! Why with some pretty little thing around to entertain this old man, I won’t have any time to focus on anything else! Heheheheh!”
Jacob ignored him. He wouldn’t add another sin to his list.
Grandfather Swan waved his staff, “Off with you fur ball!”
Jacob sped out the door and into the night. He had succeeded in subduing the old man’s perversions. Yet his heart was heavy, he didn’t know if what the old man said was true, but he did know that Bella was sure stubborn when she didn’t want something. Instincts or not.
He slowed to a stop, peering up at the sky. Night still had a few hours to come. He would wait in the forests outside of the Swan residence, waiting for a sign. If any.
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