AN: Wow, I've been getting really good feedback from this story! I'm glad so many of you enjoy it! It encourages me to write even quicker. ;)

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Shit, what the hell was with him and brunettes?

Granted Jasper should probably be processing the fact that the human in front of him was his mate, but Bella seemed to be doing that enough for the both of them.

How long had she just been staring at him with her mouth open now?

Honestly, it was not that hard to process. Jasper had felt those entire feeling before, second handedly, yes, but still. He knew how to recognize them. There was absolutely no doubt that she was his mate. And as far as he knew, you only get one of those in an eternity. The quicker she processed this, and hopefully accepted it, the sooner they could move on. He would like to at least get to know his mate a bit if he was stuck with her.

"You have got to be shitting me."

Ah. It seems his kitten finally came through.

Jasper sighed and looked her over. She no longer seemed in shock, in fact, she seemed sort of upset. Well damn. And here he hoped his mate would at least like him…He sighed again. Wishful thinking, Major.

"You're my mate, kitt'n. Like it or not, it's what cha are."

Bella blinked at him. Oh he surely hoped his mate wasn't completely dense. She seemed intelligent enough before.

"B-but…Edward said I was his mate. The whole family said so…"

A growl tore from Jasper's throat before he could stop himself. No way in fucking hell was any vampire getting near his mate, not when he just found her!

"You. Are. Mine." His words came out as growls and he clenched his fists repeatedly. "Is that understood?"

Bella stared at him some more. For god's sake! What the bloody hell was wrong with this woman! Who the hell stares that much! It wasn't fucking natural, he was sure of it. He closed his eyes and took some deep breaths. Perhaps he wasn't being reasonable. His little mate was still only human, she probably didn't understand half of what being a mate meant, he couldn't go all territorial on her and maybe scare her off.

He felt a soft, hot hand cup his cheek. Immediately his hand flew up to clutch her wrist as his eyes popped open. He found himself staring at Bella's chocolate eyes.

Her thumb moved in little circles on his cheek and he resisted the urge to completely succumb to the gentle ministrations his little mate was bestowing him with. He watched captivated as she seemed to blink in slow motion at him.

"Hey. Calm down, alright?" Her voice was soft and washed over him like rain. "I may not understand this whole mate thing, hell, I have a feeling I've been poorly misinformed on the whole subject."

Jasper snorted and Bella smiled at him in bemusement.

"But I know this. I've never felt those feelings before; nothing can even come close to how I felt when you touched me…"

Her thumb swept across his cheek, as she seemed to study him.

"Or when I touch you…So I understand. I'm yours."

As soon as those words passed her lips Jasper crushed her into his chest. He tried to be careful not to hurt her fragile human frame, but he still was probably holding her a bit too tight. It mattered not. She was his. Only his.

They sat like that for a few moments, Jasper calling breathing in her scent while it seemed like Bella did the same to him.

"So. I guess this means you're not going to eat me right?"

Jasper's head fell back as he laughed. Man, was his kitten a little mood ruiner. Hell, at least she was funny. He looked down at her as she giggled along with his chuckles. He smirked at her.

"Well, I might still eat cha, kitt'n, but I ain't gonna drain ya." He winked at her as her face turned crimson. My, my, what a lovely reaction. He filed it away for later discussion.

"Ah um…I see…" She gave a delicate little cough, trying to hide her embarrassment. As if. Even if Jasper wasn't an empath her emotions were so easy to read. His little spitfire was going to be so much fun to play with, he could already tell.

"Well, then what are you going to do with me?"

Jasper looked down at her, tilting his head in slight confusion.

"I'm takin' ya home to my coven of course. Eventually I'll change ya, and teach ya how to live this life." Her eyes lit up, hints of caramel swirling in their depths.

"Really? You're going to change me? Really and truly?" Her excitement was endearing and her little hands clutched at his t shirt under his vest in the midst of her exuberance. What a strange little human.

"'Course I'mma change ya. I ain't goin' to live eternity without my mate." She made a noise that sounded vaguely like "yessss!" and flung herself at him.

"Oh thank you, thank you! Um…" Bella's excitement faded into embarrassment and she quickly buried her face in his chest.

"What's the matter, kitt'n? Why ya feelin' embarrassed?" Jasper stroked her hair in a soothing motion, playing with the ends. Bella shook her head before mumbling into him.


Jasper chuckled at his little mate's actions before taking his hand and cupping her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Well now. That can be easily fixed, little one." He smirked slow and lazily, like a cat would at a trapped mouse, his ruby eyes flashing dark.

"Name's Jasper Whitlock, ma'am. Major Jasper Whitlock."

AN: So there's the end of chapter three! I received a review where someone mentioned that they don't see this as a Darksper fic, but as a fic where Jasper is untamed and completely removed from the crippling influence of the Cullens. I have to agree. I believe that this is the way that Jasper always should have been portrayed instead of the whipped puppy he appeared to be in the books. He's the Major for damn sake! He took down entire newborn armies and conquered territories! And it looks like Bella has finally been properly introduced to him. Honestly, for a southern gentleman, you would think our Major would have better manners. Hahaha.