A/N: Both Me and Mrs. Jones will be authoring this story. Me writing Paul's pov and Mrs. Jones writing Emmett's. Also, Sanctuary will still be updated regularly.

Chapter 1

Paul's POV

The movers had just finished unloading when we pulled up to the new house. It was like all our other homes we own scattered across the country. Nothing overstated but, big enough for us both and hopeful any others that would come join us. As yet, we still hadn't met anyone willing to join our pack. I gave Emmett's knee a squeeze, he always hated moving on going from one town to another. We had only just shifted when we were banished from our pack because I was a true alpha and my brother was stronger than me at the time and won the fight to see who would take the position. Emmett and I had grown up best friends and he knew nothing of the pack until he found me wounded in the woods. He phased out of anger right in front of me. He was a beautiful chocolate-brown wolf who was as large as me. Instead of the usual panic we had, he laid beside me and licked my wounds clean. We have never been apart since. Over time we became lovers but, it was not supposed to be this way. We were suppose to have submissives to mate with and bring new blood into our pack.

"Do you think maybe this time?" he asked sadly.

"I don't know Ems but, I have a good feeling about it," I said giving him a small smile.

If we found a submissive our relationship would probably change. As alpha, I would get to choose to mate. My wolf told me to come here to the sleepy town of Forks. There was already a pack in the area. The Olympia pack was the strongest in the country and not one to reckon with. I set up a meeting with the alpha, Jacob Black, for the following day. We would meet at a treaty line one that we could not pass in our wolf form. This would avoid any fighting hopefully but, it was not guaranteed. Unpacking the car, we quickly made our dinner. We had travelled for three solid days taking turns to drive, only stopping to fill up with gas and to eat. The house was surrounded by forest which was important for us. We were miles from the town so we wouldn't have prying eyes. After dinner, we decided to go for a run and check out the area. With the Olympia pack there was very little chance of leeches in the area but, we still needed to check. After all, we were protectors, the reason we had become shapeshifters in the first place. We stripped and I walked towards Emmett, his body big and firm and my cock grew instantly. I wanted to fuck and his wolf was not going to deny me, he never did. Even though he was a dominant like me he needed to fuck regularly. The first time we fucked, Emmett felt shame but couldn't deny my wolf, his alpha. Now, we didn't think it wrong. After all, we loved each other.

His cock was already throbbing as I walked taking his head in my hand and pulling him closer, kissing him deeply. Emmett wrapped his finger in my hair wanting more. I tugged on his hair pushing him to kneel before me. Licking his lips, he took my cock in his mouth.

"Fuck, you feel so fucking good. That's it, Em, suck my cock," I growled, my wolf happy. My hand pushing Emmett further onto my cock. He willingly went deeper sucking my dick with his large hand wrapped around the base where his mouth couldn't take in. He had become talented at giving head.

"Why don't we skip patrol tonight?" Emmett said pulling back still stroking my cock while one hand went to my ball sack rolling my ball in his hand.

"God, you make it hard to say no to you," I groaned. "But we need to Em's," I groan as his mouth suddenly took in my ball sack. "Jesus, get up those stairs now but, we will patrol right after," I said pulling him up by his hair. The bastard had his cheeky grin on his face knowing he had yet again, gotten his way. He raced up the stairs me right on his heels smacking his ass leaving nice red marks on it.

He grabbed the lube and condoms while I pulled back the sheet and grabbed a towel for afterwards. He was already on all fours when I came back from the bathroom baring his ass to me his hand stroking his cock. "Come on, Paul, we haven't shagged for a week," he growled.

"Your such a slut," I chuckled but picked up the lube and liberally apply it to my fingers.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm your slut though. Now, fucking hurry up," he growled earning another swat on his already pink ass. "Awe, sorry, Paul. But, please," he groaned.

"God, you're beautiful," I whispered pushing my finger into him going straight for his prostrate. I loved watching his face when I brush against it teasingly. "God, you're so tight Em's," I pushed another finger into him and began scissoring him.

He was right, it had been too long since we had fucked. I couldn't say mated because we can't mate. We didn't fuck to produce and I wouldn't call it love making. I did love Emmett but, as a friend. I was waiting to find my mate and hoped he would be here. The same with him. He too was looking for his mate be it a woman or a man, he wouldn't care. I however, would have a male, a shapeshifter, to carry the alpha gene. Only male submissives could take carrying our cubs guaranteeing they would be alpha males as well. I could have several mates if I so desired. I could take any submissive from any pack as long as they chose to join my pack. To date, I had not found one that I wanted to join my pack. They needed to be strong and honestly, the submissives I had met so far looked weak and did nothing for me.

"Paul, snap the fuck out of it," Emmett snapped. I pulled my fingers out quickly putting the condom on. God, I hate the fucking things and couldn't wait to find my mate so I could stop using them. He would go on heat once a year and then I would choose if we had cubs or not. "PAUL!" Emmett growled. He had turned himself around and took my face in his hands making me looking at him. "God, I pray you find your mate. You're losing it my friend," he said.

Pushing him down onto his back I grabbed his legs and put them on my shoulders and slam into his tight ass. God, I loved his heat. He yelped as I hit his prostate, such a lucky fucker. I had perfect aim. I could brush it every stroke if I so wished but, I wouldn't. Not tonight. After all, I wanted to cum as well before he made me slow down. I adjusted myself and slowed it down. Emmett was so gone he didn't notice. My hand grabbed his cock stroking him in time with every movement of myself. Emmett had his eyes closed with his tongue coming out every so often licking his dry lips. My wolf was unsatisfied so I pulled out and flipped Emmett over and slamed into him again, this time I slow and fuck him till he is begging for me to let him cum.

"Cum for me, Em. Call your alpha's name," I order slapping his ass.

"Fuck yeah, that's it, Paul. Fuck me good, hit that spot," he moaned.

He knew better than to tell his alpha what to do and I grabbed his hips and stopped myself completely, holding him so he couldn't move. Emmett whimpered. "Want me to pull out?" I growled.

"Shit, no. Sorry Paul," he whined. I could hear that he was truly sorry in his voice. I soothed his ass and leaned down to kiss his back accepting his apologies.

Picking up the pace this time, slowly I build us both up and again he is begging for his release, this time asking not demanding it. "Paul, god Paul, please, please, ahhhhhhhhh," Emmett groaned cumming into his hand. His ring of muscle gripped my cock hard, almost painfully. Once again, I grabbed his hips and I slammed into him at an inhuman speed, my wolf pissed he had not asked permission. "God, please Paul," Emmett whimpered. I take control of my wolf and slow the pace.

"Almost there," I groaned as I felt my balls tighten up and I shoot my load into the condom. I always came with Emmett but, I was never fully satisfied and it had nothing to do with the beautiful man beneath me, it was my wolf wanting to impregnate our mate. The one that we had not found yet. I never would tell Emmett this however. I wouldn't hurt my friend like that. I pulled out and ripped the condom off, tying a knot in it before throwing it in the bin. Emmett was already cleaning up his own mess. He turns and sits on his ass hissing. I hate when I hurt him but, he also asks for it. Sometimes, I feel he does it on purpose just so he gets that feeling. "Let's check out the area before we shower," I say pulling him up and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

We picked up our shorts and tied them onto our legs. We never patrolled without them. It was better to be safe than sorry. Jacob Black had assured me that he had not problem with us in Forks but, we were not welcome if we were in wolf. We headed towards the treaty line and checked out our area. We quickly picked up the scent of the Olympia pack. There were a few of them but, one in particular stood out as a submissive.

"Damn, that is one sweet scent, can't wait to meet this one," Emmet said giving a wolfy chuckle. I had to agree, this one was very alluring. We were both holding our wolves back to go follow the scent.

"Lets go back home. Tomorrow we will met him," I said feeling excited. No other scent had called my wolf so much. "Least we know they have a sub anyway and they are not mated with him that is for sure," which surprised me. I turned and we had a race home. As always, I won. Emmett not far behind, though. He was getting faster. My wolf might have a challenge soon if he doesn't watch it. Emmett alway said he wasn't interested in being alpha, he was a follower not a leader but, I would never allow myself to relax. Best friend or not, if his wolf wanted to challenge the alpha, Emmett would not have a say. Phasing, we walk inside straight to the showers.

"Grubs up," Emmett shouted up from the kitchen. As if on cue, my stomach growled. Wrapping my towel around my waist, I headed downstairs. Emmett was dressed, his hair still damp and going back to its natural curl. Running my fingers through his hair, I thanked him and sat down at the counter and dug into the food. "Paul, you know how there are legends about imprinting? Have you ever heard of anyone doing it?" he asked standing on the other side of the counter eating his meal.

I shook my head. It was another stupid legend which I had to listen to growing up. "Thank god, imagine having to stick with one mate your whole life and being whipped," I chuckled.

"Yeah, I guess," he smiled wolfing down the rest of his dinner. "Leave your dish in the sink. I will do it in the morning. I'm off to bed," he said waving, going up the stairs.

I finished my dinner and did the dishes. Emmett always went weird when we first moved, always hoping he would find his mate. When we first left our families, we believed we would have our mates within the year. Thirty years on and nothing. We were in our forties and we looked like we were in our twenties. We would never aged which was just as well but, it really sucked we had this problem. When we had been banished, we were given the two thousand dollars that we had to live on until we found our mates. Thank god we invested well and we now could live comfortably. Of course, back then two thousand dollars could buy you a hell of a lot more than it could today. Also, we didn't need a lot. Other than our car we, lived a basic life. I did the dishes even though I didn't have to. When Emmett cooked, I would do the dishes along with him afterwards. As alpha, he thought it was beneath me but, that was bullshit if you ask me. Who would make people do something they wouldn't do themselves? That was one thing my mema had taught me. I sighed, I missed my mema. My father, not so much, he was a real bastard of an alpha and more so as a husband and father. He treated my mother like shit and had him popping out cubs every year until it finally took him from us. His body just too tired. My father was warned repeatedly by the elders that he needed to stop producing. My mema died giving birth along with my two younger brothers. My father had a new mate by the next spring, getting the sub pregnant. I never got to meet my new step brother or sister. I never had anything to do with my family. I considered Emmett my family and any others we managed to bring into the pack would become family.

Emmett was standing at the end of my bed with a coffee for me early the next morning. "We have to be at the treaty line in an hour," he said sitting on my bed handing me my cup.

"Emmett, don't get your hopes up," I sighed after taking a much needed gulp of my coffee.

Emmett turned and sat on his leg. I could almost see the excitement rolling off him. "I got a feeling about this one. That scent Paul, god it was perfect," he sighed. He jumped up telling me that breakfast would be ready in five minutes. God, I hoped he found his mate just as much as I found mine. The smell of bacon cooking pulled me out of bed and I headed downstairs. We raced to the meeting place and check the area one more time. I wondered if Jacob would phase. If it was true what other packs said, Jacob feared no one and wouldn't hesitate to phase. We smelled them coming towards us, the alpha had his thoughts blocked like I thought he would.

"There is only four of them?" Emmett questioned. I sniffed the air and he was right, there were only four wolves. They came through the trees but, there was one missing, the submissive Emmett huffed. I looked at the alpha, he was slightly bigger than myself, his fur russet in colour. His stance screamed alpha and even my wolf stepped back. It was known that he would be the one to become the king of alphas when our raining alpha king stepped down.

"Welcome to Washington," he voice said. I could feel he was calm and held no threat.

"Thank you for allowing us here, alpha," I replied trying to sound as sincere as I felt.

Jacob trembled and shifted to his human form slipping his shorts on. I quickly followed suit ordering Emmett to stay in wolf as the La-Push pack didn't change.

"Please call me Jake," he said stepping forward holding out his hand. I stepped forward, both of us on our own side and shook hands. "You told me you were a pack of two and I would guess this is Emmett," Jacob said pointing to Emmett who now sat on his hunches trying to look relaxed.

"Forgive me, I am Paul Lahote and this is my beta Emmett McCarty," I smiled.

"I take it you are looking for more to join your pack?" he said stepping back and crossing his arms. Maybe I had read him wrong and he wasn't happy we were here.

"Yes we are but, we will only take ones that wish to come to us," I said looking at his pack. None of them looked slightly interested and I really couldn't blame them. Hell, I wouldn't want to leave his pack. "We have more joining us soon, three will be submissives. One however, will not join your pack as he is my mate," he said a glaze going over his eyes.

"Congratulations Jake, does he accept you?" I asked confused as normally the submissives had to shift first before they decide. The pack gave a wolfy bark at my question.

"Seth will accept me," he just smiled. I inclined my head, I would not argue.

"Well, like I said welcome and we will see you around. As you can see none of my pack wish to join you," he said turning to his pack who all nodded their heads. Emmett whined. I stroked his head.

"Can I ask where your submissive is now? We smelled him last night when out patrolling," I said. "Forgive me but, are you hiding him from us?" I asked.

"You are talking about Embry our only submissive. No we are not hiding him. He has gone on heat and has left for his own safety. I am sure you understand we didn't want him to have anyone trying to calm him. He will return within the month," he said smiling. I nodded.

"Does he not have a dominate interested?" I asked.

"No, we have a pack problem with Embry so, we won't mate with him. But, as yet, he has not found his mate from anywhere else. Now if you will excuse us, we have things to do," he said stripping.

"You too and thank you again, Jake," I said as he shifted he howled and he and his pack took off through the trees. Emmett phased and quickly slipped on his shorts.

"Do you think he was telling the truth?" he asked.

"Don't see why he would lie to us. Plus, he said there was a problem. Maybe something is wrong with the sub," I said. "Come on, let's go explore the town and stock up with food," I said patting my friend on his shoulder. I knew he would be gutted that today we were not going to meet the submissive.

"Embry, his name is Embry, Paul," he huffed but, followed me home in human form.

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