Chapter Three: Even I Have Boundaries
It's been two months and Jacob is still here. My progress has weakened with him around and our pack has suffered a few mini attacks, mostly stifled by myself. The sneak attacks were getting exhausting and I couldn't get Marcel to agree to meet with me again.
It was frustrating. Something was going on, this I knew because everyone was suddenly all tight-lipped. That probably meant we were the targets which would suck because we'd been doing so well. Having the Alpha so close had the others shaking in their boots. We needed an ally and I was going to go with the head bloodsucker but the vibe was wrong.
My ties to the witches were based on a mutual agreement. They would not get directly involved and the humans would seize this as an opportunity to sneak attack and annihilate or dominate over everyone. They may have been born the weakest but their technology and brain made them formidable.
My best plan was to continue what I'd started. Since Marcel wouldn't see me, I'd see him without being seen. We Quiletes had a bit of "magic" ingrained in our abilities and I could sneak about, almost invisible for a bit at least.
Now I was crouched down on the roof is his building, listening to whatever was going on. Nothing much can happened until I saw her. Well, I saw the ring first and then it started to make sense.
Instead of playing Marcel, he'd played me. Seen my weaknesses. He never intended to take it any further with me unless... he was a cheater.
If the latter, I was severely turned off and the former just made me look desperate. I didn't know why I didn't just get up and walk away then and there. Instead, I sat back and watched them, watched how gentle he was with her, how poised she was, how nothing was faked or phony. I remembered when I used to feel like this was how Sam and I were.
And then he decided that he wanted to be with my cousin more.
Screw this. I made my way back to my pack, with all thoughts of anything else leaving me. That had emotionally drained me and I was no better off than the day before.
I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face, the same smile that I'd had in the dream last night where Jacob told me that he wanted to be with me and we'd made love. Whoever said that women didn't have "wet dreams" didn't know a she-wolf.
I was drenched with perspiration, my body still shaking by all of the crazy things that I just fantasized about. Why was I torturing myself like this?
Quickly getting up, I went to shower, ignoring the fact that Jacob and I still shared this suite but he refused to communicate directly with me since he accused me of sleeping with Marcel. Everything was done through a messenger now, and I had no idea if he was still hurt or how he was healing.
It was frustrating and childish.
Knock. Knock.
"Jacob ... " My voice trailed off, as I shook the door handle and it opened. I walked in carefully, hoping to sneak a peek at him.
I was met with dark, narrowed eyes and a half dressed Alpha with a body so perfectly chiseled that it looked like it had been kissed by God.
"Alpha." I bowed, giving him the greeting that we now all took on for his arrival. Everyone else normally did it, but not me. Things were different now.
His eyes shifted over my face and he kept getting dressed, as if I wasn't even there.
"You're an immature asshole." I called behind him. Jacob kept walking.
"Don't wait up. I think I'll finally try out that vamp."
That wasn't such a bad idea since my body was having those urges again. I'd cut back on the men since Jacob's arrival and it was starting to show. My eyes looked red and wired, my hands were shaking and my eyes kept losing focus throughout the day.
Now, I was in the shop with Sabine, a witch of the French Quarter, as who me another batch of serum. I had to inject it into my arm to stop the symptoms, either that or find someone to ease the pain.
"It's getting worse." I told her. "Look at me. I look old. I can't focus."
"You're stressed out. The Alpha being here has everyone on edge and they're taking it out on you." She answered. "Just because I can't help you doesn't mean that I don't know what's going on."
"Well Jacob being here has both severed my alliance and my bond with him."
"Why would it hurt your relationship … if you don't mind me asking?"
"This stays here Sabine." I paused. "Jacob hates vampires for personal reasons. I mean I'm programmed to dislike them and them me but they cost him the love of his life so … he got wind that something besides just talking was going on with me and a vampire and he flipped out. Hasn't talked to me since."
"And how does that make you feel?"
"Shrink much?" I smirked. "It's definitely put a damper on my sex life."
"How about this … why don't you hold onto this serum in case you can't find a release tonight and only use it in case of an emergency." She offered. "Look … just find someone strong that you can count on. Go out the vampire club. Find you someone exciting. Get your fix a few times a day and you'll be stronger than ever." Sabine gave me a small hug. "Take these too, for the road." She dumped a pair of shoes and bohemian-like turquoise dress in with the serum.
It was a pity that I could only trust her but so much.
Sabine's advice was solid. And simple. I just took what she said a little further and was very strategic in who I picked. In fact, I was with him right now, in his bed completely butt naked in the middle of the day in front of his very large windows.
See, the guy that I chose wasn't just any superhuman freak, but none other than one of Marcel's top men. I would've gone for Thierry had Sabine not been in a secret relationship with him, which I'd found out about and used as leverage to get her to agree to help me. Magic was still somewhat … taboo. The magic or death rule had gotten lax and you were now allowed to do some magic.
As long as it didn't violate the neutrality agreement the witches had signed to prevent a massacre of their clans. The secret with Sabine and Thierry was that their relationship was forbidden. None of Marcel's men could be with a witch. So I kept Sabine's secret and Sabine kept mine. It was the closest that I had to friendship outside of the pack after being here for so long. So Thierry, although a much better strategic choice than Diego, was a no go.
Even I have boundaries.
After a few minutes of foreplay, we got down to it, my body ready for some relief. It was my mind, however, which was working on overdrive and trying to figure out if I'd timed this right. I heard him before I smelled him and took the time to make sure that all eyes were on me.
Bouncing up and down, I worked Diego like crazy, turning my head the exact moment that I felt Marcel looking at us. I kept going. I kept looking at him as he watched my ass move up and down. It was driving him crazy and I knew it. The thought of his power spreading through me increased my need even more.
Diego wasn't even enough to call a warm-up. I waited for a while, until I'd successfully tired him, before pulling on my top, still braless and slipping on some jeans. I knew he could see how perky my nipples where through the thin white tank that I had on, and I didn't care. It served what I was trying to do.
"That could be you in there … anytime." I joked, my voice getting low and throaty.
"You don't quit do you?"
"Not until I get what I want." I swear we had a moment until I started talking again. "Look Marcel, whatever is going on I need you to stop cutting me out. Jacob being here doesn't change what I've built."
"Yeah … it does. It complicates things. It makes things difficult. People are scared. And scared people do stupid things that start wars. I don't want that. My men have suffered enough."
"Well, I could say the same thing about your secrets … the fiance. It's not exactly simple." I paused. "She's gorgeous by the way ... I didn't think that black women were your type given your history and all-"
"Don't turn this into something ugly." He threatened. Damn.
"Look, hear me out. I only want two things. Two things from you and that's it."
"I can't give you one of them but let's here the other."
"No, I don't want to sleep with you." I smiled. "But thanks for asking. Really … we need to come up with an agreement. You help me and I help you. We do it right and Jacob will be on his way, but as long as your guys keep attack-"
"Not my guys."
"Vampires keep attacking us, he'll stay and bring reinforcements." I rationalized. "And second, I'll respect your woman and your boundaries but I need fresh meat. Every night."
"Every night?" He raised his eyebrow, a little more than curious.
"Every night. And not some young buck like Diego." I sighed. "I need a real vampire that's older, experienced, someone who won't leave me wanting more." At this point I was totally flirting, but meant every word.
"What do I get out of this?"
"Me being nice and not causing anarchy amongst your men. You decide and ...I need him for tomorrow."
"That, I can arrange."
"And a shower? I can't keep causing trouble with my Alpha."
"Upstairs."
"I really wish you hadn't done that."
"Done what?" He wondered.
"Gotten engaged. I really wanted to taste you."
So, all it took was some spying and getting creative in order for me to get back on track. I had pep in my step and a glowing look at my golden brown, tanning skin. The Louisiana heat had changed me for the better.
I looked even more beautiful as my skin browned, or at least that's how I felt. I was so in my head, wearing this new outfit from Sabine which was flowy, almost sheer and I loved how sexy it made me feel. I was so into myself that I barely noticed when Jacob came behind me.
"Where have you been?"
"Sorry Alpha." God, I hated this submissive thing.
I'm glad I found you.
Come again?
You were right about me being immature. If you want to sleep around, that's none of my business. I don't like it because you deserve more than to be some guy's one night stand.
Okay, where is Jacob, the Alpha, and who are you? He smiled at me. God, those white teeth, those eyes, that body, that personality ... I hated him being nice to me right now. I was starting to want him.
Let's get something to eat and chat. I've got news.
It was then that I should've known something was up. Jacob was happy suddenly and all I could think of was that this was not a date, but it felt very date like. That was until he dropped the C bomb.
(A/N: Yes … an update. I pretty much just made this a Twilight, Originals crossover and sprinkled in a little bit of Vampire Diaries, which you'll see later. Not sure where this is going but I love me some Leah. -NL
I'm still updating: South of Nowhere, Leave the Lights On, My Last Breath, my Dark Matter stories and The Cullen Imprint/A Side of Lockwood ... After the Hurricane and False Self are still two of my faves!
