A/N: right, let's do this
Thanks for all the reviews I really appreciate all of them. I got a lot of interesting opinions on the whole top vs bottom Jacob thing for responses see bottom of the page.
There has been a change in plans. I am not going to discuss these plans with you right now, mostly because I'm an incorrigible tease, but also because I'm pretty sure you'll be able to see where I'm going with the story in this chapter.
If not… my bad. Hopefully I'll be able to clear up more in the upcoming chapters
However if you want a hint to start guessing; if I could rename this fic I would call it Hellfire. You know, Hunchback of Notre-dame with minister Frollo.
That being said Ephraim's bet with Edward will still have an impact on the story. Oh yeah and I remember a while back someone asking if there will be m-preg in this story the answer is yes, however it will not be Edward and Jacob getting pregnant at least not at first only later.
Usual apologies
Disclaimer: see previous chapter
"And you were so beautiful too, such a shame."
"Please let me go, I'll do anything!"
"Too late."
A scream and a sickening crack followed by an agonizingly slow rip before the girl's body and severed head landed on the ground with a sickening thud and Demetri could do nothing more than roll his eyes from his spot perched up on a nearby trash can in the middle of the alley way as Felix dusted himself off before giving a frown as he stared down at a speck of blood on his otherwise spotless silk shirt.
"That took longer than expected."
"It would have taken less time if you didn't insist on flirting with every pretty face we are meant to be hunting." Demetri said with a bored sigh as he threw a lighter at the other and Felix rolled his eyes in return when he caught it, "Just because I am technically dead does not mean that I should start behaving like it brother."
Demetri just chuckled as he watched Felix drag the other dead bodies lying nearby closer and put them in a pile before setting them on fire, the way they disposed of all of the vampires they were tasked to hunt after being found guilty of a crime against vampire kind.
This group specifically was found guilty of…
Guilty of… What did they do again?
"Felix, remind me why were sent to hunt the Mercury coven."
The larger vampire shrugged as he grabbed a severed arm he hadn't noticed earlier and threw it into the pyre. "Lord Aro never gave us a reason."
Demetri frowned a bit at that but in the end he just shrugged and leaned back against the wall with one leg pulled up on top of the trash can while the other dangled off of the side.
What does it matter either way? They must have done something wrong, broken some kind of law or done something that would lead to a threat against the Volturi empire, so there's no point in concerning himself with the how's or why's of the situation, they were a threat and the threat is now neutralized.
End of story.
Of course sometimes Demetri couldn't help but wonder from time to time and he'd let his mind wander into some unimportant vague little spaces. He'd question Aro's motives or actions when his reasons for doing certain things didn't seem immediately apparent to him, sometimes he'd even feel the slightest inkling of displeasure at the thought that maybe his lord's actions might be wrong or uncalled for. But those thoughts never stayed too long since he'd eventually just shrug it off. He's a member of the guard after all, a valued member of the guard so really he had no reason to question Aro or anyone else for that matter.
Part of him knew that it was Chelsea's influence that kept him so loyal to the Volturi, he isn't an idiot after all none of them are. But at the same time Demetri didn't particularly care. He preferred being a member of the Volturi to being a part of his old coven. After all Amun was superstitious and controlling and Demetri didn't have half as much freedom in with the Egyptian coven as he had with the Volturi, leaving them was a more conscious decision on Demetri's part and Chelsea actually had very little to do with that his choice. Now he was with the Volturi because of her influence yes but also because he honestly had no reason to leave.
'He's a good deal going for him so far' as the human's say, so why on earth would he want to leave?
Demetri stared into the bright flames of the pyre burning in front of them and let his hand rest on his perched knee. The smell was disgusting but after a few hundred years of being exposed to vampire executions it didn't really bother him much. Of course Felix wasn't of the same opinion
"Disgusting. To think that such a foul stench could come from such a pretty face, how disappointing." Demetri rolled his eyes at his coven mate for what had to be the hundredth time that night. He and Felix have been working together for more decades and it still never ceases to amaze him how the man could go from fawning over a beautiful face to ripping it apart mere moments later.
It was his vice, Felix had a weakness for pretty things, what's worse is the fact that he's a shameless flirt. Demetri had to put up with his less than subtle advances those first few years that he was working with the man, not that he held that kind of attraction towards his coven mate since Felix didn't really seem to have much of a taste for men but he did so enjoy getting under people's skin. Fortunately he never let that weakness get in the way of a hunt or an order given from Aro so they were never compromised in that way.
"You do realize that you would smell the same way if you were executed and burnt."
"It's a good thing that'll never happen then." Felix answered as he snatched up his jacket next to the tracker and pulled it in in one fluid movement and Demetri slid to the edge of the trash can as he spoke, "All the same, we should be getting back to Volterra."
"Come now brother, the night is still young and we're standing in the feeding epicenter of London England." Felix said stepping back with his arms stretched out to his sides before lowering them with a devilish smirk, "I'm sure we have just a few hours to enjoy the sights, take in the local scenery-"
"Seduce a few mortals?" Demetri asked with an arched brow as he hopped off the trash can and Felix's smirk stayed just the way it was, "If there's time."
Demetri gave a snort as he pulled his phone out of his pockets to check for any messages from Aro while Felix moved closer. "Aren't you tired of feeding on roman blood? Having the same familiar bodies warm your bed. I know I am."
Demetri looked up at that, "You aren't honestly thinking of bedding a human are you?"
"No of course not, a normal human would ever be able to survive a night with me." Demetri ignored the arrogance he heard at the last part as he just kept scrolling through his phone, "But there are other things we could indulge in so why not indulge?"
"Because it's a waste of time." The tracker said dryly as he shut off the phone's screen and slid it into his pocket and looked up to find the taller man standing there with an honest to goodness pout and he sighed, "What other pleasures could you possibly indulge in with a human besides feeding Felix?"
"I don't know. No one knows, the possibilities could be endless but for some reason no one has tried."
"Including you." Demetri said folding his arms across his chest with an incredulous look on his face, "Decades have gone by centuries and you only now decide to try and indulge in the humans. Honestly what has come over you?"
Felix shrugged, "Nothing I suppose I'm just bored. Restless and to be honest I've always wondered."
"Wondered what?"
"Remember when we were hunting the werewolves with Lord Caius, their skin was warm, incredibly hot in fact and they weren't all completely unattractive."
"So you wondered what it would be like to fuck one of them?" Demetri said bluntly and got nothing but another shrug in response, "Bestiality, really Felix? Why aren't I surprised?"
Felix rolled his eyes, "It was an idea."
"An idea lord Caius would have you executed for."
"I don't see how that matters since they've all been exterminated." Felix sighed, "My point is that I want to try something new, aren't you bored with doing the same thing over and over again without any change. It's been centuries brother you can't seriously be satisfied with things as they are."
"I'm satisfied with my place in the guard."
"I'm not talking about the guard." Felix growled out in exasperation, "I'm talking about everything else. Because, honestly Demetri, I am bored out of my mind, aren't you?"
Demetri just shook his head, "If you're so bored then why not take a mate? I'm sure that would keep you occupied."
Felix pulled a face, "I'm still much too young for that, besides who would I choose? The women in Volterra are terribly uninteresting and I don't want to bind myself to someone who'll just leave me feeling bored all over again once I lose interest in them."
"So you want to go looking for a mortal?"
"I want to try something new; we aren't due back for at least two more days so why not have some fun?"
Demetri gave a sigh as he shut his eyes for a moment and nodded his head against his better judgment, "Fine, but only because it would be best if we feed before entering the walls of Volterra."
Felix gave a wide grin, "Great. It'll be fantastic you'll see."
"It better be." Demetri said and the taller man just laughed as he led the way out of the alley as the embers from the pyre still burned brightly behind them.
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'This is so good'
Edward smiled as he watched the shifter sitting on the other side of the table, before frowning at the scent that was temporarily wrapped all around Jacob's form as he wolfed down his food, no pun intended.
For the moment Jacob was surrounded in Emmett's scent, due to the fact that Jacob didn't have any clothes of his own on him and he simply refused to go running around bloodsucker central in nothing but his birthday suit. But Jacob couldn't go home just yet and none of Edward's clothes fit so he was forced to borrow some of Emmett's clothing instead.
Emmett's clothes were still a little too big for him but, Jacob didn't mind too much. Even if he complained about how he'd be smelling like the undead for the next two weeks every five minutes in his head, he was just grateful to be wearing something since Edward's constant attention on him was making things uncomfortable enough already.
For his part Edward didn't like the fact that Jacob was wearing someone else's clothing and now basically smelled like he was mated with his brother, but he could both hear and sense Jacob's discomfort with his new surroundings, so he didn't say anything about it. After all, it's only temporary.
That's what Edward kept telling himself as the moments went by in order to stop himself from ordering the shifter to take those clothes off right fucking now or maybe even tearing them off himself, since he knew that probably wouldn't go down very well. Even if he could practically feel Emmett's scent sinking into Jacob's skin.
Edward bit back a sigh.
He hasn't told Jacob about the fact that the shifter was his mate yet. It didn't seem like quite the right time, what with Jacob coming to the sudden realization that his great grandfather sold him off to an ancient vampire before he was even born and as a result he would be forced to spend the rest of his life with said ancient vampire or at least within its immediate proximity at all times. He figured he should at least let Jacob get used to the idea of being around him first before springing the whole eternal mate of a parasite thing on him
From what Edward understood, Jacob knew about the deal that Ephraim made with the telepath all those years ago. Apparently that information has been passed down from one member of their family to the next since the alpha's death, in the event that the Cullens had returned to Forks sooner and someone else in Ephraim's blood line was meant to fulfill the bargain instead. At that moment Edward became immensely grateful for the fact that they returned to Forks when they did, cause if they'd returned earlier or later it might have made things decidedly more complicated.
So yeah, Jacob knew basics of what was going on but he didn't know everything.
Although he did seem to have quite the reaction to Edward's scent, it wasn't disgust the way that Jacob seemed to react to the rest of his family but comfort and relief. Jacob seemed to crumble apart when Edward got close and really didn't understand why. For the most part Jacob blamed the blood bond for screwing with his head and making his mind go all fuzzy at the leech's scent, but at the same time Edward kept catching glimpses of some kind of memory from Jacob's mind.
He saw flowers and a field, a deep blue sky and a man although he looked like Ephraim the first time he saw Jacob's thoughts, the figures face was now cast in shadows almost like Jacob couldn't really remember what he looked like and so Edward wasn't sure. But something about the memory had Jacob worried and confused, he didn't need Jasper's abilities to tell him that the emotion in Jacob's eyes was confusion. Although Jacob didn't really say anything either.
There was a slightly uncomfortable aura of silence that had fallen between them ever since Jasper and Emmett interrupted them.
Jacob was uncomfortable, he felt awkward about being in a house with what was meant to be his mortal enemy while at the same time struggling with the feelings he'd suddenly developed for said enemy, despite the fact that they'd only just met.
Jacob wasn't sure what to do or how to behave. Half of him wanted to be rude and tell the vampires off and get the hell out of there as soon as possible but the other half wanted to stay with Edward. To just talk to the vampire a little more and take in that scent that consistently made his brain malfunction.
Edward bit back a soft snort, pretending like he didn't catch Jacob glance up at him as he ate before his cheeks suddenly flushed with heat and he had to look away all over again.
'God, why does he have to sit there and just watch me eat? Why didn't I make that other vampire stay'
Other vampire referring to Esme.
Emmett and Rosalie went out into the woods to hunt after Carlisle decided that it might be best that Jacob at least get used to being in a house of vampires, before being introduced to the entire family all at once.
Translation; It might be best that Jacob have at least more than an hour awake before he's introduced to Rosalie.
The blonde had just rolled her eyes and huffed out a sigh as she left, saying something about letting Edward have some private time with his new pet.
Alice and Jasper were in the den, with the blonde reading a book and Alice already in full shopping mode as she went through countless magazines, trying to decide exactly how she'd dress her knew brother since she couldn't just use her sight on Jacob and figure it out that way.
Apparently Alice could see Jacob in her visions yes, but they were always foggy and they usually became even foggier whenever it seemed like one of the other wolves was involved. Carlisle was up stairs working on figuring out exactly why Alice couldn't see the shifters clearly and Esme disappeared out into the back yard as soon as she'd made Jacob something to eat and left him alone with Edward.
The motherly vampire seemed thrilled to finally have someone that she could cook for who could actually eat her food, especially since Jacob seemed to have such a big appetite as well. The telepath had to fight back against a grin when Esme suddenly barged into his room twenty minutes ago and dragged Jacob out into the dining room so he could eat while Jacob just followed on behind her with his cheeks stained red.
In any other circumstance Jacob probably wouldn't have let Esme come near him let alone take his arm and drag him around, but again Jacob was feeling beyond awkward and seemed to just be going along with it.
Thankfully, Jacob seemed to like Esme; Alice's bright bubbly personality disturbed him a bit but he was slowly warming up to her, Carlisle seemed alright and Jasper well… Jacob found Jasper to be somewhat creepy, so he didn't like Jasper but he certainly didn't dislike him either. Apparently the fact that Jasper was Alice's mate bought the blonde some extra points so Edward figured that they'd probably get along better in the future.
Hopefully things with Jacob will go just as well when he finally meets Emmett and Rosalie, although Edward is pretty sure they won't.
That time Edward couldn't help but sigh.
"So, uhm-" Edward blinked in surprise at the sound of Jacob's voice and looked up to see the shifter stare down at his sandwich for a moment, like it could help him form the words that he needed to say. Edward just waited patiently not saying a word, trying his hardest not to read the shifter's thoughts since he really didn't want to make Jacob feel any less comfortable than he already was. He's going to tell Jacob about his abilities, of course he is, just not yet. Jacob just gave a sheepish grin, "Want some?"
That's not what he wanted to ask, but Edward smiled all the same, "Oh no thanks, vampires don't eat food or drink anything really. A single sip of water is capable of making us sick for hours."
"Right," Jacob nodded, "So that part of the legends is true, you only drink blood?"
"Yes."
"Human blood."
Edward shifted in his seat a bit, "Most of our kind does, but my family, we only feed on animals. None of us would ever dream of touching a human."
'So he says' Jacob thought as he started picking at the fries on his plate and Edward resisted the urge to sigh yet again. Of course Edward understands that it'll take time before Jacob accepts him and what he is, but that didn't make the comments he heard from his mate's mind about his kind sting any less.
"What happens when you go out into the sun?" Jacob asked and his head gave a slight tilt and his eyes sparked with curiosity although Edward knew that still wasn't what he really wanted to ask, "Sam says that you can but you don't for some reason, does the sun make you weak or something?"
Edward inwardly cringed since that is one of the things that he hated most about vampirism that he really didn't want to talk about.
The sparkling.
Edward hated the way his skin would sparkle and gleam whenever it got hit by the rays of the sun, not only was it a glaringly obvious sign of how different he was from the rest of the human race but it was also, in his opinion, unbearably gaudy as well.
I mean honestly of all the defects that vampires could have had, they just have to sparkle in the sun. Edward would have preferred it if it was more like Bram Stoker's Dracula and they burst into flames when they went into the sun. Then again, bursting into flames probably would have made things a lot more difficult for them.
Still as Jacob waited for an answer Edward couldn't find it in him to answer directly so he just smiled and said, "Maybe we could go for a run and I'll show you what happens."
Jacob blinked in surprise, "A run?"
"Yes," Edward's smile grew a little more, "We could go hunting sometime. I hunt with my siblings sometimes but they can get a little annoying so I usually go on my own. But I wouldn't mind the company if you wanted to join me."
"Yeah, I don't know."
"Why not? You've hunted in your wolf form before right? Although I've never gone running with a shape shifter before, it could be fun."
Jacob let out a sigh, "The only thing I've chased down after phasing is a le-… vampire. It's hard for me to control myself when I'm like that sometimes so I really don't think that's a good idea."
'I don't want to hurt you.'
Edward frowned, "So you've never even eaten in your wolf form before?"
"No not really." Jacob shrugged, "I haven't really done anything like that, mostly just patrols with the pack. I only phased about two weeks ago."
"Really?"
"Yeah, there was a vampire that kept trespassing on the land, he wasn't like you guys though his eyes were red and he was wild, like he didn't have any control over himself. He came near my house, I phased and I killed him."
That last part was said quickly, with Jacob obviously straining to keep his voice as neutral and emotionless as possible but his eyes betrayed him and suddenly Edward remembered just how young Jacob is.
Much too young to be dealing with the things he's dealing with now and for a moment the telepath felt guilty for piling himself right on top of all the other problems that Jacob had. It really isn't fair.
"I'm sure you'll learn to control it eventually." Edward offered and Jacob gave a snort, "Maybe. Do you mind if I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Did he tell you why he did it? My great grandfather," Jacob cringed almost like he only just realized exactly how old Edward must be, 'Jesus, he's probably ancient' Edward resisted the urge to pout while Jacob just took a deep breath and finished, "Ephraim, did he tell you why he tied us together?"
There's the question he really wanted to ask.
Edward hesitated, he really didn't want to tell Jacob the truth just yet, somehow telling the Quileute boy that Edward got him in a whiskey drinking game seemed like a very very bad idea but he couldn't keep it a secret forever.
He'd find out eventually and Edward dreaded the idea of Emmett, Jasper, Alice or worst of all Rosalie telling him that their current situation was a product of a drunken bet. Not that either Edward or Ephraim were drunk at the time when they made the bet but still.
Jacob waited and Edward took a deep breath to brace for whatever reaction he'd get once he's said it when-
"The pack is here." Jasper said as he suddenly appeared in the archway leading to the dining room when Alice suddenly appeared beside him as well with a soft smile on her face.
'My my my, aren't we distracted today.'
Edward blinked in surprise when he realized that he'd been so focused on Jacob that he didn't hear the wolves coming or even catch their scent before sending his sister a glare making the pixie giggle with amusement. Jacob immediately got up from his seat and headed to the front door Edward followed but not too closely and he could hear Carlisle coming down the stairs behind them while Esme appeared from the back yard.
The moment they stepped outside onto the front porch, Edward was immensely grateful for the coverage that their home's location offered them since he didn't even want to think about what a human might do if they just happened to walk by right at that moment.
Sam suddenly appeared from the long line of trees in front of the house in his cut offs and Edward took a moment to pick the shifters minds. For the most part they were just confused and worried about Jacob; apparently something during their meeting with the council went well.
'At least he's still alive'
'For now'
'Do you think that Cullen would want to try and change him?'
No absolutely not, under no circumstances whatsoever.
Edward would never even dream of Jacob through that kind of pain and torment.
'It doesn't matter either way; the treaty says he can't even if he wants to'
'if he tries he dies.' Agreed, although that voice that spoke last seemed to be a little angrier than the others, Edward looked up just in time to see Jasper frown as he stared at the large silver wolf in the back before bringing his gaze over to Jacob.
'Jealousy?' This time it was Edward's turn to frown when Sam suddenly spoke drawing their attention.
"Jacob, are you alright?"
Jacob gave a snort, "What do you think?"
Edward rolled his eyes, Jacob flushed just a little. 'He's the only reason I still feel sane right now and I have no fucking clue why. Why does my life have to suck so bad?'
Sam just gave Jacob a sympathetic smile, "You can come home in a few hours. Billy says that the bond should be strong enough for you two to be apart by then, or at least enough for you to only have to see each other once a day."
"Seriously?"
"Well it's either that or you do something for the bond to get stronger so you don't have to see each other as much."
"And how would they do that?" Sam's eyes snapped over to Carlisle as he spoke and the alpha visibly took in a deep breath before he spoke, "They'd need to do an intimate act; either kiss or, well…"
'Fuck each other's brains out'
'Oh come on Leah!'
'I really didn't need that kind of visual'
'That's so gross!' The wolves started growling and yelping among themselves while the smaller grey wolf seemed much too amused for its own good. Jacob couldn't hear them the way Edward could but he understood the implication if that deep blush is anything to go by.
'Oh God, kill me now.'
Edward let out a chuckle Jacob looked up at him and glared before Sam spoke again.
"Either way the council's decided to adjust the terms of the treaty but it only goes as far as… Edward."
Alice's head gave a tilt, "Meaning?"
"Meaning he's the only one that's allowed to come onto our land, he can bring one of you along with him, but only one of you. If any of you try to cross the border alone, you die."
Jasper seemed to think this information over in his head and Alice just beamed since things were going great as far as she was concerned.
"The council has decided that Edward will be treated in the same way as an imprint." Jacobs' eyes went wide and he stared back at his alpha in shock, "But-… Sam-"
"You're bound to him Jacob; he might as well be your imprint." Sam sighed, "Look you don't have to fall in love with him, just stick close and play nice."
And just then Edward remembered how Ephraim had mentioned imprinting when they were together all those years ago and he couldn't help but ask, "What's an imprint?"
Much to his surprise, Jacob is the one that answered, although the way he spoke seemed a bit mechanical. Like he was just repeating something he'd read.
"An imprint is sacred in the eyes of the tribe. It's the wolf's other half… the one you're meant to spend the rest of your life with. When a wolf imprints, their entire world revolves around their imprinted and absolutely nothing else matters. A wolf can't exist without his imprinted and because of that the imprint is to be protected by the pack at all times."
"Exactly," Sam said as he raked a hand through his hair, "Jacob we'll be back to come get you later… Doctor Cullen, the treaty still applies to you and the rest of your children even if it doesn't apply to Edward."
"Of course." Carlisle smiled and Sam just nodded as he turned away. "Let's go."
'Later Jake.' A bright voice called just before Sam disappeared between the trees and the shifters followed.
"Well that went much better than I expected." Alice chirped and Carlisle just gave a snort as they went back inside the house, Jasper paused to stare at the shifter for a moment before looking up at Edward, 'He's confused, he wants you but he doesn't understand why. Just give him time Edward, he'll come around'
Edward bit back a sigh as watched his mate. Jacob was staring down at the porch beneath his feet with his arms wrapped tight around his waist as one word kept coming back to him over and over again, 'Imprint, my imprint does that mean… maybe-'
Jacob is confused and as much as it pains him to do it, Edward is willing to hold back and give Jacob some space so he could try and figure things out.
His waited this long after all; he can wait a little longer.
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Caius watched the two before him with mild amusement as they gave Aro their report of their last hunt. To the naked eye they looked quite composed, nothing seemed odd or out of place but of course a vampire could see so much more than just the superficial image before them. To the vampire eye they looked disheveled, their clothes didn't seem to fit quite right and they had light almost indiscernible marks on their skin, which would probably be healed and completely nonexistent in a few hours. And then of course there were the smells, most of which were human. There was blood, sweat and the strangely enough both male and female scents of lust and desire on them, not to mention the vampires own pheromones which indicated sexual activities which had taken place at least ten hours before.
Such scents weren't uncommon when hunting humans but there was much more than there was meant to be.
Obviously Felix and Demetri did more than just hunt down the Mercury coven before returning to Volterra, it's quite obvious that every vampire in the guard could smell that but Aro didn't pry as he asked them about their mission choosing to stick only to the details of the hunt and the information that the Mercury coven divulged to them before they were executed.
Caius listened as Demetri spoke but he wasn't really paying attention, such trivial little matters as executing a coven simply because they managed to anger Aro in some way may have been of interest to him but alas Caius didn't really care for such affairs. Yes, he's attracted to violence, bloodshed and war but this wasn't war. It was Aro proving a point of what would happen to any that defy him, which still might have been interesting if his brother had allowed him to go after the coven instead of Felix and Demetri. Not that they weren't worthy of taking on such a task, it's just that Caius prefers experiencing the violence and carnage of bloodshed himself to hearing about it.
He's a hands on type of guy, as the mortals like to say.
But alas it's been decades since the last war. The Romanian's have been keeping a low profile and there hasn't been a werewolf sighting in centuries and Caius was getting restless. All this passive behavior was starting to wear on him and he wasn't sure how much more he could take.
Of course they had executions right there within the walls of Volterra that he would conduct himself but it was never enough to scratch that itch.
The blonde glanced up at Aro, feeling anger and frustration bubble up inside of him but knowing that there was absolutely nothing that he could do about it, absolutely nothing he would do about it. Not that he wasn't capable but because he knew he wouldn't be able to. Not as long as that overwhelming sense of loyalty continued to burn deeply in his veins and that thought irked him.
Caius is aware of the fact that his loyalty towards Aro and the guard was Chelsea's doing, he isn't so stupid that he wouldn't know when his thoughts and emotions were being meddled with. But he also knew that as long as Chelsea kept using that ability against him he wouldn't be able to do a thing about it.
Annoying little wench, the only thing saving her from death is the fact that killing her would earn displeasure from Aro and the loyalty he felt towards both him and the Volturi didn't allow for such actions.
So instead Caius turned his attention back on Felix and Demetri and a feeling of slight envy rose up in him. Aro sent them out on most of the hunts and executions he needed to have done although that was hardly the war that Caius craved, at least it was something. The blonde resisted the urge to give a snort at the scents he could still smell all over the two.
Attempting such things with mere mortals, the notion was ridiculous. Mortals are too weak, too frail to withstand a vampire's strength however Caius could admit that there was something appealing about mating a human. It was their warmth, Caius knew this. that warmth that poured from every drop of blood that rushed through their veins. That's what attracted them to the humans. They are cold after all so the quest for warmth wasn't all that odd.
But Caius also knew that human warmth was actually quite inferior when compared to the warmth of other creatures. Werewolves to be more precise, and at that thought Caius had to fight back against the urge to shut his eyes and moan.
Anthenodora didn't know of all the things he did when he was hunting the wolves. She knew of the killings and the executions but she didn't know everything and quite frankly she had no reason to know. His dear sweet mate had no reason to know of all the depravities and sins he committed in those years that he sought to destroy the wolves.
Even Demetri and Felix were left blissfully unaware since he made sure that they remained none the wiser, of course Aro knew but again he didn't pry. Aro tended to allow those in his service to take part in whatever pleasures they desired to take part in so long as they didn't threaten the Volturi Empire.
But Caius remembers a hunt, it was one of the last ones he had in the extermination of the wolves. Among those beasts that he took such joy in destroying was a young man with raven hair, his eyes were wild and full of defiance and life and his skin burned with warmth so intense it was like touching solid fire. The boy managed to escape him a few times during those months and that fact infuriated Caius until he caught the boy one night in the absence of the full moon. The excitement joy he felt at finally capturing the beast overruled all rational and civilized thought and Caius slipped, he made a mistake.
He allowed the boy to seduce him to use the inherent vampire weakness of body heat against him and managed to escape Caius yet again, but not before the blonde got a taste of what the boy had to offer to indulge in that heat and feel it burn into his skin and sear right down to his very core. And suddenly Caius wanted more, he needed more.
So it turned into a little game, an arrangement of sorts between them. The boy would let Caius indulge in his heat, use his body however he wanted and then he'd be allowed to escape until the next time that Caius found him again. Unlike humans the wolf didn't crack or break or even bruise for too long, Caius could use his strength his full strength without even giving a second thought to the harms he might be causing to the living creature in his arms, he never had to worry about making the boy's heart stop.
This little game went on for months, with Caius killing any other wolves he found along the way until one night when it all came to an end. They'd found all the wolves, leaving the boy as the only one left to kill and so Caius really had no choice, but instead of tearing him apart and setting his corpse on fire Caius fed off of him.
He drank slowly from the vein in the boy's neck marveling at the searing heat that burned down his throat and the addictive taste of blood that wasn't completely human but not quite the same as animal blood either until there was nothing left and the boy was dead.
Centuries ago but Caius could still taste it, still feel the wolf's heat burning through his skin and driving him insane with lust, compared to that human blood was nothing.
But alas there hasn't been another werewolf sighting in centuries so Caius had forced those urges back to the deepest recesses of his mind and contented himself with the privileges that Volterra had to offer.
What other option does he have?
"You've done well," Aro started with a slight smile the one he used to praise all of his underlings in a way that said, 'thank you for doing my meaningless dirty work which makes no real impact to my reign' Caius resisted the urge to laugh at the thought as Aro finished, "However I have a new mission I would like you to undertake."
Oh? Caius sat up a little at that, maybe this could be something of interest.
"I want you to find the Olympic coven and make sure they are adhering to our laws as they should be."
And at that the blonde almost immediately sank back into his seat.
Of course, the Cullens. Caius can never understand this ridiculous obsession his brother seemed to have with the coven. Granted it had great talent, talent that would rightly be very useful to the guard but they weren't so talented that Aro absolutely had to have them. Then again Aro had never wanted Carlisle to leave the Volturi he saw potential in the man but alas he left before Aro could get Chelsea's influence on him and he was lost forever.
Still, they had no interest in joining them and they probably never would. It would be better if they just rid themselves of the Olympic coven and were done with it, but Aro was stubborn so Caius' insistent suggestions always went ignored. So instead of sharing his thoughts on the matter, Caius just watched as Aro dismissed the two and let his thoughts wander as the next two came to deliver news on their assignment.
He thought of dark skin and wild defiant eyes.
Raven hair and intoxicating blood that burned with the promise of pleasures so intense that they could enslave any that were fortunate enough to experience them.
He thought of the unbreakable warmth and heat and lust and as thoughts took over his mind he cared for nothing else.
A/N: yeah
So anywho as for the reviews yeah I get it, Jacob is an alpha so it makes sense for him to be the more dominant partner but for me I need a little more than he's an alpha for it to count as a valid reason as to why the guy should top. The way I look at it is like this; if Edward wasn't a vampire and Jacob wasn't a werewolf and you take absolutely nothing other than their core personality traits into consideration, how would it work then. Cause for me Jacob always seemed like a really sweet guy that just got a raw deal with Bella and the whole shape shifter thing. While Edward is kinda I dunno save me from myself hopeless romantic right, with a bit of a possessive edge to him. Jealous tendencies, kinda spoilt, more mature however his maturity is more broody than anything else. But more than that think of it in a more real life context non-vampire Edward and non-werewolf Jacob are together who's more likely to take the lead in the physical aspect of their relationship and don't just think of it in terms of actual physics. Because believe me there are ways to consummate a relationship regardless of what size anyone is.
For references see… O.K let's just say I've seen enough porn and read enough yaoi manga to understand that size really doesn't mean much
And I just admitted that I've seen porn *face palm followed by sigh*
I'm not taking that back though cause I needed to make a point and it's totally true.
But I mean, still, that's just me and I have read some fantastic bottom Edward top Jacob fanfics, that just isn't my style. We're all entitled to our own opinions and I actually enjoyed the reviews on the last chapter its good getting different points of view. So tell me who do you prefer to top and why, if you want to.
As for the story, I want to do something with Felix but I honestly have no idea who to pair him up with. There are going to be a lot of shifter/vampire pairings in this-excluding Rosalie, Jasper, Alice, Emmett, Carlisle and Esme of course-so I'm not sure if I want to go that exact same route with him.
I was thinking Eric, just cause why the fuck not plus the guy barely gets any love from the movies, books or fanfics, but for the most part I'm not sure.
Maybe Quil… I dunno
Oh and P.S; for those of you who are interested I wrote another vampire story and put it on my archive of our own account. I didn't put it on fanfiction dot net cause there's nowhere to put it since it is an original work, I based it on a bunch of guys I know. It's part of a series called Twenty year thirst: The first one which is the main story is called Vampire pet and the other two are side stories to the main one and their called Possession and House of wolves. I'm not putting House of Wolves up just yet, there's a whole threesome thing going on and a lot of pure vampire politics I need to work through so not sure when that'll be finished. Anyway, check it out if you're up for it. My profile name on ao3 is still FrankieQuinn13
