Author's Note: I'm sorry it took so long to get this one off the runway. I'm grateful for your patience and continued support. Anyway. . . This chapter will focus on Devin and Daniel meeting Kaleb and Kolbi. Enjoy, and as always, please read and review. Thank you!

Author's Note #2: There will be some slight twincest between Devin and Daniel in this chapter. If such activity is not your cup of tea, please do not read any further.

Rated M for violence, strong language, adult themes, and M/M/M love scenes

Disclaimer: The Twilight books and characters are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I own nothing except my OC's.

Unstable Elements

Chapter 2: New Friends

Devin was wandering down the beach with no particular destination in mind. The strategy-session portion of the afternoon had just ended and he'd started off, not really paying attention to whether or not Daniel was following him. There was so much on his mind and it was starting to give him a migraine. The cold air did nothing to ease the pain; if anything, it only made it worse.

The whole business with Embry and Seth's expanded imprint had brought a shitstorm of problems. First on the list was the imprint itself; while it was rare for two males to imprint on each other, it did happen. On the other hand, the expansion was a true first. When the elders had been informed of the situation, they'd scoured every legend down to the bare bedrock, trying to find anything that could explain it. Five months later, they hadn't found a thing.

Then yesterday morning, two vampires had shown up looking to destroy David and Tyson. The two red-eyes had been expecting an easy kill, but they had severely underestimated their opponents. In their impatience to complete their mission, they had missed two crucial bits of information: David and Tyson were much stronger than they'd anticipated and they'd missed the wolves entirely. Their ignorance on both counts had cost them dearly. Seth had bitten Mariah's arm off and David's little robo-scorpions had reduced Danny to a pile of dust in three minutes flat. All in all, it had been a short but impressive battle. Devin only wished he could've been there to see it.

And finally, the cherry on the disaster sundae: David and Tyson's maker was most likely heading for Forks to exact revenge on them for the death of his mate. The only thing the Cullens knew for sure was that it was going to happen sometime in the next few weeks. Alice wasn't able to pin it down to a specific day, so the packs and the Cullens would have to plan their defenses accordingly.

The way Jacob had explained the vampire pixie's gift, her visions were dependent on the outcome of people's decisions. If someone changed their plans at the last minute, the vision could change or even go completely blank. So this Rex bastard could surprise them even if they had enough warning. Devin still wasn't sure if he trusted the yellow-eyed vampires and their weird powers, but he was willing to defer to his Alpha's judgment in such matters. At least for the time being.

He growled and combed his fingers through his hair. All this thinking was overheating his brain and pissing him off. He kicked at a pebble with his bare foot and sent it flying a good thirty feet. It flew fast enough that it made a sharp cracking sound as it bounced off the cliff face and landed in the sand. The action did nothing to ease his frustration, so he kept on walking.

"You okay, bro?" Daniel asked. He'd caught up to Devin a couple of minutes ago, staying quiet and letting his brother brood. He could always tell when Devin needed silence; he also knew when to speak up. "You've been quiet for a while now."

"I know," Devin said. "Just needed to think."

"Need me to vamoose for a while?"

Devin considered it for a second, then shook his head. "No. It's nothing that I need privacy for." He stopped and turned to look at the ocean. "I was just thinking about all the shit that's happened since July."

"Ah." Daniel nodded to himself and hugged Devin from behind, wrapping his arms around his brother's waist. He tilted his head to look in Dev's ear.

Devin pulled his head away from Daniel's scrutiny. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

Daniel pulled back and smiled. "Just checking on the hamster that lives in your head," he said. "Sucker looks like it's passed out from running so much. You need to let it rest for a bit." He took another peek. "And the exercise wheel looks like it needs to be replaced."

Devin twisted his head around to scowl at his twin. After a second, his expression softened and he turned his head back around, resting it on Daniel's shoulder. He could never stay mad at his brother for long. He studied the cloudy sky as he tried to get his thoughts in the right order. Heavy thinking was never easy for him; it wasn't his strong suit, but he could do it when he had to.

For his part, Daniel stayed quiet and kept himself busy by rubbing Devin's stomach. Devin closed his eyes and gave himself over to the calming influence of his brother's hands. He didn't understand how Daniel was able to do it; it was as if he had some weird magic in his fingers.

After a few moments, he felt Daniel nuzzling his neck, sending a pleasant tingle through his body. He smiled and reached back, resting his hands on Daniel's thighs. He dug his nails into the tan skin just below the ragged edges of Daniel's cutoffs, earning himself a groan and a gentle nip on his jaw. He grinned and tilted his head a little to the left, exposing his neck to Daniel. "Please, Dani?" he asked.

Daniel smiled and granted the unspoken request. He licked along Devin's neck, starting just below the ear and stopping halfway down. He picked a spot and kissed it, then bit down hard enough to draw blood. Devin groaned and arched his back; the pain was sharp, but it felt so good. His only regret was that the mark would be gone the moment Daniel let go of him.

It felt like an eternity had passed when Daniel finally took his teeth out of Devin's skin. He lapped at the crescent-shaped marks and watched as they sealed themselves; then he nuzzled the spot and whispered, "If you want me to do anything else, we're gonna have to go to our special spot. This one is way too public."

Devin felt a stirring down below and he grinned. "Agreed. Race you," he said. He twisted free of Daniel's arms, gave him a gentle shove, and took off down the beach. He ignored his brother's squawk of mock outrage, laughing as he ran. He had a good head start on Daniel; he stopped next to the boulder that marked the boundary of their spot and was about to strip down when he noticed that the area was already occupied.

There were two naked boys making out on the beach.

Now Devin knew that he and Daniel weren't the only ones who knew about this place or used it for this specific purpose. But the odds of running into anyone here were so remote as to border on the improbable. Still, he didn't think it would be a good idea to get caught spying. So he ducked behind the boulder before they could spot him.

He risked a peek around the side and blushed when one of them let loose a soft moan. He licked his lips as he raked his eyes along their bodies. They were sleek and long-limbed, with well-defined muscles sliding beneath taut tan skin. Their waist-length hair was a rich shade of brown; one boy wore his in a ponytail while the other wore his in dozens of narrow braids. They were just so beautiful; he couldn't stop staring.

Devin became so engrossed in his voyeurism that he didn't even notice when Daniel came up to stand beside him. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt Daniel's hand on his shoulder.

"What you staring at?" Daniel asked. He turned his gaze toward where Devin was looking and his own eyes widened. "Wow. That's something you don't see every day."

"Unless you're us," Devin said. "Remember how we found David and Tyson back in July?"

Daniel looked around a bit and nodded. "Yep," he said. "In fact, I think we just passed the spot where they were screwing like bloodsucking rabbits." He angled his head to try and get a better view of the strangers' bodies. "They're kinda ripped, don't you think? Though it's kinda hard to tell from this angle."

Devin's response was a muffled "Hmmph." Stepping out from behind the boulder, he raised his voice and called out, "Hey, you two! Don't you know this isn't a nude beach? Where do you think you are, Brazil?"

The boys froze for a couple of seconds and then stood up, facing him and Daniel. Devin couldn't help noticing their half-aroused state and it took some effort for him to pull his eyes up to their faces. He was a little surprised to see that they were identical twins. He was about to rip into them when he got a good look at the boy with the braids. He was overwhelmed by a wave of warmth and certainty, along with a powerful magnetic pull that usually accompanied –

Oh God, no, he thought. PLEASE don't let it be what I think it is. He turned to Daniel to tell him what he thought had just happened, only to find him staring at the ponytailed boy. That was all he needed to see for him to know that it had happened to both of them. He waved a hand in front of his brother's face. Daniel blinked a couple of times and turned toward him.

"Did you just. . .?" Devin couldn't bring himself to finish the question, but they both knew how it would've ended.

"Uh-huh," Daniel said. "On the one with the ponytail. You?"

"Yeah," Devin replied. "The one with the braids. How long do you think it takes him to do all that?"

"No idea, but I'm pretty sure his brother helps him with it," Daniel said. "Why don't we go down and introduce ourselves?" He turned his gaze back to the boys, who were studying him and Devin just as intently. Devin could tell that Daniel was restraining himself, fighting the urge to just run down and sweep that one boy off his feet. Rrrrrr. . . Imprinting is such a bitch, he thought.

They made their way down to the beach, careful to keep from seeming too eager. Devin didn't know how he managed to hold himself back; he could feel the pull of his imprint tugging at his soul like the irresistible gravity of a black hole. He caught a whiff of the boys' scent; it was musky with a tinge of restrained lust under a thin layer of saltwater. They must have gone for a swim before their make-out session. How they weren't shaking themselves apart from shivering, he couldn't guess.

Devin and Daniel stopped three feet from the other boys. Devin couldn't think of a single thing to say; he was caught up in studying the braided boy's eyes. They were an unusual shade of grey, the kind that typically foretold a thunderstorm.

A couple of minutes passed and then the braided boy said, "So. . .you two gonna tell us your names or are you just gonna gape at us all night?" Devin almost swooned right then; the boy's voice was a low tenor with a noticeable Cajun accent. It was beautiful and vaguely familiar. Where had he heard that accent before?

"I apologize for my brother's behavior," Daniel said. "It's not often that we meet such a striking pair of guys. I'm sure he'd say the same, if he ever regains the power of speech." He grinned and then said, "I'm Daniel Redwind and this is my brother Devin. Who are you?"

"I'm Kolbi Bonheur and this is my brother Kaleb," the ponytailed boy said. "We didn't know there was anyone else around. The beach looked deserted, so we figured why not."

"We understand," Devin said. "Dani and I go skinnydipping here every chance we get. Hardly anybody visits this part of the beach." He didn't bother to stop himself from looking Kaleb up and down. He noticed the tattoo on Kaleb's chest, reached out one hand, and traced it with a fingertip for a few seconds. Kaleb's skin was warm, nearly as warm as Devin's. Something to ask about later, the wolf thought.

The grey-eyed boy smiled. "My, aren't you forward?" he asked. He looked at Kolbi and said, "I admire that in a man." He turned back to Devin and cocked one hip, making his equipment bounce a little. Devin gulped at the sight, the sound almost audible. Kaleb followed up with a small pelvic thrust and Devin nearly swallowed his tongue.

Daniel shook his head, unable to stifle a grin. Kaleb was really testing the outer limits of Dev's self-control; if he didn't stop his teasing, he was going to find himself pinned under a hundred and seventy-eight pounds of extremely horny werewolf.

He rested a hand on Devin's shoulder, silently cautioning his brother to restrain himself. He turned to face Kolbi and said, "Our friends are having a bonfire further up the beach. Plenty of food, drinks, and music. Maybe you'd like to join us?"

"We'd love to," Kolbi said. "Sounds like a good party. Just give us a minute to get dressed." He grabbed Kaleb by the arm and dragged him over to a pair of backpacks.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Devin turned to Daniel and asked, "You invited them to the bonfire? Are you nuts? You know that Sam and Jake called a strategy session for tonight. We can't just bring guests!"

"I know," Daniel said. "But once we tell Jake why we brought them, he'll be more lenient. He understands how imprinting works. He won't be mad. Besides, we already got the strategy part out of the way, remember?"

"Oh, yeah. I swear, my brain is made of Swiss cheese," Devin said. "How'd I forget that?" He noticed Kaleb bending over to get something out of his backpack and took a moment to admire the view.

Daniel couldn't have stopped the grin if he'd tried. "Maybe because you stopped thinking with your brain for a minute?" He snapped his fingers in front of Devin's face to get his attention. "Would you stop staring at him? He's gonna think you're a perv."

"Like you can keep your eyes off of Kolbi for more than two seconds," Devin said. "Besides, he didn't mind when I touched his tat." He watched Kaleb getting dressed in cutoffs and a sleeveless button-up shirt and nearly groaned as that beautiful ass was covered up.

"Believe me, I know how difficult it is," Daniel said. "We have to ease into it. We can't just spring it on them; they wouldn't believe it. We've got to be patient."

Easy for you to say, Devin thought. He was feeling some powerful urges, most of which involved pinning Kaleb down and fucking the living daylights out of him. But he knew Daniel was right. One wrong move and Kaleb and Kolbi might hightail it out of town. To lose their imprints to a moment of impulsive stupidity. . . He shuddered and hugged himself, trying to keep the thought from crushing him.

Daniel laid a hand on his shoulder and started rubbing it. "It's gonna be fine," he said. "We'll be patient and tell them when the time's right." He looked toward Kolbi, who was sliding his feet into a pair of worn Nikes with Velcro fasteners. The shoes looked as if they'd seen a lot of miles; Kaleb's sandals were in a similar state.

The Bonheurs finished dressing, hoisted their backpacks, and rejoined the Redwinds. Kolbi looked at Daniel and said, "Okay, we're ready. Lead the way."

"All right," Daniel said. "Right this way." He took Kolbi's hand and they headed off.

Kaleb turned to Devin and held out his hand. "Shall we?" he asked, his lips curled up in a small smile.

Devin returned the smile and laced his fingers with Kaleb's. "Yeah," he said. "We're really gonna have some fun tonight."

"I certainly hope so," Kaleb replied. He gave Devin a little smirk and a wink.

Devin's heart skipped a beat at the obvious subtext. He turned and started down the beach, tamping down the near-irresistible urge to take Kaleb right here and now. He had a feeling that the braided boy wouldn't stop him; in fact, Kaleb might actively encourage it. But this was neither the time nor the place for Devin to indulge his hormones. It was going to be a monumental test of his self-control.

God, Dani and I are in so much trouble, he thought.

He had no idea how right he was. On the other side of the treaty line, the trouble was only just getting started.

Author's Note: Another rush job. I hope it came out all right; it felt a little rushed in places. In any event, here it is. Enjoy and as always, please read and review. Thank you! :D