Note: Just for my sanity some of the characters ages will be different than SM's, I'll clarify as the story goes along since it's not super important yet.

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Day3: War Declaration

Leah seemed to be right back in her favorite spot; it was like the dream from last night had been on pause waiting for her to press play as soon as she closed her eyes.

"Right where we left off my future mate I knew you wouldn't leave me for long." Jake grinned as he moved his head from between her thighs and locked his intense gaze on her. He moved her hair of out her face, the only touch he was willing to give her in this dream it seemed. "Come for me Leah. You were so close for me. I know you can do it." He encouraged returning to his position where he was front and center of her spread legs.

Leah began to move her fingers in the same sync as if she never left her dream yesterday. Her body was already on edge she just needed a little bit more. But Jake refused to touch her, he just spoke in that breathy deep Alpha tone voice that was making her want to submit her neck to him.

One of his long, thick fingers barely brushed her core teasingly causing her to shutter violently. "Come right now…" he breathed.

"J-Jake..." The tremors rolled over her in waves, until at last she lay limp and satisfied, feeling the final ripples of ecstasy on her fingers. Belatedly, she realized that he was still nesting on her inner thigh watching her every movement. Several seconds passed before she pulled him until he was looking up at her, too exhausted to feel embarrassed or prudish.

"Perfect," Jake said, breathing hard. By the tone of his voice, he hadn't found his own release. "That was absolutely, unbelievably, beautiful and perfect."

"Can I watch you?" she blurted before common sense intervened.

She opened her eyes when he grabbed her limp wrist in his large warm hand spreading her fingers and placed each wet juiced finger in his mouth. Leah gasped and shivered slightly until he was done.

"Yes," he said without any hesitation whatsoever. He kissed her ring finger before placing it down on flat stomach. He moved away from her in a flash going to a tree directly across from her. He was far enough away that had she been normal she wouldn't have been able to see him but close enough so they could still hear one another.

Feeling the first signs of renewed energy, she wiped her fingers, and then she sat up so she could focus just on him. The moon haloed him with soft light where he sat leaning against the large tree. His eyes were trained on her, before they lowered and he slowly rested his head back. Leah leaned on her knees and hands so she could see him better.

She remembered he had all his clothes removed last time. But now he was wearing a stark white shirt with a tie and black trousers. The shirt had been unbuttoned, the tie skewed and the zipper of his trousers was undone. His long, thick, erection thrust upward in his solid grip. At the base of his thick stalk, his testicles looked bulbous and tight. Leah licked her lips in anticipation, like a drug addict about to finally get her fix.

"Hmmm, yes," she murmured as he watched his hand stroke his length with a familiar touch, the soft hush sounds of his shirt marking the movements.

With eyes shut, he spoke, "Are you watching?"

Hell yes! She thought to herself before she said out loud. "Nice grip. Impressive."

His panting was getting harder, his strokes becoming faster. "Come closer babe."

Leah stood and moved as fast as she could to get to him. "Did you masturbate when you read my journal?" she whispered as she stood over him.

He licked his lips, the sound becoming intimate as she bent down on her knees to watch him. "Yes." He hissed.

Leah could see the pre-cum gleaming at the tip of his penis and she swallowed, wondering if she'd truly ever admired a penis before.

"You're so thick...and long," she admitted, hearing his groan as he worked his long-fingered hand over his cock, back and forth, back and forth.

"Just wait until I'm inside you." His reply was more of a hiss as he stroked himself twice more, barely holding back the shudder that sent his white ejaculation squirting in the air, landing mostly on his tie she knew he would never wear outside of the dream.

His grunts sounded like half-bitten words. When his hand finally rested, he breathed a tremulous sigh. She felt it even though she wasn't touching him.

"Thank you my future mate…" He lifted his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

"No… thank you," she whispered. "For that… and…" she paused for a second. "… saving me…"

After hearing her alarm go off Leah sits up with all of her senses on high alert. Surprisingly her fitted sheet remained intact on her bed, the other sheet is still covering her from her breast down and her pillows are still behind her.

When the hell are these dreams going to stop?

She knew in her dreams she wanted Jacob Black but did she really want him outside of that? Or was she just lonely? Or was it something else completely different?

The real-like dreams hadn't started until after the new born war and she didn't know what they meant or what to make of them. She thought maybe she should talk to Billy or Old Quil since they always seemed to know the answers to weird things like that.

But then how would she start that conversation. She couldn't imagine herself walking up to Billy randomly saying: So, I have a 'friend' who's been having strange dreams…

The old man would just laugh at her and call it just what it was, a dream unless she mentioned it was her dream and it involved his son. Leah knew since both of them were wolves it had to mean something, especially after Jake seemed to be pestering her about being 'friends' with him. She still didn't know how she was supposed to take that. And the more she thought about it, telling anyone specifically Billy sounded like a really bad idea.

She had to admit though that she did like kissing the kid, alot more than she wanted to acknowledge. But it was true, he was a pretty good kisser. How Bella could give up something like that for a cold one, she had no idea. She hadn't come up with any rules yet to what their newly found friendship would entail she just hoped it didn't come back to bite her in the ass.

Leah shakes her head before throwing the sheet off her and getting up. Thinking about it wasn't solving anything, just driving her insane with even more questions she knew she didn't have the answer to. She walks to her bathroom not bothering to glance in the mirror at how she looks before she hops in the shower. She didn't worry about putting on clothes last night because she knew the summer heat mixed with her own body warmth would just cause her to take it off as she slept.

After showering, washing her face and brushing her teeth. Leah pulls out a rubber band for her hair. She pulls her hair into a ponytail, then she puts on a clean pair of panties, her denim shorts and one of Seth's old dark red t-shirts. After tugging on her black tennis shoes she walks down the steps, towards the kitchen.

The house is empty until she hears Seth open the back door stepping in with a bag in his hand.

"Hey sis." He grins walking towards her after shutting the door.

"Hey, what's in the bag?" she nods her head at it while she leans against one of the pushed in chairs at the table.

Seth lifts the black bag before swinging it in front of her face enticingly. "Cookie dough ice cream, your favorite."

She takes a glimpse at the bag with a mixture of fascination and grim curiosity before returning her attention to her baby brother. "What's the catch?"

Seth winces before scratching the back of his neck nervously. "I was hoping you weren't going to ask me about that."

Immediately Leah tenses knowing after his statement the information would either piss her off or upset her. But she relaxes for Seth's benefit.

"Just tell me squirt." She touches his cheek gently to let him know that it's okay. For as long as she lived she would forever have a soft spot in her heart for her baby brother, because through everything he had always been there for her. Even when she was the worst person to be around if there was anyone she could always count on it was Seth.

Seth sighs heavily before speaking, "Mom invited Bella and Charlie Swan for dinner tomorrow night." Seth places the bag on the table as he folds his arms over his chest.

Sue knew how much Leah did not like that she was now seeing Charlie Swan, especially after just burying her father less than a few months ago. Leah was very protective over the very small immediate family she had left. And her mother seeing a new guy, her father's supposed best friend no less, didn't sit well with Leah. Leah didn't know much about Charlie but she didn't like him yet, and she didn't know if she ever would. Leah didn't even want to get started on her thoughts about Bella. But after Jake's moping and thoughts on the plain girl Leah didn't care for her either.

"So?" Leah shrugs as if it doesn't bother her. "I'll just say I have patr—" Leah starts.

Seth puts up his hand. "She figured you would say something like that, so Sam was called to make sure you didn't actually have patrol…" he looks out the window towards the forest for a second as if he hears something. "We both have to be there and mom has thought of everything including every excuse. So there is no getting out of it."

"Everything, everything?" Leah asks raising her eyebrow.

"When I say everything, I mean everything. Think about it…" he says watching Leah's facial expressions which took on the look of confusion after he told her to 'think about it'. After a few moments of silence Seth says. "I'm telling you instead of mom." Seth frowns.

Leah shook her head. She loved her mom, really she did but the woman used Leah's weaknesses against her all the time. Everyone knew Leah had a huge sweet tooth so the ice cream was obviously a peace offering. Leah had to give props to her mom for convincing Seth to tell Leah about what would be the most awkward dinner in their lives.

"Ma didn't say anything about me holding my tongue right?" Leah smiles darkly.

"No, I think that's the only thing she didn't think of." Seth laughs. "Do we need to hide the knives?"

"I remember someone mentioning that Bella is afraid of me. And the Chief doesn't do so hot with emotions." Leah says as she shakes her head. "So I'll just have fun playing with that while mom isn't paying attention…" Leah scrunches her nose before she continues to speak. "I do wonder though, how did mom convince you to tell me?" Leah asks.

"New Xbox game I been talking about." Seth grins before he begins patting his himself down with a surprised expression on his face. Then he breaks out into that huge smile flashing his white teeth as he says. "I say it was worth it since I'm still alive."

Leah scoffs feigning shock as she grabs the bag on the table. "I wouldn't hurt a fly."

"Yeah tell that to someone who hasn't lived with you for sixteen years." Seth laughs for a second before really looking down at her face.

Leah was pretty tall for a girl but every single one of the wolf boys were bigger and taller than her by a good two to three inches if not more.

"Whatever baby brother." Leah sticks her tongue out at him.

"Sometimes I forget that you're nineteen sis." He chuckles when she tugs on his ear playfully. "Anyways you are okay right?" Seth questions cautiously as his light brown eyes scrutinize her.

She knew her brother well enough to know he included yesterday in that question. Thinking of yesterday Leah bites down on the inside of her cheek angrily. She didn't want to talk about it now, knowing that it would be brought back up within a day or so especially since she made Emily cry again. So Leah nods placing a half smile on her face even though she's far from happy.

"Thanks for telling me squirt." She ruffles his short hair before kissing his cheek so she can get out of the house.

"Ew sister drool." He wipes it off like he always does but he's smiling so Leah doesn't care.

She walks out the back door, closing it behind her as she takes in the smell of the forest feeling the heat of the sun on her skin. In order to clear her mind of all thoughts she knew she still didn't have the answer to yet, Leah planned to eat her ice cream and think of all the ways to make both Charlie and Bella Swan squirm at dinner the next day.

Jake is patrolling with his best friends Embry and Quil. Jake is finishing up on the western trail about to head home. While Quil is on the east and Embry is on the north path too busy laughing at Quil to really pay attention to what he is supposed to be doing. Jake's mind seemed to be all over the place the only good thing is that he was really good at hiding his thoughts so his friends weren't the wiser.

Jake recalls his dreams from the night before making sure that his mind was closed off to his pack. He finally got Leah to say thank you for saving her. But would she ever say it to his face? Probably not, it was wishful thinking it seemed. But he wondered what it meant when he kept calling her 'his future mate'. And in his dreams she seemed way nicer, always willing to submit to him. He loved that side of her. Was it always going to be just a dream? Or could it possibly be more than that? The plus of dreaming of Leah and hanging out with her seemed to help him not think of Bella. Even if he didn't understand that part he was glad for it. He was tired of moping, he just wanted to live his life as normal as possible.

Jake shook his head tuning in towards the last part of Embry's sentence.

"—and so the woman just barfs all over Quil while he's trying to spit what he likes to call 'game'." Embry falls on the ground and begins kicking his paws in the air with his tongue hanging out as he laughs.

"Shut up Em." Quil growls out in warning as he puts his nose back low to the ground to sniff the eastern trail he had been on for the past ten minutes.

"No this is payback for pushing me down the stairs at the library…Jake look at this." Embry turns over on his belly laying his head on his paws as he begins to playback how Quil walked up to a woman that was clearly out of Quil's age range by a good twenty years or maybe it was thirty years. Jake couldn't tell with all the makeup she had caked on her face but Jake knew for sure the woman wasn't from the reservation. Her black leather dress was too short to be age appropriate as she had to pull it down a few times as she stood at the bar. Her dyed fire engine red hair was down her back, blood red lips, turned up nose, and dark eyes were like slits…

Jake shook out his russet fur not being able to take anymore, "Ugh, Em bro just stop please…" Jake didn't know if he could throw up in wolf form but he was pretty close to it the more Embry remembered about the woman. "Quil you're sick bro that's all I'm sayin on that."

"Man that was a total goof!" Quil's thoughts weren't making the view or the memory of the woman any better. "When I get over to where you're at Call. It's on!"

"Like donkey Kong?" Embry began spilling into laughter again. "Don't get mad at me because you were too wasted to know you were talking to someone old enough as Old Lady Jenkins down the street. You forget we aren't legal yet. And even if we were I don't know many people who would still want to hit that."

Embry is too busy huffing out in laughter to see Quil's large dark brown form hiding in the bushes close to him.

"Alright guys I'm out." Jake says as he finally sees his house come into view and Collin phases in to take his place.

Collin doesn't seem too happy about leaving his mom's freshly baked apple pie home with Brady. Because he knows that neither Brady nor said pie will be there by the time he finishes patrolling. He sulks as he trots through the northern trail. "This is so bor-ing when do we ever get a sniff of anything new?"

"Never." Quil rolls his eyes and that just makes Embry laugh even harder, he still hasn't realized that Quil is a good twenty feet away from him now just facing the opposite way.

"We'll be at the garage tomorrow to work on that engine." Quil thinks because Embry is still chuckling as he rolls in the dirt and fallen leaves. Quil grins wolfishly letting his tongue dangle out of his mouth as he turns to face Embry's gray with black spotted form. Jake shakes his giant russet head knowing where this is headed.

When Quil jumps on Embry's back causing a not so manly squeal to come out of Embry, Jacob let the tremors go through him to phase back into his human form as he laughs. His pack brothers were always fighting with one another but no one ever got hurt so Jake knew they would be fine.

Patrolling wasn't as bad as the other guys made it out to be. Jake was just over going through the same spots day after day not finding anything. Sam's compulsive 'must check if everything is clear on the hour every hour' thing was driving the whole pack insane. Something had to give.

Jake pulls on his shorts before walking out of the forest. He gets a whiff of Leah's scent and immediately his heart speeds up. He hadn't come up with any rules yet and she wanted her journal back which was still in the same spot on the middle of his bed. If she had been in his room she would have it back in her possession again and he really didn't want that. He liked knowing her thoughts even if they were from the past, it gave him access to where her head seemed to be at.

He walks through the back door letting it slam behind him as he stands in the washer room taking in the scents of the house. Jake already knew his dad wasn't home because Jake had taken him to the Council Center early that morning, but he had to make sure. The only recent scent seemed to be Leah's so he stopped by his room first seeing her royal blue journal with sharpie doodles all over it, lying where he left it. He grabs it and places it between his bedroom wall and his bed. Then he closes his door before following Leah's scent to the kitchen.

She had her legs swinging as she sat on the kitchen counter by the refrigerator, using one of his spoons to eat her small tub of ice cream. She knew he was standing there but she still hadn't moved from her position pretending to ignore him instead as she hummed. As always she's wearing shorts and a t-shirt, something most girls couldn't pull off but with her flawless skin it worked perfectly for her. Jake admires how beautiful her face looks when she isn't scowling. He knows the stunning smooth serene expression won't last long as soon as he opens his mouth but he can't help himself.

"What's with you and ice cream Clearwater?" Jake raises his eyebrow as he leans against the refrigerator.

"None ya, Black." She shrugs, throwing the spoon in the sink, then she places the top back on the empty carton and aims for the trashcan. It spins on the metal rim before landing in. "She shoots and she scores." She smiles before she tilts her head to look at him curiously. "You know... I can't figure you out. This new you that is..."

"Me? I shoot straight as an arrow you on the other hand…" Jake trails off when she growls lowly as he moves closer to her left leg. So he tries to change up tactics. "What would you like to know?"

"Why do you want to be 'friends' now?" she put her fingers up as quotations when she said the word friends.

"Real friends Clearwater stop the quotation stuff." He clenches his jaw before continuing, "And I guess I like to be daring." Jake smirks.

"Really Black, that doesn't sound too believable." she huffs as she rolls her eyes.

"In other words I'm not afraid of you." Jake retorts standing a few feet away in front of her. Her mouth falls opens for a second.

"You should be." She half smiles as she jumps off the counter onto the floor soundlessly. He hadn't realized each time they made another remark that they were getting closer and closer to one another. Nor did he care. He wanted her way more than he did in his dreams, they had to mean something since they were having the same exact dreams with a few words changed here and there.

"An idle threat, Clearwater." He leans in closer, his torso connecting with hers, their tummies melding as he moves them closer to the table he had eaten his Rice Krispies cereal at a few hours before.

He could feel her heat, could smell her delicious scent underlying with the soap that she showered with. She smelled better than any dream he had ever had of her. And even though her words pushed him away her body always pulled him back.

"I want my journal back." She says narrowing her eyes at him but she still hadn't moved away from the humming sensation they were creating by being so close to one another.

"You'll get it back in due time. I already know what's in it so what does it matter?" Jake snorts with derision.

"It's the principle of the matter! And it's mine!" she raises her hand. Jake wondered why that always seemed to be her first reaction with him. And he knew her palm to his face would hurt like a bitch if she finally did achieve slapping him.

Jake catches her hand just before it meets his face and eases her down on table with both her wrists in his grip. "You really need to stop that." He hovers over her forcing her to stretch out on her back. Jake didn't care if his father came into the house at that moment, he needed more contact.

"One day I'll get you." Leah couldn't figure out how she had landed in such a shocking situation, or why she had allowed him to wrangle her into it. More surprisingly, she had no wish to wrestle away. Her mind seemed to be screaming for her to fight and flee, but her body declined to obey any commands. It was delighted to remain where it was, as if comprehending that whatever was about to transpire was something she needed very much.

"Not today it seems," He came closer still, his lips a mere inches from hers, her warm breath flowing across his cheek. Somehow, he had wedged himself between her legs.

Her thighs welcomed the placement and spread of their own accord, so that he could step in and be as close to her as possible. "Shut up Black."

The contact exhilarates him, as she sat up attempting to pull her legs together, to force him away, but he remained lodged tight, and her struggles were pointless.

"You're so determined to keep this from happening." He says looking directly at her juicy lips. He could spend forever kissing her if needed. And he really wanted to but Leah wasn't having it.

"Well, I came here to talk and you can't behave yourself, so I'm simply encouraging you to remember what's at stake."

"That being?"

She opens her mouth and shuts it not being able to come up with anything causing Jake to smirk. "Do you know what I think Clearwater?"

She swallowed "No, what?"

"You're lonely."

"Hah! My life is very rewarding." She lies smoothly. Jake could see right through the wall she placed up. But she continues to talk, "And I'm positive your recent annoyance in my life has nothing to do with the lack of excitement in your own." Leah says sarcastically while waving her hand in his face causing her scent to waft more into his nose.

Jake opens his mouth to give response but he pauses as he hears tires squeaking in his driveway. They both turn their heads towards the car coming into the driveway even though the front door is closed and the curtains are blocking the view out the window. It sounded like his dad had gotten a ride from Quil's mom, Joy Ateara. Jake steps back from Leah allowing her to get up from the table.

She looks at him, "I'm going out your window. I don't feel like dealing with your old man's optimism, I get enough of that from my brother." Leah shakes her head before walking out the kitchen.

Jake follows behind her watching the way her hips sway as she pushes open his door walking in without asking. Jake closes his door after he walks in and watches when she climbs on his bed pulling open his window.

"Wait we hardly got anything answered." Jake says as she sits down on the widow sill looking down at the side of his bed for a second before she answers.

"I came here knowing your dad wasn't here...and I allowed you to touch me." she says pointedly as she sticks her right leg out the window. "that should give you your answer. Use that head of yours Black or you'll be missing out on alot." she pointed to the side of her head twice with her index and middle finger, as she bent her left leg so she could jump out the window. When she hopped out the window she disappeared for a second before she popped up and turned towards him. "The rules we'll come up with as we go along. Since I can't think of any besides not letting any of the pack know. Especially Sam."

"Fuck Sam. Fuck rules." Jake growls.

Leah rolls her eyes, "And people say I'm over dramatic..."

Jake watches as she crooks her index finger for him to come to her as he hears his dad calling his name from the front door, probably to see if he was home yet. Jake ignores his dad for a moment, he would be there after Jake was done with Leah.

Jake moves on top of his bed without second thought. For a moment he thought she was going to try and hit him again. Instead she moves her warm soft hand behind his neck and pulls his head towards her. She kisses him slowly as she tugs on the back of his hair to get him to kiss her back. When she began pulling his bottom lip into her mouth Jake immediately caved into the kiss reveling in the static of energy that began to flow through their bodies. The ice cream she had mixed in with the hint of mint was absolutely scrumptious when her tongue dueled with his. She stood on the tip of her toes to get closer to him.

After a few seconds she pulls away smiling brightly, "One point for me." she mutters with her left hand behind her back.

Jake was about to ask what she meant but he hadn't seen her smile like that... ever. He only saw it in Sam and Seth's memories when they patrolled together or pictures at the Clearwater home. He knew he had to get her to smile like more often.

"So we're friends now?" he asks.

"Something like that." she shrugs backing away still hiding her left hand from his view. "Anything to get these dreams to stop."

Jake wanted to ask more about the dreams because he had a load of questions that she might have been able to clear up, but his dad continued to call his name.

Jake turns towards his dad's voice that was getting closer to his room."Jacob?"

"Yeah dad," Jake responds irritably turning back towards the empty open window. Leah had left that quickly and after Jake glances at the side of his bed where he had left her journal he now knew what that stupid 'one point for me' meant. He checks just to make sure that it hadn't fallen under his bed. After lifting his bed, he knew it didn't fall at all. Well if she wanted to play that game then it was on. Jake always played to win and Leah Clearwater had just declared war.

I'm definitely not following SM's thing because by now Jacob would have gotten that invitation to Bella's wedding. Which he never should have gotten to begin with.

I have other plans for that though. Scrap breaking dawn! Hahaha...

To everyone who's reviewing and enjoying the story so far... Thank you!

I'm working on a 1-3 shot about Leah's journal entries that should be up by next week. :)

Anyways I won't ramble too much today lol.

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