A.N. Not really following what was written in the books or even the movie. I'm shaking things up, adding in some stuff, blending things around...making a lil Twilight smoothie of a sort... so forgive my creative license :)

Disclaimer: All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer

Chapter 14

Baby Alpha

He immediately knew what she thought. That he'd told this fucker about what happened between them.

Seth had the mental image of Quil careening across the small café, arms swinging like a windmill from the effect of his well placed fist. The only thing keeping Seth from making that image real was her look full of…hurt. And his need to reassure her.

She snatched her hand away from his, shooting up to stand. She blindly grabbed her bag never looking at him. Seth quickly sprinted after her when without a word she walked away swiftly. He managed to dart in front of her before she could make it to the door.

"Get out of my way." She said harshly.

"Jane, I didn't tell him, anyone, anything!" He grasped her shoulders wishing she'd look up at him, that she could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I swear to you I didn't."

He noticed her lip going from rose pink to a deep red as she bit down on it. He wanted to lick her lips soothingly then kiss her deeply…

He bent to whisper directly in her ear so no one could overhear. "Please believe me. What happened between us, what will happen between us, is just between you and me. I don't ever want to share you, especially in that way." He said softly, placing his hands on her tense shoulders. He sighed when he felt her relax against him.

"I need to leave now." She murmured.

"Can I drop you back at campus?" He asked praying she'd say yes.

"Okay." Thank you Great Spirits, he thought.

"Only because I know you'll follow me…" she said unable to fully suppress her grin. He couldn't hide his own grin, darting ahead of her to open the door for her.

Out on the sidewalk in front of the café bustling with breakfast customers, he started to fasten the extra helmet on her when she brushed his fingers aside putting it on securely. She was stubbornly independent. Noted, he thought.

Too soon, they were at the entrance of her campus. She nudged him telling him to stop here.

"I have to go straight to class…" She said looking down at the sidewalk. He wanted to see the expression on her lovely face so he gently tilted her chin up until her eyes met his.

"I'm picking you up tonight. What time would be good for you?"

"Seth, I need some time to think about this." She said. "I can't just go out with you…"

"Just as friends, Jane. Nothing more, nothing less." He said. He'd take being friends with her over nothing at all. "I can't even think of staying away from you. Even if you were a married mother…"

"You're incorrigible." She muttered.

"So, I'll be picking you up at eight?"

"Alright." She said slowly, a speculative glint shining in her wide hazel eyes. He wondered what was going through her mind as she smiled a bit deviously. "Only if I get to decide where we go. And what we do…"

"Deal." He was already anticipating what she was no doubt planning judging by that deviant little smirk she was wearing on those full, luscious lips. Just looking at her, he had to taste her again. If he had his way, he'd spirit her back to his bed where he could delve his tongue into her, soft, sweet folds. Thinking about that made him grow even harder than he already was. Hell, he'd been hard since he'd walked in that gym room and watched her work…

She inhaled deeply, looking at him as if she knew what he thought, as if she knew the effect she was having on him. He brought his hand to cradle her cheek, dipping his head down to mold his lips to hers. He eagerly swiped at her soft lips with his tongue, feeling her mouth open beneath his. He moaned against her lips at the first touch of her tongue against his. As the springtime sun grew hotter above them, he plundered her mouth loving how she tasted like vanilla and liquid sunshine. He trailed his hands down the curve of her torso sliding his hands to the small of her back then cupping her beautiful ass as she pressed against him, her hands grasping his arms.

"You taste so fucking sweet." He murmured against her lips, trailing his mouth along the curve of her smooth chin before nuzzling down the line of her silky neck. Inhaling her scent deeply, he planted a wet, open mouth kiss directly over the spot where he'd marked her. He felt her body tremble against his as she moaned loudly. She began to move her hips right against his hardness in a slow, sultry motion. With whatever remnant of his rationality remained, he forced himself to step away from her.

She was breathing harshly, her cheeks painted with that sexy flush. Her lips were swollen, their hue matching her cheeks. To distract himself from reaching for her again, he took his phone out his pocket asking her for her number. She told him with a slightly shaky voice.

Her phone vibrated through the mostly quiet atmosphere of the campus entrance where a few students were milling about. He was barely aware of the sidelong glances they were getting as they stood on the sidewalk. Didn't care.

When she looked at her phone, he said, "That's my number. You can reach me any time."

She raised her eyes to his face, staring at him through long, pale lashes. Staring at him as if she was the predator and he was her delicious prey.

"It's not fair." She said breathlessly. She reached up to caress the bite mark in the curve of her neck. "With this bite, this mark you make me feel things I've never felt." She whispered. "When you touch it…when you touch me…all I can think about is you deep inside me."

"Fuck it." He hissed and pulled her against him, crashing his lips to hers. He kissed her frantically and fiercely. As if the taste of her lips and tongue was the water he needed after a long drought. God help him, she was making little whimpers into his mouth as she furiously stroked her tongue against his. He felt as if he could cum from her kiss alone.

They only pulled apart because they needed air. He raked his hand through his hair, taking a deep breath that did nothing to calm his need for her.

"Jane, if I touch you again, I will give this campus a show. And I don't want that. What I want to do to you is for our eyes only…"

"Oh God." She raised a dainty hand to her lips suddenly looking around. He thought she looked adorable, beautiful and fuckable all at the same time. Shaking her head slightly, she adjusted her bag on her shoulder stumbling a few steps back though she still faced him. "I…I have to go…" she said, biting her lip.

"Tonight." Seth said thinking that eight o'clock seemed like an eternity away. He deftly swung onto his bike, watching her walk away until he could no longer see her.

Jacob Black deftly put the wrench down, sliding from beneath the chevy and wiping his hands on a rag. Business was booming. The garage was the brainchild of Seth, Paul and himself since they'd moved to New York a couple years ago. Jake had been shocked at the demand to restore classics in upstate New York. That was just some of what they did.

Jake tried not to think of the reason for the move to New York in the first place. He hadn't eaten breakfast yet. It certainly wasn't because of college as Seth believed. His phone started ringing where he'd placed it on the counter. Sprinting with wolf agility to get it, he smiled thinking it was Angela. Then he frowned slightly when he saw Sam's number. He'd spoken to Sam just last night updating him that Seth wasn't showing any signs of phasing just yet…

"Hey Sam."

Paul glanced at him from across the room when he heard Jake mention Sam's name.

"Jake." Sam's voice was somewhat grim. "They came looking for him again."

Jake immediately tensed. "Was anyone hurt?"

"Fortunately, no. Jared and Embry were on patrol when they caught the scent close to town. They followed the trail through the northern forest straight to the ocean. Just giving you and Paul a heads up. So far we believe they don't know he's in New York but be on the look out. Just in case."

"Yeah. He's supposed to be here any minute. Uh, Sam I know we discussed this before but shouldn't we tell him something? Give him some sort of advanced warning so that at least he'll be prepared for what he's in for? I mean he's going to have to eventually come home."

Jake didn't really think one could be totally prepared for something so life changing. But he thought learning what will happen, would've been better than getting an explanation after you exploded into a mass of fur…

"The elders have agreed that it is best to wait, Jake. They don't think it would be wise to tell him of his impending phasing just yet especially since it hasn't been so long since Harry's…accident." Sam said.

They both knew as well as the elders and the rest of the pack that Harry's death had been the furthest thing from an accident.

"I still think the poor kid should know just how much his life is going to change. At least since he's been here, he hasn't dated anyone." Jake chuckled.

"That could change." Paul grumbled from across the room.

"As much as I agree with you, it's not our decision to tell him that the legends are truly not a myth. I have to go patrol now. Remember, keep alert." Sam said.

"Sure, I'll let you know if we see any signs."

Jake slapped the phone down, leaning against the counter thinking that he would have handled his phasing much better if he had known what to expect. He could have handled a lot of things better.

"Those elders really don't give a shit. They sit in that council hall on their wrinkly asses following outdated theories, making decisions that only a true wolf should." Paul muttered before grabbing a donut from the box on the counter.

Jake usually was at odds with Paul's volatile opinions but in this instance he had to agree. The council's rigid stance on keeping phasing a secret to potential wolves had caused more misery than good.

Sam had been the first one to phase and he'd almost killed himself thinking he was going insane. He might have succeeded too if it hadn't been for his resilient genes. Now they all knew that slitting your wrists couldn't kill a wolf. Thank God he hadn't tried to put a bullet to his brain.

Sam settled more easily into his life-long duty when he'd found his mate Emily on the Makah reservation bordering the Quileute's. Two other guys Jake had known all his life had phased after Sam, Jared and Paul. Then Jake himself had joined the pack. Embry was the newest wolf so far. Sam as the first of this generation to phase was the present alpha. Until the true alpha joined them…

Because of the elders' stipulation about not informing potential wolves about phasing and all that it entailed, he'd hurt one of the closest people to him in the world…His ex-girlfriend Bella.

Jake had practically worshiped Bella ever since they were kids before she'd moved away to live with her mom. She'd been his best friend. When she'd moved back to Forks, he'd fallen for her though she'd insisted that they should remain friends. But remained friends they hadn't. They'd lost their virginity to each other, had plans to go to college together. All their plans had collapsed when he'd phased.

He'd been forbidden to see her.

She'd been devastated.

By then he was well versed in the legends and insisted to the elders that she could be his mate.

He was wrong.

Instead he'd broken her heart all over again when upon seeing her for the first time since phasing, he'd discovered his mate was her best friend Angela who'd accompanied her to meet him.

Bella still refused to speak to either of them.

Life was a bitch but sometimes being a Quileute wolf felt like the bigger bitch.

"Well there's no way in fucking hell they're going to dictate whether I get laid or not. At least not anymore." Paul said grinning. "And I think baby alpha is right in the same boat with me though he doesn't know he's actually supposed to keep his dick in his pants."

Jake sighed. Then there was Paul. The renegade wolf of the pack who thought the term 'man-whore' was a compliment. Paul blatantly disregarded anything to do with the legends particularly that of the wolf having a life-long mate.

"What do you mean? In the same boat?" Jake asked.

"Remember last week when we went to that club? Baby alpha was sniffing around some chick, he left with her." Paul said sounding like some proud father. Jake vaguely remembered Seth muttering some excuse why he'd left early.

"That could be another complication." Jake muttered.

"Complication, my ass. He's a twenty year old guy, Jake. Having fun is what we're supposed to do. And we all know he should get to have his fun before his choices are taken from him. I feel sorta sorry for the kid, he's going have even more responsibilities than the rest of us. He should live his life while he still has it…." Paul said placing his hand on his head and letting out a deep breath.

Though Jake disagreed with a lot of the elders' policies, he couldn't help but think that what the elders said about wolves becoming mated was true. Their book of Quileute legends recorded that when a wolf became mated, the man became truly at peace with his wolf spirit, more accepting of his role as a shape shifting protector. His mate was like an antidote to the rage that engulfed both the man and wolf upon phasing. Looking at Paul, Jake thought he could use some mellowing.

"It could be a complication because he's getting closer to the time when he could phase. If he gets…close to someone…we don't want to run the risk that he could hurt her." Jake said.

"You think this would be another Bella situation." Paul quipped.

Jake clenched his jaw a bit. "Not just that. I mean, he could hurt this girl physically. You know how it is when we're newly phased. The control is very weak. Not to mention the…intense…sex drive."

Even Paul grew serious when Jake mentioned that. Most human females couldn't withstand the sexual ferocity of a newly phased wolf.

Only his mate could.

Paul had literally learned that the hard way when after phasing for the first time, he'd escaped Sam's house to visit one of his…friends. It was the one time he regretted not listening to the elders. Her scream of pain still haunted him but what made it even worse was he couldn't even remember her name. Thank heavens, he'd stopped before he hurt her too much…He felt like a monster though it had been consensual and he had stopped when he realized she was in pain…

After that episode, he'd made sure to listen to Sam, waiting until he had full control of his wolf. It'd been the most miserable time of his life. He thanked the great spirits that those days were over.

"We've going to have to fucking shadow his every footstep now. Shit! He's not even phased yet but his privacy is out the window." Paul said.

"Yep…" Jake sighed again, knowing it would come down to them practically spying on Seth. But he knew there was no help for it. They couldn't risk him phasing unexpectedly...

They heard the footsteps from a little distance away, signaling that someone was approaching the garage. Quil swung the door open, his face plastered with his usual goofy grin. Another one who would be joining them soon. Quil had just completed high school on the reservation and had come out to give them a hand in the garage. More like give them a head ache, Jake thought.

"Guess who I saw getting all lovey dovey?"

"You can get all lovey dovey polishing the corolla." Jake said tossing the rag to Quil. Jake shook his head when he dove almost mid-air to catch the cloth…and missed. Quil snagged the cloth off the floor heading straight for the donut box.

"Yeah, Seth was holding hands with this sweet looking girl at Franky's." Quil muttered around a donut.

Jake glanced quickly at Paul who rolled his eyes. "Holding hands? Really, Jake? Hardly any danger there…" Paul said.

Quil watched the two of them for a moment, frowning. "Any way Seth finally noticing that girls do exist wasn't the strangest thing." He continued. "The guy got all….defensive or some shit when I tried to introduce myself to her. You could swear he was some overprotective animal or something. I mean, he sounded like one, he even started shaking a bit. I wouldn't shit you guys about this but he actually scared me."

Jake straightened out from where he was leaning against the counter. He noticed Paul standing up as well. Quil continued chewing his donut unaware of the sudden tension in the room.

"What happened next Quil?" Jake asked quietly.

"Well, I seriously thought he was going to lose it. Thought brainy, quiet Seth Clearwater was going to beat the crap out of me. Then she, his girl touched him and he just…calmed down. Until I kinda mentioned that I knew who she was." Quil winced at the memory of the look on Seth's face.

"What do you mean you knew who she was?" Paul asked.

"Well, you know Seth's college buddy Emmett? He lives next to Seth's apartment and um, a neighbor told him that he saw them in the hallway and he kind of mentioned it to me. So I just assumed it was the same girl…"

"What did you say to Seth, you idiot?" Jake seethed. He remembered how he had been easily provoked into irrational rages just before phasing. It was one of the indicators that the transformation was going to happen soon. It was believed that these rages were necessary to catapult the man into the wolf for the first phase. They didn't need this shit happening in New York! Jake thought in a panic. Seth was displaying signs of phasing earlier than they'd all believed.

Quil appeared briefly shocked at Jake's tone of voice then catching a glimpse of his face, he babbled, "I, uh, told her that she was that girl. No big deal. It's not like I said he was practically fucking her in the hallway."

"I don't know what the deal is between him and this girl, but if I were you, I'd be glad I didn't say that." Paul said.

"So what's going on?" Quil asked.

"Nothing!" Jake snapped. "Are they still at Franky's?"

"Nope. She stormed off, he followed her." Quil shrugged.

Jake was just about to dial Seth's number when he burst through the door. Seth didn't shout his usually cheerful 'morning guys'. Jake and Paul watched as he immediately zeroed in on Quil.

"Don't ever interrupt me when I'm with her." He said. His tone of voice was low but Jake could sense the lethal edge to it. Though the command wasn't directed at him, Jake could still sense the alpha power in his words. Jake saw Paul's shoulders hunching down and knew he felt it too. Seth hadn't even phased yet but was already exuding alpha vibes. Jake thought that the situation was getting too big for their hands. They needed to return to the reservation sooner than later. They would need the support of the rest of the pack. And the elders, he thought reluctantly.

"Fuck, dude! It's not like you had her bent over the table." Quil shouted, laughing easily.

It all almost happened too fast even for Jake and Paul who had fully developed wolf reflexes. Seth lunged. Quil ducked under the counter. Seth managed to elude Paul, slamming his fist down on the wooden counter which splintered beneath his hand, scattering krispy kremes all over the garage floor. He almost grasped Quil but Jake managed to get ahold of him before he could. Jake was a phased wolf. Seth was still human. Yet Jake was struggling to hold Seth from going after Quil.

"Fuck man, you need to calm the fuck down!" Paul snapped. "It's just stupid Quil. You know he means nothing by it."

"Oh crap!" Jake shouted as a deep growl rumbled from Seth's chest...