JACOB'S POV
"Are you sure that you shouldn't have gone with them?" I ask Nessie. Her family were all rather black-eyed and left to go hunting.
"Why? Because I'm eating cheesecake?" Nessie smiles at me as she leans against the kitchen island, enjoying the Cheesecake Rosalie brought her from New York and the white wine that Esme brought her from Spain. "No, I just like cheesecake. You should have some."
"No. That's weird," my face crumples, "it's cheese in cake."
"It's cream cheese not cheddar," Nessie teases me with an eye roll.
"Still weird," I reply, taking a sip of the wine she had offered me earlier, "I won't like it," I reassure her.
"Oh, come on," she holds out a fork full of cheesecake to me.
"No, thank you. Really," I say resisting.
"Jake, one bite," Nessie balances the piece of cake on the fork in front of me.
"I won't like it," I promise, putting the wine glass down and leaning away from the fork.
"I don't believe you," she chuckles at my resistance, she's finding this all very amusing, "come on."
"Ness!" I complain and dodge the fork as she attempts to put it to my lips. I don't understand why she wants me to try this cake so bad.
"One bite," she insists.
"No!" I reply holding Nessie's wrist still, "come on, Ness. Stop."
"One bite and…" Nessie's eyes gleam as though she has just gotten an inspiration. She smirks, "...and I'll let you bend me over this counter and do whatever you want to me," she says running her hand over the smooth marble island.
I feel my heart thud in my chest at her naughty little suggestion. My eyes shift back and forth between Nessie and the fork and then to the counter.
"One bite?" I ask.
She nods with a big grin on her face.
I swallow. That's so fucking hot. Oh, Fuck it. I lean forward and quickly take the cake off the fork with my mouth and then grab the utensil from her hand and slam it down on the counter before I pull her body against mine.
She giggles at my enthusiasm.
I push Nessie's hair aside and kiss her neck. My mouth fills with saliva, I had not expected the cake to taste good.
"Mmm, okay, you were right," I mumble against her neck, "it is good."
Nessie moans softly and leans her head to the side as I kiss along her neck with my warm lips, "see…" she swoons, "never doubt me."
"My mistake," I whisper against her skin and then slowly pull my lips from her neck to look at my beautiful love. I take her hand in mine and guide her to turn around for me. I kiss her shoulder softly and hold her body tightly against mine, pressing my chest to her back and my hips to her rear. I trail the back of my hand down the silk skin of her cheek and neck until I reach her collar. My thumb pushes two buttons free and I slide my palm inside. First over the bra and then within.
"Jacob," Nessie moans, quietly panting.
She grinds back against me. I groan and start to become aroused. Both my hands wander down her waist and rest at her hips, pulling her more aggressively into my pelvis.
I gently lean her forward onto the counter.
"You have a condom, right?" Nessie whispers, finding herself breathless.
My heart sinks. I exhale "what?"
"A condom?" Nessie repeats, glancing back at me.
"You're fucking kidding, right?" I ask, exasperated, "fuck, woman. You can't do this to me," I say, hanging my head in frustration.
Nessie turns around, smiling sheepishly, "I'm sorry…"
"Okay!" I peck her lips quickly and walk towards the door.
"Where are you going?" she calls after me.
"I guess I'm going to buy condoms!" I shout back at her.
I hurry out to my truck, cursing myself for not keeping a stash of condoms in the glovebox of like I did when I was a teenager. I shake my head, not that I used them... ever. I was an idiot kid. There was no way I was getting laid then… But at least I was smart enough back then to have them. Smart enough to have them when I was a kid. Dumb enough not to have them when I got Nessie pregnant. Smart enough to have them when I was with Brielle; unlucky enough to get her pregnant anyway… I think. The DNA test will solve that curiosity.
I pull into the gas station; it's the only thing open this late. I fill up the truck while I'm here. My phone vibrates. I glance down at the device.
"Hey, Leah. What's up?" I ask my beta while I pump gas into the truck.
"I thought you should know that Sam called Misty to go on patrol with him. The Uley pack may have spotted a vampire in the woods on treaty land." Leah says.
"Oh… Nessie's family is in town but they know better than to hunt on treaty land," I reply, "are you going to check it out?"
"It's no moon," Leah replies, "I can't leave him."
I nod. Leah's husband, Kalan, is a werewolf. He came here looking for more of his kind when he heard the stories of the wolves of La Push. Unfortunately for him, it was not the right type of wolf. However, once he met Leah, he fell for her hard and has never left. Even raised her daughter as his own.
Unlike the legends, the beast is not ruled by the moon. In fact, it is held in check by the moon. On nights of no moon, that is when the beast reveals. In their home, they have built a dungeon to ensure he never gets out. Leah sits with him all night. I have only ever seen the beast once. According to Leah, the physical transformation takes a lot out of him. It's painful. The next day Kalen is black and blue and his knee, which he uses a cane to aid his walking, is incredibly stiff and useless. An injury he acquired when he attempted to jump to his death to end his own life in fear that he would kill someone in his werewolf state.
"If I'm not here to sedate him, he might hurt himself," Leah explains. She must stay by his side and trank him every few hours to keep the beast calm.
I sigh, "yeah, no problem," I look to the moonless sky, "I'll put Seth on it," I reply as I finish pumping gas and go inside the shop to pay, "I'll talk to you later."
I wander inside and walk the isles, looking for condoms. I call Seth.
"Hey… what's up?" Seth asks, he sounds completely out of breath.
"You good?" I ask.
"Yeah… what's going on?" he asks, panting.
"Uley Pack are after a vampire on treaty land. Can you check on it?" I ask.
"Uh… hold on," Seth says, I hear what sounds like heavy footsteps and then a door closing, "I'm kind of busy, man… can't you just do it?" he says.
I roll my eyes, at this rate I'll never get back to Nessie, "Seth, come on…"
"Seth!" I can hear Kat calling for him in the background of the call, "before I change my mind, please."
"Um… Okay…can uh... Can I go after?" he asks.
"After what?" I ask.
Seth clears his throat.
I chuckle. Oh, shit… I'm interrupting him getting busy with Kat, "nevermind. Forget about it. Have a good night."
Seth hangs up immediately.
I locate the condoms in the shop and start rummaging through, looking for the correct size and then checking the expiry dates. Alright, Leah and Seth are both a no. Next. I call Quil.
"Jacob," Quil answers.
"Quil," I greet him, "Uley Pack are checking on some vampire activity on treaty land. Can you go and make sure it's legit?" I ask.
"Um…"
Um?
I wait for a reply. The silence is too long.
"Quil? You there?"
"Claire will kill me," Quil says, "Jake, we just got the twins to bed," he lowers his voice, "I uh… I can't, man… Claire's ovulating."
"Is everyone fucking tonight?!" I say a little too loudly and the store clerk looks up at me.
"I'm sorry. Claire is not going to let me go," he says.
"Alright. Alright," I chuckle, "it's fine. Goodluck with… that," I hang up. I hope he knocks her up soon. Both of them have this dream of having a very large family. Quil told me that when she found out I got Brielle pregnant completely by accident she took it pretty hard and told him that he should have imprinted on someone more fertile. They tried a long time for the twin boys and it seems like it's going about the same this time around too.
I guess I'll try Embry.
"Hey," Embry picks up.
"Please don't tell me you're busy fucking," I mumble.
"What?" he laughs, "what are you talking about?"
"Nevermind. Uley Pack spotted a vampire or something on treaty land. They're all out hunting it down. Can you go and just make sure we don't need to get involved?" I ask.
I walk over to the clerk and point to the pump that my truck is at and then toss a few boxes of condoms on the counter. I hand over my credit card.
"Are they sure it's a vampire? I thought they hunt in covens, not alone… and don't only the Cullens hunt animals? Not sure why a red-eyed bloodsucker would be in the woods" Embry says.
"I dunno…" I shrug, putting my credit card back in my wallet, "can you just check it out? Or are you busy with Emma?" I ask. Seems to be the theme tonight. The whole pack is trying to get laid. The clerk hands me the bag of condoms, giving me a judgemental glare. I ignore it.
"Emma's in Seattle," Embry says.
"No she isn't," I reply, heading back out to the truck, "Nessie brought her up here to see you."
"I haven't seen her… Jacob? … Emma! … she doesn't know about the treaty or the wolves or any of it!" Embry's voice is a mixture of concern and terror.
The Uley pack might be out hunting Emma, "go, go, go!" I hang up.
I run to my truck. I toss the bag of condoms in the glovebox and slam it shut and then start to gun it down the road. I roll the window down, listening for any wolf howls as I speed towards the treaty lands. This is my fault. I should have gone as soon as Leah told me. If anything happens to her daughter, Nessie will never forgive me.
I turn quickly down one of the main roads that lead right into the heart of the treaty lands. That's when I see Embry. I can tell it's him because of the white and gray fur with the distinct patch on his nose. I slow to a stop and watch him. He is standing a few yards in the woods, his nose in the air, desperately trying to detect a scent. He makes eye contact with me and then starts bolting ahead. I follow him in my truck along the road, flooring it. I'm hardly able to keep up and then he stops again, howls and takes off deep into the woods.
"Fuck!" I curse, parking the truck by the road. I run into the woods as fast as I can. I don't want to phase. If Sam is not with all of the pack I'll have no way to communicate with them as only alphas of different packs can use telepathy with one another. "Embry!" I shout. I can no longer see him. My voice echos into the dim woods.
I stop running. I'm out of breath. It's silent. The only thing I can hear is my heart banging in my ears and my heavy breaths.
Abruptly, from the depths of the woods, I hear a glass-shattering howl that gives me chills. The sound of absolute anguish; heartbreaking agony.
"No!" I yell and run as fast as I can towards the howling cries, through the thicket of brush and thorns that cut into my hands and face as I desperately try to get to the other side. When I finally make it through to a clearing I find myself next to a lake. I look around desperately trying to gather what has happened.
"Black, control your third-in-command," Sam says, standing in his human form with his arms folded, "he's lost his damn mind… We're teaching Misty how to hunt down a cold one."
Two wolves, Jared and Paul have piled onto Embry as he whimpers and howls, trying to break free. His eyes; wide and terror-stricken. I follow his gaze to the water where a new wolf stands. One with black fur just as Sam's but with white tussles around her ears… Misty? I walk to the edge of the waters, looking upon the new wolf. I can see it is Misty by her eyes. Then something catches my attention, in the damp mud by my feet something glimmers. I bend down, picking up the object; a golden charm on a gold chain; in the shape of yarn with knitting needles. That's when I see what Embry sees. Around Misty's paws, floating above the water, locks of blonde hair.
"No!" I shout and run into the water towards Misty, getting soaked, "let her go!"
"What's wrong with you?" Sam asks, "is this another vampire friend?" Sam scoffs, "for fuck sacks, Black."
"She's not a vampire! She's a half-breed. It's Nessie's daughter!" I shout back to Sam who doesn't seem to be phased by my words. I look back to Misty, "she needs to breathe!"
Misty looks between me and Sam, standing still, holding Emma under the water.
"Please!" I shout, "Misty! Let her go!... SAM! PLEASE!..." but my pleading doesn't appeal to him, "She's Embry's imprint!" I shout, desperately. Killing an imprint breaks our most sacred law. Death or banishment are the consequences.
"Misty, move!" Sam finally gives the order and Misty steps off of Emma. I gather the small half-breed into my arms and hurry to the shore, placing her down onto the ground. She's not breathing. I push the tangle of blonde, damp hair from her face and lean my ear down to her chest, desperate to detect a heartbeat. I hear nothing. I look down at her lifeless body, her thigh is gashed open; blood gushing out.
Embry finally breaks free from Jared and Paul. He runs to his imprint, whimpering, and nudges her limp body with his snout.
The wolves gather around.
I don't know what to do. She's dead.
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