PREVIOUSLY-

"I'm the alpha. Jared is my pack, my beta, my brother, family. It's my duty to keep my pack safe…" Sam muttered to me.

"No, it's not." I replied back to him. "It's the pack's duty to protect the reservation, the people. You are their alpha to help guide them, not babysit them. Jared knew what he was getting into. They all do. You couldn't have prevented it, Sam."

"But—" he tried but I placed my hand on his chest.

"No 'buts'. Stop blaming yourself for something out of your control. Jared will be okay."

I could tell he wasn't quite there, but nodded his head nonetheless. I wrapped my arms around his torso and he relaxed into me, letting some weight fall off his shoulders.

When we finished with our shower, we dressed and went to bed.

The next morning I woke to Jared running his finger down the side of my face. I turned to face him and he smiled at me but I knew that he was still in pain.

"How are you feeling?" I asked him, pushing myself up onto my elbow.

"Better than last night but still pretty fucked up." He replied, wincing in pain as he tried to move his leg, still bound in its splint.

"Well don't move around! I know you have super healing but I'm pretty sure 8 hours isn't enough to fully heal a broken leg." I told him, getting up and putting my pillow under his leg to elevate it.

"I was so damn close, Bella. I had her arm in my mouth and I heard it cracking, then she kicked my fucking leg right out from under me." He told me, clearly upset with himself.

"Jared, there's no sense in thinking about what went wrong right now. You need to focus on healing." I said before leaning down and kissing him.

He reached up and hooked his hands around the back of my head, pulling me back down to him again. "Mmm I think this will help me heal a lot faster…" he kissed me about 5 more times before letting me go. "Spirits you taste so good." He kissed me again.

I pulled away from him and stood. "I'm going to go make you some breakfast. I'm assuming Sam already went out to patrol?" I questioned as I walked to the doorway.

"Yeah, he should be back soon." He replied, pouting because I was leaving.

I walked downstairs and began making breakfast. It wasn't even 10 minutes until I heard the stairs creaking.

I looked up and saw Jared trying to walk himself down the stairs on one leg.

"Jared!" I yelled at him, running to help him. "What are you doing?!"

I slung his arm around me for support and he hopped down the stairs, holding his injured leg up in front of him.

We finally made it all the way down and I helped him to the couch, looking at him pointedly for an answer.

"I didn't want to be stuck upstairs while my beautiful imprint is down here." He pulled me down to him and kissed me again before I pulled away smiling.

He did have a way with words…

"Do you want me to burn your breakfast? I'm making something nice and sweet." I asked him, making an attempt to move back to the kitchen.

He pulled me back immediately. "I have something nice and sweet…" he murmured, kissing me once more before kissing the mark on my neck, making me suck in a breath.

"You know, sex isn't going to help speed up the healing process." I heard Sam say from the doorway with a laugh. I pulled away from Jared. "And I think I smell something beginning to burn."

I shot up and ran over to the kitchen, turning off the oven and carefully taking the pan out, setting it on the stove.

I heard Jared mutter 'cock block' and I laughed.

Sam walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, leaning down to kiss my face several times before kissing me on the lips.

"Good morning, honey." He said to me, resting his head on my shoulder while I turned back to pouring icing over my almost burnt cinnamon rolls.

"Good morning," I replied back, licking off a drop of icing that had fallen on my fingers, hearing Jared groan in the process.

"Seriously bro, you say no sex then she goes and does that?" Jared whined, watching as I dipped my fingers back into the icing and brought them up to my mouth, only to have Sam intercept me and lick the icing off my fingers himself, which made Jared groan even more.

I was already well enough excited at what was transpiring, so when Sam pulled my shorts and panties down and sat me on top of the counter in the blink of an eye, I moaned in anticipation.

He plunged into me without any hesitation. The way I was sitting, I was facing Jared the whole time, looking at him over Sam's shoulder as he watched us with a pang of intense hunger.

Over and over again, Sam thrust into me hard until we both came undone.

Afterward, I handed Sam a wet rag, "You're washing the counter." He chuckled and grabbed the rag, beginning to wash down the counter as I walked over to Jared, still half-naked.

"Dude, that was just fucking cruel." Jared groaned at Sam.

I walked up to where he was sitting on the couch and swung my leg over him, straddling him (careful of his leg) as I watched him bite down on his lip.

I leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "He just wanted me first."

That was all he needed to shimmy down his shorts just enough to spring free of them. I slid down onto him and began riding him as his hands went up under my shirt. His thumbs brushed my nipples and I clenched in excitement. When he started to suck on his mark on my shoulder, I scratched my nails on his back and felt myself let go with him following shortly thereafter.

I turned around to see Sam leaned up against the kitchen counter watching us while eating a cinnamon roll.

"You know alpha doesn't always have to get first dibs…" Jared muttered to him as I climbed off to go clean myself.

Sam chuckled. "You're right. I don't get first dibs when I'm not here."

Jared growled at him. "You're lucky my leg's broken Uley."

"Sam, give Jared a cinnamon roll while I go rinse off. And be nice or this body is off limits until I say so." That stopped them both in their tracks, making me giggle. Telling them my body was off-limits was the equivalent of taking a child's favorite toy or taking candy from a baby for them.

When I came back, Sam was checking on Jared's leg. It still looked a bit swollen, but the bruise had now turned an ugly yellow/green and was dispersed. Sam touched a certain spot and Jared hissed.

"I thought I told you to be nice?" I asked Sam while walking over to sit next to them.

"He touches that damn spot again and I'll show him just how nice I can be." Jared mumbled angrily as Sam shook his head.

"It feels like the bone is healed, but no using it until at least tomorrow," Sam told him adamantly. "I'll take your patrol this afternoon."

"What the hell am I supposed to do all day then?" Jared huffed, so I reached over to grab his hand.

"I think our imprint will be more than happy to entertain you today." Sam chuckled, winking at me.

"Entertain, huh?" Jared asked with a husky voice, looking over at me with fiery eyes.

I could swear both of them were completely insatiable, but then again I was too.

"Yep, a whole day's worth of chick flicks." I smiled with amusement as Jared leaned his head back, groaning.

"That is not what I meant." He spoke, rubbing his eyes. "But if that's what you want…"

I laughed before leaning over and kissing him. "We'll see. I might make you read to me instead."

He raised his eyebrows. "I'd take that over the chick flicks any day. As long as it's not Shakespeare shit. I love you babe, but Romeo and Juliet is not my cup of tea."

I shook my head. "Not mine either. How would you feel about Jane Austen?"

"I'll read Pride and Prejudice, but only for you babe because I know it's your favorite." I felt happiness fill my heart at his words.

"You know I love when either of you read to me," I said as I snuggled into his arm.

"That's why we do it. I think I've officially read more to you in the last four months than I've ever read in my entire life, including at school." He chuckled, pulling me closer.

"Reading is good for you," I responded.

"You are good for me." He leaned over and kissed my forehead.

Sam had gotten up and was over in the kitchen while Jared and I talked, and when he came back, he handed me a cinnamon roll and a cup of hot tea. He then walked over and grabbed my book off the shelf, setting it down on the table in front of us.

"I promised Charlie I'd go help him patch that spot in his boat," Sam told me, pulling me to standing so that he could kiss me. "Spirits, you taste so sweet today…" He kissed me again. "Try" kiss "to" kiss "make" kiss "Jared" kiss "rest."

"If you don't go now, I might just keep you here…" I murmured into his lips, kissing him again.

What was going on with me?

His eyes flashed. "Is that on the table?"

"Go. Help my dad, do Jared's patrol, then come back and we'll see about what's on the table." I winked at him, thinking about different possibilities involving tables.

He kissed me again before heading out the door. I made my way back over to Jared and curled back into his side.

"On the table, eh?" Jared asked, letting his hand reach down to rest on my thigh. "I think that sounds pretty… appetizing to me." He winked at me.

"You have to rest," I replied to him.

"I don't have to move my leg to make you cu–"

"Jared."

He looked at me with an almost pleading look and I couldn't help but think that it was adorable. I leaned in and kissed him. I didn't know what it was, but even I couldn't get enough.

With great difficulty, I managed to pull myself away from him.

"Bellaaaa…" he growled, leaning over to rest his forehead in the crook of my neck on top of his mark, breathing deeply. "Spirits, you're going to kill me today aren't you?"

"Mmm… I hope not, because then I wouldn't get to do what I want to do with you tonight... if you rest." I winked at him and watched his expression turn from shock to extreme excitement in seconds.

"Resting it is. Do I get a hint about what that is going to be?" he nearly begged.

"Be good and you'll find out…" I whispered to him, kissing his neck once more before grabbing the book and putting it in his hands.

He swallowed deeply and began muttering to himself. "Be good. I can do that."

He got us situated on the couch where I was leaning my back up against his chest so that he could read to me. I had my eyes closed as I listened to his voice reverberating through me, the vibrations lulling me into a peace that I coveted during times like these.

We both must've fallen asleep because when I woke, he was still out. The book had fallen haphazardly from his grip and was laying on the floor.

I managed to turn in his grasp to where I was facing him. There were very few times where I managed to wake up before either Jared or Sam, so I took the moment to just look at him. Truly look at him.

I knew every part of both of them. Every scar, every freckle, and mole. But I still loved to just marvel at them. They were both tanned gods, at least in my eyes. I ran my finger over the planes of his chest, tracing the lines as I went.

I was completely immersed in his scent, being this close to him. It was one of those things I never went 'nose blind' to, no matter how long I was around it. Both of them smelled like the best thing on earth to me. My own personal ambrosia.

Even just thinking about it made me feel almost drunk. I couldn't help myself, I climbed up on top of him and started kissing him immediately. It effectively woke him up and he began responding back with great enthusiasm.

I couldn't get enough, not by a long shot. I needed more, craved more. I felt frenzied as I shed my clothes all over again, needing him that very second.

This time was hard and fast, completely primal. I swear if Jared's leg hadn't been broken, we might've broken furniture. He tried to stand up with me, but I took control and made him stay. I was completely in charge and from what I could feel through him, he was obsessed with it.

It was animalistic in a way and I found myself biting and nipping at Jared's neck while he nipped at my mark, setting me off even more.

When we'd finished, both of us were completely out of breath and soaked in sweat. I didn't know what the driving edge behind that was, but I felt like if I had a few hours rest (or even less), I could do it all over again, and I had every intention of doing so when Sam got home.

I'd never actually left any marks on either of them before, but as I looked I saw small hickeys on Jared's neck.

"Damn, babe. What a fucking hell of a way to wake up from a nap." Jared said, seemingly in shock about what had just happened, the same as me.

"No kidding. I don't know what came over me…" I mentioned, running my hand through my hair. "Did I hurt you?"

He gave me a confused look, so I pointed at his neck where the hickeys were. "I felt a hell of a lot during that, but I can successfully say that pain was not part of it."

I tried to rein myself in until Sam got home and as soon as he did, I jumped him too.

Frenzied and primal, but this time Sam was in charge. He literally hadn't even made it into the house before I had jumped into his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist, kissing him desperately.

He'd taken me on the table, just as I'd wanted, as well as several other places. I literally couldn't contain myself.

Afterward, the three of us convened in the living room.

"I didn't mean to just jump you like that – okay yes, I did, but I was planning on at least waiting until you were inside," I told Sam honestly.

"You definitely don't hear me complaining, honey," Sam replied with a proud smirk. "I've been dying to have you again all day, especially with all the lust you were throwing my way in the middle of patrol."

"I don't know what's going on with me… I feel like I could go again right now." I mentioned, perking both of them up.

"It's not just you, babe," Jared responded with Sam nodding along.

"I mean, I want you guys pretty much all the time anyway, but what's different about today? It feels like I'm jacked up on something and you guys are my next fix. I just can't get enough." I explained to them, hoping one of them would have some sort of answer.

Jared replied first. "I definitely don't know. You've smelled fucking amazing since I woke up and taste even better, more so than normal. I've felt the same way as you all day."

Sam sat there with his eyes closed for a second before he looked over at me with a curious expression.

"Bella, honey, when was your next shot supposed to be?" Sam asked me and I froze immediately.

My appointment for my birth control shot had been scheduled for the day after Embry had phased… over two weeks prior.

"I missed it," I whispered, still not quite comprehending what that could potentially be.

"When Bella?" Jared asked me this time, although I was still in shock.

"The day after Embry phased," I muttered almost subconsciously.

"How the fuck did we miss that, Sam?" I heard Jared ask him before he looked over at me. "And I'm not talking about your appointment, babe."

Then what was he talking about?

"We've had other things on our minds, I guess. Now that I know what it is, there's no way I couldn't notice." Sam replied to him.

"Will one of you tell me what you're talking about." I requested, seeing as how they were obviously having a side conversation that I wasn't privy to.

"Your scent, Bella. You remember how both of us mentioned this morning that you smelled and tasted sweeter today?" Sam asked and I nodded. "When you were on the shot, it muted all of those pheromones for us because you didn't have a… fertile cycle."

Oh. Oh.

"Are you saying that I'm, what, ovulating?" I questioned them, almost embarrassingly. Sam nodded. "And that's why we're all on sex overdrive?" He nodded again.

I was now pacing back and forth in the living room in front of them. If I was ovulating, and we had been having sex pretty much all day with no protection…

"So the conclusion we're all coming to here is that I could potentially become—" I looked down and touched my hand to my flat stomach.

"Bella, tell us what you want us to do?" Jared asked me, clearly concerned.

I thought about it for a second. "There's really nothing we can do." And the most dominant part of me didn't want to.

"This is our fault, we're wolves. We should've known, picked up on it way before now. Hell, we should've definitely known today that something was different." Sam told me, feeling guilty.

"No Sam, it's not your fault, either of you. It was my responsibility to go get my shot and I didn't. Today was just as much on me as it is on you. I'm the one who jumped you both." I replied honestly.

I was trying to process it all.

First, I had missed my birth control shot.

Second, I'd had sex countless times since missing my birth control shot.

Third, I could potentially become pregnant as a result.

Fourth, and what worried me most of all… The fact that I was excited about the possibility of it.

I knew it wasn't a good time for it to happen, especially with Victoria now in the picture, but the best things in life seldom happened when the time was optimal. We'd talked about children before and how we all wanted them, but a timeline was never really established.

I just didn't know what Sam and Jared would think because I couldn't for the life of me decipher the storm of emotions coming from either of them at the moment.

"Bella?" Sam asked, bringing me out of my thoughts. I stopped pacing and looked up at him in question. "Tell us what you're thinking."

"That's a bit of a complicated request… why don't you tell me what you're thinking."

Jared was the first to speak. "I'm just going to come out and say it, no point in trying to hide it. My wolf is over the fucking moon about the entire prospect. It's not like we haven't talked about it before... I say we go for it." He held up his hands, having said his piece.

I looked over at Sam for his turn. "I have to agree. Logically, it's probably the worst time for all of this to come about, but my wolf really doesn't seem to care. And the man in me… let's just say the wolf and the man are on the same page at the moment."

"So I guess that means all three of us are okay with… continuing our current prioritized activity of the day?" I suggested carefully.

Both of them looked at me in shock.

"You mean—" Sam began.

"Did she just—" Jared interrupted.

"One of you just shut up and take me already!" I burst out, shocking even myself. I wanted them both so bad that it nearly physically hurt.

Jared didn't hesitate like Sam did. Instead, he pulled me down to him, literally ripping my shirt off (the only piece of clothing I was currently wearing), and proceeded to fulfill my request.

Once Sam's shock wore off, he joined in too.

A/N- Uh oh. Did you see that one coming? (I'm sure some of you did, lol)

TONS more drama coming up soon! Stay tuned.