The Alpha's Bride—Jacob + OC

Jacob Black was forced into a position of power when he first started phasing. Now he's been an Alpha to the La Push wolf pack for almost twelve years, and almost everyone on the reservation are hoping that he'll get married and produce an heir to the wolf pack and to the tribe.

Almost everybody on the reservation (at least those "in the know") still believe that having an imprint (or even just a wife) is essential to continuing the legacy of the Quileute heritage. Jacob, on the other hand, is still suffering from having his heart broken by a woman who left him for a vampire. On one night, Jacob and all of the guys from the pack heads to Las Vegas to celebrate a bachelor party for one of his pack brothers. What he didn't expect was that he would end up getting married to a girl that he not only just met the first night...but who is also his imprint.

Sara Carnegie comes from a well-off family from New York, but made a move to Washington to study teaching and hoping to work with children with special needs. She went through a bad break-up, and immediately put her heart and soul into her studies. Her friends, however, wanted to take her to Vegas to get her mind off of everything and to live life. What Sara never expected was to marry a complete stranger, and wake up in bed with him the next morning.

Sara wants an annulment, but Jacob wants more time with his imprint. With reluctance, Sara agrees to take her classes online and move with Jacob to La Push to at least make their marriage work for the next six months of it.

Could Sara love Jacob for who he is, or will she run the moment she discovers the truth?

Chapter 5

Jacob's POV

A few days later, Sara and I both returned to our respective homes, although we've made a plan together with regards to our marriage. We wanted to spend some time getting to know one another by visiting each other's hometown, meeting the family, all that. The only problem that we have is that we hardly know one another. Sara was adamant for us to get an annulment, but I didn't want that. I just wanted to get to know my imprint, and I guess I wasn't thinking clearly.

I asked Sara a few days ago to come to La Push, so that I could show her around my hometown and introduce her to the rest of the pack and my father. I knew I was taking a huge risk by bringing her here, but she's welcomed to this part of my world just as much as the other imprints were upon the instant they entered our world. It's strange that I could feel something for someone so strongly in such a long time, but I do.

I'm starting to sound a bit crazy now, aren't I?

Anyways, I'm standing by baggage claim at the airport in Port Angeles (mind you, it's the only closest airport to Forks), waiting for Sara's flight to come in. I was on edge, waiting for her, while my sister Rachel stood beside me with my little nephew Nate. Her husband (and my pack brother) Paul was on patrol duty, and Rachel practically begged me to let her see my wife. "Oh Jacob, relax. She'll be here,"

"I'm not nervous,"

"I didn't say you were," Rachel said, as she gave Nate a tiny bowl of Cheerios, as he stuffed his face in the stroller. "Besides, she should be the one that's nervous. I mean, she doesn't know anything about the lifestyle you have, and yet you both married in Vegas...without inviting your family to witnessed."

"Rach, can we not talk about this? It was one night when we were drunk, and it just happened."

"Uh huh, and how drunk were you?"

"Well..."

"I rest my case."

"Look, Rach, just please be nice to her. It's bad enough that I convinced her to stay in this marriage, and now we're living four hours apart, trying to figure out what's next. I made a mistake, but I don't regret meeting her,"

"So, does that mean you've imprinted on her?"

Here's the thing, I didn't really tell any one else, other than Seth, Embry, and Quil who were all there when it happened, and my father who would figure it out eventually, about my imprinting on Sara. At first, I didn't think it was a good idea to talk about something that may or may not work out, but I'm slowly beginning to regret hiding something like this from my sister. Especially since she's technically a part of this world when Paul imprinted on her. "I don't know,"

"What do you mean you don't know? Either you did or you didn't."

Before I could tell her to shut up, Sara's flight was called, and I could feel my heart pounding rapidly in my chest.

"Jacob? You okay?" Rachel asked, but before I could answer her, Sara appeared.

She was breathtaking, wearing only a pair of jeans, a fitted sweater, and thigh-length boots. Her dark hair cascaded down her back, just like that night I met her, and as she walked with her carry-on with her suitcase dragging behind her, I wasted no time. Walking as smoothly as ever, she caught sight of me, and I could instantly tell that she was at peace. Probably a little scared, but I expected that since this was different from where she's been her whole life, possibly.

Once I gotten within distance of her, she whispered a hello, but I couldn't really control my urges. Taking her in my arms, I kissed her with everything I had in me to convey my feelings.

Could I love her?

Am I in love with Sara?

I don't even know the answer to that, but I could tell that she felt something as well, or else she wouldn't kiss me back now. Pulling away from her, I could see her face turning bright red, as I chuckled very low that only she could hear it. "Sorry, I just couldn't help myself. You're just too beautiful,"

"Really?"

"Really."

"Oh, well, thanks. I guess?"

"You've never been told how beautiful you are ever, have you?"

"Only by my family, but never by a guy before. Especially by someone I hardly know, and yet I'm married to."

Smiling, I wrapped one arm around her shoulders, as I carried her things in my free hand. Walking her over to my sister, I could feel her shoulders tensing up pretty painfully. I stopped us for a moment, turning her around so that she would see anyone else but me. I could see the tears shining in her eyes, so I set her things down and rubbed my thumbs over her cheeks. "Hey, you okay?"

"I'm fine, just a little nervous. That's all. This is just becoming real for me,"

"Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. You can trust me,"

"Trust is an issue for me when it comes to new relationships," She admitted. I could tell that she doesn't trust easily, and that's probably why she wasn't initially sold on staying married when I asked her to consider it after we figured out what happened.

"Well, I'm glad you're here, so you trust me a little, I assume."

She nodded, though I know she's not really convinced. "Look Sara, I know this happened unexpectedly, but maybe we could take a chance and see where life takes us for the next couple of months. Is that okay?"

Nodding her head, I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, and then picked up her stuff off the floor and headed toward my sister and nephew. Once we were standing in front of them, I introduced Sara. "Rachel, this is Sara. My wife,"

Rachel smiled warmly at her, as she took Sara into a warm hug and said, "I'm so happy to finally meet you. Jacob just can't stop talking about you to everyone,"

"Everyone?" Sara asked, turning back to me in question.

"Oh yeah, it was unexpected, but I gotta say, meeting you changed my view on this impromptu marriage. Welcome to the family, Sara."

Oh God, this is going to be a long week...