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?
Alright, this is a little note, regarding with the last chapter I posted. There's a bit of a confusion, and I just wanted to explain why I had written Cole as a vampire in the dream sequence. Basically, the dream sequence is basically supposed to represent Sara's decision between the past and the present. Cole's character will be shown even further later on, but the point I was trying to make is that manipulative and seductive like the vampires in the novels.
Sorry for the confusion, but if you want to know more about Cole and Sara's past, you'll have to wait to find out.
Also, I just want to let everybody know that there are more stories to come, although at the moment, only first chapters will be posted at this time, since I want to dedicate most of my writing to this story and a couple of other stories I'm currently working on; one of which is already posted. If you have any requests on some of stories that I will be writing in the near future, you can send me a PM, but no matter what I do, I will always focus on this story and the other stories that I'm currently working on.
Thanks and happy reading, from Tessa Anne
Chapter 9
Jacob's POV
Waking up the next morning, I looked down at my imprint, and I felt complete for the first time in years. It's strange, to feel such strong emotions for someone like Sara. I ran my fingers through her soft, dark curls, and stroke my thumb over her rosy cheek. I then pressed my lips to her forehead, and whispered, "I love you, Sara."
Getting out of bed, I headed into the kitchen and started cooking breakfast for her. I realized that yes, I said that I love her, and I meant it. I'll admit that I have told another person that I loved them before, but in that case, I realized it was more of a hormonal crush. With Sara, it's more powerful than anything that I have ever imagined.
While I was getting the eggs and the bacon onto a plate, Sara came down in my robe, and honestly, she looked pretty damn hot in it. "Good morning," I said to her, as she sat down at the table.
"Good morning, Jacob. I'm sorry if I took your robe, I was just a little cold, that's all."
"Nah, it's okay. I don't really wear it that often anyways. You can keep it,"
"Really?"
Nodding my head, I sat down beside her and handed her some coffee. "Sure, sure. Besides, you're probably gonna need to bundle up a little today. We're going out this morning,"
"Out? Out where? You're not gonna take me into the woods and murder me, are you?" Sara joked, causing me to give her a sly grin.
"Wouldn't you like to know." I said to her, as I started to dig in. I noticed from the corner of my eye that Sara wasn't eating. Instead, she was staring at me intently, almost as if she's trying to read my mind or something. I stopped what I was doing and turned to Sara. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just..."
"Just what?"
"Jake, did you stay with me all night last night?"
That question caused me to nearly spit out my coffee, but luckily I didn't. Honestly, I was hoping that Sara didn't hear what I said this morning, because I wanted to wait for the right moment to actually tell her how I feel. "Uh, yeah. I did stay with you last night. Did I do something wrong?"
"No, oh no you didn't. I could tell, because the spot besides me was still warm. That's all,"
"Well, we're husband and wife by the law. I would do anything to take care of you, even if it means staying with you after you had a really bad dream."
I was about to go back to eating, when I felt Sara's hand touching mines. I took a hold of it, and stroke my thumb over the wedding ring that I gave her on that very night I married my imprint. "Jake, I wanted to thank you for staying with me. No man has ever done anything like that for me, especially when it comes to bad dreams."
"Sara, it's okay. We don't have to talk about it,"
"I know, Jacob. I just wanted to ask if maybe we should sleep in the same bed from now on. Now, I know that we both agree that we're just seeing if this marriage can work out of convenience, but maybe we could try."
I shifted in my seat (well, more so pulling the chair closer to her), and leaned in. "Are you sure? I know you're feeling vulnerable after last night, but I don't want to push you into anything you don't want to do."
"No, I'm serious. I really want to try,"
"You're sure about this?"
Sara gave me a warm smile and nodded. "Yes, I'm sure."
Kissing her lightly, I felt a sense of hope and fear. Hope that I could convince my imprint that we're meant to be, and fear that she'll run away when she discovers the truth about who I am...
