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 12

Sara's POV

I have to admit that I wasn't sure of what to expect when Jacob asked me if I wanted to meet some friends of his. I was pleasantly surprised by how welcoming Sam Uley and his wife Emily were to me, in spite of Jacob and I being married so recently, and the fact that I don't know much of anything about Jacob and his life here in La Push. But I was very grateful for Emily and Sam being very welcoming to me, and even Jacob's father and his sister...and of course, his friends that were technically there at the wedding.

While Sam and Jacob were in the garage talking, Emily and I were busy in the kitchen, chatting away. Emily said that she needed help before, but luckily, it was just to set up, that was all. Emily poured some wine, and handed me a glass. "So Sara, where are you from, exactly? You don't seem like you fit in this sort of neighborhood, huh?"

"Actually, I'm from New York. I'm currently living in Seattle and going to school at the University of Washington. I plan on working with children with special needs,"

"Wow, that's amazing. I guess the surprise in this story is that you're now married to our Jacob."

Laughing nervously, I took a swig of the wine, and I caught Emily chuckle a little. "Don't worry, I'm just teasing. It would be nice to have someone who have a background in Special Education. It's really hard for some of the kids inside the classroom, especially for my niece."

"Your niece?"

"Yes, her name is Claire. She's very bright, don't get me wrong, but when it comes to reading and writing, she struggles a lot. Now that she's already in her teen years, it's hard for my brother and his wife to find someone who's willing to help her. Quil does his best since he's taken care of her since she was very young, but he's not that great."

"Isn't that odd, that a guy would take care of a girl like that?"

"Oh no, I know it sounds weird, but believe me, Quil just wants what's best for Claire. Since we can't seem to find anyone that can help her, do you think you could try? I mean, who knows, maybe with her parents' permission, you could work with Claire and do a report on her or something? All they want is to help Claire succeed."

I have thought about what I could do for my biggest assignment, which was conducting a research study on a child either with an identifiable disability or could possibly have one. Even though there are a lot of opportunities in Seattle, this might help me as well. "I'll think about it, but maybe."

"Oh, thank you. No wonder Jacob is so crazy about you,"

That perked my interest a little. Jacob likes me?! "What do you mean? Jake and I hardly know each other, and even though we're trying to make it work for the time being, I don't even know him. What makes you say that he's crazy about me?"

"Well, after Jacob came back from Vegas with the others, he just couldn't stop talking about you. How beautiful you were, how smart you were, and a lot more. I think he's developing strong feelings for you,"

"Already? That seems almost impossible."

"Well, falling hard can seem impossible, and believe me...it was for me and Sam. He was engaged to my second cousin already by the time we've met,"

"Woah, really?"

Emily nodded. "What happened?"

"They were never meant to be, and for a while, I lost my closest friend in my cousin. She never really forgave us for falling in love, but eventually she found a greater love. We were able to move past what happened before, but it did take some time. Even though Sam and I had our ups and downs, I never regretted loving him."

I was then lost in my own train of thoughts, as Sam and Jacob came back in, only with Sam and Emily's son Lakota. Sam's mother came just a few minutes ago to bring Lakota home, and I have to admit that he's pretty adorable. I was still in my own thoughts when Jacob came over to me. He touched my shoulder, causing me to jump a little before turning into his welcoming embrace. "Hey, you okay?"

"Yeah, I was just thinking, that's all."

"You sure you're okay?"

I nodded, and then Emily said it was time to eat. Only a few hours later, we were already back home (well, Jacob's house, but I guess it's home...maybe) and getting ready for bed. What Emily said about Jacob's feelings scared me a bit. How could he already have such strong feelings for someone he hardly even know? I raked my fingers through my hair before laying down in bed besides Jacob, who was already shirtless and leaning on his side, facing toward me. I knew he wanted to ask me how I was doing, but honestly, I didn't know what was wrong with me. I turned off the light next to me, and laid on my back...but, I knew Jacob was still looking at me. I turned my head toward him and asked, "What?"

"Sara, you've hardly said anything at all since we've left Sam and Emily. Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, Jake. I just got a lot on my mind, that's all."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I turned away from him, afraid of him seeing the single tear coming down my face. I have already let one person in my heart before, and he broke it. Letting Jacob in would make it more difficult, no matter how much both of us want to make this marriage of convenience work. "Jacob, please don't push me right now into saying something. No matter what I say, it's just gonna make it worse."

"Sara, how could it make anything worse? Earlier, you wanted to make it work, and you and I are both willing to do whatever it takes to see where it takes us. How did we get from there to here?"

"Jacob, please. Just stop, okay?"

He moved a finger to my chin, and turned my face toward him. I realized that more tears were coming, because I felt his warm fingers brushed them away. He then asked me, "Why are you crying?"

Taking a deep breath, I replied, "I'm terrified of all of this. I mean, we're moving too fast, and most likely we'll fall for each other, and one of us will get hurt in the end...or both of us. Aren't you considering what might happen if this doesn't work?"

Jacob gave me a soft smile, and pulled me closer to him, resting his hand on my lower back. I felt his forehead touch mines, as he spoke in a soft, husky voice, "Sara, I am terrified of my feelings for you. I understand what you're feeling right now, but all I ask is for us to just trust one another. We only have a few more days here in La Push before we go to Seattle, and then we have to decide from there where we should live as a married couple."

"Jake—"

"I know Sara, we don't know each other well enough to know what love could be between us, but why don't we just take it one day at a time? If you're willing to take it just one day at a time, I'm willing to do the same."

I looked into Jacob's beautiful eyes, and I could see that he meant every word. I smiled back at him and said, "Okay. We take it a day at a time,"

Jacob's smile widened, as he leaned in to kiss me. I know that I probably have said a bunch of times that he was a good kisser, but honestly, I can't help myself. His kisses were very soft, but then as he deepens the kiss, the passion started to erupt within me. I moved a hand to his neck, pulling him in closer as our kisses got pretty heated. I scratched his neck with my nail, as he moved us so that he was on top of me, but then he pulled away. "Jacob?" I asked him, as he caressed me.

His eyes stared at me intently, darkening a little, while I moved my hands down to his forearms. He pressed another kiss to me, this time it was soft, and pulled away, saying, "We should wait."

"What? Why? We've done it a bunch of times before?" I said, now feeling embarrassed and horrible about myself because he didn't want me. It hurts being rejected by someone that you may or may not have feelings for. Wait, do I have feelings for him?

Jacob sat up as well, pressing a soft kiss to my shoulder while rubbing my back. "Sara, it has nothing to do with you. It's me,"

"You? What do you mean by that?"

"Like I said before, you're not the only one who's terrified about all of this. Believe me, it's taking a lot of willpower just to keep myself from pushing you for more, and I don't want to do that to you."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Jacob thought for a moment, then smiled again and answered, "I'm going to woo you."

"Woo me? Jacob, you do realize that saying 'woo' makes you seem like you're a grandfather, right? I mean, that's honestly the oldest line I have ever heard." I laughed, causing Jacob to chuckle before kissing my cheek.

"I know, it sounds weird, but if we want to see if this marriage could work, why not? Let me woo you, and maybe you could woo me. And, if we're ready and we really want to be together...then we'll make love for as long as we can. And believe me, by that time, I won't be letting you go; not for a minute."

Giggles escaped from my lips, as I traced his tattoo, which I know I'm gonna ask about, but not right now. "You would wait until we're ready to commit? Are you sure?"

"Sara, I'm sure about you...and I just hope that you're sure about me. What do you say?"...