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?
A/N: I apologize for the delay in posting any new chapters in the last few days or so. Unfortunately, I live in northern Virginia, and all along the east coast, we were hit with the blizzard. Not only that, college is back in session, and on my first day of classes, I wasn't even able to get home until the next day, due to all of the ice on the roads. Honestly, it's been pretty chaotic, and I just haven't had time to write anything with everything that had happened over the last few days. So, I'm sorry for not writing any sooner.
I just wanted to say that the last chapter was kinda a filler. I started to have writer's block when I wrote the chapter, but hopefully this chapter will be a bit better. I do want to say that for me, right now classes are back in session. I have posted a lot of new stories, and trying to post new chapters as well, but the timing will be off for a while. I love this story very much, and I hope to continue it...which brings me to the heart of this debate (so to speak).
This story will be ending sometime soon. What I mean, is that at least this first part of their story will be ending soon...but there will be a sequel. Yes, indeed, there will be a sequel! I probably can guess that everyone is cheering now, but I also know that a lot of you are also upset. I can't exactly tell you in what chapter the story will end, but after I post this chapter and start to work on chapter twenty, there will only be a couple more chapters left or so, depending upon the ending of the story. This story is practically my baby, and I promise that the sequel will come once story ends. So, for now, just enjoy chapter nineteen and let me know what you think.
Chapter 19
Jacob's POV
I have to admit that every day I'm with her, I have to hold in my frustration. I can't stop fantasizing about her every time I'm with her. Even when she's away, I want her. I'm a horny bastard, that's for sure.
Sara doesn't know how she affects me, but I can tell that I affect her in the same manner. I could tell from how she reacts when I kiss her. It was a relief for me when she moaned the first time we'd kissed...and other things...but I digress.
As we were getting out of the Rabbit, I couldn't stop myself from looking her over. Wearing red flannel, tight jeans, and cowboy boots, she looked like she belonged here. I was amazed by how well she took everything in. I was glad that she took it all in stride, but tonight...I don't know what to expect from her.
She turned back to me as she started to walk toward the bonfire at my Dad's house. Tonight would be the night...the night I tell her about my being a shapeshifter. I knew it would be too soon to tell her that she's my imprint, but I felt that it would be in her best interest to hear the stories from my father.
I wouldn't mind telling her myself, but my father knew all of the stories by heart, and I thought that maybe hearing from him would be easier than from me. As we headed toward the bonfire, I was surprised by the turnout. Not only were there members of the pack and their families, but also some other tribal members; including some of the elders. A part of me would've thought that this is normal, but I had a feeling that they came only because they heard of my marriage.
Nothing was ever a secret on the reservation, believe me. While we were waiting for my dad to start the story, Sara took it upon herself to meet with some of the elders and other members of the tribe. Even the guy from the bookstore came, and though I wasn't at all thrilled with seeing him here, he's a part of this tribe as well. He came up to me, just as Sara was walking toward us. "Chief Black, nice to see you again." Mr. Whitelong said to me, as I pulled Sara into the safety of my arms.
"Mr. Whitelong, it's been a long time since you've came to one of these bonfires." I replied, but soon I notice something about the guy, and looking at my wife.
I realized that they look an awful lot alike; almost uncanny. They had the same facial features and bone structures, but his eyes were more blue compared to her dark eyes. I couldn't place my finger on it, and I wasn't sure why. "So Mrs. Black,"
"Please, call me Sara."
Mr. Whitelong smiled, then continued. "Are you from here? You look very familiar?"
"No, I just came here a couple weeks ago, but I'm from New York. Actually, I was raised there,"
"Do you know where you were born?"
"My parents were in Port Angeles when they had me."
"And you're from New York? That can't be,"
She laughed. "I know, it's hard to believe. New York is pretty cold, and with my skin complexion, it should seem like I went to the Bahamas or Hawaii at some point. But no, this is me."
Before we knew it, my father was all ready to tell some of the legends. Once Sara and I found ourselves seats on a little log, I watched Sara as she took in the story. As my father continue on his tale of our legends, I kept wondering if I should back out of telling Sara. I had a feeling that it wouldn't go well, and there's no turning back once I tell her the truth.
There's a lot of possible outcomes that could come from my telling the truth: she could run, she could hit me, she could tell me that she loves me, or she could ignore. I'm leaning more toward the first and the third, including some sex involved as well.
Who am I kidding? Both of us haven't slept together in a while, and it might be time to start it up again. Yet, I want to do it if we are in love. I know I love her, but does she?
I realized too quickly that it would unravel. A couple of hours later, we were finally pulling up to yhe driveway of my, well our home. When I killed the engine, Sara didn't even budge to get out of the Rabbit. "What's wrong?" I asked her. Without saying a word, Sara took the seatbelt off, then climbed over the console and onto my lap. "Sara? Wh—" Before I knew it, she kissed me.
Well, practically devoured my lips, as I did hers. I tried to stop her so we could talk, but she shook her head. "Jake, I don't want to wait. I want you, please. Please, I'm begging you?"
Just as I was about to give in, a howl echoed from the woods. Sara and I stopped, and soon another howl echoed through the night. That wasn't good. Not at all.
"What was that?" She asked me, as I opened the door and got her out of the car.
"Get in the house,"
"What?"
"Get in the house, and lock the doors." I shouted, and then started running. I could here Sara calling my name from behind, as I took my shirt off while picking up the pace. As I started to phase, what I didn't realize was that Sara was coming up from behind me. What was worse was that not only did she scream when I phased in front of her, was that I also hurt her. What have I done?...