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'm glad that most of you are happy that Sara hasn't run yet. It's good that she hasn't, but you'll soon see toward the end of the chapter to see if she should or shouldn't. So, here's number twenty-one!

Chapter 21

Jacob's POV

"Okay, alright." I said, immediately regretting this decision on telling her the truth. "I'm a werewolf; a shapeshifter, actually."

Sara just stared at me, probably thinking that I'm crazy. "I'm not stupid, Jake. I saw you turn into a wolf."

Right. "Sorry, I shouldn't have snapped. It just that, it's a lot to take in."

Taking her bandaged hand in mines again, I replied, "It's okay, you have every reason to be upset. Would you like me to continue?"

She nodded, and then I continued. "There's a legend in my tribe, that we take on the form of an animal; a wolf, in this case. Our sole purpose in life is to protect our tribe and the innocents from any danger that lurks. The ancestor of our tribe, Taha Aki, was known very well for his ability to shift into a wolf. During his time, he was the only protector of his people to have the ability, but it came at a price. When his home was under attack, he started to fight, but lost his son to a bloodsucker."

"A what?"

"Bloodsucker, like a leech. Well, that's what we call them."

"Who, exactly?"

"Vampires."

"Wait, are you telling me that vampires exists?"

I nodded. "Oh God, please tell me that witches aren't real, either. Are they?"

"I wouldn't know, Sara. Do you want me to continue?" She nodded, adjusting herself in bed so that she could sit up better. "Taha Aki fought the vampire to avenge his son's death, but he would soon suffer another lost: his third wife, his favorite, made the ultimate sacrifice to kill herself in order to save her people. It was courage that kept him fighting, but by the time he destroyed the vampire completely, his wife was already dead. From then on, he left his human body and became a werewolf forever,"

"Because he lost his wife?"

"Yep, his greatest love ended his chances of living on."

"He made such a sacrifice for a woman who protected their people. Why are you telling me this, Jake?"

I wasn't sure if it was too soon to tell her, but it might be best to tell her the truth. "I thought that my reason for shifting was to only protect my people, I mean it's in my blood. There's only a select few who has the ability, because we're directly descended from Taha Aki, himself. But, when I met you that night in Vegas, and our eyes met, there was another reason for me to continue what I do."

"What is it?"

"You, you were my reason to continue on with my life. I was a mess before, and I was even pining for a girl who could never look my way. It's you, Sara."

"Jake, what are you talking about?"

"Do you believe in soul mates?"

She shook her head, trying to take it all in. "Jacob, soul mates doesn't exist. It's just not possible,"

I moved from the chair, and onto the bed. Sitting so that I could face her, I leaned in closer. "You're my imprint; well, soul mate, in other words."

"Imprint?"

"Yes,"

"Like ducks?"

Chuckling, I wasn't sure how to respond to that. "Sort of, but more so like our souls became tied together."

She sat there, trying to take it all in. I've never felt so scared in my life until now; this could make or break any chances that I could have with this woman. "Is this forced?" I heard her whisper.

"Is what forced?"

"This, Jake. Us, all of it."

Moving closer to her, I leaned in close to her, and whispered, "No, none of it is. Nothing that has happened in the last few weeks between us has ever been forced."

"How are you so sure?"

Wiping a stray tear from her eye, I finally said those three little words that I've longed to say. "Because I love you, Sara." I went to lean in to kiss her, but then I felt a burning scent enter my nose. I nearly went into defensive mode, then focused back on Sara. "I'll be right back, I have something to take care of."

Before I could move, Sara pulled me by the back of my neck and kissed me. Our tongues met, as her fingers scratched the nape of my neck. She finally pulled away, gasping for air, then finally said, "You better come back, Jake. I can't lose you, I won't."

I pressed a soft kiss to her lips, then her forehead, before leaving the room. I walked down the corridor, already on adrenaline, because I knew what will happen next. Opening the door to the waiting room area, a leggy, pale woman with dark, curly hair, stood with her very tall, equally pale-faced husband. Turning around, she smiled at me. "Hey Chief,"

"Bella..."