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 had a feeling that a lot of you are upset after the last chapter, but believe me, Bella is far from being out of their lives. Obviously, I knew that many of you would be upset if I had Bella and Jacob get together, but that's not the case. Believe me when I say that Bella in this story is not nice at all. In fact, she has a vendetta, and it's not Jacob. If you're still interested in reading this story to see how it'll end, that's up to you. If you chose to leave because something's not going the way you would like it to go, then that's up to you. This story is going this way for a reason, and believe me, Sara and Jacob will find a way to be together at some point. If you're interested in reading some more, well, here's chapter twenty-three!
Chapter 23
Jacob's POV
What have I done?! I've hurt my imprint not only physically, but emotionally as well. How stupid am I?! There's a reason why I kept my distance from her, but that kiss with Bella had nothing to do with it. Honestly, I wasn't expecting that to happen. I don't know why it lasted a minute, but honestly, I felt nothing.
I thought Bella and Edward needed my help, but after she kissed me, there's no way in hell that I'll ever want to help them. I took off after Sara, when I realized that she saw what happened. I had to explain, and though I didn't know how exactly to do so, she deserves the truth. I finally reached our cabin, and rushed through the opened door. Then, I heard a glass shattered. I ran into the kitchen, and I saw Sara throwing anything in sight.
She grabbed a picture frame of us from Christmas, and then threw it against the ground angrily. I saw the tears, and it was my fault. My fault that she's angry and distress, because of my stupidity. She grabbed another frame, and threw it at a wall, then went to grab a mirror, until I intervene. "Sara, stop!"
"Why? I deserve bad luck for seven years!" She moved to throw it on the ground, but I grabbed the mirror from her hand. When I turned back to her, she backed away. "NO! Don't you dare touch me!"
I knew I should've listened to her, but I didn't. I pulled her to me, as she fought. Kicks, hits, and slaps were all that I received, and I deserved them. Once she was in the close knit of my arms, I felt her cry against my chest. Holding her head in my hand, I gently ran my fingers through her hair. "Just let it out," I said to her, but I could tell that my words weren't enough.
She pushed me, started to hit me again, until I took each hand in my own. "You're gonna hurt yourself even more, Sara."
"Why? Why did you do this to me? Why would you choose me for this life?!"
"It's not something that I chose, Sara. It just happened; it's involuntary."
"So, you never wanted to have anything to do with me?"
I soon started getting frustrated, that I moved my hands to her arms and almost shook her. "No, it's not like that!"
"I can't do this, Jacob. I just can't,"
"Sara, don't," I said, already panicking. "Don't say that, okay? We can figure this out,"
"Jacob, this is too much. You won't come near me anymore, you're spending time with your ex and her husband, and now I saw you and her kissing...what do you expect me to do? Sit around, doing nothing? I have up everything, because you asked me to. I didn't choose this life, Jacob!"
"You think I did?!" I yelled, pulling away from her quickly. Running my fingers through my hair in frustration, I turned back to her and continued. "Sara, I never asked for this life. Ever. I was sixteen when I first started phasing, sixteen! I didn't want to have anything to do with this life, nor did I want to lead them. I've fought so hard to example it, but this is my destiny. This is what I was born to do, and there's no turning back. The only thing that matters to me now, is you. Sara, you're my wife, in every way, and I rather get killed than lose you."
Moving back to her, I took one of her hands, and rested it on my chest, as my heart beats faster. "You feel this? This is me, all human with a beating heart. This is me, Sara. I know somewhere inside that you love me, and I know you're scared. So am I. All I ask, is that you give me, give us, a chance. Please?"
I could see that she was contemplating on what to do or say, and I knew it's a lot to take in. I was happy when she's kissed me, but I was also terrified when the kiss almost felt like it would be our last. From the loss, a passion reignited with us, as our clothes were tossed across the floor, and as we made love in our room too many times to count.
What I wasn't expecting the next morning, was when I went to reach for her, she was gone...