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: Again, the last chapter before this one was pretty exciting and a bit crazy, but you'd be surprised what else is in stores. After much deliberation in regards to this story, the next chapter will be the last. I didn't want to prolonged the story for too long, but I'm in the process of working on new ideas for the sequel. Many of you have asked about whether or not Sara will get pregnant, if Mr. Whitelong is her father, why is Bella in the story, and so on. All of your questions will be answered either in the last chapter, or in the sequel.
I do have one request to make, and that is for you to vote on a poll on my profile page. It may take a while for me to work on the last chapter for this story, primarily because I have a lot of assignments for my classes to complete in the next week or two, and the amount of time for me to write the last chapter will take a while. So, on my profile page, I have posted a poll, regarding about the sequel. The last chapter will affect what will happen in the sequel, obviously, but I do want the story to revolve around one (or more) things for the upcoming story. This story was mostly about Jacob and Sara's growing relationship after an unexpected marriage and imprinting situation, but I can assure you that the next story will probably be more dark and twisted than what you would ever imagine it to be.
Please check out my profile page, and all suggestions are welcomed. So, please enjoy chapter twenty-five!
Chapter 25
Jacob's POV
Leaving kisses on her neck, she started to shiver and let out a sexy moan. God, I couldn't get enough of her. I was happy that Sara accepted me, but I also knew that she was still upset over what happened yesterday. All that mattered to me was her; and I swore to myself that I would never hurt her intentionally again. She turned her whole body toward me, as she scratched my neck with her long nails. She pulled me in for kiss, but then our tongues met in a dance once more. She pulled away to breathe, and whispered, "I have a confession to make."
"Oh? What's that?"
"You're the only guy who've ever made me...well...y'know..."
Oh? Oh. OH! "Really?" I spoke in a cocky manner, as I left butterfly kisses along her jawline, making a trail down to her collar bone. "Thank you,"
She smacked my back, as I started to tickle her. Her laughter echoed throughout the room, as she pushed me off. I pulled away from her, but only slightly. Looking down into her beautiful, entrancing eyes, I whispered, "I love you."
Stroking my cheek, she whispered it back. "I love you too,"
I knew that now would be a better time to tell her the truth, but I kept getting distracted by her. This was as good as any other time to tell her the truth. "Sara, there's something that I gotta tell you."
She moved herself on the bed, so that she rested her face in her hand, while running her fingers over the design of my tattoo on my bicep. "Oh? Is it bad?"
"Depends on how you take it,"
Nodding, she didn't look at me. I kissed her forehead, and finally blurted it out. "We're under attack,"
"Wait, what?"
"Well, not yet anyways, but we will be."
"Jake, you're not making any sense."
Shaking my head, I then said, "Werewolves aren't the only kind that exists in this world, Sara."
"Like what? Vampires?" She said, jokingly, but she soon realized that I wasn't laughing. "No. That can't be,"
"It is."
"What do they want?"
"One of the leaders of a powerful vampire clan has a fascination with werewolves, like us. He wants to wipe us out, along with any descendants."
"What? No,"
"Sara, I won't let that happen, I promise." I quickly said, as I saw tears coming down her face. "Never doubt that I will fight for my people, for my pack, my family...and for us."
She looked up at me, as even more tears came streaming down. "Jacob, I don't want you to fight."
"Sara, none of us do, but we don't have a choice. We have an obligation, and I cannot just walk away from it."
"Jacob, I can't lose you. Not now, not ever."
I pulled her into the safety of my warmth, as she continued to cry. Pressing a soft kiss to her hairline, I whispered, "I will always come back to you, Sara. I'll fight heaven and hell to get back to you, always. I'm not letting you go, never again."
She tilted her head up toward me, as I brushed the stray tear from her cheekbone. "Promise?" She asked me.
"On my life, Sara. On my life," I answered her, before leaning down to kiss her again...which soon led to more. I will always keep my vow, and no one else will ever take me away from her...at least I hope not...