Jacob's POV:

I glanced down at Dominic, lying naked on the bed in a tight curl. I had unwrapped the blanket so that I could get him dressed in some actual clothes (he would have to learn not to tear up everything that he owned when phasing). I had gone through his bag before to try and find him something to wear, but everything that he had brought was still completely soaked. Rather than dig through the vamps' clothes, I had finally decided that it would be best to lend him one of my warmer sweaters (he was still rather cold, and covered in goosebumps).

I slid the small-weave black sweater over his slim shoulders and realized how incredibly large it was on him (in fact, he was closer to Renesmee's petit size than mine). I chuckled a bit to myself and slid a pair of my boxers onto his narrow hips and laughed again at how ridiculous he looked, his hands nowhere near reaching out of the sleeves and the plaid hem of my boxers just visible beneath the black wool of the sweater. I hummed a bit to myself and poked at his forehead a bit, trying to rouse him from his sleep so that I could debrief him a bit about being a wolf and make sure that he knew everything about pack life (since Seth would no doubt have forgotten something).

At the gentle pressure of my fingertips tapping against his face, Dominic gradually began to come alive, limbs stirring a bit on the covers and eyebrows twitching ever so slightly. With a flutter of dark eyelashes the boy (tiny by wolf standards) finally woke up and stared up at me with inky black eyes. I smiled down at him and he blushed heatedly, glancing away and grinning back embarrassedly and hurriedly sitting up in bed. I chuckled again at the sight of him, sitting on top of the pillows with the overly large sweater practically falling off of his shoulders and facing me with rapt attention. He just blushed redder and kept on staring.
"Hi, Dominic," I began, introducing myself, "I'm Jacob Black, and your Alpha. I'll be taking care of you from now on." I could tell that he was listening very attentively to every word that came out of my mouth, paying close attention to each syllable and sound.
"I'm Dominic," he started timidly, "But you all seem to know that already..." He trailed off at the end, overcome by an embarrassed blushing. After a few moments he regained his composure and began again, "So, were you the one who changed my clothes and brought me up here?"
"Of course, it's my job to take care of everyone in the pack, even a newbie pup like you." I chuckled as he blushed again and leaned in close to examine him and try to locate some sort of difference between his and Seth's identical bodies.
"W-what are you doing?" Dominic stammered nervously, cheeks still burning.
"Relax!" I laughed, "I'm just trying to see if I can pick out some sort of difference between the two of you. Maybe I've got some Alpha instinct for this type of thing..." I peered closer, trying to spot some freckle or difference in his face.

Dominic held perfectly still, not moving a muscle, his breathing slowing and his blush gradually fading from his cheeks, leaving them a light latte color with a healthy pink tint. He stared at my face with wide, dark eyes, framed by long, black eyelashes. I moved around a bit, checking his face from every angle, shifting him just a little every now and then, certain that I could find some difference between the seemingly-identical boys.

He really was holding still, an occasional blink and the gentle rise and fall of his delicate shoulders the only proof that he was anything other than a statue. Despite his perfectly still stance, I was beginning to grow frustrated that even I couldn't find a single difference between the two boys. I shifted him about and moved all around him, certain that some new angle would reveal some unique physical feature about Dominic. In a final frustrated effort, I flipped us both around so that I could get a really good look at him, causing the whole bed to shake a bit and Dominic to gasp a bit.

I stared at him for a moment more, but finally gave up, maybe they really were totally identical. I glanced down at his again blushing face and realized that we were in a rather odd position: Dominic lying flat on the bed, arms slightly spread to the sides, with me poised on top to examine him. I cleared my throat and moved off of him, helping him into a kneeling position in front of me again. I glanced down for a second, licking my lips awkwardly and preparing a quick apology for being such a strange Alpha, when Dominic suddenly pushed his lips quickly against mine in an unexpected kiss.

I was caught entirely off guard and had no idea how to react. I stayed stock-still, trying to understand what exactly was happening. In just a fraction of a second, Dominic had closed the distance between us and pressed his lips against mine. It wasn't a steamy kiss, or even a particularly good one, and neither of us moved at all. He wrapped his slim arms around my neck, baggy sleeves tickling my neck as he moved his lips gently against mine (which were still as stone). I felt his soft lips moving excitedly against my own and his feathery eyelashes brushing against my nose.

For just a moment I lost myself in the childish excitement of this kiss and almost responded to the unrestrained passion (or perhaps just horniness) of Dominic's joyful kissing. But that was just a moment, and I quickly broke away, pushing him back by his shoulders. I could see the hurt in his eyes (which were suddenly very watery) and he tried to keep me close, hands holding gently onto my cheeks. Still, I was stronger than he, and I had no difficulty pushing back his little body. I immediately turned away and began to push myself off of the bed, but was stopped by a little hand on my back, tugging at the hem of my t-shirt.
"Jacob, wait..." Dominic murmured, his voice laden with hurt, "I... I love you. I don't know how to describe it, or even understand why, but I love you so much that it hurts. I know that we just met, but you're the only thing that matters to me. You're my pack mate, my Alpha, my... my... everything..." Dominic said, his voice growing louder and then trailing off in a hoarse whisper. "Jacob, I don't have the words to describe it, there aren't any words... But I love you."

I couldn't look at him, of course I knew what he was describing, he was describing the type of feelings that I knew very well myself. Somehow Dominic had imprinted on me, but it didn't matter because I was already imprinted on someone else, and I knew that I could never love anyone as much as her. I looked back at him, his face a mix of elation, adoration, and despair, twitching between expressions and barely holding back tears. I couldn't say anything, I wanted to protect this pup, my pack mate, from this pain, but I knew that there was no way that I could betray Nessie (even thinking about it made bile rise in the back of my throat). I could only shake my head and avoid making eye contact.

Dominic's face froze, totally expressionless and his hand dropped from my shirt. He sat on the bed more motionless than before, still as a statue, the calm of his face being given away by the emotions swirling behind the inky depth of his eyes. I stepped up off of the bed and walked to the door, feeling the weight of Dominic's stare as he watched me go. I stepped out of the room, closing the door behind me and licking my lips nervously as I walked briskly away. As my tongue moved over my lips, I could taste the sweetness left after licking a lollipop, the faint honeyed flavor that tempts the tongue but fades the moment it is detected. I glanced over my shoulder at the closed door separating myself from Dominic and felt a slight pang in my chest, a feeling that I had not experienced since Renesmee had been born, and a feeling to which I was not accustomed. Things had grown far more complicated since Dominic had arrived, and somehow I wished that he had never come at all. Imprinting was protected very strictly under pack law, but there was no way that Dominic and I could ever be together. I had to find some way to get rid of him, even if it meant hurting the poor pup. I had no other choice.

Meow, how depressing this chapter was! I hope that the next one will be filled with fluff and smut and all that good stuff! Review away, I'd love to hear about what you guys think and what you guys would like to see! I know that guy on guy kissing can be offensive to some people's (prude's) sensibilities, but I see no reason why this story should deserve anything more than a T for now (and even that is just erring on the side of caution so I don't have to change it for a while), but I may have to change it as the story evolves. Anyway, I hope that next chapter will be filled with some more steamy scenes, even if I have to bend the rules of reality a bit to get them in! (;