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Chapter 4

Emmett pov

After the ceremony, we headed toward the beach where the bonfire would be. Night had fallen and our only light was of the full moon streaming through the trees. Paul walked alongside Jacob while Embry and I hung back a bit behind them. We were in human form with a few of Jacob's pack spread out around us keeping watch. I kept my hands deep in my pockets to keep myself from touching the young submissive. My wolf was screaming to mate with him but, I wanted to get to know him first and for him to know me. He may have said yes to joining the pack but, that didn't mean he would want me as his dominant, his mate.

"Why are you only a pack of two, Emmett?" Embry asked shyly his eyes never leaving the path leading to the beach.

"We are a pack of three, Embry," I smiled at him hoping he would understand that he was now one of us, an equal part.

"But, usually an Alpha is into an established pack. He would have other dominants and um, submissives," he said tentatively saying the last part in almost a whisper. I thought he sounded a bit fearful. "Did they choose another alpha? Or were they not, um, strong enough?"

I stopped instantly and put my hand on his shoulder gently turning him to me. His head remained down. I crooked a finger placing it under his chin to lift his eyes to mine. "No," I shook my head. "We've never had the honor of having a submissive in our pack. Until you, we hadn't been chosen," I said sternly. He had obviously heard how other packs treated their subs and after seeing James today, he was probably wondering what would happen to him now that he belonged to us. "Paul is your alpha but, you aren't required to mate with him or me. Do you understand?"

He looked into my eyes for a long moment as if searching my soul to see if I was lying. Something he saw must have reassured him because he smiled at me and nodded his head. We made our way through the forest and I told him how we came to be. I left out that Paul and I had become lovers, it was a story for another day. He was surprised to find out our ages but, he didn't seem put off by it.

As we approached the beach, I could hear the tides crashing on the shore and the gathering of people talking and laughing. The smell of food made my mouth water. Normally, I would have caught the aroma of grilled meat a mile back but, Embry's scent masked all else. It was even more inviting now that it was mixed with our alpha's and my cock hadn't softened for a moment since the ceremony when he became a part of our pack. I briefly considered excusing myself for a quick wank in the forest to relieve some tension or even pull Paul with me so that we both could find release. I knew that Paul was in just as much discomfort as I was, maybe more with his need as alpha to mate with his newly acquired sub. The thought left me as quickly as it had entered my mind. I wouldn't leave Embry's side especially with a nut job like James lurking.

The bonfire towered with a large circle of seats surrounding it. There were a few women preparing food for the pack, all of them smelled of the shifter they belonged to. Several older men sat to one side of the fire talking. They had the shifter scent on them but, it was old and I guessed that they were the elders who no longer phased. The members of the pack milled around, some with beer in hand while others ate from plates piled high with food.

Paul sat with Jacob and Seth on a log next to the fire with a few of the other shifters. We made our way over to them.

"Emmett, I'd like you to meet Quil and Claire," he nodded to the couple sitting next to Seth. "And Jared and Sam and," he continued as he pointed to each individual saying their name. I hoped that there wouldn't be a test later as I would never remember them all. Jacob's pack was big, much bigger than any other pack that we had ever run into. As we sat and talked, it was obvious that it was a tight-knit group with Jacob being a firm but, compassionate leader. There was an aura about him that screamed alpha but, when he would look at Seth, there was a softness that clouded his eyes. His hand remained protectively entwined with his imprint not to hold Seth in place but, to protect him and ward off any other dominants. He may be alpha but, dominants were ruled by their need to mate. I was positive that he would die before he let another dominant touch his submissive, even if he hadn't phased yet.

An alarming howl came from the forest and we all stood up immediately looking to Jacob. My arm instinctively went around Embry's shoulders before I even thought about what I was doing. A large naked man appeared from the forest. It was obvious that he hadn't time to dress from phasing.

"Jacob, one of the pups phased," he yelled. Jacob nodded and the shifter ran back from where he came.

"Quil, I need you to stay with Seth tonight," Jacob commanded. "Sam, make sure that there is no lapse on patrols. I'll let you know when we have him back in human form. It'll probably be tomorrow morning. And make sure you have two escorts with Paul and Emmett when they leave," Jacob turned to Paul. "It's just a precaution, not because I don't trust..."

"No need to explain, Jacob. We understand why you don't want us near the pup," Paul interrupted. Jacob nodded and pulled Seth away from the group, far enough that we couldn't hear them. He whispered something in his ear and then placed a brief kiss to his lips before running into the forest, stripping as he went. Seth watched as Jacob ran away and turned to walk back to the group. Embry ran to him and hugged him running his hand in soothing circles on his back. I knew then that we may never be able to leave this small corner of the world. Embry loved his old pack, his family and my respect for him grew as he tried to comfort his friend. Everything about him impressed me. He was the perfect addition to our small pack.

Sam said that we were still welcome to stay and enjoy the evening but, that we were to stay on the beach. He left us to talk to the other shifters giving out orders.

"Babysitting duty again," Quil huffed looking back towards where Seth sat with Embry.

"He's only trying to protect his imprint," Paul chastised.

"I'll be glad when he phases and they are officially mated, though. I'm tired of missing all the action," Quil said.

"Why would he put a dominant in charge of his imprint?" Paul asked. "Wouldn't he be safer with an older, more experienced sub?

"Jacob would rather have a dominant who is stronger and could protect him better if someone were dumb enough to try to get to Seth. And also, because he knows I'm not gay and have no interest in his boy," he explained. "I've spent more nights sitting under Seth's window in wolf form than I care to count."

It made sense. Seth wasn't even a shifter so if anyone dared to come after him, whether they were human or shifter or god forbid, vampire. He would need a strong wolf to protect him. I turned my head when I heard the angelic laughter from my new pack mate. He and Seth were almost in tears from something they were talking about. I was glad he was in better spirits. Being the imprinted-submissive to an alpha would be difficult. The boy looked so young and naïve and I wondered if he would be able to handle his role in the pack.

Paul decided it was time to go when Embry began yawning. We said goodnight to the remaining pack members and made our way home, with a sleepy Embry riding on my back. When we got to the house, Paul phased first and lifted him from me carrying him into the house and stripping him to his boxers before pulling the blankets over him. I watched him closely from the open door. Paul was gruff on the outside but, he was also one of the most caring people I'd ever met. I trusted my alpha, my best friend with my life.

We made our way down the hall and I turned to go to my room when Paul grabbed my elbow. I looked him in the eyes where an internal fire burned. It was then that I smelled his arousal and saw his chest heaving. I knew this look although, it had never been so intense before. I knew what he needed and I was the only one he could ask it from. Without words, he push me so that my back hit the wall with a thud. My body began to react as his hips pressed against mine and our clothed cocks rubbed together. He lifted my shirt exposing my pecks.

"Tell me you don't want this," he panted. "Tell me and I'll stop," he dipped his head and bathed my nipple with his warm wet tongue before taking the hardened nipple between his teeth. His eyes remained on mine waiting for me to say no. I couldn't, I was too far gone. I was as needy as he was. I could still smell Embry's sweet scent

and my head fell back against the wall, my eyes rolling in the back of my head. "Emmett!" he growled.

"No, don't fucking stop," I finally replied. I pulled his hips impossibly closer looking for more friction. His lips left my chest and he brought me into a kiss as his fingers fumbled with the buttons of my jeans. When he finally opened them he pushed them down along with my boxers. My cock was like steel and I thought it would explode if he touched it. He turned me to face the wall in one quick move and I heard the sound of the wrapper tearing behind me.

He pushed a finger inside me and then a second. He brushed against my bundle of nerves and I groaned. I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Fuck, Emmett. So fucking tight," Paul panted. I spread my legs as far as my pants would let me and pushed my ass back, silently telling him to take me. He pulled his fingers out and I felt his cock head against my hole. He probably should have taken more time to prep me but, we were both too horny to care. He push through the tight ring of muscle slowly and rested his head on my back panting. In one long stroke he pushed his way inside me, stretching me until he was fully seated. Fuck, the burn. God, nothing was better than his cock up my ass.

"Emmett," he said.

"Just fucking move," I pushed back against him. My hands rested against the wall and my fingers curled scraping the paint as he started to pull out and push back in, the pace picking up quickly. His fingers squeezed my hips where I knew bruises would form as he pounded into me. It was only moments later when I yelled his name as my orgasm roared through me, my cock left untouched. Paul's movements became erratic as my ass squeezed his cock bringing his release. Paul rested his body on mine as I held us up against the wall trying to catch our breath. I never had an orgasm that intense before. I heard the soft click of a door closing as we stood there panting.

"Shit," Paul said lifting off me. He pulled out slowly and I hissed. I would be feeling it this time, a little longer than usual. He put a kiss on my shoulder and helped me dress. "We need to talk to him. He might understand."

"Maybe," I hoped he would.

I knocked on his door and opened it a crack to see him lying on his side with his back to us. I sat down on the edge and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned to look at me but I couldn't see his face in the dark room.

"I'm sorry," he said softly. "I heard,"

"No reason to apologize. You did nothing wrong," I told him. Paul came behind me putting his hands on my shoulders. Embry pushed himself to sit against the headboard folding his legs with his hands in his lap. His head was bowed and I wanted to pull him to me and comfort him. I almost sat on my hands trying to keep them to myself. The scent in his room was strong and even though I had just gotten the fucking of my life, I could feel my cock twitching.

"I told you that we never had a submissive," he nodded his eyes never leaving his hands.

"The need to mate for a dominant is very strong," Paul said. "For an alpha, its even greater," his hands squeezed my shoulders. "We are best friends and we love each other."

"So, you had no other choice? You forced Emmett to mate with you?" Embry asked.

"No!" Paul's voice loud in the quiet room. "I would never ask him to do that."

"I wanted to as much as Paul did, Embry," I reached out and lifted his chin for him to look at us. "We both needed release, true but, we care about each other. If we had to do it all over again, I wouldn't change anything."

"But you are a dominant?" Embry's voice full of confusion. "It's just not,"

"It doesn't make him less or weaker, Embry. We are equal in this," Paul explained. "And it isn't wrong if both people want the same thing in their hearts. It's what worked for us and no one was hurt."

"Speak for yourself, Pauly," his grip tightened on my shoulders painfully. I smiled knowing how much he hated the nickname. "Remember the hotel in Lexington,"

"How was I suppose to know the bed would break?" Paul interrupted. I chuckled and I heard giggles coming from Embry. I looked at his face wishing I could see the smile in the darkness.

"It took days for my knee to heal," I said with a pout. "When it rains it still aches a little."

"That's not from a night on a broken bed, that's because you're old," Paul slapped his hand against my shoulder. Embry laughed openly at our banter. I loved the sound and vowed to make sure I heard it every day from now on.

"I'm not that old, ya geezer," I snapped back.

"Are you okay, Embry?" Paul asked when the giggles stopped. "Do you understand?"

"Yeah, I think so," he nodded his head. "It's just so different from what I know, what I was taught. Jacob isn't like a lot of alphas. I've heard stories and I've met a lot of alphas looking for submissives. I could see their cruelty in their eyes, like James the other day. He looks at us like were are possessions, something to control."

"That is why pack law states that a submissive can chose his alpha, Embry," Paul said. "And that no alpha can hide a submissive. Submissives don't have many rights after that. You can't complain about an abusive alpha or dominant, you can be made to bear as many children as your alpha wants, he isn't even punished if he kills his subs."

"Jacob isn't like that. He's a good alpha and I would never have left except," he paused for a moment and looked out his window. "I'm a bastard, a shifter without a father," he whispered. I couldn't take it. I pulled him into my lap and he wrapped his arms around me tucking his head under my chin. I rubbed his back trying to sooth him.

"You aren't a bastard. I don't understand why your mother refuses to tell anyone but," I paused.

"But what?" he asked.

"If she had, you wouldn't be with us and I can't be upset about that," I explained. We sat in a comfortable silence, all of us in our own thoughts. I held the person I thought would complete me, I hoped he felt the same. "Why, did you chose us? You didn't know anything about us," I asked.

"I looked you both in the eyes. I knew you were different. I knew that you would be kinder than alphas like James. I just," he sat up to look at me. "I knew I belonged."

I kissed his head and tucked him back into my chest. Paul stood ruffling our heads before leaving the room. I knew I should leave him to sleep as well but couldn't find it in me just then. I had no idea how long I held his warm body to me but, when his soft snores filled the room I stood placing him back on the bed tucking him in. I ran my fingers through his hair before going to my room.

I stood at the stove the next morning making breakfast with the cd player going once again.

"I want to love you (P.Y.T) Pretty young thing, You need some loving, tender loving care, And I'll take you there..."

"Emmett," Paul growled. I turned and smiled at him as he broke yet another cd. "Seriously?" he raised his eyebrow and then threw the cd against my chest before pouring himself a cup of coffee. I plated him his breakfast and set it down on the counter in front of him.

"So, um," I started. I wasn't sure how most packs worked out who which dominants could mate with which sub but, we weren't your ordinary pack. "Um,"

"Spit it out, Emmett," Paul said in between bites.

"Look, I don't know how to ask you this so I'm just going to say it. I want to date Embry," there I said it. Paul's fork stopped mid-bite and he looked up at me. "I think he's my mate."

"I know he is, Emmett," he said putting the fork on the plate. "I think I knew it when we first smelled his scent. But as your alpha,"

"I know Paul," I interrupted. "you have first claim to all subs, but,"

"You're right, but don't interrupt me. That's not what I was going to say," he chastised me. "I was going to say that as your alpha," he paused and I looked up at him. "You have my blessing to mate with him if he agrees."

My heart soared. Paul was giving up his born right as an alpha to let me date Embry. "Seriously," my voice squeaked.

"Yes, Emmett, seriously," Paul put his hand over mine and gave it a squeeze before returning to his breakfast. "But, I have the right to change my mind if I hear any more of that crap you like to listen to," he said. I shook my head and turned back to the stove. Paul put his dishes in the sink when he finished saying he would be in the shower. I began singing into the wooden spoon and dancing across the floor. I turned my head to see Embry smiling at me. I immediately straightened up and began to plate up his breakfast hoping I hadn't made a complete dick of myself. I didn't really care what people thought of me but, maybe there are some things that shouldn't be seen on the first morning in our house.

"Good morning," I said as I handed him his plate. I felt the blush creeping into my cheeks. "Coffee or juice?" I asked without looking at him.

"Juice," I could hear the giggle in his voice. Shit, he thought I was an idiot. I poured his drink and brought my own plate to sit beside him. I dug into my food not knowing what to say. He started eating and moaned around his fork, the sound going straight to my cock. It was the push I needed.

"So, um," I tried to find the words. Why was this so hard? He'd seen me and Paul together last night and accepted it. He let me hold him feeling safe enough to fall asleep in my arms. It was a simple question but, my stomach was tied up in knots. "I-I was wondering if um, maybe you would like to go out with me sometime?"

His brows furrowed and my heart started to sink. "You mean like, on a date?" he asked. I could only nod. "Emmett, you don't have to date me," he said matter-of-factly. Oh my god, not this crap again.

"Embry, I won't take from you. That's not how it's going to work," I told him. "I want to get to know you."

"But I'm,"

"I want to take you out and move slowly. We could go to the movies, dinner, dancing, and whatever else you like to do," Embry didn't say anything. He stared at me like I had two heads. I didn't only want to get to know him, I wanted him to know me. All of me. Even the singing and dancing to cheesy 80's music me. "How will you ever fall in love with me if we don't go for moonlight walks through flowery meadows or some shit?" I said with a smile. He chuckled at my lame joke which was good because I had a stockpile of them. "So Embry, can I take you out sometime?"

"I would love that," he beamed.