Sorry it took so long, me and my boyfriend caught bronchitis and I've been recuperating and taking care of my babe.
-Blaine POV Cont.
For a long time Blaine had been removed from crowds. His family might have parties, but he usually stayed in his room. He was home-schooled and they never had much use from going to stores in his family life. With all of this in consideration, it was no surprise that Blaine had trouble fitting in with large groups.
Twelve werewolves and their mates were packed into Sam's house, and the sound and body heat was almost overpowering to Blaine. He clung to Jacob, not out of affection, but because he was nervous. Jacob didn't know the difference though, he simply slung his arm around Blaine's shoulder.
When the pair walked in the room went silent. Only the sound of their collective breathing gave them away. Every eye was on Blaine, which was exactly what he didn't want. Out of the staring though, Blaine was able to make out an amber stare. There was a blond goddess standing hand in hand with Quil, who Blaine only knew because of his first pack meeting. Which had ended...well not so good from the way things were now.
Blaine remembered that first night, about how happy he was to have someone who could take care of him. How safe he had felt. Everything had changed though. Now there was Emmett who made him safe, and Jacob who terrified him...And this blonde vampire who was staring at him.
"Okay everyone, we're here for a meeting, not to stare at Blaine."
Blaine couldn't really blame them, the last time he had seen most of the pack, Jacob had taken him out. For all they knew, he was Jacob's bitch. However, he soon found out the real reason they were all staring.
"So this is the kid that broke our alpha." Paul said laughing and wrapping his arm around Seth.
Jacob let out a snarl, "Paul, you are three seconds away from having your head adorn my lawn. You will treat Blaine and myself with respect, or your corpse will."
Seth stepped forward protectively, but Paul mumbled an apology. Albeit with a glare.
"If anyone one else has a fucking problem with my imprint, step forward now." Jacob said, which of course no one did. Either everyone else loved Blaine, or everyone was afraid. With a sigh Blaine had admit to himself that it was probably the latter. Blaine had never seen Jacob so...protective before. Over one simple word, Jacob had nearly lost control. And Paul...Paul had just been a dick with no provocation. If he had never met Emmett would this be what he had to look forward to? Fights between Jacob and Paul or anyone else who disapproved? Without even having a clear reason for disapproving. Paul was dating Seth, do what was wrong with Blaine dating Jacob...or pretending to?
Of course he wasn't going to ask these questions, at least...not in front of everyone. Something about Paul's jeer bothered him though. It was bad enough that he was going to break Jacob's heart, but to know that his pack mates were being assholes because of Blaine was another matter. He resolved to talk to them (especially Paul) later. Tonight, if he could help it.
All of this and the blonde's eyes never left his face. Even when everyone else in the room dropped their gaze, she held him with her amber stare.
"Jake, babe, who is that blonde vampire?" He whispered in Jacob's ear, though he knew the vampire would be able hear.
"That's Rosalie Hale." He said in a low voice.
Blaine knew immediately who she was. Emmett had explained about his ex, but Blaine never thought he'd meet her here of all places. Knowing that that they were talking about her, Rosalie glided over, with Quil not far behind. It was hard, even for a gay man not to notice how gorgeous she was. He was reminded of a line from a movie, 'no one's that gay.' He had to admit, that it applied to her...at least on looks alone. Blaine knew what she was like deep inside, but Quil probably didn't even notice. He was staring at her with adoration on his face, while she spoke.
"So, you're are the witch that everyone is talking about?" She said without malice in her voice.
Jacob let out a growl, but before he could even say anything, Rosalie held up her hand in apology. "I swear I meant no offense Jacob. My ex fell in love with someone who the alpha of our pack had imprinted on, and I've never even met him." Blaine noticed that she called the pack 'our pack.'
Jacob rolled his eyes, "Fine. Rosalie, Blaine. Blaine, Rosalie. There, now can I please get this meeting started?"
"You can get the meeting started, I would like to have a conversation with Blaine if that's alright?" Rosalie asked, though it was more like an order. Rosalie seemed to be used to getting her way.
Jacob wasn't buying it though,
"No. Blaine is going to stay with me. I'm sick of leeches trying to take him-" Jacob started but, Quil snarled. Holy shit, wolves were fucking crazy. Blaine could not believe how willing they were to just attack each other all the time.
Rosalie placed a hand on Quil's shoulder. "It's alright babe, if Jacob doesn't want to trust the imprint of one of his men, I understand."
Blaine expected another snarl or outburst, but Jacob lowered his head. Apparently, what Rosalie had said was a shot below the belt.
"Fine, go and take my boyfriend. Your ex doesn't mind, so why should you?" Jacob said softly.
Rosalie didn't respond, she jest smiled and took Blaine by the arm. Quil looked like he was going to followed but Jacob barked, "Quil, we have meeting! Stop thinking with your dick for three seconds!"
As the wolves went to the meeting, Rosalie led Blaine outside. They took a seat on a bench on Sam's porch and Blaine lit a cigarette. He felt like he had somehow just survived almost being murdered.
"So you're Rosalie?" Blaine asked taking a drag. He was a little nervous. Was Rosalie going to scold him?
"Yes, I am the former mate of Emmett. And you are the man he loves now?" She looked him over with a smile on her lips. Blaine thought that she was being vindictive, but the smile warmed a little. "Well, from what I've heard from Edward you two are good together, and you care for him."
"So you aren't mad that Emmett is with a man now?" Blaine asked.
Rosalie let out a silvery laugh. "Mad? No, I'm happy that he's happy. I worried when the imprint with Quil happened that he would lose his mind, but then he found you and it's like I never existed."
"And that doesn't bother you?" Blaine asked, surprised.
Rosalie shook her head, he blonde hair dancing on her shoulders. "Of course not. Quil and I are happy together, we fit like two puzzle pieces, so it's only natural that the Gods gave Emmett someone too. I may have fallen in love with Quil, but it's not like I want Emmett to hurt. He has found joy in you, and therefore I am thankful."
"Well I'm glad that you're not mad, I thought you brought me out here to kill me."
"Kill you Blaine? I could never do that Emmett and I could never do that to you. I may not be around that often, but I do know what goes on around here. Mostly thanks to Edward. Blaine Baca, you are the strongest human I've ever known and I hardly know you. Putting up with Jacob and his shit is not something that many people could deal with."
"It's not his-" Blaine started but Rosalie held up and hand and interrupted.
"I don't want to hear that it's not his fault Blaine. I live with a wolf and they can take control if they want to. Jacob has no self control, that is fault, not yours. On top of the fact that you love Emmett and I know he loves you. Why should you be stuck in this situation?"
"I don't know, but as much as I want to be with Emmett I can't hurt Jacob. Somehow, I know this isn't his fault."
"That bullshit might work with Emmett, but it doesn't work with me. Jacob is an asshole, and Emmett loves you. I don't want to see you get hurt." Her voice was sharp. Gorgeous, but it stabbed right through to his soul. It was worse than when Emmett had confronted him, maybe because she was so upfront about it. Blaine only had the same arguments that he had given before.
"Jacob would never hurt me." He said in a soft voice.
"Jacob already has hurt you. What is that bite mark on your neck? And was it my imagination or did my father have to come down and treat an injury recently?"
It was not until that moment that Blaine truly saw himself as an abuse victim. He had made excuses for Jacob, and even agreed to be with the man. Why? There wasn't even feeling in his heart for the wolf, so why did he care if Jacob got his heart broken?
"Jacob won't stop though, that's why I came to the decision to just deal with it until-"
"Until when Blaine?" A dark voice asked from the porch.
Blaine dropped his cigarette. Paul stood beside the pair with his arms crossed, a sinister grin on his face.
"I asked you a question. Until when Blaine?" He repeated slowly.
Rosalie snarled and rose. Paul just laughed. "Go ahead, attack me Blondie, I'm sure Jacob would be real forgiving, especially since he's such good friends with leeches these days."
Rosalie just glared and said, "If you kill me, you'd be breaking one of your highest laws Paul. You cannot kill the imprint of a pack member."
"No, I can't kill you, but Quil isn't protected by the same laws. I just overheard some of your conversation and came to talk to Blaine about what he was saying...alone."
Rosalie looked like she was going to argue, but she let her gaze fall to Sam's house. Where her love was, conversing with the other members. Blaine knew that if he was in the same situation he would do exactly what Rosalie did. She growled at Paul, but ran back inside where she could be with Quil.
"Now Blaine, I'm only going to ask you one last time, and then I'm going to go get Jacob. You're going to just deal with Jacob, until when?"
Blaine was scared, he was alone with a wolf who he knew didn't like him. To make these worse, this wolf could give a few choice sentences to Jacob and totally fuck Blaine's life forever.
"I was just going to say that I was going to deal with it until Jacob calmed down." Blaine lied. He hoped it sounded convincing.
It wasn't. "Yeah right," Paul sneered, "See, that's your problem Blaine. You lie too much. You may fool Jacob, but that's because he looks at you through the eyes of love. I, however, can see right through your bullshit." Paul had been walking up slowly to Blaine and Blaine in turn had been slowly backing up. Eventually though, Blaine reached the outer wall of Sam's house.
"Looks like I've got you trapped in two ways you little slut." Paul said with a sneer.
Blaine was terrified. "W-what do you want Paul?"
"Now that's more like how you should be acting. You see, before you walked your little ass into our reservation, Jacob was an alpha. A good one too, we were happy to have him leading us. Then you came, and hell, even I liked you. I gave you my room at Sam's before I moved in with Seth, remember?" Paul paused here, so Blaine nodded.
"You were the little orphan kid. We felt bad for you and tried to take care of you. Then Jacob saw you and imprinted. At first we were even happier with you. Jacob had been a little depressed that he hadn't found his soul mate and you were going to bring him a little stability. However, you had this independent streak, and when Jacob, in his natural position as alpha tried to break you, you just got more resistant."
When Paul took a break to take a breath, Blaine interrupted. "I am not Jacob's sex toy."
Paul let out a growl and his skin started to blur with tremors. Blaine thought for a moment that Paul was going to shift and kill him, but after a few moments he calmed himself down.
"Don't interrupt me again." He didn't wait for a response, he just continued with his speech. "Then the muscle head leech saw you and fell in love too Not one to care about what belongs to others, the leech tried to take you away. So now we have this alpha who has no command anymore. All he thinks about is you, and how to make you happy. That is not how a leader is supposed to think, and it's all your fucking fault."
Blaine didn't know what to say or indeed if Paul would let him speak. After a few moments of silence though, Blaine decided to try.
"I still don't know what you want from me Paul. Do you want me to be with someone who I don't love?"
"I don't really care what you do as long as we get our alpha back. If you want to be with the leech, then be with the leech and don't come back. If you are going to be with Jacob though, then be with him and only him. Stop treating his heart like a fucking play thing. Got it?"
Blaine nodded silently, but didn't say anything. Paul gave one final piece of advice before turning around and going back towards Sam's door.
"I'm giving you a week to fix this mess you've made. If you don't I'll rip your throat out. Night Blaine."
Blaine was so shocked it didn't even occur to him to correct Paul. Jacob would kill Paul for daring to touch Blaine, but then he would be breaking the law too. In a way both Rosalie and Paul had told him the same thing. He needed to go be with Emmett. Paul had just given him a deadline. Within a week he had to break up with Jacob.
I know it seems a little rushed, but I promise you it's only this chapter. We still have long ways to go. This is chapter 27 and I'd say I have probably 50 chapters for this story plotted out. Not all is as it appears to be here. PLEASE review, it really helps.