I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT WHAT SO EVER! STEPHANIE MEYER RIGHTFULY GETS ALL THE CREDIT! I OWN NOTHING!

Once again I am so sorry about the delay in update! I just want to apologize and beg your guys' forgiveness!

Anyways, I want to clarify what I said earlier about the no female thing! There are females in this story, but they won't be major characters (I'm sure they won't be minor characters as well)! There was a bit of confusion there that I thought I should clear up.

Now, both female and submissive males can bear children. It is not dangerous to phase while pregnant! As a matter of fact, it's encouraged. I will delve into this deeper as the story progresses.

And of course, I've got to give my shout out to alyssauni12 because she is giving me so much help on this story, it's not even funny. As a matter of fact, the majority of this chapter contain her ideas! SO THANK YOU!

Chapter 4

Oh Baby

I raced towards the beach, needing some sort of distance between Sam and I. I needed to clear my head after the nice little make out session we had back there at the house. When I finally reached the beach, I seeked out the lone driftwood tree that was rooted deep beneath the ground. When I sat down on the low hanging branch, I let my mind drift to what Quil and Embry were talking about earlier.

I could see what they were talking about, but they even admitted it that the dominate dictates the rules of life. I knew I couldn't live life like that. I needed my own free will. To have someone else run my life without my say so was just wrong on so many levels. No, I wouldn't let Sam nor Paul claim me. And if—by some miracle of a small chance—they did claim me, I would be the one to tell what's what. I would be the one setting the rules while they grovel at my feet. I snickered at the image.

A light tap on my shoulder startled me from my thoughts. I turned around to find a cherubic face staring right at me. I jumped to my feet, surprised to find him so close.

"I'm sorry to startle you," he said quickly. He had his arms held out in front of him, showing no threat. Now that I was actually looking at the boy, I was able to see that he looked quite beautiful. He had a round face filled with cheeks stained red and full lips the color of a rose. His eyes were large and light brown, shining in mischievous innocence. His black hair was cropped short, standing up in tiny spikes. As beautiful as his face was, my eyes were drawn to his stomach, bulging out from underneath the large dull green T-shirt three sizes too large for his small frame. I watched, entranced, as the boy settled a tender hand over his stomach, rubbing it soothingly.

It was a minute before I realized I was just standing there with a dumbfounded look on my face and I flushed with embarrassment.

"No," I said quickly. "No, you're fine. You didn't startle me. I was just thinking. Please, sit down. You shouldn't be on your feet in such a delicate condition."

The boy rolled his eyes, both his arms now cradling his swollen stomach. "Oh, please. You sound just like my mate." He muttered but he let me help him sit down, his hand never leaving his distended stomach. "Thank you," he said softly.

"No problem," I replied as I settled myself down beside him. "I'm Jacob by the way," I said as I held out my hand to him.

"I now," the boy smirked in my direction. I gazed at him, confused. My Alpha laid a claim on you last night."

It was then that his pack scent assaulted my nose

Pine and fresh open air.

I gasped, realizing that this boy was a member of Paul's pack. I shivered as I took in that growingly familiar scent. The boy's soft chuckle reached my ears.

"You know," he said, his smile widening. "I have never seen anyone stand up to Paul like you did last night. He must really like you if he didn't rip your head off for getting in his face like that. Even our Beta, Jared, doesn't get in his face like you did." He chuckled for a minute before he looked at me, his eyes glittering. "My name's Seth, by the way."

I took his proffered hand and shook it.

"Nice to meet you," I said, unable to keep the smile off my face. I was quickly learning that his personality was infectious.

"And this," Seth spoke softly, looking down at his stomach. "Is Aleigha."

I couldn't help but notice the tender look on Seth's face as he rubbed his stomach. It held so much love for his unborn child.

"So it's a girl?" I asked lamely, not knowing what else to say.

"Yeah," Seth sighed happily. "Luka wanted me to know her something dumb like Jessica or Jennifer, but my daughter is going to be original. Aleigha Faith just seemed right to me."

"Luka?" I asked, confused.

"My mate," Seth clarified. "He and I have come a long way, you know? But I love him with all my heart. And when our daughter is born, he'll be so wrapped around our fingers, he won't know what to do," he laughed softly.

I nodded, my eyes turned on his stomach. There were a few members of my pack that were expecting, but none of them were showing this much. It was almost unbelievable that growing inside Seth's body was a baby, a tiny little person. I was in complete awe.

"Do you—do you want to feel?" Seth asked suddenly.

I glanced up at him, surprised. He wore a soft smile on his lips, his brown eyes bright. I lifted my hand, unsure of what to do next.

"Are you sure?" I asked timidly.

Seth nodded and took my hand. With his free hand, he pulled his shirt over the large lump and exposed tan skin. His skin felt smooth and when he pressed my hand into his hard flesh. I felt slight movement the instant we touched, causing me to jump slightly, a slight gasp escaping me. Seth chuckled and gripped my wrist tighter, forcing me to press my hand into his stomach. I was surprised to find the skin firm to the touch. This time, though, I felt a distinct kick right in the middle of my palm.

"Is she your first?" I asked after a moment of silence. Seth nodded. "How far along are you?"

"I'll be six months this Thursday."

I nodded and looked back at his belly, not realizing that my other hand was grasping my own flat one. Is this how I will look pregnant? Flushed red with my eyes glowing with love and devotion? Would my stomach look this full and round? Would I carry Sam's or Paul's child? Could I even take be a mother? I bit my lip and suppressed a small smile trying to break free. I couldn't help the butterflies in my stomach when I thought of carrying Sam's or even Paul's child within me.

I was brought out of my thoughts as a threatening growl broke the air. I gasped loudly and ripped my head away when I saw a rather large man standing right in front of us, his eyes dark in anger and his lip curled in a snarl. I realized with a start that he was sending that death glare. I jumped to my feet, wanting to defend myself and Seth against this wolf if he decided to attack without warning. I was baffled when Seth stood, his eyes narrowed as he glowered at this shaking wolf.

"Luka!" Seth shouted as he glared at the man. I glanced at him, worried. He was standing there, one hand on his lower back and the other on his tummy. I quickly realized that this must be Seth's mate. He was so handsome. His face was sharp with angles. His pink lips, which were currently pulled into a menacing snarl, were full and lush. His eyes were brown, customary to our kind, and they were dark with black anger. His long brown hair was pulled into a low ponytail. I glanced further down to find thick muscular arms protruding from a tight grey muscle shirt, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. Legs that I knew were as muscular as his arms were encased in a pair of faded jeans and looked soft to the touch. Needless to say, this man was sexy.

I glanced wearily at Seth as he waddled towards his mate, his eyes also set in anger. I didn't think he would attack Seth, but you could never be too careful.

As soon as Seth was close enough, Luka reached out and grabbed Seth, pulling him close to his side and turning him away from me, his snarl now louder as he stared at me.

"Luka! Stop! Why in the hell are you acting this way?" Seth's muffled voice came.

"He was touching my child and my mate," Luka replied heatedly. His eyes never left mine, but his lips were pressed into a tight line now that he was touching Seth

"Stop being such a Neanderthal," Seth grumbled. I watched with little amusement as his tiny hands pounded against his mate's chest. He huffed when he realized that it had little effect. I looked on as Seth stood on his tippy toes so that he was close to Luka's ear. "I thought you said you wouldn't do this again, especially after I got pregnant," he whispered quietly.

That seemed to snap Luka out of his glare. Almost like I wasn't even there, he turned to Seth. The boy's brows were furrowed and his eyes were set in both sadness and slight anger. His hand was once again resting on his stomach, almost like he was seeking comfort from his unborn baby.

"Oh, baby," Luka cooed as he cupped large hands over Seth's cheeks. "I'm so sorry. I just can't help myself." One hand trailed down to cover Seth's on his tummy. "It's just that we're surrounded by dominate wolves and you look absolutely beautiful pregnant and glowing."

Seth gave him a large smile and arms his small arms around his mate's strong neck. "You don't have to worry about anything, sweetheart. I'm yours. For forever. And so is little Aleigha."

Luka smiled before leaning in to get a kiss, his thick arms around Seth's waist, holding him up and pull him in close. It was such a tender moment; I had to look away, letting them have this private moment.

"And besides," Seth said. "You shouldn't be growling at Jake, anyways. Not only am I going to force him to be my friend," he winked at me before continuing. "But he could also be our Alpha's future mate."

Right on cue, I felt strong arms encircle my waist, scaring me half to death. I looked over my shoulder to find Paul staring at the couple in front of us, his face emotionless.

"Seth's right," Paul's deep voice said. "I don't much like the fact that you growled at him."

Luka bent his head passively, submissively. "Forgive me, Alpha," he spoke, his face reddening.

Paul nodded before turning his attention to me, a smile lighting his hard features.

"How are you doing today, baby boy?"

I blushed and looked away, hating the fact that I haven't pulled away from Paul's touch, nor did I have the desire to do so.

"I'm fine," I murmured.

Paul lifted my chin with a finger, forcing me to lift my head and look at him, a shudder ripped through me when I met depthless grey eyes. I was once again stunned at the beauty of this man. I bit my lip to suppress the moan that was threatening to rip out of me.

"Don't ever look away from me, Jake," he said, his Alpha timbre strong in his voice, and even though he wasn't my Alpha, I felt compelled to obey him. "I want to always see those pretty brown eyes."

We just stared at each other, neither of us able to look away. Paul's finger was brushing softly over my lower lip, trying to coax it out from between my teeth.

"We'll just give you two some privacy," Seth's voice pierced the quiet. I barely registered it, forgetting completely that he and Luka were even there. Silently, they made their retreat.

It seemed like eons passed before Paul broke the stillness. With a soft sigh, he released me from his gaze and sat down beside me, his hands now resting on my hip and thigh.

"Hello, Paul," I whispered, my eyes trained on his mouth. I couldn't help but wonder what they would taste like.

"Hello, Jake," Paul returned with a smirk.

I sat there quietly, not knowing what else to do. The only sound around us was the gulls cawing above us.

"You stink of Uley," Paul said suddenly, startling me.

"Because I belong to his pack," I quipped quickly, casting him a sideways glance before returning my eyes to the ocean.

"No," Paul growled deeply. I gasped loudly when his arms pulled me forcibly into his lap, my back to his chest. He buried his nose deep into my neck inhaling me like a fine perfume. I shuddered at the action. "You smell like he was all over you earlier today."

I bit my lip and leaned my head back, allowing him more access to my throat A small whimper escaped me when I felt his hot breath so close to me.

"That's because he was," I whispered, my eyes closed.

Paul snarled suddenly as he pulled me closer into him. It was incredible that I only met this guy officially last night and already my body was reacting to him to intensely.

"I don't like that," Paul growled again. "And my Alpha wold sure as hell doesn't like that either."

I groaned when I felt his hands snake underneath my shirt, his nails scratching into my skin. I arched into his touch, wanting more at the same time I wished he would stop. His mouth closed in on my pulse and sucked, hard. I squirmed in his lap, wanting friction.

"Paul,' I whined as my hands clawed at his arms. "Stop."

"I can't," he said, his voice heavy with lust and desire. "Nor do I want to. I want to erase Uley's scent from your body and replace it with mine. And if that means doing this, then so be it."

I leaned into him, unable to stop myself. My mind was racing as I once again fought myself. My body yearned to be touched and caressed by Paul's seemingly talented fingers, but my mind tried to scream clarities on me, demanding that I end this at once. And once again, my head won out.

With great difficulty, I wrenched myself away from him. I walked a few feet away from him to clear my head. I ran a hand through my long ebony tresses and took a deep breath.

"You sure do live up to your reputation," I heard behind me. I turned around to find Paul all laxi-daisy on the breach, his arms restig behind his head as he leaned into the trunk of the tree. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and sneered at him.

"And then again, you have yours yet to achieve."

Paul quirked a brow along with a sexy as fuck smirk.

"And what reputation might that be?"

"I was told numerous times that you were a hothead with a bad temper. I'm sure someone with that rep would have a very…vigorous attitude towards sex and I have yet to see that," I lied. I saw it the very first second I saw him. Paul was the type of guy that took shit from no one. Period. Paul knew it was a lie, judging by the way his smirked turned devilish.

"Okay, come back over here, baby boy, and I'll show you how vigorous I can be."

I suppressed a shiver.

"Very straightforward, are we?" I smirked as I took a few steps back and away from him.

"It's in my blood."

"I'm sure," I muttered before I finally turned my back on him.

"Just you wait, Jake! As soon as I get you beneath my sheets, you'll see if I can live up to my reputation."

I raced away from him at the sound of his deep laughter with extremely tight pants and a rather hard problem to deal with when I got back to my house.

Oh, Paul. The things you do to me…

*AHEM* Anyways… I wasn't planning on this story containing Seth (All credit goes to alyssauni12). I just always see Seth as too pure and innocent and I just can't taint him with my slash-like ways, but oh well, he's in here now!

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