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I am soo sorry for such the long delay! So much has happened to me over the months that I couldn't find the time to update! I promise to not make this a habit and I'll TRY to update more often, but I can't make any promises! I am so sorry!

On a much happier note, as of this past Easter, I'm officially 19! YAY!

Chapter 5

Dirty Dancing

The music was pumping again as I sat and watched Embry do his thing on the stage. It was once again another Truce night, and judging by how well last night went, I was especially leery tonight.

I have been avoiding both Paul and Sam like the plague all day today. I heard from a few of my pack brothers that Sam has been looking for me, but I just couldn't face him after I had to relieve myself of the tension Paul gave me on the beach.

I leaned back in my chair and groaned as I closed my eyes. Fuck, what the hell was I thinking allowing Paul to get that close to me? Was I out of my fucking mind? I shouldn't have allowed that because I knew for a fact that Sam would have had a huge fit if he found out I was a little cozy with Paul.

But he felt so good against me. I couldn't describe how satisfied I felt as he caressed my skin with only his fingertips. His fingertips! God only knew how good it would feel if he ever tried his tongue on me. I shuddered, letting a small moan from my lips.

"Thinking about me, baby boy?"

My eyes opened slowly to find the Alpha I had just been thinking about sitting so close to me, I could feel his heat radiating off his thigh and penetrating deep into mine. I rolled my eyes and snorted, trying to play it cool even though my nerves were slowly being set on fire just by his close proximity.

"You wish," I sneered as I turned my attention to the stage. Embry was currently finishing off his bit and walking down the stage stairs to the main floor. I couldn't help but notice how cute he looked in his dark blue jeans with rips in the knees, matching the grey and black shirt he was wearing. It had slashes and rips all over it, showing off teasing views of his russet skin. He curled his hair into chaotic spirals, but it looked good on him.

I couldn't help but feel a bit envious of him. He seemed so relaxed without a care in the world. The complete opposite of me. Hell, I couldn't remember the last time I felt so at ease. It felt like a lifetime ago.

"Jake!" a voice squealed to my right. I turned my head to find Seth waddling his way to me, Luka following closely behind him. As soon as he reached me, he wrapped his dainty arms around my neck in a hug, a huge smiling lighting up his features, his mate standing silently behind him. "How have you been doing, Jake?" he asked me when he let me go.

I returned his eager smile, my hands clasped in his. "I've been feeling okay, Seth," I said as I glanced over at Paul. He seemed so relaxed, leaning back in his chair; his long legs sprawled out in front of him and his arm resting on the back of my chair nonchalantly. "I've seen better days, though," I quipped. Seth giggled before turning to Paul and nodded in a respectful greeting.

"Alpha," he said softly.

Paul nodded in acknowledgement.

"Seth," his deep voice resonated deep from within his chest. I turned away to hide the tiny smile creeping to my lips. "How is everything with you three?"

"Good, Alpha," Luka answered as he wrapped a gentle arm around his mate. I watched on as Seth sighed in contentment and leaned into him. I felt a surprising twinge of jealousy pierce my stomach at the sight. Luka's voice snapped me out of my thoughts before I could wonder on it more.

"Aleigha is getting stronger and stronger every day, just like her mother."

Seth blushed before tucking his head into Luka's chest, hiding from us. Luka gave a small chuckle before kissing the top of his head. "Sit down now sweetheart," we heard him whisper. "I don't want your feet to be hurting you."

Seth gave a contemptuous snort but allowed Luka to pull a chair out for him and grabbed his hand to steady himself as he sat down. Luka quickly pulled a chair beside him and pulled him into his chest.

"Well, I'm glad you guys seem so completely content with one another. It seems like not too long ago you two seemed like you couldn't stand being even ten feet from each other., More so Seth than you, Luka."

I glanced quickly to Paul before returning my gaze to the lovebirds in front of me. It seemed absurd that there was once a time where Seth couldn't stand being near his mate, the father of his unborn child. They seemed so hopelessly lost in love that it was too farfetched to believe otherwise.

It was silent for a bit before I heard Paul heave a sigh and get to his feet. I glanced over at him to find him hovering not three inches from me. And once again, my breathing stopped, stilled by his close proximity. I stared into his deep grey eyes that seemed to go on for forever. I jumped slightly when he trailed a finger down my flushed cheeks to my parted lips.

"Care for a dance, baby boy?" he asked softly, his voice mesmerizing. Unable to comprehend completely, I gave a small nod. Swiftly, Paul pulled me from my seat and onto the dance floor which was packed full of dancing bodies. No one was currently singing on the stage, so unfortunately there was no one to distract me from him.

Just as we stepped onto the floor, the song changed into one of my favorites, Dirty Dancer by Enrique Iglesias featuring Usher. I smiled as the beat rocked through my body I decided to just go with it. I felt Paul's arm wrap around my waist as he led me to the center. With the music pumping so loud he had to lean in close to speak into my ear, but I shivered nonetheless.

"Will you be my dirty dancer, baby?" he whispered huskily.

I glanced over my shoulder at him, a snide smirk on my lips.

"Oh, you have no idea what you are asking there, big boy."

And with that I ground my ass into him, giving him a taste of what I could do. I relished the sound of his groan even through the noise surrounding us. I felt his arms tighten around me as he pulled me closer into him, his harsh breathing right by my ear.

"Is that a challenge I hear? There is one thing you need to understand, Jacob."

I was quickly turned around to face him, our groins rubbing against each other through the rough material of denim consisting of our jeans. The smirk I was wearing dissipated as I groaned at the contact, my fingers gripping tightly onto his muscled arms as he continued to grind into me.

"I'm an Alpha," he continued. I bit my lip as I watched him through hooded eyes. "And I accept all challenges presented to me."

I whimpered as I lost myself to the beat and to the arms wrapped tightly around me, so strong and protective. I never wanted this to stop. If I would die this very moment, I would have absolutely no complaints and I'd go with a big ass grin on my face.

I don't know how long we remained on the dance floor. I only knew that Paul's arms were starting to feel real good to me to even think about stopping. We were currently dancing to a slow song when I opened my eyes to gaze at him. He was utterly gorgeous in his faded jeans, which hugged his ass just right. He was wearing a simple white button up shirt, which of course, wasn't buttoned at all, showing off his expansive chest and beautiful stomach.

I didn't realize I was staring until I felt his finger lifted my chin so that our eyes met. I blushed at being caught.

"Do you realize what you do to me when you flush red like that?" he whispered softly. I shook my head, unable to speak. "You do all kinds of things to me, baby boy. You make me want to be with you every second of the day. You make me want to protect you from all things that could harm you." He lowered his voice as he lowered his face so that our lips were almost touching and my eyes fluttered. "You make me want to peel every single article of clothing from this sexy body of yours and just devour it whole. You make me want to do all kinds of things to you, baby. And I want you to want the same thing. As a matter of fact, I need you to want it. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold back my wolf from claiming you, especially since you're as close as you are now."

My breath stilled as his lips brushed softly against mine, the pressure sending butterflies to my stomach. I couldn't think clearly, my mind foggy with desire. A small whine escaped me as he continued to tease my lips with his own.

"Do you want that?" he whispered, his hot breath washing over me like a suffocating wave. I nodded minutely. "I need you to answer me, Jake," he clarified. The hand that was holding my chin went to me cheek, cupping it in his strong hand.

I closed my eyes tightly and shook my head, trying to clear it, but it was pointless. I was trapped in everything that was Paul and I've already passed the point of no return.

"Yes," I squeaked out, though the voice sounded foreign to me. "Yes, I want it."

Instantly, Paul's lips were on mine, caressing my mouth with soft touches. I immediately opened my mouth to receive him. At the first contact of our tongues, fireworks exploded around us. Every single never I had was blazing with passion and I wrapped both my arms around his neck, getting to my tippy-toes so that I could get to him better. Paul growled as he pulled me harshly into him again, his arm still wrapped tightly around my waist.

This kiss was something different completely. It was passionately and soft all at the same time. Paul's actions were rough; his arms gripping at my hips and waist and lightly scratching the skin with blunt nails, and the open growls he exuded as he claimed more and more of my mouth. But it was surprisingly gentle as well; something I was sure Paul was incapable of being.

His tongue massaged mine almost languidly, caressing every inch of my mouth like he was mapping out his territory claiming it as his own. It made my knees weak like soggy paper and I was sure that had Paul not had such a strong hold on me, I would have fallen a thousand times over. Especially since he kept grinding his hardness into mine, making me shake even more.

But as quickly as it all began, it ended just as suddenly. A growl that was neither mine nor Paul's pulled us apart. Without turning around, I instinctively knew who it was behind us, my wolf cowering at the anger tone of its Alpha.

With panting breaths I turned my head away from Paul, berating myself for my lapse in judgment.

"Fuck me," I groaned in a whisper. I felt Paul's laughter.

"Gladly," he teased.

I shot him a warning glance before turning to my Alpha, prepared for the worst.

So, the next chapter, I'm gonna have Jacob spend some time with Sam. He has been spending a lot of time with Paul, though I am not complaining in the least! Plus, I think I'll have Jacob decide who he wants to be with, even though I'm sure you guys know what he's gonna do:)

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