So, I'm just gonna let you guys enjoy this update. I'm not going to express how sorry I am for the long delay, but I am happy to say that I have finally come to the point in my life where things might finally settle down, which means more regular updates like I used to do! YAY!

PS: This chapter is done in Sam's POV and just want to say that no seagulls were harmed in the making of this chapter. You'll find out what I mean;)

Chapter 6

Fury

My eyes latched onto Jacob as soon as I saw him sitting at the table all by himself. As usual, he looked stunning. He left his ebony hair free and I longed to brush the black strands away from his face. I knew that he was avoiding me. I didn't want to chase him away, so I kept my distance, watching him from afar to make sure he didn't receive any unwanted attention. He was my mate, after all.

I held in a growl as I thought of that pompous ass, Paul Lahote. How dare he stake a claim on what was mine? From the very beginning, I detested Lahote and his pack. That hatred only intensified when we both became headstrong Alphas. I don't really remember how this rivalry started, but I remember never getting along with him. He just seemed like an arrogant son of a bitch. He knew it, too. And he used it to his advantage.

But our rivalry reached its peak last night, when Lahote decided to claim my mate. As expected, my wolf didn't take too kindly to another Alpha breaching on its territory. I knew Jake was mine the first time I saw him.

It was three years ago, when he was fifteen and I eighteen. I had just taken over as Alpha a few weeks prior from my deadbeat father, Joshua Uley, when I was introduced to Billy Black. He was well respected within the community and Jake's father, though I didn't know it at the time. Billy had been the Alpha before my father, when Joshua was Second in Command. When Billy was mortally wounded in a battle against a coven of vampires, Joshua stepped up. Billy unfortunately was forced to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair when his wounds didn't heal properly.

Billy and I were currently sitting on his living room, discussing how to lead a pack and how to generally be a good Alpha when I first saw him. He had come out of his room and walked to kitchen, right into my line of sight. My wolf stirred as our eyes connected. He was wearing short sleeping shorts and nothing else, revealing his delicious body to my starving eyes. His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, revealing his slender neck to me. I longed to free his hair from its elastic prison, tug it harshly back and bite down into the supple flesh, marking him as mine.

"Sam, I would like to introduce my youngest, Jacob. Jake, this is going to be your future Alpha, Sam Uley."

Jacob. What a beautiful name for a beautiful boy.

He looked me up and down, assessing me. I straightened up a bit, flexing my muscles a little, showing off. Everything about him screamed submissive, from his shy gaze to his bashful posture. Even though his wolf hasn't matured yet, it recognized its Alpha.

"Hello, Jacob," my gravelly voice said, sounding not at all like the strong timbre of an Alpha.

Jacob bit his lip and I suppressed a groan, my cock rigid in my jean shorts. After a minute of silence, Jacob heaved a sigh and inclined his head slightly to me in a small greeting.

"Sam," he returned before walking to the kitchen and grabbing a glass. I felt a shiver race through my body as he said my name. It sounded so sweet to my ears and I longed to hear it as he moaned it into my ear.

From that day on, Jake had been on my radar constantly. I made sure to remind everyone, including him, that he was mine and no one else was allowed to touch, unless they wanted a clawed face and broken bones. Apparently, Lahote didn't receive the message.

A nudge on my right broke me from my thoughts. I looked over to find John, Alpha of the Williams Plain Pack. He was my closest ally and friend. I knew from experience that he was a strong fighter, with me being on the receiving end a few times. A shook my head to clear my thoughts.

John chuckled before repeating the question I missed.

"I was asking about what you thought of the recent vampire attacks throughout this area. Blake, here, thinks that there may be more than one coven attacking the humans. Not one coven can do the damage that has already been done."

I glanced across as Blake, an Alpha residing in the North Dakota region of the map. I was never too fond of Blake, thinking him too much of a coward to be a true Alpha.

"It might be true," I answered. "I've heard through other packs that covens were starting to band together, I guess to make it harder for us to take them down."

An Alpha to my left, who everyone called Big Boss, Boss for short—though no one knew why—spoke up, "I've also heard that these leeches aren't even hesitating to attack wolves," he said. "A few weeks ago, another Alpha told me that two vamps attacked three members of his pack out of the blue, luckily they were able to dispatch them quickly, but it was a complete shock."

I took this in carefully, assessing the information. "It makes me wonder as to what they are planning," I spoke to no one in particular.

"Excuse me, Sir."

I glanced over my shoulder to find Lahote's Second in Command, Jared Cameron. My eyes tightened reflexively as I regarded a member of Lahote's pack, especially since it was his Second.

"Yes," I answered guardedly.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you Alphas," he said as he dipped his head respectfully. My wolf relaxed a bit as he showed his neck to me in submission. "But I have request to ask of you."

I turned my full attention to him, interested now what he had to say.

"I'm listening," I replied.

I watched with amusement as he fidgeted a little before steeling himself.

"I request your permission to claim a member of your pack as my mate."

Instantly, I snarled and got to my feet, glaring down at this wolf. John immediately grabbed a hold of my arm to stop me from ripping this wolf's head off. I took in deep satisfaction in the fact that he had the brains to cower beneath me. Instinctively, he showed his neck in submission. The act cooled me off a bit but not enough to make me back down.

"How dare you?" I snarled as I tried to shake John off me. "Just because your fucking Alpha decided to stake a claim on my mate, does not mean I will allow anyone else to do the same. I deny your request," I spat.

"No, Alpha," Jared stammered. "You misunderstand. I do not wish to claim Jacob. I have no desire to fight both you and my own Alpha. I wish to claim another member, if you would just let me explain."

Immediately, my growl cut off as I eyed Jared with suspicion.

"Tell me then who you want as a mate."

Sensing that he was no longer in immediate danger, Jared stood straighter, but his eyes remained low out of respect. He nodded his head in the direction of the stage.

"I wish to claim Embry Call as my mate, Sir."

That pulled me up short. I glanced over at Embry as he finished up his dance. I knew Embry was Jake's best friend, along with Quil. I knew that out of the three, he was the perfect submissive in the eyes of other dominates. He was loyal and obedient and he was pretty good looking, though I only had eyes for my Jacob. No one else has expressed interest in him and I knew that he was craving for someone to lead him.

Now that I knew that Jake was no longer in danger of receiving another suitor, I relaxed back into my seat and eyes Jared in a different view, assessing him to see if he was eligible enough for one of my submissives in my pack. I've heard nothing but great things of Jared. I've heard tales how loyal he was to his pack and how he was generally an all around good person. I didn't see anything objectionable about this request at all.

"Does Lahote agree with this request?" I asked.

Jared bristled a bit as I regarded his Alpha with contempt, attesting to how loyal he was.

"My Alpha would want me to be happy, and I know without a doubt that Embry would make me happy beyond belief. And I know that I would do the same for him."

I nodded in understanding. "If Embry wishes it, then I can allow it. No one else has asked me to be his mate, so you have a pretty fair shot."

Jared smiled and bowed his head. "Thank you so much, Alpha. I will make him the happiest mate in the world."

I nodded and dismissed him, pleased that Embry was finally going to have someone that loved him. I knew he wasn't going to refuse Jared's advances.

"Sam, don't look now, but Jacob is getting a little cozy with a certain Alpha on the dance floor," I heard Boss say.

"What?" I nearly shouted. He pointed to the middle of the dance floor and I followed the direction he was pointing at.

I. Saw. Red.

There, right in the middle of the floor where everyone could see them, Jacob—my Jacob—was kissing my sworn enemy, Lahote. Without even thinking about, I wrenched to my feet and made my way to them. Every single person cleared the path for me, not wanting to enrage me further. I snarled louder as I saw Lahote gripping and groping Jake's ass roughly. My wolf did not take too kindly to that.

I growled loudly when I reached them, making my presence known. Instantly, they broke apart and turned to me. My lip curled as I saw how out of breath and flushed Jake looked. He looked so fuckable at that very moment.

Only I was allowed to do that.

"Sam," Jacob's sweet voice said as he regarded me shyly.

I didn't speak. I merely pulled Jake away from him.

"Sam!" Jake squealed in surprise. I barely heard him. I glared at Lahote for a moment longer before turning away from him with Jacob clinging to my side with his eyes wide.

"I don't know why your panties are in such a bunch, Uley," his annoying voice breached. "I have as much of a right to spend time with Jake as you do. In case you've forgotten."

My grip in Jake tightened as I turned to give him a frosty death glare. "Yes, Lahote. I am completely aware of that fact. But I believe that it is my turn to spend some alone time with him. Unlike you, I've had pack matters to attend to instead of sitting on my ass all day and doing nothing."

I took deep satisfaction in the way Lahote's eyes narrowed and the snarl crept to his lips.

"What the fuck are you trying to say, Uley? Are you insinuating that I don't lead my own pack?"

I smirked. "Wow, insinuating. You do know a few big boy words. Now, do you know how to spell that?"

"You motherfucking—" Lahote roared, revealing to me his infamous rage issues. He was shaking and shivering as a chain of growls was emitted from deep within his chest. He took a step toward me and snarled. Immediately, both our Seconds were by our sides, Jared on his right and, ironically, Joshua on mine. I gently pushed Jacob into his arms, needing him out of the way in case this got ugly.

"I'm right here, Lahote. Come and get me."

"No! Stop it right now, the both of you! Enough of this. Let go of me, Josh!"

We both paused as we watched Jacob struggle out of Joshua's hold. My Second looked up at me, asking silently if he should do what Jacob demanded. I nodded and he released him. My flushed mate huffed and glowered at Josh. My Beta raised his hands in surrender and wisely took a step back. Though he was smaller in stature, Jacob could pack a mean punch, with me having been on the receiving end of that as well a few times.

Jake returned his glower to us before stepping in between our shuddering frames and placing a delicate hand on each of our chests. Instantly, my wolf calmed down, my shuddering slowing down to a complete standstill. I sighed in contentment, relishing the fact that only Jacob can quell my wolf from a snarling mass of claws and fangs to a purring mass of fur.

"You two need to stop this senselessness right now," Jacob spoke firmly. "You're causing a scene."

A quick glance around me showed that he was right. Every single pack was circled around us, waiting to see if our rivalry will finally boil over.

"Paul, it's alright. I have no problems going with Sam. You can cool it for a bit."

Lahote glanced down at him, his shivering subsiding as well.

"Only if you're sure, baby boy."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I was never really fond of pet names. My mate's birth name was Jacob, and that's the name that I will always use, except when I deviated to Jake.

"I'm sure," Jacob replied as he thumped me on my chest at my scoff. Lahote gave a curt nod before meeting my gaze. I stared right back as I curled a muscled arm around my submissive and pulled him in close. I shared a look with my Second as I started to walk off, letting him know that he was in charge until I got back.

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"I don't see why you had to let him touch you like that. Especially when you know what it does to me."

Jacob pushed my arm away from his waist as he glared at me in annoyance.

"Okay, Sam, I'm gonna remind you one last time because it seems like you're not really comprehending what I'm saying. You are not my dominate. At least not yet. There should be no reason why you're hovering over me to make sure that I remain like an eighty-year-old nun in solitary."

With a huff, Jake walked to the edge of the beach, letting the waves wash over his feet and stared out into the open ocean, his entire body tensed. We were far away from the Meeting, allowing us the privacy from sensitive ears.

I stared at my beautiful mate as his hair fluttered in the light breeze, subtly reminding me of Pocahontas.

"I don't know how I feel right now, Sam," Jake continued with his back to me. Slowly, I walked toward him. "Everything seems so confusing right now. It feels like I'm being ripped in half by my feelings. A part of me wants nothing to do with you, to be who I want to be without worrying what my mate wants."

By then I had reached him, standing right behind him so that my breath tickled his neck. Tentatively, I curled my arms around him once more. Unlike shrugging them off like I expected, he leaned into me and sighed. My hands rested on his stomach as he rested his head on my shoulder. I brushed my nose against his throat, his scent intoxicating me like nothing else could.

"And at the same time, I want nothing more than to curl up beside you, to have you hold me and never let go."

"I never will," I whispered as I pressed a small kiss to the side of his neck. My fangs lowered and my mouth pooled with saliva as I realized how close I was to marking him, making him forever mine. My breathing started to labor. Like usual, my jeans started to tighten and without consciously thinking it, I started to rut against him.

"I know that," Jake replied. "But, Sam, you've got understand. The same feelings I have for you, I have for Paul."

All my movement ceased when I heard that. My mouth opened in a warning growl as I pushed myself closer to him. I could feel myself shaking as my wolf got closer to the surface than it already was. Jake's breathing stopped as he felt my hold tightening.

"Sam," Jake whimpered breathlessly. He curled his hands tightly around my wrists, trying to remove them. I snarled loudly at the action and dug my face into his neck, my wolf warning him to not try it again. Immediately, Jacob went slack in my arms and leaned his head further back, revealing more of his delicious throat to me. I heard a soft whine and I realized that his wolf had taken over like mine had, exposing how truly submissive he was.

My shaking intensified as I held him, repeating his words over and over in my head and I continued to snarl. How the hell could Jake feel anything for that revolting waste of fur? It was utterly inconceivable.

"Sam," I heard Jake whimper. "Sam, please, you're hurting me."

It was then that I realized how tight my embrace was, bone-crushingly tight for a human and no doubt painful to Jacob. My distended claws were during into the hot flesh of his stomach, nearly drawing blood. Immediately, I released him and jumped away, bursting into my wolf not a second later. I heard Jacob slump to the ground but I paced away from him, not trusting myself to be near him at the moment.

I felt the presence of the other members of my pack out in their wolf forms, just taking a run for the hell of it and for a little alone time. I could feel heir discomfort as they felt their Alpha's anger, some of them whining uneasily.

Phase! Now! I told them, refuting any arguments. Instantly, I felt everyone phase, leaving my chaotic mind bare of anyone else's thoughts except my own. Out of the corner of my, I spotted Jake sitting on the sand, holding himself up by one hand and staring at me. My heart wrenched as I saw the slight fear in his eyes. I never wanted to cause the action in him.

Never.

With a cry of undiluted rage, I leapt at the waves, attacking them with claws and teeth, venting out my anger at the ocean. The salty taste helped clear my mind, but it wasn't enough. My Alpha wanted to tear into something with life, something made of flesh and blood. As soon as I saw the flock of gulls, I didn't think, only acted. A few were able to escape my wrath, but I was able to tear into five before they all disappeared into the distance, scared shitless. As the blood seeped between my teeth, the red tinge started to fade and my growl slowed. I looked down at my paws where feathers stained red clung to my midnight fur.

Sam…

I looked over my shoulder, angry once again that someone didn't listen to my direct order. I found Jacob in his wolf for behind me, though, instead. I curled my lips over in a snarl, exposing sharp and bloody teeth. I'm sure with my slightly chaotic gaze, I was a sight to see.

I watched, motionless, as Jacob literally crawled to me, his ears flat and eyes staring between my eyes instead of directly at them. He knew my Alpha wasn't going to take too kindly to direct eye contact. Thinking it would be a challenge, even though he was my wolf's mate. I stared down at him as I continued to softly growl, my lips still pulled back from my teeth.

Jake continued to whine as he crawled right beneath me. Carefully, as to not set me off again, he licked at my muzzle, trying to soothe me. I allowed him this, though I was still growling. As I watched Jake try to placate me, I was reminded once again why he was the perfect mate for my Alpha. As if by magic, my growling ceased and my face relaxed, letting him continue to kitten lick me. After a moment or two, I heaved a sigh a collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to hold myself up. Jake nuzzled me with his nose, his ears perked up now that I had finally cooled off enough to put him in his place.

Feeling better? He asked with some amusement. I merely huffed and rested my head on my paws. My eyes drooped in near exhaustion.

Now I do, I muttered sleepily.

Yeah, as soon as you tore some birds apart.

I looked into his eyes humorlessly. Better them than you.

Jacob nodded and I gazed back at the sea. I felt Jacob rest his head on top of mine and we remained silent, sharing this moment together.

I'm sorry I lost it, Jacob, I whispered. You know I would never hurt you.

I know, Sam. I just need to figure out what I plan on doing.

I didn't respond, not wanting to ruin this moment we were sharing. This is how it should be. Both Jake and I in our wolf forms staring out into the sea together like there wasn't a care in the world. I huffed in annoyance. Why did fate have to be so fucking cruel?

So now you guys got to know how Jake and Sam officially met! YAY! PLEASE REVIEW!

And either the next chapter or the one after that, Jake is going to make his big decision!