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Chapter 30
All ideas of having dinner were forgotten after Jacob's love declaration. Seth's heart was making an unsuccessful attempt to beat normally. In fact the slave doubted he would ever be the same after getting confirmation that he was indeed loved. In all his years nobody except Leah had told him they loved him. Maybe his mother did when he was a newborn but after she allowed her husband to poison her spirit she did something unforgivable by forsaking her son.
After walking this earth for thirty years he was loved once more. Seth never thought he would enjoy such a luxury and there he was, with no other than the most sought after dominant. Jake was as cruel as he was handsome, luckily his evil ways had been left in the past. The man that only minutes before declared his love in the most unconventional but perfect way possible had given the slave hope for a future.
That night master and slave made love slowly, meaningfully and tenderly. The exquisite sensations they were able to elicit in their partner filling the room with their heady scent. They would obtain their release only to stay in their embrace until their bodies responded again. At one point they moved to the shower and Jake soaped his tired lover kneading his muscles as he stood with his forehead against the cold tile. "Jake we've never had sex in the shower." Stated Seth in the most seductive voice he could manage.
"Baby we'll never have sex again." Seth's eyebrows pinched together as he studied his master's gorgeous features. "The rapture of sex will only find us when we make love." Jacob's lips turned upwards as he saw his boyfriend relax and his heart stop its crazy racing.
"But puppy, you're right; we've never made love in the shower. I would love to, if you're not sore. This will be the third time and I really don't want you to be hurting." Seth didn't answer, instead he sank to his knees and took his master's member between his lips and surrounded with the moist cavern of his mouth. Jacob was doing cartwheels in his mind, from the instant his pup mentioned having sex he felt his body react. The master leaned against the wall as his submissive's lips worked their magic. The slave needed to feel his master's body against him, to be filled by his lover as they became one.
When the slave abruptly stopped his ministrations Jacob opened his eyes to look at his pup in search for an answer. He didn't even realize he was pouting until the submissive pointed it out. "As stunning as that pout looks on you I can't have any of that mister; I want you to make love to me." Seth surprised himself by how vocal he was, demanding even. Instead of his daring attitude turning off or angering the dominant it had the opposite effect. Jake pulled him to his feet with a jolt and before the slave could react attacked his neck. The master knew how much the sub loved it when his neck got attention and he was more than happy to volunteer for the job. They enjoyed the feeling as their turgid members touched, each one of them pushing their hips forward in search of more friction. Taking the initiative Seth turned to face the wall, separated his legs and offered himself to his master. That was all the invitation the dominant needed. Seth didn't require any preparation since he was still loose from their last encounter. Jacob still possessed him slowly, giving him time to adjust and increasing both their pleasure. The slave's body felt as a warm velvet glove as he engulfed his master's member. They found a good rhythm of action and reaction that took them on a turbulent ride until they reached the cusp of their shared passion.
Seth's orgasm was so intense that his knees buckled and his master had to hold him up so he wouldn't crumble to the floor. They could make love a thousand times and it would still feel like the first time. Everything they experienced in their little piece of paradise. It seemed to have happened ages when only a few months had passed. The lovers stepped out of the shower and stood on the soft mat where the master proceeded to dry them off before strutting back to the bedroom with his boyfriend in his arms. Both men were satisfied, sated and in love. Jacob held his sub in his strong arms while running the pads of his fingers on his back. Soon enough the slave's even breathing let the alpha know that his angel was sound asleep. Jake prayed silently, asking that they would be granted the joy of making love like this for the rest of their lives. With that thought in his mind the master closed his eyes and fell asleep with a content smile on his face.
As the morning sun peeked through the white fluffy clouds the world around the two lovers became brighter and full of activity. Used to waking up before his master Seth moved out of the bed slowly only stopping for a moment when his master stirred in his sleep. The slave still adhered to the initial orders he received upon his arrival at the manor. His head and body remained hair free even though he was certain that if he asked, his master he would lift that order. He took pride on the fact that his master had never found him inadequate. The slave lived to please his master even if it was with something as simple as his appearance.
When the submissive came back in the room he found his master setting up their breakfast. Seth saw the twinkle in his master's eyes when his eyes landed on him, he felt self-conscious and insecure but blushed nonetheless. The slave gave him his best grin and ran to meet his lover, flinging himself to his master's awaiting arms. "Good morning, puppy; slept well?"
"Yes I did, for some reason that I can't explain I was very tired last night." The slave feigned innocence but he couldn't fool anyone. He had been outright demanding, lucky for him his master loved him too much to take advantage of his weakness.
"I'm sure you have no idea." Said Jake rolling his eyes and before nuzzling his face on the crook of the smaller man's neck. He had been noticing how Seth's libido seemed to be skyrocketing. He wasn't complaining but he did find it odd.
Jacob pulled the submissive to his lap and Seth sat on one of his legs so his master could eat comfortably. The master had been teaching the slave how to eat with utensils and even though he managed well enough the sub still preferred to eat with his hands. He was picking up small portions of food from his master's plate and shoveling them in his mouth before getting more. Jacob handed him a fork and insisted that he use it. Instead of bringing the food to his mouth Seth offered it to his master who accepted it. Jake then took the fork and fed the submissive. They were like two newlyweds sharing a piece of their wedding cake. Unfortunately neither one knew if or when they would be able to bring their relationship to the light. The alpha wanted all the wolves to respect his mate but only a miracle would grant them such a thing. He still didn't give up hope.
"Pup you're going to stay in the kitchen most of the day. I'll be in the field working and I asked Ed to keep an eye on you, don't leave his side. If by any chance you're alone and a wolf tries to force himself on you do anything you can to get away. Find my father; he will get everything under control." Jacob paused for a minute trying to get his feelings under control. "I fucking hate this so much!" He exclaimed banging one fist on the table angrily.
"I admit that until now I didn't care one way or the other but everything is different now. My eyes have been opened and as long as there is strength in my body you will never be abused again. Baby I love you so, so much…" Seth loved hearing his master profess his love and wished he could do the same. There were very few things he wanted more than to tell his master how he felt about him. It was a sick twisted world, one in which a person was not allowed to express their love.
"I know Jake and I…" The words almost escaped his lips when he was stopped by two fingers gently touching them.
"Shhhh no need to put you at risk… I know." He whispered in his sub's ear.
Jacob did a monumental effort and calmed himself enough to slightly detach himself from the situation. "Anyway you two have a shit ton of work to do to prepare for the visitors, several delegations of representatives of three packs my father is trying to create alliances with. Quil will also be checking on you. Baby you have friends and protectors now, you have nothing to fear, but still, be careful." Jake's heart ached as he watched Seth's brows furrow as he bit his lower lip. He had many reasons to be worried, the wolves that frequented the manor knew very well not to touch him but with the visitors it was a completely different ballgame. Jake surrounded the slave with his strong arms and kissed the top of his head. He wasn't successful on trying to comfort the sub but still had to try. Jake's expression was calm, even with the uncertainty that plagued them he felt the peace of one who had found true love. Many people go through life without learning the true power that love could give a person. He had found the other half of his soul and there was where his strength rested. He would use that strength to protect his pup, even if this would cost him his life.
"Jake, do you realize that you five are fulfilling your duty as protectors? Like our legends say, remember? They tell the story of the great wolf that inhabited the spirit of the first shapeshifter. How the tribe needed a protector against the evil spirits and the combined strength of man and beast defeated their enemies."
Jacob looked pensive. "I never saw it that way, to tell you the truth I never read our histories or the legends, I'm lazy like that. What I do know is that a more worthy person to be protected doesn't exist. You my love, you are special, there is something about you. It's like you're destined for something greater than any of us." The devotion in Jacob's voice put in evidence his commitment to the submissive.
"Jake I'm nothing special, you know that."
"That's where you're mistaken; to me you're the most important person in this whole fucked up world." Jacob leaned forward and reached for the submissive's lips, Seth met him halfway making their lips meet. Gentle sucking alternated with loving bites, tongues entwined and moving sensually against each other. The lovers were so emotionally connected that their feelings were on display for the other to see. Their spirits in perfect harmony as they kissed like there was no tomorrow. Jake slid his hand under the slave's old shirt; he needed to feel the soft skin of his mate. He pulled Seth closer, wrapping his arms around the sub's waist before leaving the luscious lips of his mate to roam around his neck, to inhale his scent and cover himself with the scent of his lover. The slave closed his eyes to savor the moment, hoping that it would last forever.
Jake had no choice but pull back leaving his pup panting, hot and bothered. "Damn it! I don't want to leave this room" Whispered Jacob as he rubbed his nose on the slave's temple.
"Me neither but duty calls. I don't want to get on your dad's bad side for being a bad influence." As he said this Seth gave his master his cutest smile.
"You will never get on my dad's bad side. He is very happy we're together, he told me himself." Jake stole a small kiss from his pup. It was not really stolen since it was given away voluntarily. "Anyway let's get going, the sooner I get to work the sooner I'll be back in your arms."
"I don't know whether to cuddle you or laugh and call you cheesy." The slave's giggling was music to the alpha's ears.
"You can call me anything you want as long as you accept me and let me love you."
"Always, my master." Jake would let his old title pass on this occasion, there was something inherently sexy about the way Seth said it.
"Anyway let's go before I carry you back to our bed and make love to you." Seth nuzzled his master's neck scraping lightly to obtain more of his favorite aroma, the scent of his master. Jake in return kissed the sub's shoulder and neck making him shiver.
The lovers kissed one more time before the door leading to the real world was opened. Outside of their room there were only master and slave. Their room became their oasis at the same time the world became their personal hell. Seth walked several steps behind his master carrying the tray with the breakfast dishes. Jacob would turn to search for his favorite puppy eyes but didn't find them. The piece of heaven that were the submissive's eyes were denied to the alpha for the sake of appearances. The slave needed to keep his gaze on the floor as to not enrage any unfriendly that could be observing them. Jacob could feel the fury coursing through his veins, his fists tightly clenched as he agonized over the unfairness of the whole situation.
What made the whole situation agonizingly painful was the fact that Jake never cared how unfair the world was when it came to the submissives. As a matter of fact he had killed more than one slave for the terrible infraction of raising his eyes. If Seth hadn't been so perfectly behaved when he landed on his clutches, he would've done the same to him. The memories of all the vile and cruel things he had done would torture his mind for all eternity, since he knew that after death, while he was being licked by the flames of hell itself he would see the faces of each and every man he tortured and killed. There was no redemption for one such as himself, one who took a sick pleasure on raping and killing innocent men. At the end those men would be avenged, karma would come for the alpha that never had an ounce of compassion for anyone, not even himself.
Walking behind him was a man that was more like an angel. The only hope, as small as it was, that the master would have a chance at happiness. He didn't deserve it, that much he knew, but his Seth insisted on making him happy. With every action the slave showed him what being good and decent really meant. Jake had a lot to learn and prayed that the Fates weren't tempted to cut his miserable life short. The alpha knew that the right thing to do would be to just send the submissive away with a good escort. Provide him with enough resources that he could bribe his way out of any situation. He could even guarantee safe transport to South America so he could look for his sister. Unfortunately for the slave Jacob was a selfish lover, not in the bed of course, but in every other aspect of their relationship. He couldn't fathom the idea of sending his puppy away. If he was a better person he would break up with him and they would go in different directions. Without Seth by his side all he could expect was a life of regret and bitterness. Without his pup he wouldn't need to die to be in hell.
Upon entering the kitchen Seth walked quietly to the sink and began soaking the dishes. As it always happened he could feel like his clothes were being peeled off his body by the lustful stares of the wolves having their breakfast. Two of Jake's wolves were there and he stopped to talk to them. Jared and Harry stroke a conversation with the alpha while palming the growing bulge inside their pants. Seth's scent was as enticing as ever, maybe even more, there was nothing he or anyone could do about it.
"Ed, as soon as he is done send him back to my room. He is getting fucking lazy and that room is a pigsty." Jacob couldn't bring himself to call the slave slut or whore like he used to do in the past.
"No problem Jake but it will be in the afternoon, I need extra help in here to get ready for tomorrow and he is the best baker I have." The master nodded back to Ed before making himself exit the kitchen without caressing his submissive with his eyes.
"Seth, hurry up with those dishes and start on the cornbread" Ed's voice sounded slightly harsher than usual. The slave could sense he was upset but of course ignored the reason. He wanted to ask the cook what was bothering him but needed to wait until they were by themselves.
The minute the last man left the kitchen Seth stood next to Edward. "What's wrong?"
Edward was about to tell him to mind his own business before he realized it was Seth. The slave was nothing but respectful to everyone around him, he didn't deserve to be the recipient of Ed's barely controlled anger. "It's Embry." Seth's eyebrows became furrowed immediately. "I went to see him yesterday; I had to wait until Sam left. I walked to the room and let myself in, only to find him chained again. I swear he looks thinner every time I see him. He was acting really weird, I thought he was embarrassed because he was naked but I've seen him naked before and he didn't mind. After a while I told him I was leaving since I was making him uncomfortable and he started crying. He told me he was disgusting. Sam had fucked him and left the room as soon as he was done. He hadn't even unlocked his chain and took him right there on the floor. To make matters worse during sex the pressure caused him to pee the floor and he sat on it to hide it when I came in."
"Poor Em." Seth was very sympathetic for his fellow submissive. They had many of the same experiences; they especially knew how it felt to be disgusted with the image in the mirror.
"I told him I didn't care and brought warm water and a towel to clean him up. He wouldn't let me help him though. I'm not stupid, I know what Sam does to him but felt ready to strangle him when I saw the cum on the floor. It's stupid but none of you should go through that hell, that is, unless you do it voluntarily." Ed stated with a smirk making the slave blush furiously.
"Ed you made sure to open the windows before you left, you don't want Sam catching your scent there."
"Yeah we're always very careful, I also asked the one servant I trust to bring him some food and unlock his chain. He would have to wait until after lunch but he would manage."
"I like that Embry has you, we all need someone in our corner. Man or wolf, master or slave, we're not meant to go through life all alone." Edward sensed that the slave wasn't only talking about his friend.
"Trust me I know and if I can get my way neither Embry nor myself will be alone." Seth didn't push the subject; he knew Edward had feelings for his friend but refused to put him on the spot.
The rest of the morning went fast with the kitchen being a hub of activity. Every time Edward went to the pantry to look for any ingredient one of the servants would pinch Seth's buttocks. That bothered the slave who saw it as a betrayal. He felt his master should be the only one to touch him, it was the least he could do for the man who loved him. Still he had no choice but stay away from said wolf, he couldn't fight back, doing so would be suicide. After lunch an out of breath Quil came in the kitchen scaring the crap out of Ed and Seth who were the only ones there at the moment, seeing that the servants were sitting outside having their lunch on one of the picnic tables.
"Billy sent me to escort Seth back to the room and stay there with him. There was a miscommunication and two of the packs are here a day early. They would expect to take advantage of all the house's amenities, including the sub. Let's go; he is trying to keep them busy in the lounge." Since life was never easy for the slave the instant they stepped into the hallway to take the long way to the room to avoid the lounge entirely, a strong wind blew, bringing Seth's scent to the group gathered there.
The group of visitors consisted of five men, two from one pack and three from another. They travelled all the way from Quebec at the call for packs willing to create alliances with Billy to go against the council and the west. Almost moving as one all the heads turned to look at the shaking form of the slave. They hadn't been quick enough and now they were caught. The room became abuzz with several people all talking at once. They sounded angry; it was hard to understand much of anything, all Seth could make out were the words lie, betray, waste and abuse.
Quil pulled the slave by one arm to get him away from the agitated crowd. Even though he shouldn't, the submissive turned to look in the direction of the lounge. Seth's eyes connected for a fraction of a second with those of a man whose appearance screamed alpha. "Seth… Seth Clearwater!" Called said alpha before taking off running in the direction of the slave.
"Is that your full name?" Quil whispered his question to the slave whose eyes went wide the instant he heard his name. Seth just nodded as his answer.
The alpha caught up with them quickly. Quil pushed Seth behind him protectively. "Is this your slave?" The alpha asked brusquely getting the upper hand and not letting Quil speak.
"No he is not; anyway, he will not be shared among your men." Answered Quil snappily, his voice was more a snarl than anything else.
Even though the alpha was not intimidated he brought his aggressiveness down a notch. "That's not why I ask. I knew him… I mean I know him. Please forgive me but it's like seeing a ghost. I was certain he had died." At that moment he looked behind Quil's massive form to find Seth on his knees in total submission.
"Stand up damn it!" Bellowed the alpha calling the attention of everyone present. Quil tensed up as he stood defensively between the slave and the visitor. Seth didn't move, he was unsure of who he must obey in that situation.
"Sir I must ask you to go back to your pack, you can't speak to this slave." Quil was making an effort to be diplomatic since the packs were there to provide assistance to Billy.
"Says who? You're not his master and I have not disrespected the house." The visitor was correct in everything he said; Quil had no say over the slave.
"He has no say but I do!" Jacob's voice boomed in the hallway. "Quil, take him away."
"What gives you the right to say who I talk to and who I don't? The slave has no rights but I do. We came here with the best intentions. We have two common enemies and we were willing to work together to bring them both down. But I'm afraid we must go, there will be no partnership made here today. I vowed a long time ago that I would never associate with anyone who participated in such a disgusting practice. Slavery is something to be ashamed of, not something to be flaunted. It doesn't give you status; it lowers you to the status of a snake." Spat the alpha, his whole form shaking in anger.
"Son, please at least let him say hello to his friend." Billy's request wasn't a command but it carried with it the same authority. He was not willing to lose a possible alliance that would help everyone because of his son's fears. There was one thought shared between the visitors though. Why were the Blacks so protective of a lowly slave?
"Dad…" All Billy had to do was arch one perfect eyebrow to transmit his message, he meant business and Jake had to comply.
"Ok you can talk to him but on my terms. I'll stay here and the second I say he is done you will walk away, understood?" The visitor didn't reply he just walked around Quil and stood before the submissive.
The alpha knelt beside the slave since he feared the sub would be punished if he stood up. "Are you Seth Clearwater?" The hope in the words of the alpha warmed the heart of everyone present. The slave nodded since he hadn't been given permission to speak.
"Oh my God it's you, it's really you! How is this possible? I saw your ashes, the sons of bitches showed me your ashes!" With every sentence the volume and excitement of the alpha increased. The memories of that time attacked the visitor crushing his chest and making his heart ache. Several bitter but relieved tears escaped the corners of his eyes. He had been devastated by the death of one so young and innocent. The alpha couldn't help himself and rounded with his arms the slim body of the submissive who was frozen in place out of fear. Jacob had to muffle a growl that bubbled inside him when one look from his father made him stay in place.
"Why won't you talk to me?" Many years had passed since he saw a slave for the last time; he had forgotten the rules regarding their behavior.
"You have to give him permission to speak." Advised Quil
"Damn it I forgot, please speak."
"Hello Emmet" Greeted Seth shyly.
"My God it's you! Seth I can't believe this. Did I die and now I'm in heaven in front of one of his angels?" Emmet raised his face to look around him, like he was searching for fluffy clouds and angels playing their harps. Instead he saw Jacob's annoyed expression. "Nah this can't possibly be heaven, he is here." He said pointing to Seth's master.
"Seth, does Leah know you're here?" At the mention of his sister's name Seth perked up and was very close to committing an act of defiance by looking a dominant in the face.
"No she doesn't" Answered Seth in a small voice.
Again Emmet hugged the slave so hard he could crush him. Jacob was one minute away from ripping Emmet's arms off, the damn wolf was like a fucking bear. He needed to learn to keep his hands to himself. He spent so many years blaming himself for the death of the slave and here he was alive and well. When he turned his back on his family and left, he took with him the memory of a handsome boy with a beautiful eyes and lashes that went on for miles. Grabbing the small hands of the slave he kissed them adoringly as tears rolled down his cheeks and onto the slave's hands.
"I think this is enough conversation; Seth, stand up and go to the room, now!" Jacob's command resounded in the long hallway producing an echo. The slave pulled his hands away from Emmet's grasp and stood. Without looking at anyone he turned on his heels and left in the direction he was heading when Emmet called them.
Emmet stayed on the floor in the same position he was when talking to Seth. He still couldn't wrap his mind around the fact that the sub was alive. Once again he confirmed the deceitful nature of the men of their village and more than ever felt he did the right thing by rejecting his family, friends and heritage. He wished the town still existed just so he could go and set ablaze the damn place.
"Brother, is that the submissive you told us about?" One of his pack brothers placed his hand on the alpha's shoulder to bring him to the here and now. Emmet turned to look at him, his teary red-rimmed eyes putting in evidence how the events of that day affected him. "Yes that's him." He stood up walking in the direction of the lounge like he was in autopilot. Once there he looked around to find all eyes on him, some eyes showed concern, others curiosity. He felt his body quiver and shake; he barely had enough time to run outside before phasing. His body exploded into a black wolf with a white patch of fur on its chest and another one on the top of its head. He took off running in no specific direction; he just needed to calm down. It was like finding a lost treasure after fifteen years and knowing he couldn't touch it.
Back in the room Quil waited for Jake, he knew he wouldn't want Seth by himself with all the strange wolves in the house and neither did he. Seth paced nervously, just that morning things had been so wonderful between them. In the blink of an eye their world was turned upside down when a curve ball was thrown at them and they were unable to catch it. "Do you think Jake will be angry with me?" Asked Seth concerned.
"I don't think so, you did nothing wrong Seth. Don't worry."
As on cue Jake stormed in the room putting Quil on alert in case he had unintentionally deceived the slave. Seth wanted nothing but to run to the arms of his lover but stopped in his tracks when he took in the irate expression on his face.
"Quil thanks; you can go." Jacob was trying to be polite but he wasn't fooling anyone, he was pissed.
"Jake if it's all the same to you I'll stick around for a while." Answered Quil.
The master was confused by his friend's attitude until he caught sight of the fear in Seth's eyes. "Damn it! Serves me right, my reputation precedes me I guess." He approached Seth and taking him into his arms kissed his temple before whispering in his ear. "Baby you have nothing to be afraid of, you haven't done anything wrong. Even if you did I wouldn't hurt you, I made a promise and I intend to keep it."
Seth relaxed in his master's arms. Jacob gently placed one hand on the submissive's back and guided him to the bed. They sat together before the master grabbed the sub's hands in a manner very similar to how Emmet had done it. "Dad wasn't happy with me. He said I was rude to his guest and I put you at risk with my attitude. I'm sorry for endangering you, it was not my intention. About that Emmet or whatever his name is I give a flying rat ass about his feelings. Who does he think he is coming to my house and putting the moves on my boyfriend?" The master nuzzled his submissive's neck and inhaled his scent, its calming effect working like a charm.
"Flying rat ass?" Questioned the slave with humor in his voice.
"Are you making fun of me?" Jacob's words would've terrified the slave if it wasn't for the small smile on his handsome face. He tried to sound stern but failed miserably. Seth nodded which earned him a round of tickles.
Seeing that it was obvious Jake wasn't going to hurt the submissive Quil excused himself and exited the room. The master sat with his back against the headboard and pulled Seth to his lap. The right side of the slave's body was toward his master with his legs draped over to Jake's right side while he rested against the alpha's broad chest. "Puppy, was that the same Emmet that was with you the first time you phased? The one who was crushing on your sister?" Seth nodded and no more words were exchanged between the lovers. The slave wanted to ask his master the reason for his question but decided against it.
The next morning found Jake exhausted because of lack of sleep. They were both tired and fell asleep soon after dinner. The master woke up startled after having a nightmare that left him shaken and worried. It had been weeks since he had a nightmare. The main difference was that this time the main focus of the nightmare had been Seth and not his mother. In his dream he saw how his pup was ripped from his hands while he screamed for help, but nobody came to their aid. He could see the terror in his pup's face when he was being dragged away by an alpha. His thin arms flaying in the air as he tried to reach to his mate without any success. Like it usually happens with dreams Jake remembered feeling like his feet were encased in cement, rendering him unable to walk. After that the master couldn't go back to sleep and instead observed the sleeping form of his lover. Even if he could never look at anything else ever again he was content for having his pup in his arms. There he would be protected and loved for all eternity.
After showering together master and slave proceeded to start their day. Neither one of them was very hungry, something which was very surprising to them both. Seth brought in the tray with their breakfast and took his usual spot on Jake's lap. The master had no intention of leaving the slave by himself and was waiting for Quil to show up so he could go and get some work done. After some time there were several firm knocks on the door and the sub ran to open it thinking it was Quil. There was a wolf at the door but to his total surprise it was not Quil but Emmet. The submissive inhaled sharply before sinking to the floor in submission.
"Seth stand the fuck up, never kneel in front of me. I'm your friend not your master." The slave hesitated but stood up taking a step back to put himself out of Emmet's reach. "Is Jacob here?"
"What do you want? You have some nerve coming in my room. Seth go and close the partition behind you." Instructed Jacob.
Emmet extended his arm and grabbed the sub's arms softly. "Don't go, if it's ok with your master I would like to talk to you."
"It's not ok with me; he is my slave and has no business with you or your people." Jacob's defensive attitude was very puzzling. Emmet had never seen a master care for his slave as much as Jake obviously did.
"Let me tell you something Jacob Black, I've known this man way longer than you. He was my friend long before he came to your service. I'm not asking you for a fucking kidney, all I want is to talk to him… Please."
Something in Emmet's voice or maybe the memory of the tale of horror that the slave lived where Emmet had been the only person to show him any compassion made the master re-think his decision to dismiss the wolf. Jacob feared he would come to regret it but invited the wolf in. "You have five minutes. I'll be watching you so don't try to pull the same crap as yesterday."
"What crap?"
"You know the crap I'm talking about, the hugging and kissing. Keep your hands to yourself and your lips away from him. I will not hesitate to beat the shit out of you if you put your paws on him again."
"I understand, under normal circumstances I would tell you to go ram yourself but I'm well aware that if I piss you off Seth will pay for it, so I'll respect your orders."
The master didn't answer he was too annoyed to give the alpha more importance than he deserved. Emmet took a seat in one of the sofas in the sitting room observing the scene before him with curiosity. The master left Seth with Emmet and entered his office from where he had a good view of the two. Seth sat on the floor a safe distance from the alpha. "Seth why don't you sit next to me? I won't bite. By the way, don't wait for my authorization to speak, ok buddy?" The alpha's attempts warmed the sub's heart. After all this time he was still the same Emmet that used to visit his house whenever his parents were out. The one who always made a point to talk to him even though Leah was the object of his desire.
"Slaves can't sit on the furniture." Whispered Seth.
Emmet huffed in annoyance before sliding down to the floor and sitting beside Seth. "I guess that if the mountain will not come to Mohamed, Mohamed must go to the mountain. I'm looking at you but still can't believe you're here. Please tell me what's happened since I saw you last."
"Well, as you know I was initiated." Emmet visibly tensed and Seth calculated how fast he could move away from the alpha before he phased. "I was sold to my first owner, he died and I was sold to a second one who sold me when he got married. That's how I ended up here after Mr. William Black bought me for his son."
"I have been racking my mind since yesterday thinking whose ashes I saw."
"Tyler's; four days into our initiation he died in my arms after he was hurt by some men." Both men cringed as the image popped in their heads. Emmet was lucky since he could choose how to picture Tyler. Seth on the other hand had been a witness to the terror they both lived, something he would never forget.
"Why did they tell Leah and me it was you who died?"
"My best guess is that my father knew Leah wouldn't rest until she got me back and probably bribed them so they would lie."
"Sounds like something he would do." Said Emmet with disgust.
"What do you know of Leah, where is she?" Asked Seth.
"She got married to Jasper two weeks after you "died". After that, Jasper, her and your parents boarded a boat to South America. I never heard from her again."
"What the hell happened to our village? The place is a ghost town."
"I'm not sure, there were rumors of a town destroyed in a flood but I'm not sure if it was ours. I left the day after Leah's wedding. I wanted to leave earlier but she asked me to help her with something and I couldn't say no."
"Why did you leave? Don't take me wrong, I'm happy you did, but why?"
"Seth, after I phased I went to see your sister, your parents had her under house arrest and she couldn't contact Jasper. I contacted him and told him what was happening. He sent a messenger with the note to pay for you freedom and that's when Leah was told that you had died." Emmet's voice cracked as the emotion overwhelmed him. "I went to the initiation hall because I needed to see with my own eyes. There were several men there talking about the submissives. You don't want to know the things they were saying. They were flaunting how they tortured, raped and abused you and that other kid. One of those men was my father. I confronted him and he didn't even try to deny it. I phased with the intention of killing them but my father ordered me to stand down. I had no choice but to relent and go home. When I got home I confronted my mother too and she was flabbergasted. She knew a big sum of money had been discounted from our credits but when she asked dad he said he lent the money to a friend."
"Excuse me but I don't understand what does money have to do with the initiations?"
"My dear friend, I guess you don't know one of the council dirty little secrets. The men that participate in the initiations pay to be there. The biggest contributor gets to be the one to take your innocence. Your father even demanded that a portion of the money be given to him since he had Leah's wedding coming up and he had given you up willingly." After hearing this Jacob couldn't stay in the office any longer.
Seth was taken aback by his master's appearance; he was pale and his eyes wide. A few tears stuck to his long eyelashes. "Do you mean to tell us that the council also makes money from the initiations? From torturing helpless human beings and reducing them to nothing." Jake said, his body shaking in anger, his fists so tight his knuckles looked white. What he failed to realize was that he was letting Emmet see him affected by what he was hearing, if he was a new enemy he was putting his whole house and especially the man he loved in serious jeopardy.
"That's exactly right, like you didn't know it. Don't be such a hypocrite." Spat Emmet while wiping his face with the back of his hand.
"I swear I didn't know that. Until Seth told me what happened to him I didn't even know what took place in the initiations." Whether it was the barely audible tone of his voice or the obvious emotion in his words Emmet believed him. Instead of doubting him he was perplexed by Jacob's sincerity and vulnerability.
"Well now you know it." Commented Emmet dismissively.
"Emmet, was my dad among the men that…?" Seth would rather not know this, but curiosity got the best of him.
"I don't think so, my mother said she saw him the second day after you phased. The day they… well you know."
"How did you know what was happening?"
"Are you kidding me?" Emmet jumped to his feet and began pacing back and forth between Jacob and Seth. His hands trembled as he brought them to his face to wipe the tears that were streaming down his face. "Seth, for as long as I live I will always remember your screams. I could hear them in the dormitory. You begged them to stop; you told them it hurt, to please leave you alone, you…" Emmet couldn't continue as he was overtaken by the tortuous memories of that wretched day. Bringing his hands to his face he sobbed loudly.
"You couldn't fucking help him?" Jacob hissed through clenched teeth.
"I was burning up with the fever, I didn't phase until the next day. When I tried to get to where they had him they knocked me out and took me to my father's house where I was left under my father's supervision."
"Nobody is blaming you Emmet. It's not your fault I was born a freak."
"Seth don't say that. I've never met anybody whose spirit was more pure than yours. There is not one bad bone in your body. I admired you so much, I still do. Still I resigned myself with watching you from a distance even though all I wanted was to be close to you."
"Close to me? But you were always chasing after Leah."
"My sweet innocent wolf, the only reason I chased Leah was for a chance to be close to you. It was always about you. To this day I've refused to find a mate because nobody would compare to you."
Jake was already livid, but with a different kind of anger. "I think you're done here. It has been more than five minutes. Get out of my room." The green eyed monster roared his ugly head, winked an eye and took over Jacob.
"What's your problem Black? Can't wait to have him under you? Damn it! What do you care if I was in love with him? What do you care if I'm still in love with him? It's not like you even know how to love."
"My problem is that you're pissing me off. Yes I can't wait to have him under me, on his knees and on all fours. There is nothing I can do about your feelings in the past but get it in your thick head; you'll not get your filthy paws on him. Now shut the hell up and get the fuck out of here!" It was a dangerous place to be, trapped in a room with two volatile alphas ready to kill each other.
Seth stood up, ready to get between them if that would help avoid a fight. He knew that once they engaged in battle they would only obey their wolf and only one of them will be left standing at the end. He couldn't bear to see either man lose their lives for him. "Before you go Emmet, you said Leah asked you to help her with something, what was it?" The submissive's voice was enough to make both men stop.
"Oh that." Emmet chuckled lightly. "Man that was fucking epic, your parents got a little bit of payback courtesy of your sister. I'm glad you're sitting down, you're going to like this."