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Chapter 33

"Love… what did you say?" Asked Jacob with a combination of incredulity, worry and utter joy in his voice. He couldn't believe his submissive had been so bold. It was true that nobody could hear him, but nothing is without risk. If they didn't keep it hidden in their thoughts any ill-intentioned individual could use it as an excuse to either remove the slave from his service or destroy him. Not that he would take that sitting down but when it came to his pup he couldn't be careful enough. Still, he felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the slave's love declaration.

"That I love you, my Jake." Seth placed his small hand on his master's cheek gently running his thumb over his cheekbone. "I know what you're thinking but even if these prove to be the last words that ever leave my lips there will be no regrets. I've been keeping this in my heart for far too long and I will not deny either of us anymore. You needed to hear me say this as much as I needed to say it."

"Seth, I've dreamt of hearing those words come from you for so long. I convinced myself that I didn't deserve them; actually I know I don't deserve them. Pup, why do you love me?"

"Because you're you." Answered Seth confidently. He loved Seth's simple answer, the unconditional and illogical love his submissive showered him with was something he never expected but deeply welcomed.

The two lovers remained in their embrace. They were neither cold or hot, darkness or light, crazy or sane. They both knew their love was deeper and stronger than any other emotion they felt. Seth never expected he would live long enough to fall in love and even less to be loved in return. His whole life he was rejected, stepped on and put down by those around him. The little boy that came into this world with so many possibilities had his wings chopped off and any dream of a normal life ripped from his young heart. The master came into existence with the silver spoon of his parent's unconditional love but even his soul left him because of the cruelty of others. Still in one of life's craziest turns they fell in love and that was something nobody would ever take away.

Right at that moment their ship had come to port. Their journey had been very different, one with his misery caused by others while the other's misery was caused by his own destructive choices. The result had been the same, two men agonizing in pain and sorrow. They were two different people from two entirely different universes. As their spirits became one their paths crossed, creating the most perfect coincidence. At that instant the slave raised his eyes to the heavens and gave thanks for that moment. Tears ran down his face, but unlike many times before these were tears of joy. Jacob wouldn't dare say a word, this was Seth's moment. The slave brought his face down and rested it on his master's chest, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. Jacob lifted him without any effort and carried him into the cabin.

That night their lovemaking was slow and tender. In the last week sex had been like a tornado, an unpredictable force that could not be contained, predicted or controlled. In that moment their lovemaking was more like a summer storm, slow building but equally strong. Their kisses were endless, a tantalizing trail that left them breathless. Words whispered in the most intimate moment, low, velvety and filled with passion. Seth's steely pools glowed with purpose; meeting his master's gaze he smiled at him, knowing that he would forever be his. The sense of completeness they both felt was astonishing, their passion had a beauty and strength of unprecedented levels.

The lovers lied on each other's arms, enjoying the aftermath of their lovemaking as the feeling of ecstasy lingered. Their bodies molded to each other, the submissive's back resting against the master's chest as their interlaced hands absentmindedly traced circles on the slave's bare stomach. A minute smile crossed the slave's mouth as he closed his eyes and dreamt of angels whispering in his ear, of happiness and hope like he never experienced before.

Seth never dreamed he could love somebody as much as he loved his master. It went beyond any understanding; here he was surrendering everything he had to him without asking for anything in return. He was allowing himself to dream of a star that descended from heaven above, surrounding them with its light before its glow lingered inside him to never be extinguished. Of his own existence finding the reason for its conception and daring to take in the breath of heaven itself. Fate had not been kind to the slave, but in that most perfect moment he was the promise that every new dawn would bring.

"I love you Jake."

"I thought you were asleep puppy." Stated the master nuzzling the back of Seth's neck.

"That's not far from the truth; I'm more asleep than awake." Seth let out a content sound that filled his master with happiness. "Mmmm that feels so good." Whispered Seth sleepily.

"What does?"

"The way you're rubbing my stomach, it's so intimate and your touch so gentle. Thank you."

"You don't need to thank me, it's my privilege. Go to sleep, you need to rest and so do I. Goodnight my love." Seth looked over his shoulder and they shared a chaste kiss before their journey into dreamland.

Jake dreamed of his puppy telling him again and again how much he loved him. He woke up scared of the consequences if he ever slipped and those words became known to anybody. He never understood the logic behind not allowing the submissives to love. Nobody should control or order a person's heart to stop feeling; a system that believed that was possible was flawed indeed, there was no logic about that, it was pure and simple prejudice or something equally irrational. The master thought that he couldn't possibly be the only dominant to ever fall in love with a slave. He was the biggest son of a bitch; if his own heart could thaw, allowing itself to love, anyone's heart could. He was startled out of his thoughts by a small warm finger tracing his lips. His eyes found those of the slave and he was rewarded by the smile he wanted to see every morning for the rest of his life.

"Good morning master." Jacob looked at Seth arching an eyebrow questioningly. He didn't consider himself the master anymore, if somebody was in charge it was the small submissive.

"What's with the title?" The slave giggled and moved to lie on top of his master. His lips found Jacob's strong chest and he peppered it with countless kisses before bending his arms at the elbows and resting his chin on his hands. Jacob ran his fingers on the slave's sides, making his skin rise in goosebumps.

"You told me once you liked it when I called you that during sex." A mischief twinkled in the submissive's eyes. He definitely had something on the works in that pretty head of his.

"But we're not making love." Jake made a point of calling it by its right name; making love went above and beyond anything that he could conceive. He had sex with many men in his lifetime, most of them being unwilling participants. With Seth it was different; he loved him more than he ever loved anything before. His love for his pup was pure, he would rather have the skin peeled from his bones than hurt his lover. Without even trying the submissive had taken his bruised spirit and made it new. Seth showed him there was good in the world and gave him hope. If a wretched creature as himself was able to find happiness maybe there was a reason for all their suffering. Without his little wolf he was nothing, the slave made him somebody that mattered.

"That's easy to solve, my master." Said Seth flirtatiously.

"Oh no, behave pup. Let's go for a dip in the lake to see if you cool down. You're too horny even for my standards." Seth pouted making Jake's resolve falter. That pout and those eyes would be the death of him. He wanted to please Seth but refused to be selfish. The master gently pushed Seth off him and climbed off the bed. He extended his arm and offered his hand to his lover who grumpily took it. The lovers walked hand in hand to the small lake behind the cabin, it fed from the river that flowed all the way to the end of the Black's property and beyond.

Seth took off running in the direction of the lake. He jumped in the water with such enthusiasm and joy that Jake had to stop and admire him. The sub realized his master hadn't followed him and walked to the edge, where the water only reached up to his knees. What the alpha saw was perplexing and worrisome. Steam was coming off Seth's body making him look like a ghost walking out of the cold water. The average temperature of a shapeshifter was around one hundred eight and he had never seen a wolf's body with steam coming off it. The sub's skin had to be insanely hot, something was very wrong with his young lover.

It only took the alpha a few steps to reach the slave. "Seth lets go, there is fucking steam coming off you. I've never seen anything like it, this is not normal. We'll return to the house right now so Carlisle can examine you." As he said this the master pulled the submissive out of the water. He was very concerned for the health of his lover. He feared that the doctor would refuse to examine the slave but was somewhat confident that he would, after all when he broke his fingers Carlisle went out of his way to take care of him.

"Jake, you worry too much, I feel fine. Stop and look around you; doesn't this place remind you of somewhere?" Seth sat on the soft grass and pulled his master down with him. "Please make love to me like the first time. Give me another perfect memory."

Until the slave mentioned it Jake hadn't noticed the similarities between this place and the magical falls where all his defenses crumbled down and he was left exposed for the slave to see who he really was. It was the place when he took a giant step toward regaining his humanity. All that was missing was the waterfall. The master was still worried for his pup but couldn't deny Seth's request. He had been able to resist him when they woke up but that was as far as went. The soft grass caressed the slave's back while his master possessed his body once more. The sky above them was the perfect shade of blue and a silent witness to their passion.

After their breath hitched and their bodies tensed they remained in each other's arms. Jacob lied beside his lover as the soft wind brought with it the comforting aromas of the woods. Only several minutes passed before Seth pushed his master so he was lying on his back and straddled him. He pushed his hips forward offering himself and seeking friction.

Jacob's eyebrows immediately furrowed as his demeanor slightly changed. "Baby let's take it easy, I don't want you to bleed again. I know I told you how much I like how you're spoiling me but there has to be some control." The master closed his eyes, action that confused the submissive. "Damn it I'm such a pussy, I can't even look at you. I can talk all the shit I want, all you need to do is look at me with those puppy eyes of yours and I turn to putty."

"Jake I'm already healed, honest. My body heals really fast; it's one of the few advantages submissives have. I guess nature wanted to give us a small chance at survival since fate was going to fuck us up. You remember, when I came to your service I would heal between relations. If it wasn't for that perk the all-nighters alone would've been enough to k…" A beefy hand slammed over the slave's mouth, preventing him from continuing his monologue. His eyes found those of the dominant and he felt like the biggest idiot in the universe when he saw the tears pooled on the corner of his master's eyes.

"Why did you have to talk about that, pup? I know I'm a monster, there is no need to rub salt on the wound." Jacob motioned to stand but Seth held him in place. He couldn't let him go in that condition.

"Jake I'm sorry, that was very insensitive of me." Stated the slave sincerely. They sat in front of each other, the submissive holding his master's shaking hands in his own. The alpha tried to smile but failed miserably and was unable to hold back the tears that began meandering freely down his face. They were the worst kind of tears, the ones that only shame and regret could bring, the ones you try to hide with a smile.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Listen to yourself; you're apologizing for reminding me of all the shit I put you through. Do you think I forgot? If you did you're mistaken. There is not one day that goes by that I don't remember how I beat, raped and starved you." Jake's let go of the sub's hands and rubbed his face furiously trying to stop the endless flow of tears. Seth knelt and wrapping his arms around his master's torso held him as he sobbed on his shoulder.

"Shhhh no need to talk about the past. I'm sorry I mentioned anything." Seth tried to comfort his master but he was beyond help. The slave pulled back and Jacob could see how his expression had turned serious and stern. "Actually I'm partially sorry, if you forget what you've done to me and countless others, you're at risk of repeating your mistakes. I promise not to mention it again if you promise to never abuse another human being."

"I won't promise, I swear on my mother's memory that I'll never abuse anyone again." Jacob's pain filled and emotional words came out chocked and filled with grief. He was devastated, feeling like the darkness of the night would never lift and he will forever be left in the semi-darkness state of one whose soul had been ripped from their body. It was stupid to feel that way since he had his own personal sun, one that filled him with light, but he had lived in that darkness for so long that it was almost impossible to believe that the happiness he was experiencing alongside his pup could be permanent.

"That puts my mind at ease love. You have a good heart, but are a little messed up in the head. Don't worry; I love you all the same. Whatever happened led me to this moment and for that I'm grateful." Seth's smile was contagious as he was assured that long after he was gone his beloved master would still be a decent human being.

"Anyway you steered the conversation away from what I really want. Make love to me, there is no urgency, the fire that has been eating me alive for days has decreased, it's still there but I don't feel like I will die if you're not inside me." Jacob giggled at his lover's witty remark. He wrapped his arms around the slave's petite frame and brought his lips to meet those of his slave. They wanted to enjoy every second and wished they would never wake up from this wonderful dream.

Two more days passed before Seth could sate his thirst. Both lovers were exhausted and sore. Even though they had enjoyed every second of it their bodies still felt the aftermath of the marathon they had subjected themselves to. The slave suddenly felt very tired and slept his days away. This pleased his master who was happy to see him calm and resting. He entertained himself admiring his submissive and memorizing everything about him.

At least Seth's skin felt cooler, even colder than before his episode. Jacob placed the back of his hand on the submissive's forehead and confirmed his previous assessment. The slave mumbled something unintelligible that the master tried to decipher, it was a shame he couldn't since whatever it was left a soft smile on his slave's young face. Jake's eyes roamed over the sub's chest until they landed on his flat abdomen. He didn't know why, but he felt compelled to place his hand on Seth's stomach. This woke up the slave who quietly observed his master's actions.

"I'm sorry I woke you up. Please go back to sleep, you need to rest." Said Jacob after noticing his submissive was awake.

"I'm fine love; I was having the most wonderful dream but for the life of me I can't remember it." The submissive mindlessly placed his warm hand over the hand that still rested on his stomach. "All I know is that I've never felt so complete."

"Why is that?"

"No idea, maybe this is the beginning of the rest of our life"

"Babe I hope you know how cheesy that sounds" Jake was confused but humored his slave who cuddled next to him, resting the back of his head on the master's shoulder.

"I know, it sounded better in my head." Seth's voice was full of humor.

The next day Jacob was in the kitchen deciding what to make for lunch while the submissive relaxed on the sofa with a book and a cup of coffee. Seth's libido had returned to normal and even though he still craved his master's touch and desired him he was not jumping him every chance he got. The master already missed the days in which he had to physically restrain the submissive to make him stop touching their dicks. A cool fall breeze blew from the living room in the direction of the kitchen bringing the slave's scent to his master. "Seth your scent is almost back to normal. I don't feel like mounting you every time I breathe. That's good news because I'm fucking chaffing. I never thought I would say this but I'm happy not to be having so much sex. I'm not a machine you know." The slave's laughter was music to the alpha's ears. Jake walked around the small living room acting like a prude and covering himself. Seth would wolf-whistle and blow him kisses. Their antics knew no end, they couldn't be happier than they were at that moment. The submissive didn't care that they would be returning to the manor very soon, he was too happy to care.

Seth walked to the kitchen and sat down in one of the chairs of the breakfast table. "I guess we'll be going back to the house soon right?" The slave hoped for a negative answer but was not as dejected as he was by the end of their previous trip. His master had proved himself and Seth was confident he wouldn't go back to treating him like he had when he first arrived. He trusted his love.

"Yes babe, I've been gone too long." Jacob had a new priority, to find a way to grant the slave his freedom. He had been thinking of ways to achieve this and needed to run his ideas by his father to get his input.

"I understand, it will be hard to say goodbye to this cabin but I'll take with me many wonderful memories." The slave looked around the small living room blushing slightly at the realization that most of those memories were of sexual nature.

Jacob knelt before his lover placing his hands on his hips as they talked. "We can come back; you're talking like we'll never set foot in this cabin ever again."

"I've learned to live one day at a time. Nobody knows what tomorrow will bring and a submissive's life can end at any moment."

"Don't fucking talk like that!" Jake's outburst made the slave tense up. Noticing this, the master toned it down. "Nothing is going to happen; we'll be together for a long, long time."

"I pray we do, my love. But enough with this, you have been cooking almost every day, today is my turn. Go rest and I'll prepare a picnic, I'll call you when it's ready." He pushed his master toward the sofa and got to work on their lunch.

Seth placed a blanket under the shade of one of the trees in the back yard, that way they would be protected against the punishing rays of the sun. The ground was still damp from the heavy rain that poured the night before and the sound of the river's rushing waters could be easily heard. The picnic was simple but prepared with love. The slave placed tender kisses on his master's eyelids and lips to wake him up. This worked like a charm and Jake surprised the submissive by wrapping his arms around him and pulling him to lie on top of him. The kiss that followed was absolutely perfect, the kind that could stop the kiss from turning.

Jake was delighted with the spot his pup chose for their picnic and rewarded him with a kiss. "Baby this is perfect, thank you."

"You don't have to thank me, it's the least I could do for the man who is making me so happy, I love you." A second after the last syllable slipped from the slave's lips they saw the figure of the last person they expected to see there.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Jacob pushed the submissive behind him and stood protectively between him and the unwanted visitor. "What are you doing here? Nobody is allowed to come here. How did you manage to go around my father's order?"

"He lifted the order so I could come get you, he needs you to come home and you haven't phased today." Carlisle expression was hard to read, he didn't seem particularly angry but Jacob knew better. His father's counsel was a complicated man, as a doctor he was called to take care of anyone who needed him. As a man he was a straight arrow, he blindly obeyed the law and didn't hesitate to take a life in the name of the greater good.

"Why did he send you?" Jacob felt betrayed, was his father lying when he said he was happy about the relationship he had with the slave? He knew very well the reason why he had to bring Seth to the cabin and had to know they would let their guard down. Then again maybe he thought that the submissive had more common sense and wouldn't put himself in a situation in which his life could be at stake.

"That's not important, what matters is what I just heard that slave say." Carlisle pointed his finger in Seth's direction. Jake's mind was playing every possible scenario in his head. His puppy was fast, if he held the doctor back the slave would have a chance to get to the house and seek help from Edward or Quil. If he killed Carlisle nobody would know their secret and they could be very far by the time the doctor's absence was noticed. Could he kill him? Carlisle had seen him grow; he was like a loving uncle that spoiled him. Still he knew that if the doctor harmed his pup in any way he would have no choice but to do what a pandemic had not been able to achieve, end his life.

"You didn't hear anything, understood?" Jacob tried to look confident but he was terrified. He would be less scared if he was the one in danger, but it was his reason for living. His Seth's life was in danger.

"Jacob the law is very clear. Hand over the slave, I promise it will be quick." Jake was even more troubled, he could see compassion in the doctor's eyes but still it was not enough for him to spare the slave's life.

"Go to hell Carlisle! You'll lay your hands on him only when my cold lifeless body lies at your feet." Jacob's full lips mashed together, almost to the point of losing their color. The master's fists were so tight his knuckles were white. It took every ounce of strength not to attack, as any good strategist knows the person who throws the first blow places themselves at a disadvantage. He was ready to charge, if Carlisle even thought about hurting his lover it would be game over.

"If that's your wish so be it, please I don't want to hurt you. Son, have you lost your mind? You're putting your life on the line, and for what? A disgusting dog." Jake was appalled by the doctor's reasoning.

"Shut your trap! Don't you dare speak about him that way. He is not a dog, he is more of a man than you and I put together. I don't expect you to understand because you're too preoccupied with archaic laws that claim to keep the order but what they're are doing is exterminating a whole race. These are our brothers, we cannot keep killing them. You're probably thinking I'm the biggest hypocrite you've ever seen and maybe I am. Here I am pleading with you, using arguments that my father used with me to try and convince me to stop abusing submissives. But now I know better, there is nothing I can do to help all the men that perished at my hands. What I can do is protect the one right here with me; I'll do everything in my power to protect my angel."

Carlisle rudely interrupted the master's monologue. "An angel? Don't make me laugh. You do realize that this angel is a slave that has seen the bed of more men than you and I have met?"

"That's hardly his fault and you know it. Don't be mistaken, I won't hesitate to kill you. You just threatened the man I love. The only reason you're still alive is because of the friendship you and dad share, you're his other remaining link to mom. Turn around and go back to where you belong, I don't want to do something that will disappoint my father even more. Leave me and my mate alone." Seth stepped out from behind his master looking at him in disbelief, incredulity written all over his face. He couldn't believe his ears; his master had called him his mate. Jacob Black stated clearly that he considered him, a mere slave, his mate.

"Your mate? Are you fucking crazy? The son of the Aleph saying that a submissive is his mate? You're insane, that's the only explanation." Carlisle shook his head as he tried to make sense of what he had just heard.

"You're mistaken, I'm thinking clearly for the first time in years. I love him and he loves me and there is nothing you or anybody else can do about it." Both dominants knew that there was no point in trying to reason or to find common ground.

Both men were prepared to engage in a battle from which only one would emerge the victor. If Carlisle managed to kill both men he would have to hide under a rock for the rest of his life as Billy wouldn't rest until he avenged his son. If Jacob killed Carlisle his father wouldn't take that action lightly and would bring his son to justice. He wouldn't execute him of course, but the dungeons would have a new permanent resident. In either case the slave would be the most affected one. For Seth there was no hope of escaping. All around them the air became thick and the sounds of the forest were drowned by the loud beating of their hearts. Jake's heartbeat spiked as Carlisle stared back, his heart doing double time.

"Baby step back, if I don't make it run away from here as fast as you can, try to get to Quebec. I know Emmet will grant you asylum and what's more important he will protect you. I showed you the location of all the outposts, avoid them at all costs. I'm sorry for everything, I truly am… I love you puppy." Jacob trusted his abilities but couldn't be overconfident. The last thing he wanted was to leave his submissive, even though the possibility of that happening was slight to none it could still happen.

Both men were ready for what would be a fierce but short battle. They stood and faced each other, eyeing each other up, judging each other's strength. They watched every movement, ready to dash one another like huge birds of prey. The dominants could've sworn that the world around them became suddenly silent but in reality the tension was so great that each one of their senses was tuned to the other man.

What Seth read on the doctor's expression was intent to end the life of his lover and that was something he couldn't allow. He loved him too much, maybe Jake was ready to leave him and join his mother in heaven but he was not ready to let him go. It was not his time, it would be such a useless death. "NO!" yelled Seth making both men stop in their tracks and look at him. The slave walked past his master who was too stunned to prevent him from doing so. It was like the small submissive placed both men under a spell; they just observed him trying to figure out what he was doing.

Seth walked in Carlisle's direction and knelt down before him. He was offering his life in exchange for his master's. There was not much he could do to protect the man he so desperately loved but one thing he could do was give his life so no harm would come to him.

"Don't you dare touch him!" Growled Jacob. In two long steps he stood next to the slave and grabbed his arm to help him to his feet. "What do you think you're doing pup?" The term of endearment warmed Carlisle's heart who observed the scene taking place before him with admiration in his eyes.

"Jake I can't let this happen, how do you expect me to stand back and let him hurt you? I love you; these are powerful words that I don't take lightly. Baby he is right, I broke the law, not you. I did something that is forbidden to my kind and if you think I'll just let him kill you and escape to safety you really don't know me at all." Jacob didn't say anything, instead he bent and without any effort lifted the submissive and took him away of Carlisle reach.

"Seth you're impossible, simply impossible, do you know that?" How can you pretend to do something so stupid? You're always making sacrifices and accepting everything that's thrown your way. Your sacrifice isn't something I can accept, anyway I'm sure I can take him and we'll leave this place to never come back." The master held the submissive's face between his hands, his voice low and his tone loving.

"Jake you cannot be sure of that, I can't risk it." The slave turned and defiantly addressed Carlisle. "Sir please don't hurt my master; I'm guilty and I accept my punishment." He struggled to get out of Jake's hold but was unsuccessful.

"Slave I assure you that if you come willingly no harm will come to him. Like I said earlier I'll make it quick. You may think I take some sick pleasure on doing this but nothing can be farther from the truth. I'm not a sadist, but rules are rules and we all have to obey them. Come little one." The doctor could see how Seth was trying to walk away from his master but was being held back by him. "Jake let him go; he has enough common sense to do what's right."

"Oh shut the fuck up Carlisle! The only reason he is doing this is to protect me, he loves me more than I deserve. The funny thing is that I love him with the same intensity and would gladly walk to you right now and order you to snap my neck if that spared him." Seth's eyes were wide as he looked over his shoulder. "I know what you're thinking, that as soon as he disposes of me he will go for you but that will not happen if you're far away from here. Seth I order you to leave this place right now, run as fast as your strength allows, go to Quebec and seek Emmet's protection." The double timbre of the alpha order boomed around them. Jacob's powerful voice bounced off the trees, its sound almost unbearable.

Seth felt his legs involuntarily move in the direction his master was pointing at but he fought it with all his might. "I won't, Jake." Both dominants gasped, shocked by what they just heard. Jacob's alpha order should've made him run away like his tail was on fire but the small submissive was not moving. It was like he was rooted in place.

"Wait a minute, how can you disobey an alpha command?" Carlisle was totally stumped, his bewildered expression a perfect match to Jacob's.

"I don't know, if I had to guess I would say that my love for Jake is stronger than any instinct to obey." The master lovingly rounded the slave's petite form with his arms and placed a soft kiss on his temple.

"As you can see Carlisle, neither one of us will budge. I tried to get him away from here but he is as beautiful as he is stubborn. I can't live without him and he won't leave. I think you'll have to kill us both; we'll spend eternity in each other's arms. Come do what you must." Carlisle was speechless and totally flabbergasted. What shocked him the most was the peaceful expression of the two men before him. Seth turned to face his master, after sharing what would be their last kiss they held each other waiting for destiny to catch up with them.

Carlisle approached them slowly and stood before the lovers silently witnessing the surreal scene before him. "Let me see if I got this right. You..." He sad pointing to Seth. "will not take advantage of the one in a lifetime opportunity to receive your freedom and would rather die so your master wouldn't be at risk of being harmed." Seth's face rested against his master's chest as he nodded.

"And you…" He said pointing to Jacob. "You will fight me to the death to protect him." Jacob nodded before kissing the top of the submissive's head.

"Are you two for real? This is unbelievable…" Carlisle paced back and forth while stroking his chin. "I couldn't believe Billy when he told me, I had to make sure." Even though his voice was almost imperceptible his words didn't escape the two wolves that were wary of his attitude.

"What does my father have to do with anything? What did he tell you?" Asked Jacob while holding the slave even tighter.

"He told me what is going on between you two. I couldn't believe him and was very distrustful of Seth. I found it hard to believe that he could have any romantic feelings for his master. I was sure that he was just using you as his ticket to freedom. But here you are, each one of you willing to die for the other; I've never witnessed anything like it. You two really love each other." Carlisle spoke without taking a breath; he was talking to himself, not really addressing the two men before him.

"Of course we do! What the hell do you think we've been trying to make you understand? You may be brilliant for some things but really suck at others." Even though the situation seemed to be diffusing Jacob still took a few steps back to create some distance between the doctor and his pup. "Carlisle, are you still planning to kill him?"

"I never intended to Jake, let's go inside there are a few things we need to discuss before we go back home."