Title: Claiming the Wolf
Warning: SLASH! M/M, AU, SMUT
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
Summary:Jacob would never understand leeches, especially if they were Edward Cullen. One minute Edward's glaring at him with hatred, the next---the next he's doing things to Jacob that the young wolf wants to hate. He really does. But Edward won't let him hate it---not when the vampire is determined to claim him as his own.
The first thing Jacob saw when he woke up the next day (Saturday) was Charlie Swan’s face close to his as he shook him awake. Jerking in surprise, Jacob sat up in bed and rubbed his hands on his eyes, wondering what was going on. “Charlie?”
The man whom Jacob thought of as a second father looked stern and unnerved all at the same time. “What is Edward Cullen doing in my living room?”
“Huh?” Pulling the sheets over his naked chest, the shifter sat up straighter, confusion and shock written on his face.
“That was my reaction exactly when I opened the door and it was him.” Charlie announced, frown darker, leaning against the bedroom door. “I asked him if I could help him, but he said that he was here to see you and Bells. Before I can say anything Bella came down the stairs, saw him, and nearly tripped.” He made a face. “I think she likes him.”
The wolf nodded, answering Charlie’s silent question. He was a little unnerved that the leech was arrogant and confident enough to just stride into a house protected by the pack.
“I pretended that I had to look for something in the living room while they were talking, and I overheard enough to realize that you all went out last night?” He looked confused. “I don’t get why you would go out with them, Jacob. I personally don’t have anything against Dr. Cullen or his family, but Billy must have a very good reason to despise them like he does and I find it odd that you would associate with them. I thought you hated them just as much---and that the feeling was mutual?”
Jacob frowned, wondering how to word this. “They extended the olive branch yesterday—made friends with Bella and invited us to go to see a movie with them. I only went because of Bella, to look out for her.”
And suddenly Charlie was grinning. “Yes, of course.”
The shifter tilted his head slightly, wondering what was going on in Bella’s father’s head to have him so content all of a sudden.
“It makes sense now, you went to protect Bella from the advances of the Cullen boy.” And Charlie’s grin grew before he cleared his throat and looked a little more serious as he spoke. “I know that in this age it isn’t ‘cool’ to have a parent meddling in their child’s love life, but I just wanted you to know, son, that you have myvote.”
For a moment the young native was confused as to the meaning behind Charlie’s words, and then his eyes went wide. “No! No. Charlie---you have it all wro---.”
“That’s okay, you don’t need to say anything, Jacob. I was young and in love once too.” Charlie smiled, opening the door and speaking in low whispers. “Now get hurried and bathed and join them! I’ll go downstairs and make sure that the Cullen’s boy doesn’t make any move on our girl!”
And before Jacob could stutter out anything Charlie had exited the room and could be heard humming happily to himself as he headed towards the stairs, obviously going to ‘chaperon’ his daughter and Edward.
Left on the bed, mouth still open, Jacob growled slightly. Things just weren’t going in his favor today!
Now not only does dad think I like Bella---but CHARLIE does as well? Great.
Getting up, Jacob went to the bag of clothes his sister Rachel had brought for him the night before while he was still out with Bella and the Cullens, and grabbed something to change into before heading towards the one bathroom in the house. He bathed, changed into a dark pair of jeans and a snug shirt that looked like a short-sleeved shirt over a long-sleeved one.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Jacob grabbed what was obviously Bella’s pink brush and snickered good-naturedly at it before running it through his long, wet, black locks, easing the tangles out expertly. He looked at his reflection in silence for a couple of minutes, taking in a deep breath.
Yesterday he’d just had his first sexual experience with another person---and it’d been with a leech.
And he felt he looked a little different, in what way he wasn’t sure, but he was certain that there was something different about him.
Bella’s laughter rang throughout the house.
Jacob sighed whole-heartedly as he leaned against the sink and turned towards the bathroom door, hesitating. The whole house reeked with leech, even Jacob’s roomhad smelt of it now that he thought of it, and he shook his head. Apparently he was either getting more sensitive to Edward’s scent or it was getting stronger—whichreally wasn’t that great considering that a leech’s scent wasn’t an aroma that Jacob or any other wolf particularly liked.
The deeper murmur of Edward’s voice wafted from below.
I can’t stay hidden in this little bathroom the whole day. Jacob thought darkly to himself. And even if I do---it’s only like asking him to make an excuse to come to the bathroom---which is like asking him for a repeat performance of yesterday.
The wolf suddenly cleared his throat, feeling hot all of a sudden.
Which I don’t want---at all!
So why didn’t he sound convincing?
Bothered and confused, Jacob took in a deep breath and looked up at the tiled ceiling of the bathroom, frowning slightly. He didn’t understand what was happening. He’d been brought up to hate vamp---to hate leeches---and he’d despised them---he despised them!
Growling in agitation, Jacob ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up slightly without noticing. Why was he all of a sudden having to correct his own mind?
What did that leech do to me?
Taking in a deep breath, the wolf tried it again.
He’d been brought up to hate leeches, and he despised them, and yet Edward-fucking-Cullen had some sort of control over him and---horrifyingly enough---he had control over the wolf within. The wolf wanted him.
Jacob couldn’t understand it. Wolves and vampi---leeches!---were mortal enemies! They hated each other! They fought! They killed each other!
And yet Jacob’s wolf snarled at his constant attempts to push Edward away, to stay away.
Now that he thought about it, he’d always reacted differently to Edward than with the other leeches he’d come into contact with. From the beginning something had seemed different with Edward, but Jacob had pushed those odd feelings away and concentrated on being a loyal pack-member.
Much good my ‘loyalty’ did me yesterday.
Clenching his fists and taking in a deep breath, Jacob groaned.
If he was going to find a solution to this problem he was going to have to be completely honest with himself, and if he was completely honest with himself thisannoying attraction to the vampi---leech!---this weakness, it wasn’t new. Hell, he’d been having some embarrassing dreams of Edward since he’d first met him (thank GOD for his mental block---his pack members would have flipped!) and his attraction was one of the reasons why Edward’s ability to be constantly around him when he wasn’t on the reservation was annoying.
What the HELL did that fucking leech do to me? He wasn’t so much confused now as pissed. Wolves don’t feel this way for a leech! Especially not from first sight! His eyes narrowed with growing rage. It’s almost as if I--.
And suddenly Jacob froze, all anger slipping away, his eyes going wide in horror.
His hands were trembling.
It can’t be!
The young native turned and looked at his reflection in the mirror, noticing how pale he’d suddenly become.
His breathing was erratic and the beating of a drum seemed to be blasting in his ears.
I couldn’t have---!
And he was suddenly getting dizzy, the room twirling all around him as the wolf within him took notice of what was going on with the human-half.
His whole body was trembling as he looked at his reflection, feeling everything around him so cold.
I---I didn’t imprint on him---did I?
And suddenly he felt so sick at his stomach as he went through every single memory he had of Edward Cullen, and of his reactions to him---the wolf finally still as if appeased---and yet the human was more queasy by the second as the instances piled up one on top of the other in a very condemning way.
I—I—I imprinted him. Clutching at the sink in a way that might crush it if he continued to apply that pressure, Jacob closed his eyes tightly. I IMPRINTED him!
He was so confused! How was it possible to imprint on a leech?
And he was miserable because there was no one he could ask about this. His pack---they hated leeches and anyone who associated with them. If they found out that he’d imprinted on one they’d kill him!
And it’s not like there’s anyone else here who knows the truth about us and is old enough to---.
Brown eyes flew open as a sickening feeling welled up in the pit of his stomach.
He was wrong.
There was someone else he could ask----someone else who might have the answers he so desperately needed, but it went against everything he’d been taught to go to that person and ask for such a favor.
But he needed to know! He needed to know the answers to these questions or he’d go insane!
How is it possible that I imprinted a leech? He was going to be sick. The reason he’s acting like this---his possessive and pseudo aggressiveness? It’s typical of an imprinted mate whose been rejected or ignored or---.
He straightened, taking in a deep breath, he needed to talk to him---even if he tried to kill him for it.
But just how was he going to talk to Carlisle Cullen?
I’ll just have to go to see him at the hospital.
Taking in a deep breath, Jacob squared his shoulders and left the bathroom, heading down the stairs and turning, walking determinedly towards the living room. The wolf’s heart raced when he saw Edwards sitting next to Bella, looking very distracted as Bella continued to prattle on obliviously about something, and Charlie watched them quite obviously from the Lazyboy—a look of utter confusion on the older man’s face.
But Jacob wasn’t concentrating on the humans---he was looking at Edward, telling himself to calm down, to act normal, to not give the vampire cause to become suspicious.
Oh god. He was going to be sick---he was going to throw up with nerves! I imprinted on a leech.
Edward must have caught his scent because he looked up, his eyes blacker than black, practically glazed over. The vampire was looking at him with intense shock, and something else Jacob just couldn’t understand---making the wolf even more nervous.
Bella, noticing that Edward’s attention was elsewhere, followed his gaze and smiled brightly. “Jake! You’re up!” With a fluid movement she as standing and by his side. “Edward came to invite us to go out again with him and the others.”
“Again?” Jacob squeaked before clearing his throat and tearing his gaze from Edward’s, preferring to look at his best friend instead. “I don’t know Bella.”
He could feel Charlie Swan’s gaze on him, and then on Edward, remaining on Edward.
“Come on, Jake.” Edward finally spoke, his voice oddly deeper than usual.
And out of pure routine, Jacob glared at Edward, snapping at him. “Don’t call me Jake! My friends call me that and you’re not my friend!”
And then he froze, groaning inside.
Good. Great. Snap at the guy you imprinted. Real mature Jacob!
But for some reason Edward didn’t look hurt or surprised or concerned with what Jacob had snapped out. Instead he was looking smugly pleased for some reason as he smirked with surprisingly sensuality. “You’re right, I’m not your friend. So I’ll just have to find my own name for you, won’t I, puppy?”
Jacob growled in annoyance as he glared once more at the insufferable leech. “Call me that one more time and I will tear you apart!”
That smirk just grew.
Insufferable leech! I couldn’t have imprinted on him! We’d end up killing each other from pure aggravation!
No wonder the guy’s so good looking. It’s to try and balance out how annoying he is!
So deep in his thoughts, Jacob zoned out for a moment, failing to miss the ever-more-pleased expression on Edward’s face, the innocent confusion on Bella’s, and the wide-eyed understanding on Charlie’s.
“I’m going out.” With that Jacob tore out of the house and down the steps, fingering the keys to his motorcycle in his pocket before getting on it and turning it on, speeding away from the Swan house.
He knew he was being rude and he wasn’t protecting the Swans---leaving them alone with a leech---but for some reason Jacob didn’t feel wary of Edward, didn’t thinkhe would hurt them.
And that just pissed him off even more.
He was going to talk to Dr. Carlisle Cullen and get some answers---even if it killed him!
Alice never understood why she could see Jacob’s future. All werewolves made her abilities blind, but not Jacob and ever since yesterday it’d seemed to intensify to the fact that she could see him as easily as she could her vampiric brethren.
And that confused her.
Just two minutes ago the future had changed---again---and she’d seen a flash of it.
They all sat in the living room, watching a movie, not al all concerned as the sunlight bathed them, making their skin shine like diamonds.
“Why do we even watch movies about vampires anyway?” Rosalie complained, curled around Emmet. “It’s ridiculous how they have us bursting into flames and the fangs? Ewww.”
Emmet looked down at his woman with a tender smile. “I think you’d look great with fangs, Rose.”
The blonde looked up at him and smiled that smile only for him. “That’s because I look good in anything, baby.”
He laughed and squeezed her tighter.
“Rosalie has a point, though.” Bella announced from where she sat on the floor in front of where Jasper and Alice were sitting on the cough. “Vampires in the movies are nothing like vampires really are. I mean. What about in Buffy and Angel? Those vampires’ faces shift.” Bella made a face. “And don’t get me started on thewerewolves.”
Jacob Black looked up at that from where he was sitting on the couch, Edward sitting on the floor in front of him, sitting between his legs and leaning backwards against his lover. The werewolf sniggered at Bella, one hand buried in Edward’s eternally messy hair. “Their werewolves were reallymessed up.”
Jasper was silent, smiling, listening in amusement.
“I wonder where they got such misconstrued ideas about us.” Alice blinked, curious.
“Bram Stoker.” Carlisle announced easily, arm around Esme. “At least the vampire part. From what I can tell, Bram was actually a friend of a pack of vegetarian vampires and in order to help them keep their secret safe and keep people from suspecting their were vampires he came up with this complex idea of no reflection and inability to stand garlic and other nonsense.”
“Really?” Edward asked in surprise, turning to look at his father figure. He made a face when Carlisle nodded passively.
“I actually had already known that.” Jasper announced.
Both Bella and Alice glared at him as if he’d committed some heinous crime by not having told them about it earlier.
Jasper just smiled and returned his attention to the movie.
The sound of her cellular ringing brought Alice back to the present as she brought it to her ear. “Hello.”
“He thinks he’s imprinted on me.”
Alice’s eyes widened as she heard her younger brother’s voice. “What?”
“I was concentrating and listening to his thoughts in the bathroom while I was in the livingroom with the girl and her father.” Edward announced. “And he thinks he’s imprinted on me.”
“Edward---if he’s imprinted on you---.”
“What are you going to do?” Alice asked, looking around her. “This makes things even more serious than we thought. I—I didn’t even know that it was possible for a wolf to imprint on a vampire.”
“Neither did he.” Edward sounded a little worried. “You should have heard his thoughts, Alice, should have seen his face.” He sighed. “Jacob was so surprised, so confused, worried, messed up.”
“It’s to be expected, Ed.” Alice replied, looking out of the window in her and Jasper’s room. “He thinks he’s just found his soulmate---in his worse enemy. That’s boundto mess up a person.”
“I need you to come and keep the human busy. Jacob left to find Carlisle and talk to him about this, and I want to be there for that conversation. If there’s a possibility that he might have actually imprinted me, I think I have the right to know the same time he does.”
“He went to find Carlisle?” Alice blinked, before grinning. “That’s a good first step!”
“Yes, well, can you keep the girl occupied?” Edward sounded a little impatient.
“Sure, no problem.” Alice shook her head, grinning brighter. “We’ll go shopping!”
Edward chuckled. “Thanks Alice.” And with that he hung up.
Alice took in a deep breath.
Shaking her head in awe, the female vampire giggled, bouncing back into the house to tell everyone there.