Fire and Ice - Jacob/Edward/Beau - 18+

4. Hybrid

September 2nd, 2005
1:24 AM

Forest Outside of Forks High, Forks, Washington

   Edward followed Jacob's scent just outside the school, about a couple hundred feet into the forest. Jacob reached out his hand as Edward miscalculated how far he was, so Jacob caught him and pinned him against the tree.

   "Get your dirty paws off of me, you brute... what the hell do you want," Edward snapped, crossing his arms. It reminded Jacob of how a chihuahua yips at a bigger dog. Edward glared up into his eyes. Jacob just lustfully looked down, tilting his head with a cocky smirk. "what do you want..."

   "I didn't call you to 'talk,'" Jacob said with a sly smirk.

   "Youre not getting into my pants if that's what you want," Edward glared, shoving at Jacob's chest. Both of their strengths cancel each other out.

   "Stop fighting me. I wouldn't do anything you don't want me to," Jacob rolled his eyes, "I just wanted to thank you for saving my life,"

   "Then why couldn't you just say it telepathically... you have done plenty of talking to me anyway," Edward huffed. Edward glared at Jacob as he felt the wolf's hand picking at the gauze on Edward's neck.

   "Stop," He said with authority as Edward tried to cringe away and shove him off, "I was too out of it to close the bite, Vampire..." Jacob said, leaning down to close the bite. Edward tried a new way how to get out of Jacob's grip, but as he went limp, nothing happened. "Dont be a baby. I'm doing this so you stop bitching about how much it itches... you know I get psychological itching and pain on whatever happens to you," he snapped.

   Edward held his breath and instinctively bared his neck. Jacob was letting out his aura so that Edward could calm down. Jacob wasn't an alpha but Sam's first in command. So, he had many of an alpha's powers but in a much milder way.

   "Stop controlling my emotions... I hate it when Jasper does it, and I can't stand for it from you," Edward said. He knit his eyebrows as Jacob sucked on the bite, taking his time lapping his tongue over the bite almost in a lustful way. "Stop meandering and just close the bite already, Mutt,"

   "That way, you can go suck that corny human's cock? I am not a meandering asshole, and I am healing you... You got it all infected. Not tasty, my guy,"

   "I am not yours," Edward said, and Jacob rolled his eyes.

   "It's a catchphrase, Old Man, Yes... you are mine," Jacob flicked Edward's earlobe as he let go of his hold on the Omega, stepping back and giving Edward his space. "Like it or not, we are imprinted for the rest of our lives. You can't just ignore me,"

   "Watch me," Edward crossed his arms and began to stomp away, but Jacob grabbed and twisted him around.

   "Okay... apparently, you don't know the stakes, Tick. We are pack now, with me and everyone else,"

   "Ewww..."

   "Im not too crazy about it either, and you know I am approaching heat with you, which means you're gonna have to meet my needs,"

   "You are such a pig!" Edward huffed.

   "I will spell it out for you... I went in Heat Shock ones, so it will likely happen again. I don't know how it works with Ticks, but with werewolves, when a mate dies, it is like a part of you dies. You become catatonic and brain-dead until you kick the bucket... and you don't have an expiration date, My Guy," Jacob yelled in Edward's face.