The Alpha's Witch

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Chapter 01:

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Double and then triple that FUCK!

How the fuck did he get into this situation?

Why the fuck did he get into this situation?!

But he knew the answer to his questions. It was the same answer for both of those.

Those damned caramel eyes.

Those beautiful, ruthlessly sinful, wondrously expressive caramel eyes had led him to his doom.

And of course, their razer tongued owner. The bushy haired, ivory skinned, frangipani scented goddess.

He was screwed!

He was so fucking screwed!

He rubbed his large hands vigorously over his face. He had thought his morning was bad because his crazy animal sex with his girlfriend had been interrupted, then as the day had passed he had realized that the cock block had nothing on the hellish day that had followed!

He had imprinted.

Sam Uley, the Alpha of the Quileute Tribe had fina-fucking-lly.. imprinted, after giving up hopes of ever finding his one true mate for years now.

Not just that too. No, he could have lived with the imprinting part alone. But nooo, he was the masochist of the first waters with an obvious penchant for sticking his foot in, for he had imprinted on a stranger..

..while having a steady girlfriend who was honored to be the only female of their pack.

Then his imprint had turned out to be a shape-shifting witch!

..who was one of his oldest pack-mate's wife's best friend!

Could things ever really worsen?

He unlocked the door to his house and then kicked it open in exasperation. Walking to the small kitchen, he deposited the keys on top of the counter, completely by-passing the bowl by the door that usually housed his keys and carried out the one thing that had even the remotest chance of making him sane again.

Well, apart from her that is.

He walked out to his backyard and pulled out a can of beer from the six-pack he had bought from the reserve's only convenience store. Not that the beer would get him drunk, but the action had always calmed him.

Taking in a long swig, he hit his head on the doorframe just behind him and thought back to his day, slowly reliving every minute of it.

-flashback-

His day had started quite like every other ordinary day of his life, well, as ordinary as it could get when you were a werewolf the size of a horse, made so just to kill vampires.

Anyways, like every morning, he'd phased at four, just before the crack of dawn and checked in with his night patrolling pack members – Collin and Brady. All had been quiet through the night since their watch, they had told him through their mind-links before phasing back into their human forms and taking off for their home, seeking a few hours of rest before they had to begin their day officially.

He had then done a thorough parameter check with his patrol partner and girlfriend – Leah Clearwater.

Things with Leah had been rocky, back when he had phased for the first time. He'd been scared of hurting her and so he had broken things off with her. Then, by some sheer miracle, she had phased too and joined his pack, making them an even eight. He had phased first, followed by Jared first then Paul. Embry, Quil and Jacob had joined in after them. Then much to everyone's surprise had come in the Clearwater siblings.

Leah had been as shocked as him to find herself between all the buff boys. She had been as bitter and angry as ever, since their breakup but then she'd found out the reason for their breakup and all in the course of one night, things between him and her had changed.

She'd just dropped in at his place after her dinner, like she used to back when they were together and then she'd dropped her dress and stood proud and naked in front of him, not a sign of inhibition on her exotically beautiful face.

And that had been that.

They'd fucked through his mattress all night long and the next day on, they'd been back together, and they had been together ever since, almost four years now.

It was only when Quil had imprinted on her little niece, Claire, three years back, that they'd taken a moment to consider the future of their relationship.

They hadn't known anything about imprinting till then; but after Quil's uncanny and unconventional trailing of a two year old, the tribe elders had sat the entire pack down and educated them about imprinting.

That night, after the bonfire had long extinguished, Leah and him had decided to continue as they were. "No point in rocking a smooth sail," Leah had shrugged and he had agreed. They'd had it good till then, so why stop? "Yeah, and you heard them. Imprinting's quite rare. May be we never will find our imprints," Sam had pointed out.

That was the first time Leah had hinted at something more permanent for them. "True. If we find them, we'll separate, if not, then.. maybe we could get married to each other."

"Sounds like a plan," he had smirked and one thing had led to another and they'd found themselves coated in sand and salt the next morning.

It had been years since that evening. Many more had joined their pack since. Some of the older ones had found their imprints and stopped phasing to give up on their immortality and grow old with their spouses. They'd fought wars with vampires old and new and then found their much coveted peace.

Jacob had left the pack and started travelling with the Cullens to be with his imprint – Renesmee Cullen. Paul still lived at the reserve with Rachel, but he didn't phase anymore, just like Jared who'd given it up for his own imprint – Kim, and moved out of the reserve to Seattle where he had found work at a small government office that worked for the welfare of the natives. Quil was still phasing, waiting for his little imprint to grow up. Seth was also phasing along with his sister. Though the siblings were both phasing for two very different reasons. Leah, for him, to spend as much time with him as she could. Seth for his wife, a red-headed witch he had met, imprinted, befriended and married, all in the space of one short month since the witches and wizards had a slower than normal ageing process and Seth wanted to keep up with his wife.

Only him and Embry had waited back at the reserve while everyone else had attended his wedding in the UK. The witch was from England and she wanted a wedding in her country, in the backyard of her childhood home, and Seth being unable to refuse his imprint anything, had happily agreed. The magical folks had given them a few nifty little things called portkeys that had transported all of the merry attendees to and from the venue.

Being the alpha, he had stayed back, for he was loathed to leave the reserve unguarded. Embry had stayed back with him to help out. He had wanted to travel for a bit, so he had welcomed the idea of a few extra days of pack-life back then. They were sure that between Embry and him, they'd be fairly well placed to take down a leech or two should they need to.

He knew Leah had wanted to keep him company too, but it was her brother's wedding, she could hardly give that a miss!

And they'd all been back soon.

And Seth's new wife – Ginerva, Ginny for short, had been an amazing addition to the tribe. The fact that she could get most things done with just a swish of her wand was an added bonus but definitely not her only allure. She was smart and witty, never hesitated to take the pack members down by a notch or two and she had inadvertently assumed the role of a hen-mother. She had grown up with six older brothers and so, was used to bossing large men around, or so she had said while setting his large pack straight and Sam had liked her no-nonsense attitude from the start.

Then, not even a year into marriage, Seth and her had had a baby. They'd taken the little boy and everyone else again for his christening to England. Again, being the alpha, he had urged everyone to enjoy the break while staying back himself and doing innumerable patrols alone this time.

It had all been worth it though, everyone had come back happy and for a minute there life had been perfect for him.

An obedient and brave pack by his side. A happy and safe reserve with no leeches in sight. No drama. A hot girlfriend who made out with him in both her human and animal forms.

He had been a happy man on the verge of considering matrimony. Since his imprint hadn't showed up for so long, he had thought she never would and he had started putting big dollars aside for an engagement ring, wanting to propose to Leah with something she could to flaunt to her friends, his construction business with Quil and Paul for partners, was doing well after all!

Enter the toppler of his world!

He'd been going hot and heavy with Leah in the woods that same morning, when he'd heard twigs snapping. On closer attention, he'd come across a very foreign scent and something inside him had urged him on, towards it. He'd phased immediately, Leah following his lead and running in her lithe wolf form after his bulky black one.

He'd seen a magnificent black panther by the creek, trying to sniff her way around, then looking up in every direction as if lost. He would have let her pass but her scent had set him on edge. He'd lunged at her from the side and pinned her to the ground, his body barring both, her flight and fight. Then he'd taken a deep whiff from her very exposed neck.

Frangipanis. He breathed deeply even now, while drinking his beer as if he could still smell it's faint traces in the air.

But at that time, he hadn't found the situation alluring but alarming! "Phase!" he'd ordered the sleek panther in his double timbred Alpha voice, right after phasing into his own burly human form on top of the animal.

The panther had heard him alright! She'd phased, pinned as she was under him and then looked him right in his eyes.

SNIP!

His worldly ties had all dissolved and she'd become his only connection, his only grounding factor, everything else turning superficial. Just like that, she became his sole purpose of life. His. And he'd known then that he would be anything she wanted him to be for her, she needed him to be to her. He'd stop at nothing to keep her safe and make her happy.

"If you don't take your naked form off me, right now, I will burst your bollocks, mister!" she had warned him while he'd been lost in her eyes. "Move! Now!"

He, Sam Uley, the Alpha of the Quileute Tribe's werewolf pack had been unable to let her command slide. He'd immediately pushed himself on his hands and jumped right off her.

Gods but she has me whipped already! He had stared in awe at her, taking in her tiny frame, curly mane and angry eyes.

"Is it a Quileute tradition to welcome guests by lying naked on top of them and then staring at them as if they are the ones without any clothes on their backs?" her crisp British accent had rolled over him like butter melting on his over-heated body.

But before he could answer her provoking statement with an equally bold reply, Leah had caught up to the entire episode. She had looked on in shock at his imprint and whispered, "Hermione?"

"Leah?" his Hermione had quickly looked behind him at an equally naked Leah and frozen in surprise. "What? Is it a no clothes day or something?"

Both Leah and him had laughed. "No. We, unlike some, aren't blessed enough to phase back and forth with clothes. We do it au naturelle, baby. And we rock it with our bodies," Leah had naughtily winked at his imprint who had a light smattering of colour on her pale cheeks that she tried hard to make go.

"Really?" she quirked her perfect brow at them, while trying her level best to keep her eyes on their faces without straying them.. much. Though to Sam's amusement it was only him that she was eyeing under her hooded eyes.

"Really," he had smiled abashed, furiously rubbing the back of his neck. Not that he minded having his imprint look her fill of him; he had a blessed anatomy all the way through. It was just that the entire situation was a tad embarrassing. What with his tumble with his girlfriend being interrupted by his imprint who had turned out to be said girlfriend's friend and all that.

"You should have asked Ginny to remedy that for you. Never mind, now that I'm here, remind me to take a look at your clothes later. I'll try and fix the problem for you Leah.. and any others that may be interested," his imprint had ended with a haughty look in his direction.

Leah grinned. "Gee, thanks Hermione. I'd owe you one if you could do that. I've lost count of the number of clothes I've ruined with emergency phasing." Hermione had returned her smile. "Now, if you don't mind me asking, why are you here? As in, in the woods, like a panther and not popping right in Seth's backyard?"

"Long story. Ginny neither sent in the latitudes nor any pictures, so I couldn't apparate straight to their place. I had to floo in at the American Congress' offices in Seattle and then walk out, find a car rental place from where I rented a car after faking documents and drove all the way to Forks, on the wrong side of the road no less, only to have the car stop a little beyond that sleepy town! I couldn't fix the problem since I couldn't find it. So I thought I'd walk to La Push. Then I realized that at my speed I'd take forever to get there, so I changed into my Animagus form and Voila! Here I am! Lost and famished!"

"Oh.. long day, eh?" Leah winked at Hermione. "Phase back and I'll take you till the edge of the woods, from there you can change back. I'll point out Seth's place for you."

"Won't you be coming along?"

"Nah, I was patrolling with Sam, the nude guy in front of you," Leah pointed to him. He's our Alpha and we are on our patrol duty of the day. I'll swing by after the patrols though."

"Alright. Sam." Saying that Hermione nodded in Sam's direction and phased back without a second's delay and waited in front of Sam giving him what could only ever be described as a very curious glare from the sexiest animal he had ever seen. And then she had trailed behind Leah, leaving Sam staring at her retreating form, a goofy smile on his face.

After Hermione had left with Leah, Sam had stood rooted to the spot, his joy at meeting his imprint forgotten over the pain of separation. He almost hightailed it behind them, but he stopped himself. He had to gather his thoughts and be ready for when Leah got back, he just had to straighten things out with her first, alienating a member of his pack just would not do for him.

And so when Leah got back, chaos ensued!

Sam came clean about his imprinting and Leah threw a tantrum. In a fit of rage, she transformed and ran off. When he went to stop her, she almost attacked him, only her sense of self-preservation and the innate sense of reverence for the Alpha that was ingrained in the pack stopped her attack.

Realizing she needed time away by herself, Sam had let her attack pass and stepped away from her. Finishing a last parameter check, he had phased back into his human form near the edge of the woods and pulled out the clothes that he kept in a bag hung on a tree there and wore them.

Then with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation he had run over to Seth's house that they had helped build a little ways beyond his mother's.

Ginny's family was a very close one and so everyone had come to help and support her over the past month or so, of the baby's birth. While her father and all her brothers and their girlfriends/wives had returned home, her mother had stayed back.

Being the mother of a brood, she had insisted on feeding the pack all their meals during her stay despite of having a little grandchild to care for, so his whole pack had been there, crowding Seth's living room.

He was met with utter chaos when Sam entered Seth's place and saw the pandemonium he had been hearing for long by then.

His entire pack minus Leah, Collin and Brady was there and somehow everyone, it seems had met Hermione already, probably during the wedding and the Christening, Sam realized belatedly as he was sat by his backyard, while crushing the finished beer can in his hand and tossing it in a corner.

He bent ahead and pulled out a new can, pulling the tab over it, the fizzing hiss it let out tempting him into taking a gulp immediately, then he laid his head back on the doorframe and went back to his thoughts.

Hermione had been swamped with the younger members of his pack, all almost jumping on her excitedly. On the other side, there was Molly levitating dish after dish on the extended table in the hall. Ginny was trying to squeeze her way between the pack to reach her friend. Seth was standing in a corner, his little baby in hand, cooing him an old tribal song in the middle of the chaos that was his home. Sue, his mother was dishing out plates full of food and passing them to the elders and the pack members.

Unable to take anymore, Sam resorted to his Alpha voice and then in his double timbred tone ordered for peace.

"Behave!" he bellowed. "There's a cranky baby that his father is trying to soothe in the corner, despite what we are, can we at least try to be more humane while we're here. And step away from the new girl. She must be exhausted! Let her friend see her first, you pups can come back later or invite her to one of your football games some evening, if you wish to talk to her. Go, eat what Molly and Sue have prepared and behave respectfully," he ordered but in a more shushed voice.

"Gee.. what's with the party pooper over there?" Hermione asked just as his pack collected there acts and moved over to Sue.

"Sorry..?" Sam had been confused.

"The poor pups only wanted to welcome me to their home. You didn't need to go all double-toned Alpha on their asses. And the baby is under a sleep charm, even a bomb blast won't wake him up."

"None the less, they need to behave."

"Big words from a man who jumped on me nude in the woods."

And suddenly you could've heard a pin drop at Seth's place.

"You jumped on her? Nude?"

"Why were you naked?"

"If my sister was with you, you better not speak a word about the mess."

"Now, Hermione, if only you start dating a man like him, I can die in peace knowing all my kids were in good hands."

"Let's find her a man here. So she can stay with us."

"SILENCE!" Hermione bellowed, pointing her wand at her own neck. "Now, to answer the questions in a line – yes, he jumped me! Buck naked! Probably because he was busy with .. well, let me not say her name out loud since her family's around. No, thank you Molly and Gin, I don't have time for a man right now and especially not one that lives so far off. Anything else, anyone?"

Sam had never felt that rejected in his life. Even before he had a chance to woo her, to tell her about his tribe, the tribal legends and imprinting, she had refused him. Point blank. No questions asked. He felt as if he was ripped into shreds at her blatant rejection and had run away from Seth's place like a teenager who had just seen his first crush kissing his older brother!

"Well… SHIT!" were the last words he'd heard uttered from Seth's eloquent mouth, before blurring and running out of the house and straight for the woods phasing even before he reached its edge, ripping off his clothes, uncaring and then he had run for miles and miles till the edge of thick foliage and then back, stopping only once he was at the reserve to pick up a six pack beer.

He had no wish for sustenance anymore but he was duty bound. He could not leave his pack like that. That just wasn't him.

He looked at the beer can in his hand, wistfully. You're all I have for company now, all through my life.

While his thoughts were muddled with confusion between his love for his imprint and the can of beer in his hands, the doorbell chimed.

Wondering who it could be at the late hour, he stood up and walked till the door, the beer can still in hand. It couldn't be a pack emergency since his phased pack-mates always came through the backyard to allow for privacy after their phasing.

Who is it then? He wondered and opened the door with a big scowl on his face.

"We need to talk…"