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Pack Mother

Chapter 22
Fusedtwilight: This chapter Leah is asked to save a life, but at a price.
Leah P.O.V
"Damn it Alex how many times do I have to tell you not to walk around naked!"
"Sorry mom."
"And if your going to swim in the creek then bring a blanket and dry off before you come inside your dripping every where."
He walked outside and shook himself like he was a dog until he was dry.
"That's better," I said with a sigh.
It has been eight days since the pups matured.
When I had woken up I cried so damn hard.
My little boys were all grown up.
And it sucked.
We had tested their abilities. In his wolf form Taylor was almost three times bigger then Jake, they were all stronger then us, faster then us, they could see further then Jared, hear better then Seth and were just better then us.
Even in human form, their abilities surpassed us. Paul and Alex had an arm wrestling competition and Alex easily won.
Their abilities were not on par with a vampire, at least in human form. Like the rest of us their true power was only revealed in their wolf form.
They still lived here, Jasper had arranged for some lawyer in Seattle the Cullen's used to forge their documents and records for them to make ID's and documents for the boys.
We all couldn't believe they had such a major growth. We were not sure if they were sixteen or older, werewolves had a habit of looking older then what they were.
They may have the bodies of adults but they had the minds of children. We we're trying to teach them what they needed to know. Luckily they learned quickly.
Yet they still had the curiosity and imagination of a young mind. They were so curious about everything, they asked a lot of questions, some were of a simple type and others were more philosophical and like all parents we found it difficult to help make them understand why the world was the way it is.
The boys were scattered all over the house. Taylor, Spencer, Gordon and Tyson were in the garage working on one of the cars. Alex had just gotten done taking a dip in the lake, Howie was in the library by himself reading, Bronson, Gabriel, and Brayden were watching tv.
I was happy to see the relationship between Howie and the others had improved greatly. Sharing minds with one another helped them understand one another. Howie opened up more to his brothers and spent more time around with them and they did not pick on him any more, Alex seems to have finally let go of any and all negative feelings he had for his little brother and I almost yelled at him a few days ago when I saw he had Howie in a head lock, assuming he was picking on him I was surprised he was giving him an affectionate noogie while Howie laughed.
Just then there was a knock on the door. I frowned, I did not hear a car drive up to the house.
"I got it!" Bronson yelled.
I heard him answer the door, then shout out as someone ran inside.
"Leah!"
Brandon came running into the dinning room.
"Brandon what is wrong?" I asked.
He ran over to me and got on his knees. He took my hand in his and placed his forehead against my knuckles.
"Leah please I beg you, you have to help me."
"Brandon what is wrong?" I asked.
"My dads...the cancer is too aggressive, the chemo is no longer working. The doctors say he won't live long enough to see the years end."
"Oh Brandon," I said sadly.
Brandon's father had been raging a brave battle against cancer. Brandon was a lit like Brady. He was cocky and arrogant. He had a love for rap music and was actually pretty good at rapping himself.
But the stress of his fathers illness had taken it's toll on him. He had been so filled with pain and fear he had become withdrawn and quiet. Even his music could not ease his mind no more.
"Brandon, I am sorry about your father. But how can I help?" I asked.
"I did the research. Dad has the gene."
I froze. Surely he wasn't about to ask what I think he was asking. As I had discovered if someone had the gene I could activate it if I had sex with them, even if that person was past their prime.
Brandon looked at me and his eyes were filled with desperation.
The one emotion that was more dangerous then anger of fear. The one emotion that can make even the most noble of men commit the most heinous of acts.
"Leah please, make my dad into one of us. Please make him into a werewolf."
Was it heinous for a boy to ask someone to sleep with their father to save his life?

A little while later I was sitting across from Brandon who I offered a cup of water.
I had asked the boys go outside and give us some privacy though I knew they would be able to hear us anyway. Like I said their hearing was better then ours.
"Brayden, I understand you want to save your dad. But what your asking is...a very steep price."
"I know that Leah. But it's the only way. The chemo isn't working and I can't watch my dad die. My grandma, my dad's mom died of cancer when he was my age. He had to watch her wither and die. He always said he would rather be dead then have me go through that."
"He isn't talking suicide is he?" I asked.
"He has...made some comments but nothing outright," he said looking shaky.
"Have you talked to your parents about this?" I asked.
"Of course not. Ho do you go to your parents about something like this? 'Hey mom and dad, let's let Leah compel dad and save his life.' that doesn't seem the right thing to say."
"This isn't a decision you can make on your own. You have to talk to your parents about this."
"Whats there to talk about? Either you fuck him or he dies!" Brandon snapped.
"I am sorry for your suffering buy watch your tone!" I growled.
He flinched. "Sorry I just...I am supposed to protect humans. Yet I can't even protect my own father."
His shoulder slumped in defeat and I sighed. I could not help but pity him for his circamstances.
"We protect them from supernatural threats but disease is beyond our abilities. Besides, there is no guarantee it would work. Cancer isn't a bacteria or a virus."
"I thought of that and did some digging. You know how many werewolves died from cancer?"
I shook my head.
"None. In our history every werewolf only died from being killed by a vampire or naturally. We don't get sick Leah, we don't get cancer either."
I was quiet for a moment.
"I need time to think about this. And you need to talk to your parents about this as well. That is the best I can offer," I said.
"The fact you are willing to even do it gives me hope. Thank you Leah."
He got up and hugged me and left the house.
I sighed.
I heard the boys come back inside.
"Are you really going to sleep with his dad?" Tyson asked.
I turned to see the boys all giving me puzzled expressions. They had already been given the birds and the bee's talk and they knew of my situation with their fathers and grandfathers.
Most. Awkward. Talk. Ever!
"That remains to be seen," I said.
"But if you do it then he will be compelled to you," Howie said.
"Like your dads and grandfathers, I know. But if I don't then he will die."
"But what if he says yes and his wife leaves him like what happened with grandma Nina and and Grandpa Frank?" Gabriel said.
"I will cross that bridge when the time comes," I said.
"What does that mean?" Taylor asked.
"It means I will not worry about that until if and when it arrives. When we must make a difficult decision we must also consider the consequences that may occur later in life. Sometimes we must consider what and how we would react to those situations that may arise. And sometimes we must wait for a situation to arise for us to make a decision how we should act. I know there is a possibility Brady's mom may not like this and leave him. But I am not sure, so if that is the case I will wait later if it does happen to deal with it."
"Man, decision making sucks," Taylor said.
"And I don't envy you being alpha," Howie said.
"Does this mean we're going to have another brother?" Bronson asked.
"One day you will have four more. Justin, Pacey, Brandon and Nick will procreate with me when they turn sixteen. The spirit said I had to make all the bloodlines stronger. Luckily she made it so the compulsion would wait until they come of age," I said.
"Can't you activate his gene without having sex with him?" Tyson asked.
"The compulsion is all about sex, that's the point."
I sighed. Talking to my sons about sex and magic was...obviously awkward.
"In any case I need to talk to your dads about this. If I do sleep with Mark it means we will have to change the arrangement again," I said.
Yeah, that was going to be a fun talk.

"You don't have to do this Leah," Jacob said.
"Yeah, it's sad and all but you don't have an obligation to do this," Jim said.
"But I can't just let him die either," I said.
"We can't save every person in the tribe," Jake said.
"Maybe we should wait and see what Mark and Barb have to say. Maybe they won't do it," Jim said.
"The man is dying of cancer. How could he resist the chance?"
"But he is married."
"Mark and Bob haven't always had a stable marriage," I said.
"What do you mean?" Jim asked.
"I mean they have always fought a lot. It's one of the reasons why Brandon is such a little shit. Mom always said she never understood why they staid married," I said.
"So you think it won't matter what Barb wants, Mark will say yes?" Jim asked.
"Whether she loves him or hates him I doubt she would just allow her husband to die," I said.
"Did you contact Sue?" Jake asked.
"Yeah. She said it was my choice to make. That she would support my decision. She understands how complex this situation is," I said.
"Leah if you do this then he will be compelled to you. You already have more then a dozen lovers," Jim said.
"I know. But nothing comes free right?"
Just then we heard the sounds of a car pulling up to the house and a door opening and closing.
"I'll go get it," Jake said leaving Jim and I alone.
"Brandon should have gone to the elders about this first, not you," Jim said looking a little angry.
"Don't be mad at him Jim. If it was your dad wouldn't you do anything to save him?" I asked.
"I would rather not think about that," he said looking queasy.
Jacob walked back with our guest. It was Mark's wife and Brandon's mom Barb.
She was five foot six with hazel colored eyes and a round smooth face. A slender neck and figure that had sharp curves a model would kill for.
"Barb," I said standing up.
"Hello Leah. I was...I was wondering if we could talk." she glanced at Jake and Jim, "in private."
"Guys, could you leave be for a moment?" I asked.
They left the room but it didn't matter where they went, I knew they would be able to hear us. Barb sat across from me. The awkward tension was thick.
Barb and Mark had been shocked to learn Brandon was a werewolf. But they had learned to accept it. But when they found out about the compulsion they freaked.
I couldn't blame them. My boys were six months old and already wanting to get girlfriends.
"I take it you are here about Brandon's idea?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yes. He came home and told us his plan. I admit, I myself have considered this for some time now. I remembered what happened with you and the other fathers and I thought what if you could do the same for him."
"I know this is a very delicate situation for you and your family. If I could I would heal him with out sex."
"But that's the price isn't it?"
I nodded.
"This has been hard on us all. The chemo isn't working and the cancer has cost us a lot of money. I talked with Mark and we both agree it is best if you turn him."
I looked at her with surprise. There was no hint of anger, remorse or regret. She was simply stating a fact. If this did bother her in the way it should bother a wife she was not showing it.
"You seem a little surprised," she said.
"No offense but you don't seem to be very...upset about what this would mean."
She sighed. "Mark and I...we dated in high school. It wasn't real serious, just a school thing. Eventually we decided to break up but then something happened. I became pregnant. Then we got married and were stuck with one another. Mark and I never loved one another. The only thing that kept us together was Brandon and you know our relationship has always been rocky at best."
I nodded.
"I do love Mark. Not as a wife but as a friend. Despite our differences I don't want to lose him. So if sleeping with you can save him then I can live with it, even if it means he becomes compelled to you. Because I would rather have him alive, healthy and compelled then dead."
"And how does Mark feel about this?"
"He wants to do it,"she said.
"I need to speak to my pack about this. This decision effects us all."
"I understand. Thank you. Please contact me as soon as you can," she said.
She stood up and I walked her out the door. I watched as she drove off.
"Jake, call the pack. We need to have a meeting!"

I was in the jacuzzi in one of the bathrooms.
I was going to have to remember to thank Rose and Emmett for putting this in when they added new parts to the house.
A few hours ago I spoke with the pack. Many of the guys didn't like the fact another man would soon be sharing my bed. But they knew I couldn't say no.
I couldn't let someone die, not like that.
Brandon had been there for the meeting, when he found out I had agreed the fog of depression lifted and he was almost like his old self again.
We had arranged that Mark would come over in the morning. I had told the boys to leave when it happened. I was not comfortable having sex in my own house while my sons were here as well.
Last thing I needed was to traumatize them with the sounds of my love making.
We had informed the elders of this and they gave their consent. We were all adults and knew the stakes.
I closed my eyes and let the warm water and jets massage my body.
"Daughter."
My eyes snapped open. I was no longer alone in the tub. The spirit was with me. Her body was made from pure water. She rested her arms along the rim of the jacuzzi, I wondered if nature ever needed to relax.
"Hello daughter, it has been a long time."
"Not long enough, what the hell do you want?" I demanded.
She frowned. "I have come to congratulate you on fully accepting your role as pack mother. You have bred fine sons."
"I didn't need you to tell me that. I would have preferred them to age at a normal rate."
"Like I said, only the first born will age faster. Procreate with your lovers and the second batch will age slower. And if it makes you feel better the other females I chose have had to go through the same thing. Their children are grown up as well."
"I don't need comforting, especially from you! Now if you don't mind I would like to relax alone," I said.
"Actually there is another reason for my visit."
"I knew it! Every time I see you you have bad news!"
"That depends on ones point of view. But I believe this news I have to deliver will upset you and several individuals. How ever I have decided to inform you of this before it happens given your tendency to complain of lack of knowledge."
My fist shot out and I punched her head, causing it to explode. It simply reformed and she wagged her finger at me, like a parent does to their child when they have been naughty.
"What do you have to tell me, what now?" I asked.
"Your intentions to save Mark are noble Leah. But I am afraid no good deed goes unpunished."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Tell me Leah, why didn't you become pregnant when you slept with your lovers fathers?"
"Because I had already become pregnant from their sons. I already had their bloodlines growing inside me, the compulsion gave me the choice and I chose not to become pregnant," I said.
"But you have yet to carry the bloodlines of Pacey, Justin, Nick and Brandon."
"They're not old enough yet, that was the deal remember," I said.
"Fear not, that has not changed. But consider this. If you turn Mark into a wolf and you have yet to become impregnated by one of his bloodline, what will happen? The purpose of the compulsion is to help you make the branches stronger. You are not supposed to breed with that bloodline for another two years. So what will happen if you do?"
"Wait...are you saying...I will become pregnant if I have sex with Mark?" I asked.
"That and more."
"What do you mean? What more could there be?" I asked.
"To everything there is a season Leah. A time to live and a time to die. Winter is coming for Mark, but you can save him but not without a price. Becoming pregnant is one price. The compulsion has a season as well Leah, right now it is dormant, only activating when you need it. It will only awaken again when the eldest pup reaches manhood. But if you sleep with Mark you will cause it to awaken ahead of schedule."
"What does that mean exactly?" I asked.
"It means that once more when you are near one of your pack you and they will once more trigger the compulsion by being near one another. Until you breed with the the final three bloodlines."
"You mean Pacey, Justin and Nick? I would have to wait two years for them to mature!"
It was bad enough having to deal with the compulsion for four months when it was active. But I could not imagine two years!
"You could wait for them to mature. Or you could breed with their fathers."
"What?"
"Like I said, you must make all the bloodlines strong. But you need not wait for the pups to mature. Their fathers can fill their sons roles. Breed with the fathers and you need not breed with the sons. I believe you feel uncomfortable procreating with young men. This would help you with that issue."
"Wait, this whole thing doesn't make sense. If I am supposed to make all the bloodlines stronger then why was both Embry and Sam effected? Their brothers, they have the same dad."
"Same father, different mothers. If they had the exact same parents then the compulsion would have only called to Sam as he is the eldest. But having different mothers makes them both a separate bloodline.""
"So your saying if I save Mark not only will I carry his child, but the compulsion will activate again and I will either have to wait until the pups are fully mature or sleep with their dads as well."
She nodded.
"But that is fucking unfair! All I want is to save a guy from dying!"
"You could just let nature take it's course Leah. You save his life today but someday he will die. It is the way of the world. We're born, we live, we die. Thus it has always been. Mark's time is here but if you wish to defy the laws of natural passing there is a price to be paid."
"God, why does this have to happen?"
"Taha Aki was the genesis point for the wolf gene in your tribe Leah, the foundation for a great and mighty tree which has grown many branches. But you are the focal point where all those branches meet and converge. It is your duty. Your intentions may be noble but your purpose remains the same."
"Does it have to be their fathers? What if we find someone else from their family to fill the role?"
"They have no next of kin who could substitute Leah."
"Can't you make an exception? Just this once."
"What I am doing now, causing all the shape-shifters to evolve at such a rapid pace already violates many of my laws Leah. I will not make any more exceptions."
The door opened and Quil walked in. "Hey Leah who are you-" he stopped when he saw me and the spirit. "Okay. Obviously I am dreaming a very awesome dream. Except I never dreamed of a water girl before."
"You have a difficult choice to make Leah. Chose well."
The spirit dissolved into regular water.
"Leah what is going on?" Quil asked.
I sighed. "Things just got really fucking complicated Quil."

"What the fuck do you mean we can't do it yet?" Brandon asked.
"Brandon, manners!" Barb snapped. "I am sure there is a damn good reason for this."
The three of them showed up as expected. Mark looked terrible.
He had lost a lot of weight and almost all of his hair. He looked so frail now, and his scent had the smell of death. His scent burned my noise, almost like a vampires, but it did not have the sweet scent of a vampire. It was the stench of rot and death.
"I am afraid the situation has turned to be more complex then we imagined."
I told them what the spirit told me.
"So...if we have sex you will become pregnant with my child?" Mark asked.
I nodded.
Barb and Mark shared a look.
"That is acceptable," Barb said.
"Mom!" Brandon said with a shocked tone.
I remembered the talk Barb and I had yesterday. I wondered how much of his parents true relationship Brandon was aware of. Did he know they were only together because of him? That all the fights was because they refused to raise their child in a broken home?
That his mother was not bothered by her husband having a child because she was only with him for the sake of Brandon.
"Your father and I do not want you becoming a father at sixteen nor do we want you becoming compelled. You are our only child, better him then you, this is the best course."
"But reactivating the compulsion is not. It would be highly inconvenient for me and the pack to have to work around it for two years. And I highly doubt their fathers will be willing to stand in for their sons," I said.
"But if we don't he will die!" Brandon said. "Wait, what if we turn him into a vampire?"
"Brandon!" Barb said sounding shocked. Which was funny considering what she had brought Mark here for.
"Think about it, dad can live and we won't have to worry about the compulsion! Let's call the Cullen's and have them come down!"
"I do not want to be no damn leech!" Mark said, his voice was soft, weak.
"But your willing to become a werewolf," Brandon said.
"A werewolf is a living breathing thing. A werewolf can chose to live as long as he wants. I am not going to be some walking corpse for all time drinking blood!"
In the old days I would have backed Mark up one hundred percent and thrown in a few curse words to describe how I felt about vampires. But seeing how a vampire helped deliver my babies it softened me up to them.
But I could still see Mark's point of view.
"I am afraid it wouldn't work any way," I said.
"What do you mean?" Brandon asked.
"If someone possesses the gene whether they are a wolf or not then they won't turn into a vampire," Jake said.
"Then let's find a werewolf, like Poppy! Maybe since were a different kind of werewolf it could trigger a reaction."
"Or it might kill him. He is already weak, who knows what such an experiment could do to him. And Children of the Moon are almost extinct. Finding one would be like finding a needle in a haystack," I said.
"But there has to be something we can do! We're so damn close!" Brandon said.
"Brandon...it's over," Mark said.
Brandon glared at his father.
"How can you say that?"
"This doesn't just effect me son, I can't ask this of Leah or the others. We need to make peace-"
"Fuck that!" he spun around and headed for the door. "If you won't save yourself then I will find a way to save you!"
I looked to Jake and nodded and he chased after Brandon.
"Mark, Barb I am sorry. I wish I could do this with no complications," I said.
"We understand Leah. You have been through enough. We have to learn to accept this," Mark said.
"I refuse that Mark," Barb said.
"Barb, this is to much to ask of them-"
"I don't care! I did not spend the last fifteen years being married to you to stand by and watch you die! I know we are not the happiest couple ever, but damn it Mark I won't let it end like this!"
"There is nothing to be done. If Leah and I sleep together then the compulsion will activate until the kids hit sixteen. Leah would have to stay away from the Rez because there are so many wolves running around she would be effecting them all the time."
Mark let out a pain filled cough.
"Besides, I might not survive the transformation. I am so weak now and Richard told me it is a painful process," he said.
"For the men," I said.
"Your going to die Mark, what does it matter how you die as long as you are trying to live," Barb said.
Mark let out a deep shuddering breath. "I...can I use your bathroom?" he asked.
"Yes, Jim could you show him the way?" I asked.
Jim nodded and helped Mark up. They left the room, Barb watched Mark leave with a sad expression.
"He has problems controlling his bowels because of the chemo. God, how many times have I told him to go to hell and now." she put her hand to her mouth. "I never wanted this for him, he could be such a son of a bitch but I never..."
I took her hand in mine. "Don't give up hope until it's all over Barb," I said.
"But you are the only one who can save him Leah."
"I know, I wish this wasn't so complicated. If only we had more time."
"You said if you breed with the fathers you will become pregnant with them as well right? Then you won't have to sleep with Pacey, Nick and Justin."
"That's true," I said.
"What if they agreed to do it?"
"Do what?"
"Sleep with you," she said with an air of impatience.
"I doubt they will. And I doubt their wives would approve."
"Listen Leah, we have all talked and the other mothers hate the idea of their sons being dragged in this mess. Bobby and Sylvie are still considering moving from La Push."
"We told them that won't work. The spirit will find some way to make sure it happens like it did with Jared," I said.
"Tell me Leah, if you felt your children were threatened wouldn't you risk the wrath of God to keep them safe."
She had a point there. The boys may be fully grown but I would go through hell itself to keep them safe.
"If I could convince them to let their men sleep with you would you do it?"
"Your asking me to sleep with married men."
"You have already done it."
"Not by choice! And I ruined Frank and Nina's marriage!"
"But if their wives give their consent then would you do it?"
"I highly doubt they are going to allow their husbands to knock me up," I said.
"If they give their consent would you do it?" she repeated more firmly this time.
I sighed. "Yes. I would."
She stood up and grabbed her purse. "I need to leave. Can Mark stay here while I am gone?"
"Of course he can," I said, "but where are you going?"
"To go speak with the others."
"Surly you don't think they will agree," I said.
"They don't want their sons to be compelled to you Leah. I just have to play on that."
"You know, for someone who doesn't love Mark you sure are trying hard to save him," I said.
"I may not love Mark like a wife should. But I do not want him dead. We fight like hell but there is too much history between us."
She turned and left the house.
I sighed, wishing this could just be fucking simple.

Jake, Jim and I sat on the back porch watching Brandon as he stood next to his dad by the creek.
They were talking and I could catch snippets of what they were talking about.
Mark was apologizing to Brandon for all the fights Barb and him had over the years. He was telling him the real reason they even got married.
Brandon was angry and upset. He felt guilty that he was the reason they staid in an unhappy marriage.
"Poor kid," Jim muttered. "At least they love him."
"Did your parents ever fight?" I asked.
"They had their tiffs now and then. But they always made up."
"What about your real parents?" I asked.
I regretted asking it when I saw the dark look appear on his face.
"They fought a lot. It got violent quit a few times," he said.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked," I said.
"It's okay. Talking about it makes it easier. My past doesn't control me, I have a wonderful life now. A beautiful wife, a pack of amazing friends and a beautiful son."
I kissed him on the cheek.
"If the wives agree will you sleep with their husbands?" Jake asked.
"If they agree as well. I can't just let him die Jake. I would hate myself for not trying to save him. He doesn't have enough time to wait for the pups to grow up. I can smell how sick he is," I said.
"Guess that means we'll have more kids to look after," Jake said.
"Great more brothers!"
Tyson wrapped his arms around my waist. The others came barreling past us, jumping off the porch with inhuman speed and landing dozens off feet away on their feet. They started to toss a football around.
I was pleased to see Howie was with them.
"I can't wait to be a big brother," Tyson said as he hugged me from behind.
"Your the fourth oldest Tyson," I reminded him.
He let me go and walked to stand in front of me. "That doesn't count. I grew up with them. I want little baby brothers. It will be neat to watch them grow."
He did a back flip off the porch and ran off to go play with his brothers.
"He's just like Quil, always seeing the good side of a bad situation," I said.
Brandon left his dad to go play with the boys. Jake and Jim joined in as well.
Mark made his way over to me and we watched them play.
"Thank you for doing this Leah," he said.
"Thank Barb, she came here herself to get me to help," I said.
"That woman. There have been times I would have done anything to never see her again. Now she is trying to save my life. I guess there is a thin line between love and hate."
"You know if we do this I will carry your child."
He shrugged. "Better me then Brandon. I am too young to be a grandfather. Truth be told I always wanted to have another kid. But Barb and I...when Brandon was born we fought a lot. I think that is why he can be a little shit some times. He's a good boy, just rough around the edges. All those times he had to hear us say those things to one another, no child should her their parents talk like that to one another. I sometimes think we would have been better off divorcing."
"Makes me feel lucky all the guys get along so well," I said.
"How much of that is the compulsion? You can't tell me that it doesn't some how make them more passive. I mean, that many guys sharing one women? No way it could work in the real world."
"I have considered that as well. I have seen in their minds. All they can think about is making me happy, keeping me safe. It's like I am the center of their vision and everything else is on the edge. But I guess you will be finding out what that is like soon."
He chuckled. "Yeah. But better me then Brandon, he has his future ahead of him."
"Truth be told I hope the wives agree," I said.
"Why?"
"I already bound Colin and Brady to me and I still feel guilty about that. Brandon, Nick, Pacey, Justin they all have dreams. They want to leave the rez and go make their own lives. But if they become compelled to me then they won't want to leave the rez. They will want to be with me forever. At least with you and the others your older and have lived your lives."
He nodded. "I can get that."
Just then I heard a car pulling up to the house and the sounds of multiple heart beats and shoes crunching gravel.
The others heard it as well.
Mark and I turned to see Barb had returned and she was not alone.
Nick's dad John, Pacey's dad Bobby and Justin's dad Hank were with her.
"I spoke with the girls and they agreed," she said.
I looked to the guys, they all had grim, nervous expressions on their faces.
"Are you all sure? Did she tell you the consequences?" I asked.
They all nodded.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
I opened them and turned to look to Jake and Jim.
"You guys stay here. We're going to go for a little walk," I said.

Forty minutes later the five of us traveled in through the woods.
I had to make sure I was far away enough from the mansion so Jim and Jake didn't get pulled in as well.
We could have done this inside but it would be better to let them phase outside.
I have had many awkward incidents in my life as of late.
But this was to a whole new level.
I held Mark's hand as we walked, no one talked. What could be said to break the tension?
Once I was satisfied we were far enough I turned to them.
"Last chance, anyone want to say no you better do it now," I said.
"It would be a dick move to pull out now," Hank said.
"And it would be a bitch move to not give you one final chance," I said.
"Look, we're not thrilled by this. But if it saved Mark and our kids we'll do it," John said.
"I am sorry guys, I wish there was another way."
"It won't matter, once this happens well be in love with you like Frank and the others right?" Bobby asked.
"You will also love your wives, that won't change," I said.
"Our kids with you will grow quickly right?" Hank asked.
"Yeah, they will," I said.
"So one year from now we will have sons who are fully mature. That's not so bad," Bobby said.
"It would be nice if they aged slower, believe me," I said.
I began to take my cloths off.
"Are we starting already?" John asked.
"Not yet, I need to make sure there are no other wolves in the area. Don't want anyone to accidentally get to close and join us."
One I took off my cloths I phased and made sure we were not going to be interrupted. I was thankful Justin, Nick and Pacey were not phased at the time. I didn't know if they were aware of the situation yet or not.
I phased back and turned to the others.
"Now, let's begin," I said.
"Wait! Can we...like...get some privacy during this?" Bobby asked. "I am not the kind of guy who likes an audience."
"When I turn the compulsion on it won't matter," I said. "All you will be able to think about is sex," I said.
"I...I don't know if I will be able to...perform," Mark said, his voice laced with humiliation.
The chemo must effect his ability to become erect. I could only imagine how embarrassing it must be for him to say that out loud.
"Don't worry, once the compulsion awakes you won't have to worry about that," I said.
I called forth the compulsion.
It was like that night with Olivia. Only I was in control, the compulsion did not posses me like it did that night. But just like then the compulsion was confused, it could not sense another wolf.
It automatically began to look for a wolf, any wolf. I could sense Jake and Jim back at the house, they were the closest options. But before the compulsion could call to them I directed it to Frank.
It could sense the gene in him. It sensed he was one of the final bloodlines I was supposed to procreate with. For the first time I could almost swear I felt a different emotion come it. Confusion.
It knew now was not the time, it knew Mark was not supposed to be the one to do this duty.
Things have changed. We have had to move up the schedule.
The compulsion understood. It reached out to the others, it sensed they too had the gene.
"So...how long is this going to-"
Before John could finish the compulsion struck, it reached into them and touched their gene and the process begun.
Bobby fell to his knees, Hank was already starting to take off his cloths and John had already whipped out his cock and was rubbing it furiously, trying to gain some relief.
I ignored them, they were just the side course. My mission was Mark.
I walked over to him, he was stumbling around, he was breathing hard. I remembered what he said earlier and wondered if he could survive the transformation. If this was what he was like now, then what would he be like when it was time to phase? Could he survive the transformation?
If he did die then this would have all been for nothing.
I helped him strip, we acted quick, normally I like to take my time but I did not want him to waist his time.
I shuddered when I saw the damage the chemo had done. He was so thin, my wolf could sense his sickness, sense his weakness.
I lay on my back and he got on top of me. The others watched, waiting their turn.
Mark pushed into me. He groaned, more in pain then pleasure. His body struggled to work so hard in it's present state.
I placed my hands on his ass and helped him to push into me.
"Come on Mark, fuck me!" I said.
"Trying...it...it...hurts!" he groaned.
"Look at me Mark. Focus on me!"
He stared into my face. I kissed him on the lips.
"Just keep looking at me. It will be okay?"
He continued to thrust into me, his body was desperate to keep going but so weak it caused him pain.
I placed my hand on his back, I tried to be as gentle as I could. He was so weak and i was worried I might cause damage with the wrong touch.
I wondered if this was what it was like when Edward made love to Bella. He was hundreds of times stronger then her, how could he keep himself from hurting her? Killing her?
I was not on the same level as a vampire in my human form. But I was much stronger then a human and in his condition I had to be extra careful.
"Leah, I don't know how much longer I can last!" he said.
I wasn't sure if he meant he was about to blow or if his body could no longer hold up.
I focused the compulsion into him, channeled it into the gene. I needed to end this now.
"Oh God! Oh God!" he wheezed.
He came and hi gene awakened. He shuddered above me as his essence filled me up. He began to shake horribly. I gently pushed him to the side and laid him on the ground.
I held his hand and his grip although crushing did not hurt me what so ever.
He screamed in pain, his body convulsed.
"Jesus! It hurts! God it hurts make it stop!" he begged.
"Your almost done Mark, just bare with it okay?"
"I can't! God I can't make it stop! Just kill me!"
This was not like what it was with Dan and the others. It had hurt like hell for them but for Mark it was beyond agony.
"Mark, think about Barb, think about Brandon! Think about your family! You can not stop now!" I placed his hand on my belly. "Think about our baby, think about the life we just made!"
He grit his teeth and continued to spasm in pain.
I continued to offer him words of encouragement. Once in a while so to did the others.
His body temperature began to rise, his skin began to become more healthy gaining more color and looking less like paper and more flush and vibrant.
His muscles began to tighten and grow, I could hear his bones and muscles break and tear and repair themselves.
His scent began to gain thee musk of wolf, and it was losing it's sickly smell.
Recognizing he was about to phase I quickly got up and backed away, watching as he exploded in a shower of fur.
I felt a thrill of victory run through me, I did it. Mark was alive and cured.
He padded over to me and gently nuzzled me with his head. I wrapped my hands around him and hugged him.
"You look like a fine wolf," I said.
He gave a small bark. I knew he was saying Thank you.
I turned to look at the others and grinned.
"Alright boys, whose next?" I asked.

A little while later the five of us walked back to the house.
The guys put their cloths back on but their cloths were now smaller then they had been, their shirts stretched over their chests, showing off their new muscles.
They were flexing their muscles and running around like children, I could not help but smile as I watched them. Hank and John climbed up a tall tree, moving with a speed and flexibility no human possessed. When they reached the top they jumped down landing on their feet where a normal man would break his legs.
They laughed and slapped one another on the back. I remember how I felt after I phased. After I got over the confusion and fear I felt powerful.
I felt I was filled with an electric energy, coming from a raw seething mass at my center made from primal rage.
I felt strong, deadly, perfect.
Being of a concertina age as they were I could only imagine how it felt for them.
"I feel amazing! I can't wait to go running with Pacey!" Bobby said.
"I take it they don't know about this?" I asked.
The three of them winced.
"We...didn't have time to tell them. Barb called us and our wives and told us the situation. We felt bad for Mark but we couldn't do it. No offense," John said.
"None taken, if it had been me I would have refused as well," Mark said.
"But when she told us if we did this then our kids wouldn't have had to when they turned sixteen. After a lot of talking and discussion we decided to do it," Hank said.
"I am sorry you had to do this guys. Had I been able to do it without your help I would have," I said.
"Hey, better us then our sons." Bobby walked over to me and placed his hand on my belly. A warm smile on his face. "So its done right? You are going to have our kids?"
"Yes. When I stop phasing my body will start the process. In about six months they will be born and six months after that they will be full grown," I said.
"That's kind of lame, I wouldn't have minded watching them grow up like normal kids," John said.
"I know what you mean," I said with a hint of sadness.
Mark walked up behind me and kissed my neck. "Don't be sad. Look on the bright side. You missed the bad stuff also. Like the screaming and the temper tantrums and them waking you up in the middle of the night because they wet the bed again."
"That's what being a parent means though, to get the good and the bad in raising a child. I feel like I haven't really raised my kids though."
"You still have the rest of your life to teach them Leah. Being a parent doesn't end when your child turns eighteen. It is a life long commitment. They will always need you, for guidance and support," Bobby said.
"Thanks guys," I said.
"Hey, no problem, we're your lovers now right," Mark said nuzzling my neck. "First chance I get I am making love to you again. I'll show you what I am capable of when I am in perfect condition."
"Sounds like a plan to me."
We continued on our way, walking together. Every once in a while one of them would lightly bump into me as we walked. I did not mind, instinctively trying to make as much contact with me as they could.
When we got back Brandon was waiting out back with some of the others, still playing football.
When he saw Mark his face lit up and he ran to him, jumping into his arms laughing happily as his dad swung him around with his new found strength.
I smiled as I watched them. Barb watched from the porch. She looked at me and mouthed Thank you.
The guys staid for a little while to play football with the boys. Pacey, Nick and Justin showed up. They were quiet but I could see the anger and betrayal in their eyes.
Their fathers took them out to the woods to talk with them. I could hear the sounds of yelling sometimes and judging from the growls someone had phased.
But when they came back some of the anger had left their eyes.
They wanted to speak with me.
You'd think I would be used to awkward conversations by now.
I apologized, what else could I do? They accepted my apology. They were kind of happy they didn't have to become fathers or become compelled to me.
Though they did not like the fact their fathers had to take their place.
Barb eventually left, as did the pups and their fathers. Instead of hitching a ride with her they ran as wolves back to La Push.
Once they were gone my boys surrounded me. Taylor had his ear pressed to my belly.
"I can't hear them!" he complained.
"Who?" I asked.
"Our brothers. Shouldn't they have heart beats by now? I thought this would be accelerated!"
"Yeah, we grew up quick why aren't they?" Brayden asked.
"They need to hurry up," Bronson said.
"Guys, I have to stop phasing for a while before the babies can begin to form. And then it will take about six months," I said.
They all let out a collective groan a child makes when they have to wait.
They all wondered off to the living room to watch tv.
Jim came up behind me and kissed my cheek.
"Look on the bright side, you won't have to breed with the pups when they get older," he said.
"I know. And a part of me is glad for that. But another part still feels-"
"Guilty?"
"Yeah. I guess nothing comes without a price. I wanted a husband and a kid. Now I got a husband a mate several lovers and soon to be a dozen children. I didn't want to sleep with the pups but I had to sleep with their fathers. I really need to stop wishing for things."
He ran his hand over my stomach.
"I am going to like having babies in the house again. Our boys grew up too quick."
"MOM! We're hungry! Make us something to eat!" Taylor yelled.
"Not really," I muttered.
Fusedtwilight: Next chapter the Cullen's meet the boys and Leah and Jim celebrate their anniversary.
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