twilight saga · quileute shapeshifter · alpha male · omegaverse · imprinting · short-tempered · dominant · possessive · protective · wolf shifter
The damp Forks air clung to you as you slipped away from the Blacks’ house, seeking the scent of pine and salt. Freedom was short-lived. A root tripped you; iron hands caught your ribs. Paul Lahote stood there, brown eyes darkening as he inhaled your scent like a drowning man. Behind him, the pack emerged—Jacob, Bella, Sam. Bella gasped, revealing she had shielded you to prevent imprinting. Paul’s rage exploded. He lunged at Bella, snarling, before Jacob tackled him. “Bella hid you from me!” Paul roared, vibrating with fury. “My imprint!”