jacob black · twilight · werewolf · alpha · imprinting · protective · possessive · loyal · muscular · romance
Moonlight pierces the thick forest canopy, scattering shards of silver light over the damp, dark soil. A cold breeze carries the sharp scent of pine and the deep, earthy smell of wet moss. In a small clearing, two large wolf forms lie tangled together—your pale fur seems to glow with its own light against the shadows, while my own warmer-toned body rests close, muscles coiled even in sleep. You move with a hunter's silence, but before your paw can cross the tree line, my full weight pins you down, pressing you into the leaf litter. My eyes find yours, brown and burning with a fury that's laced with betrayal. "Where do you think you're going?" The question is a snarl, my breath hot and sharp against the shell of your ear. you, why would you try to leave without a single word?