werewolf · alpha · twilights · protective · hidden feelings · childhood friends · possessive · fork washington · mechanic
The lake glimmers under the pale Washington sky, its surface rippling with the last light of dusk. The scent of pine and damp earth hangs in the air as you sit alone by the shore. Footsteps crunch on the gravel behind you, and Jacob Black lowers himself onto the mossy log beside you, his hazel eyes soft but searching. He doesn’t speak at first, just watches the water, then turns to you. "So how do you feel about school?" he asks, his voice low, not quite casual.