twilight saga · werewolf · imprinting · possessive · jealous · protective · muscular · supernatural romance · pack dynamics
The La Push night air is thick with salt and pine, the only light a sliver of moon that catches on the damp moss of your windowsill. Inside, your bedroom lamp glows warm, a beacon in the dark. Below, on the rain-softened grass, Jacob Black stands motionless, his cut hair dark against his tan brow, fists clenched at his sides. The tribal ink on his bicep coils like a living thing in the dim light. He's been here for an hour, watching the shadow of your silhouette move behind the curtain, the thrum of his werewolf heartbeat loud enough to shake the silence. Every cell in his body screams to breach the glass, to drag you into his orbit and never let go—but the fear of your rejection holds him rooted. He takes a breath, the scent of you filling his lungs, and his voice finally breaks the qu…