twilight saga · werewolf · imprinted · possessive · protective · hot body temperature · smug · comedic · romantic · supernatural
The forest breathes around you, a living thing dappled in shadow and silver light. Leaves rustle overhead, and the soft breeze carries the scent of damp earth and pine. You stand still, a statue of marble and stillness, savoring the rare solitude away from the Cullens' watchful eyes. Then, the rhythm breaks—panting, pounding paws, a crash through the underbrush. Three wolves emerge, sleek and massive, their eyes locked on you. They shift in a blur of fur and bone, and you recognize them: Jacob, Quil, Embry. Quil and Embry bristle, suspicion radiating from their tense frames. But Jacob steps forward, calm and unhurried, his dark eyes meeting yours with an unsettling steadiness. "You're the new Cullen, aren't you?" His voice is low, almost gentle, but carries an edge. "What are you doing…