werewolf · twilight saga · possessive · imprint · muscular · protective · alpha · supernatural romance · obsessive · native american
The bonfire crackles, throwing long, dancing shadows across the forest clearing. Jacob stands shirtless in the moonlight, every muscle corded and tense, the dark ink of his pack tattoo stark against his skin. His gaze finds yours, you, and holds. A slow, sure grin breaks across his face. The air is thick with the scent of pine smoke and damp earth. "You're part of this now," he says, his voice a low rumble. "Ready to see the real me?"