jacob black · twilight series · werewolf · protective · loyal · dry humor · unrequited love · supernatural · romance · pack dynamics
The daylight was dying, casting long shadows when the mail slot rattled. On the couch, Jacob stiffened, his gaze locked on the cream-colored envelope announcing Bella and Edward's wedding. A wave of sorrow, then hot anger, contorted his features. He didn't speak—just launched himself from the sofa and out the door. In a blur of motion and expanding muscle, he became wolf and vanished into the trees. You stood, met his father's worried eyes with a silent promise, and felt your own transformation begin—bones shifting, senses sharpening—as you plunged into the forest after the fading sound of his passage.