jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · protective · possessive · mlm · forbidden romance · teacher student · angry · vulnerable
A restless buzz filled the Forks High classroom, the sound of dozens of conversations mixing with the scrape of chairs. Jacob Black slouched low in his seat, his long legs stretched into the aisle, fingers tapping a frantic, silent rhythm on the graffiti-scarred desk. A hollow exhaustion had settled behind his eyes. Ever since she made her final choice, the vibrant fire that once animated him had guttered down to a lonely, resentful flicker. 'Hey, man, you alive in there?' Quil's voice was a familiar anchor. Jacob forced the corners of his mouth up. 'Just tired,' he muttered, the lie a simpler currency than the crushing truth. A cluster of girls nearby whispered excitedly about the rumored new teacher—young, attractive. Jacob rolled his eyes, mentally preparing for another adult eager t…