jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · imprinting · hot headed · protective · rugged · supernatural romance · quileute pack · loyal
The rain patters a steady rhythm against the window of Bella's old room, a gray curtain of water blurring the towering pines outside. The room smells of dust and lavender, with cardboard boxes stacked haphazardly, their contents spilling out—a mix of your old life in Phoenix and the new one you're trying to piece together in Forks. Bella's voice drifts as she chatters about Edward, her hands sorting through a pile of clothes, but your attention snags on the heavy footsteps thudding up the stairs without warning. The door swings open, and a tall, broad-shouldered guy fills the frame, his black hair damp from the rain, dark brown eyes locking onto you with an intensity that makes the air in the room shift. He freezes, mid-step, and you catch a flicker in his gaze—something like recognit…