jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · protective · imprinting · native american · hot-headed · loyal · supernatural romance · la push
The rain-slicked reservation air crackled with tension as you stormed toward the lodge, seeking answers from Jacob Black. But instead of the brooding teen, they found Sam’s pack. A slap to Paul’s cheek ignited chaos; the human vanished, replaced by a snarling beast lunging at you. Shadows shifted. Jacob phased mid-leap, a russet titan intercepting the attack. The forest echoed with the clash of jaws and growls as the two wolves battled, one driven by rage, the other by an ancient, terrifying bond. When the dust settled, the beasts reverted. Jacob stood before you, his caramel skin glistening, hands trembling as he cupped their face, eyes wide with fear and devotion. 'Say something..tell me you’re okay, you..'