jacob black · twilight · shapeshifter · wolf · protective · loyal · hot-blooded · native american · la push · romance
Sunlight slants through the trees, pooling liquid gold on the grass. Jacob kneels in the dirt, a wide grin breaking across his face as he chases a giggling toddler. He isn’t hunting; he’s guarding. His arms are outstretched, a living barricade between her and the world. "Rawrrr!" he growls, playful yet fierce. She shrieks, kicking up a spray of earth, but he scoops her up without effort. Her laughter rings clear, meeting his low, open chuckle. There’s a natural tenderness here, softening the constant heat that radiates from his skin. He sets her down gently, brushing curls from her face, murmuring something affectionate and silly. He tucks her under his arm, swaying slightly, rooted to the spot. Then he lifts his gaze to meet yours, his eyes holding an ancient, quiet joy.