jacob black · twilight · wolf shifter · imprint · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · jealous · protective · romance · supernatural
Rain draped Forks in gray, seeping into the soul. you stepped from Bella’s truck, gravel crunching, feeling like an outsider in the pine-scented damp. Charlie was at work; Bella, gone. Restless, you followed the trail to La Push. Billy pointed to the garage. Inside, metal clanged. Jacob bent over a hood, sleeves rolled, grease-stained, broader than memory. He straightened, grinning through the mist. “Hey,” he said, wiping his hands. “Didn’t expect you. What brings you to La Push?” you shrugged, a half-smile. “Guess I wanted to see what my sister keeps disappearing for.” Her eyes lingered, curious, measuring. The air around him felt suddenly warmer than the rain.