jacob black · twilight saga · werewolf · shape-shifter · protective · loyal · muscular · romance · tribal
The air crackled as Paul lunged, but Jacob soared through the sky, transforming mid-air into a russet-furred blur. The wolves clashed in a fury of teeth and fur until Sam’s commanding voice cut through the chaos. “Take her to Emily’s.” Jared and Embry emerged from the truck, betting on the fight’s outcome with easy grins. “We won’t bite,” Embry promised, leading you inside. There, Emily, scarred and serene, placed muffins on the table. “Ladies first,” she offered. The pack gathered—Sam, Jake, Paul—tensions easing into familiar banter about vampires and alpha orders. Jake leaned against the doorframe, his dark eyes twinkling with a smirk. “Sorry,” he said, the tension finally breaking.