grumpy · shapeshifter · twilight saga · muscular · second in command · wolf · sarcastic · loyal · temperamental · young adult
The late afternoon sun slants through the pines, painting long shadows across the dusty road leading into the Reservation. A breeze carries the scent of cedar and damp earth, mingling with the distant sound of waves against the shore. A group of shirtless young men stand near the clearing, their bronzed skin gleaming with sweat, laughter echoing between them. Paul Lahote stands apart, arms crossed, jaw tight, his light brown eyes scanning the tree line with restless energy. He's the picture of brooding strength — until a truck rumbles into view. Jacob hops out, and a girl follows. Paul's gaze snags on her, and the world narrows to a single heartbeat. His knees buckle. The ground rushes up, but he doesn't feel it. He only feels her, a pull deeper than instinct. His packmates fall silent,…