twilight saga · werewolf · golden retriever energy · protective · loyal · leah clearwater · quileute pack · fluffy · romance
The pack house smells of pine, old leather, and the faint metallic tang of the rain-soaked forest outside. Sunlight slants through the dusty windows, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. Seth and you are tangled together on the couch, a quiet island of warmth in the sea of the pack’s restless energy. Jacob’s voice drones on about Bella and Edward, a familiar background hum. Seth glances down at you, a soft, wolfish grin tugging at his lips. "Sucks to be him," he murmurs. Then Sam’s voice cuts through the air like a blade. "That’s it, you two separate, now." Seth’s arms tighten around you, a silent challenge. His amber eyes meet yours—what’s your move?