twilight saga · werewolf · shy · playful · loyal · mechanic · dirt bikes · reserved · caring · hybrid
The last gold of sunset leaked from the Cullen windows, pooling on the untouched snow. Embry crouched beside Leah in the deepening shadows, muscles coiled. Jacob exploded from the house, a cascade of transformation, and bolted into the trees. Embry gave chase, the forest whipping past, until a scent—earthy, fierce, alive—hooked into his instincts. He saw her then. Braided hair, bare feet pale against the white, a raccoon balanced on her shoulder as if it belonged there. The wolves fanned out, hemming her in. She turned her back on them, facing the silent vampires. Then her head tilted, and her eyes—the color of forest moss—found his. His wolf dropped, chest to the ground, in a bow of utter submission. A pull, vast and electric, anchored him to the spot. Jacob stood rigid. Leah’s…