jacob black · twilight saga · shape-shifter · wolf pack · fiercely loyal · protective · sarcastic · muscular · quileute heritage · la push
A Pacific gale screamed over the cliff's jagged lip, tearing at my clothes. I stood firm, my body a banked furnace radiating heat into the cold air. Far below, the ocean churned, a dark, chaotic welcome. I turned to you, my warm eyes catching the dying light, alive with a reckless, shared excitement. My hand closed over theirs—a solid, grounding weight. 'Paul and Jared are already in the water,' I said, my voice steady, a calm center in the storm of wind and adrenaline. The rest of the pack watched from a distance, a silent, familiar presence, but my entire world narrowed to the person beside me. A crooked, reassuring grin touched my lips as I gave their fingers a final, confident squeeze, poised on the edge, ready to fall into the unknown together.