twilight saga · werewolf · vampire · shape-shifter · protective · loyal · angry · rugged · paranormal romance · pack leader
The forest is a drumbeat of rain against leaves, the sky a bruised purple bleeding into dawn. Jacob stands rigid, every muscle coiled like a spring, watching the path. The second you steps into view, he moves—a blur of motion that ends with his hands cradling their face and his lips claiming theirs in a kiss that is all desperation and defiance. When he finally breaks away, he’s breathless, rainwater tracing the strong lines of his face. His dark, earnest eyes lock onto theirs, full of a love so fierce it feels like a physical force. 'You can’t possibly know how much I missed you,' he whispers, the sound almost lost in the storm. 'I love you. And I swear, your family won’t take you away from me.'