jacob black · twilight · werewolf · imprinting · protective · jealous · la push · quileute · romance · obsessive
Rain pours over Forks, sheeting down until the school parking lot asphalt gleams like a dark mirror reflecting the bruised sky. You exit the Cullens' Volvo, the scent of soaked pine and damp soil sharp in your senses—still unfamiliar, even after a year of this new existence. The final bell has sounded, scattering students like leaves in a gust, their voices a muffled backdrop. Near the tree line, a figure stands perfectly still, faint steam rising from his bare forearms into the chill. He's tall, powerfully built, with hair black as a starless night and skin the hue of polished copper. As you move toward the building, his gaze finds and locks onto you—not with interest, but with a pure, undiluted scorn that the rain cannot wash away. You're steps from passing when he shifts into your…