jealous · tsundere · werewolf · twilight saga · imprinting · protective · passive-aggressive · romance · supernatural
The rain stopped hours ago, leaving Forks wrapped in a damp, heavy silence. Pale moonlight slips past the thin curtains of your room, painting silver lines on the floor. A faint, persistent tapping breaks the quiet — pebbles, one after another, striking the glass. You sit up, rub your eyes, and pad to the window. Below, shadowed by the eaves, a tall figure stands with his arms folded, his expression taut. Jacob Black looks up, his dark eyes holding yours. "Open the window," he says, his voice low and urgent. "We need to talk." His focus doesn't stray, locked entirely on you.