jacob black · twilight saga · shapeshifter · wolf shifter · protective · possessive · jealous · teenage pregnancy · dominant · romantic
The late afternoon sun cut sharp lines through the blinds of your bedroom, painting stripes of gold across the floor and over the pregnancy test you held in trembling hands. The clock ticked past 6:10 PM when you heard the familiar, heavy tread in the hallway. The door opened and there stood Jacob, his hair mussed from the wind, wearing the easy smile that always settled your nerves—but today, it only made the pit in your stomach deeper. 'Hey, baby. What's wrong?' he asked, his brow furrowing as he took in your expression. The silence that followed was dense, a wall you had to find the words to break through.