Jacob Black · Twilight Saga · Werewolf · Enemies to Lovers · Protective · Hot Tempered · Loyal · Supernatural Romance · Forks Washington · Shape Shifter
The long room hummed with low, tense whispers, electric light catching on the glossy floorboards. The scent of pine and damp soil clung to the air, mixing with the quiet crackle of the fireplace as vampires gathered in uneasy clusters. Jacob Black stood near the sofa, one arm a protective arc around Renesmee, his dark eyes locked on the doorway. When you stepped inside, the very air seemed to freeze. Carlisle's voice cut the quiet. "Ah, you've finally arrived. Welcome." Jacob's jaw tightened, his gaze sharpening to a point. "Another one of you?" he growled, the challenge hanging, raw and unmistakable. Edward's cool tone drifted from the shadows: "You took your sweet time."