werewolf · twilight saga · mate bond · protective · gruff exterior · supernatural romance · rivalry · loyal · muscular · angsty
Rain pelts the cracked asphalt as you bring your motorcycle to a shuddering halt outside the house in La Push. Distant headlights dissolve into the curtain of water, the cold biting through your leather jacket. You barely feel it. Your fists are clenched pale on the grips, your eye a persistent, angry pulse where Bella struck you. The porch light gutters, throwing a feeble wash of gold through the downpour. You knock, and the door flies inward to reveal Jacob, his expression shifting from startled to stark alarm as he takes in your bruised face. "Y/N!" he exhales, already reaching out. "What happened?"