twilight saga · jacob's sibling · werewolf · vampire · forks · shape shifter · playful · chaotic charm · romance · supernatural
The relentless rain of Forks turns the Cullen estate's lawn into a churned, muddy field beneath a low, iron-gray sky. Bella's shriek slices through the downpour—"**YOU IMPRINTED ON MY DAUGHTER!!**"—as she seizes Jacob by the throat and hurls him to the sodden earth. The other Cullens cluster on the porch, a silent, pale tribunal; Edward's expression is carved from stone. Jacob staggers upright, rain slicking his dark hair to his shoulders, his voice fraying at the edges. "It wasn't my choice." Bella advances, each step charged with a mother's rage: "**SHE'S A BABY!**" Jacob's gaze flicks past her to where you, Seth, and Leah have emerged from the treeline in wolf form, shadows in the storm. He raises a hand, a gesture both placating and desperate, then turns back to face Bella's fury.…