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[beth20light]

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 3

Jacob Black x Reader

A/N: Hello I’m back. This chapter more longer then the other ones. I thought i was gonna die while writing this 😭 4th chapter is gonna be the last one. Hope you guys like it 💙

The next day, you returned to the woods. You didn't mention your plans to your dad he definitely wouldn’t have allowed it. You dressed carefully and packed something to secure yourself, just in case anything happened.

You took a knife—it was better than nothing—along with pepper spray and a compass. A gun would have been better, but you didn’t know how to use one. And if you took your dad's gun, he would definitely find out.

Leaving your house, you walked the same path as before. As you entered the woods, you tried to recall the way you had come. After a while, you found the spot where you had seen the cougar. Oddly, there was no trace of it. You thought it was strange but pushed the thought aside; it was better not to see its dead body.

You wandered the same area for some time, feeling a bit anxious about getting lost, but it was a risk you had to take. Your knife was clutched in your hand, ready in case anything unexpected appeared. You listened carefully for any sounds.

Determined, you decided to go deeper into the woods. You walked and walked, but there was no sign of that mysterious wolf.

Hours passed, and as it grew late, You felt tired from all the walking, and still, there was no trace of him. You hadn’t really expected to meet him—after all, he was an animal, and he wouldn’t remain in one place. Yet you had a hope he remained. You decided to return tomorrow, finding your way back out of the woods.

The next day, you returned to the same spot, but again, there was no sign of the wolf. You decided to go further than yesterday, walking in circles. Thankfully, you didn’t encounter any wild animals, including that wolf.

Your hopes began to fade. Janice asked about your previous day; why had you lied? Your dad questioned where you had been for two days in a row. You came up with an excuse for your dad and told Janice that you would explain everything soon again.

You felt desperate during these troubling times; that wolf was the only thing that kept your mind occupied. You weren’t sure what you would do if you encountered him again. Part of you wondered if he might harm you this time, yet deep down, you felt he wouldn’t. It was a feeling you couldn’t quite explain.

You decided to go once more. After dressing and packing, you left the house, retracing your steps along the familiar path. Just before you entered the depths of the woods, someone shouted your name.

“Y/N!”

You turned around, it was the last person you expected to see your heart began to race as you saw Jacob. He was with Embry, What was he doing here? Your gaze lingered on them. Jacob's expression was blank, yet it stirred up the feelings you had tried to suppress last week. Your heart felt heavier than before, burdened by the memories that flooded back. You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, but the weight of his presence was overwhelming.

Your gaze shifted to Embry, who didn’t seem surprised to see you—almost as if he had known you would be here.

You and Embry were friends too, but he was primarily Jacob’s friend. Since neither of you had spoken much, he hadn’t reached out to you either. You felt like Jacob become more taller since last time.

“Jacob?” you finally managed to speak.

He began to walk toward you, while Embry stayed behind, watching the two of you.

As Jacob took his final steps toward you, you asked, “Jacob, what are you doing here?”

He immediately responded, his voice laced with anger, “What are you doing here? Don’t you know it’s dangerous?”

His words sent a jolt through your heart, making it skip a beat. “I... I was just—” You couldn’t finish your sentence. He stood there, breathing heavily, and you hesitated to share your reasons. You were not sure if he would believe you or let you find that wolf.

He sighed, looking frustrated. “Don’t change the subject. You were going to the woods by yourself. Are you out of your mind? What if something happens to you? Who's going to help you if you get into trouble?”

With each word, you felt more embarrassed. He was saying the things you’d been ignoring. It was dangerous, and this was your third time going in there. Every time, your chances of coming back safely got lower.

“I bet your dad doesn’t even know about this. Want me to tell him what you were going to do ?” His words hit you hard. He was really going to tell your dad? Your best friend was going to snitch on you.

You looked at him in disbelief. Memories of last week flooded your mind—the two of you in the car. After everything, how could he think he had the right to tell you what to do? He’d pushed you out of his life without a word, refusing to let you say anything about his choices. And now he was trying to threaten you by bringing your dad into it? Your heart raced with anger. How dare he act like he could control you after shutting you out?

“What’s it to you?” you answered, your voice rising. “You don’t get to decide what I do! Who do you think you are, threatening to tell my dad?”

Jacob’s eyes widened Shock flashed across his face, but it quickly twisted into anger, his expression darkening “Who am I? I’m your friend, Y/N!” he shouted, voice taut with frustration.

“Friend?” you scoffed with sarcasm “You were the one who built this wall between us, Jacob! And now, you stand here, acting like we’re close? Don’t insult me. We’re not friends. Not anymore. You have no right to interfere in my life.” Your voice rose with each word until you were shouting. “Go ahead, tell my dad. All that will do is show how pathetic you really are!”

Your words struck a nerve. Jacob’s face reddened, veins standing out on his forehead. His jaw clenched as he speaked, “You can say whatever you want, but I’m not letting you go there.”

“I am going, and you can’t stop me.” With that, you turned and began to walk toward the woods, leaving him behind in silence.

“I know why you’re going there!” Jacob’s voice came from behind you, louder and sharper than you expected. “You’re not going to find that wolf.”

You stopped, your pulse quickening. Before you could turn, Embry’s shouted. “Jacob, stop it.”

You spun around, your mind racing. How does he know about the wolf? The thought left you unsettled, your mind raced for answers. “How do you know this?” you asked, shocked.

“It doesn’t matter,” Jacob said, stepping closer. “You’re not gonna find him.”

“Just tell me, Jacob!” You felt a knot tightening in your chest. “Did you… follow me?” You tried to piece it together, wondering if he’d seen you when the cougar attacked. If he had, why hadn’t he stepped in?

“It doesn’t matter,” he snapped, his voice firm. “You’re not going. End of it.” In a swift motion, his fingers wrapped around your wrist, holding you in place. You tried to pull away, but his hold was firm.

“Listen to me, Jacob Black.” You met his gaze. “I don’t know how you found out, but I’m going there. Whether you like it or not.” You wrenched against his hold again, determined.

Then, suddenly, something changed in his eyes. His expression softened, anger fading into something raw and unguarded. “Can’t you see I’m trying to protect you?” His words struck you, and for a moment, you saw a vulnerability that threw you off balance.

You hesitated, feeling the weight of his gaze. He was right, maybe—but you weren’t ready to let your pride give way. That wolf didn’t even matter now. You probably were not gonna find him anyway. But you refused to back down no natter what. With a coldest voice you said “I don’t care.”

His eyes hardened, and without another word, he started pulling you back toward Embry. “Stop it!” you shouted, struggling against his hold, but he was too strong.

One final pull, and you knew you’d be dragged back.

In a last, desperate move, you raised your free hand and slapped him not to hard just enough to break his focus. His face didn’t even flinch, solid as stone, but his grip loosened.

For a heartbeat, he stared at you, expression unreadable, almost stunned. You expected him to say something but he didn’t. Then, as his jaw clenched, anger flickered in his eyes, more intense than before. Without a word, he released your hand and took a step back, keeping his gaze locked on you.

“You’re not going to stop until you see that wolf, are you?” he growled, his voice laced with anger and heavy breaths.

“What are you doing?” you asked, confusion was washing over you. Behind him, you heard Embry’s voice, tense and urgent as he listened in.

“Jacob, don’t!” he shouted, racing toward him.

But Jacob paid him no mind, stepping further back. “You will see now!” he shouted, his voice echoed through the forest.

Before you could understand the situation or fully Jacob’s reckless actions, you saw him leap towards you. “Jacob!” Embry’s voice echoed through the woods. Jacob’s all of his clothes shattered pieces then you saw something you never expected his body twisted in mid-air, muscles bulging and shifting beneath his skin. You heard the sickening crack of bones realigning, and your breath hitched in your throat.

He landed heavily, crouched low, eyes burning with an intensity. The figure in front of you wasn’t Jacob anymore. It was a wolf, with piercing, oversized eyes that seemed to glow in the moonlight.

His fur was a deep, rusty red, thick and tangled, and his nose was large, twitching as he picked up your scent. When he bared his sharp, shimmering teeth, you felt a chill run through you. That’s when it hit you: this was the wolf you’d been searching for—the one who had saved you.

For a moment, you forgot to breathe. The wolf’s growl shook you back to your senses, and with a gasp, you stumbled backward, falling to the ground. He took a step closer, his teeth bared, his eyes full with anger, as if he might attack.

Just then, you heard Embry’s voice, laced with shock. “Damn it” he muttered. You couldn’t believe what had just happened—Jacob had turned into a wolf. Not just any wolf. *The* wolf. Your heart pounded as Jacob’s growl echoed around you, his gaze intense, before he turned and disappeared into the woods.

You sat there, frozen in shock, until Embry rushed over, his face full of worry. “This wasn’t supposed to happen,” he muttered to himself. “Sam’s going to kill Jacob.” He looked at you. “Are you okay?”

You couldn’t speak. He waved a hand in front of your face. “Are you in shock? Damn it.”

Finally, you whispered, “How… how is this possible?”

“Everything will be explained, I promise. At least now you know.” He helped you to your feet. “Come on. We need to get out of here.” As he led you away, you glanced back at the woods. “What about him?” you asked, your voice shaky.

“He just needs to cool down. He’ll catch up later.”

Nodding, you let Embry guide you, you couldn’t think straight. Your best friend had just turned into a wolf. The wolf that had saved you. How could any of this be real? You walked with Embry to his car parked nearby, feeling numb. When he opened the door, you slipped in silently, still processing.

Once he got into the driver’s seat, he looked over at you. “Are you okay?”

You nodded slowly, your voice barely a whisper. “But… I don’t understand. Jacob… he’s a wolf? How?”

“I’ll explain to you on our ways to Emily’s house i shouldn’t but you are gonna learn one way another. And the rest—you can ask Jacob when you see him.”

“You’re driving to whose house?” you asked, the weight of everything settling on you in a heavy, surreal way.

“Emily’s,” Embry said, starting the engine. “She’s Sam’s imprint… well, fiancée. We’re going to her place.”

“Wait, Sam has a fiancée? And what’s an imprint?” You shook your head, trying to keep up. “What’s even going on?”

“Just try to relax, Y/N. I’ll explain,” he said with a sigh. Then he started “As you saw, Jacob can turn into a wolf—just like the rest of our pack.”

“A pack ?” you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper as you tried to process the idea. “So… you mean there are others who turn into wolves too?”

Embry nodded. “Yeah. There’s me, Jared, Paul, Quill, and Sam. He’s the alpha. And Jacob, of course.”

“All of you?” you asked, struggling to wrap your mind around it. “You can just… become wolves? and Sam is

the alpha what does that mean?

“Yep we all can” he said with a shrug, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Sam’s the alpha that means he’s our leader. He makes the calls for the pack. That’s why Jacob couldn’t tell you—he wasn’t allowed.”

“Jacob couldn’t tell me because Sam forbade him?” you murmured, feeling like each new revelation was just one more impossible thing to grasp. You rubbed your temples, trying to clear the fog in your mind.

“Exactly,” he confirmed, voice steady.

“Let me explain from the beginning.” He explained that this wolf-shifting ability had always existed in their tribe, but only certain things could trigger it. He said Jacob would explain that part later. Then he went on, “For a long time, none of us could change—until Sam shifted first. He went through it alone. How changing happening you asked “Its so hard painful mostly all your bones change place.”he said with a horrified face. He seemed like he didn’t wanna remember. Then he continued “Once Sam changed, the rest of us followed—Jared, Paul, me, Jacob, and then Quill. Quill is new still trying to figure out.”

You recognized some of the names, but thinking of Quill, Jacob’s friend,you felt sad for him trying to imagine his first changing send a shiver down to your spine. “So… you’re all part of a pack, with Sam as your leader?”

“Yeah,” Embry said. “We can shift whenever, but if we lose control of our anger, it happens on its own.” He glanced at you. “That’s why Jacob transformed in front of you. When you slapped him, he just… couldn’t hold it back.”

“Sorry,” you whispered, feeling like you were caught in some strange, waking dream.

“Don’t be. Honestly, we’re glad you know now. Jacob was going crazy keeping this from you, and it was affecting us too.”

“How could it affect you?” you asked, even as your mind struggled to keep up.

“Oh, that’s the fun part,” he said with a sarcastic voice. “When we’re in wolf form, we can hear each other’s thoughts. Our minds connect. It’s useful for patrols, but… we know everything about each other. No secrets.”

You could feel your jaw drop. “You can hear each other’s thoughts?” This was unbelievable.

He chuckled softly. “Yep. It’s rough at first—all those voices in your head. But you get used to it. Being a wolf has its unpleasant sides too.”

“It just sounds so… weird. And terrifying,” you said, the whole thing feeling like a strange, twisted fairy tale. “I mean, you turn into wolves and hear each other’s thoughts…”

“It’s strange at first,” Embry admitted. “But you get used to it eventually.”

“What about the cougar what about Jacob coming and saving me how did that happen?” you asked you’ve been wondering this all alone.

“Yeah, that part,” Embry said, shaking his head. “Nothing about it was planned. Jacob didn’t even know it was you out there.”

He paused for a moment. “He was just out on patrol when he heard the cougar. He thought maybe someone was trespassing.” he stopped for a second before keep going “Then, when he got closer and realized it was you, he freaked out and took down the cougar to protect you. But… what were you even doing out there alone?” He looked at you, confused.

“I was just… lost,” you murmured, feeling embarrassed.

Embry shook his head like not agreeing what you did. “We all knew what he did. We were going to come help, but Jacob told us to stay back, said having the whole pack show up would probably just scare you. He even asked Sam if he could walk you out of the woods himself. Leaving you there with a dead cougar didn’t feel right. But, of course, that didn’t stop you from coming back.”

He shot you a mildly judgmental look, and you felt even more embarrassed. “For the next two days You come back knowing all the danger we watched you from a distance. Jacob had a feeling you’d come back again, so he got Sam’s permission to try and talk you out of it. And, well… then all this happened.”

You nodded slowly, the realization sinking in—it was Jacob all along. You’d gone to the woods to escape the thoughts of him, hoping to clear your mind. But in the end, he was the one who found you, the one who saved you.

A quiet sense of fear filled you, mixed with the lingering ache of confusion. Now Jacob hadn’t just saved you from danger; he’d opened a door to an entirely different world—and to the truth behind his distance and silence. What you were gonna do after meeting him. You said all awful things to him. But he was just trying to protect you. To pass the thoughts

“Anything else I should know about you guys?” you asked. You were still thinking what you were gonna say when you met Jacob.

“Well, we’re really strong.” He flexed his biceps with a grin. You hadn’t noticed it before, but he’d bulked up a lot. “We’re super fast, and we heal quickly.”

“Heal quickly?”

“Yeah. If I broke my arm, it’d be fine in a few hours. Still hurts, though.”

You just shook your head, dazed. “This… it doesn’t even feel real.”

He smiled sympathetically. “I get it. It’s a lot to take in, but it’s all true.”

“And Sam… why couldn’t Jacob just ignore him and tell me?”

Embry explained, “Because Sam’s the alpha, we’re physically unable to disobey him. It hurts if we try. That’s why Jacob couldn’t tell you. And it’s supposed to be a secret from anyone outside the tribe.”

“But now I know,” you said, looking out the window as trees whipped by. You felt like you were drifting through some surreal, impossible dream.

“Yeah, you learned by accident,” Embry said, then hesitated. “I wonder if Jacob did it on purpose.” He looked over at you, then shrugged. “Anyway, Jacob would’ve convinced Sam eventually. Since He is ” then he immediately stopped like he was saying something he shouldn’t.

You looked at him, puzzled. “He is what?”

“Uh… it’s better if Jacob tells you,” Embry mumbled, looking away. “Anyway, we’re here.”

You realized you’d arrived at a small house. All you could do was stare, trying to steady your racing thoughts.

“Ah this is Emily’s place,” you said, barely registering your own words. “And you said she’s Sam’s… imprint? What does that mean?”

“An imprint is something special for us,” Embry explained. “It’s like finding your soulmate. There’s this deep bond with that person, like Sam has with Emily.”

“So it’s… love?” you asked, hardly believing the words.

“Sort of. It’s… hard to describe. I dont know exactly how it its i didn’t experience it. But they say it’s like gravity pulling you toward that person. You can be their friend, or something more… it just depends.”

Well that’s something you talked to yourself then “Does Jacob have an imprint?” you asked wondered. In the past of course Jacob had some girlfriends but it was never something that last long. This imprint thing sounded more serious.

Embry glanced at you. “You’ll have to ask Jacob yourself. Anyway lets get inside. Im starving. and… just a heads-up—try not to stare at Emily’s face. Sam doesn’t like it.”

“Why?” you asked as both of you got out of the car.

“You’ll understand when you see her,” he said, walking briskly toward the house. You followed, still trying to piece together this new world he’d shown you, a thousand questions wondering around your head would have to wait.

You stepped inside, following Embry through the doorway. The house was cozy, the entry opening to a small kitchen. A girl stood by the sink, her back to you. To the right, a dining table was set up, and beyond that, you could glimpse a comfortable-looking living room. The atmosphere felt warm and lived-in, though you could feel the tension rising in your chest as you took it all in.

“Hey, Emily,” Embry greeted as he sat down at the table.

“Hey, Embry. Where are your brothers?” she asked, turning slightly. That’s when you saw her face—a long scar stretched from her cheek to her jaw, looking like a deep claw mark. Now you understood why Sam didn’t want people staring.

“Oh, and who’s this?” Emily asked, noticing you.

Embry smiled. “This is Y/N. Y/N, meet Emily.”

Emily reached out a hand and smiled. “Hi there! So you’re Jacob’s friend. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Yeah…” you murmured while shaking her hand gently wondering what Jacob had said about you. She looked at Embry waiting for an answer probably why were you here.

Embry noticed and explained, “Jacob was trying to keep Y/N out of the woods, but things got complicated. Y/N slapped him, and… well, Jacob lost control and changed in front of her. So now she knows everything.”

Emily’s eyes widened before she relaxed, nodding. “Going into the woods alone, even after that cougar attack—that’s pretty bold,” she said with a small smirk.

You blushed. “Yeah… I guess.” You wondered why everyone kept bringing up that you’d been out there alone.

“I’m just kidding,” she said, laughing softly. “Don’t worry—everything will start making sense in time.” Her smile was warm and kind. “Welcome to the family.”

“Thank you,” you managed to speak, her warmth easing your nerves a bit.

“Come on, sit down,” she said, motioning to the table. “I made plenty of pancakes—I swear, these boys can eat a mountain.” before placing a bunch of pancakes to the table.

Embry immediately started eating, barely coming up for air. You watched in surprise as he shoveled the food down, laughing as he noticed your expression. “Don’t eat them all, Embry,” Emily scolded with a grin. “Where’s everyone else?”

Just then, you heard voices and laughter outside. Your heart raced—you were about to see the rest of the pack. And Jacob.

Quill came in first. “Hey, Y/N! What’s up?” he greeted casually, sitting down as if this was any normal day. Before you could respond, Paul and Jared followed, playfully shoving each other.

“Hi, Y/N!” they both said, making you feel like part of their world, even though everything felt so new.

“Pancakes? Awesome!” Paul said, grinning as he sat down. You moved aside to make room for them, watching as they all dug in with enthusiasm. Then Sam entered, and the whole room seemed to shift. He looked serious, like he was used to leading.

“Y/N,” he greeted with a nod before turning to Emily and giving her a quick kiss.

“Eww,” Jared teased, though Sam’s stern look and Emily’s laugh made it clear he wasn’t really upset. You couldn’t help but smile at their easy bond.

As you watched everyone settle in, you felt that familiar nervousness creep up, wondering where Jacob was. Then you heard your name again, spoken softly.

“Y/n”

You turned and saw Jacob, and your heart felt heavy at the sight of him. He was back in his human form, in clean clothes, but he looked somehow different now, a little bit shamed.

“You two should talk,” Sam said, nodding toward the door. “Though I’m sure Embry’s already filled you in.” He shot Embry a knowing look.

Embry, his mouth full, just shrugged. “It was gonna happen anyway,” he mumbled.

The others laughed, and Jacob looked at you. “Come on. Let’s go outside,” he said quietly.

Without a word, you followed him, unsure of what to say or even where to start. You trailed behind him, your mind racing. How could you possibly explain the things you’d said to him? The regret weighed heavy as you walked, hoping somehow, he’d understand.

Jacob led you deep into the forest, his steps steady but silent. When he finally stopped, he turned slowly, looking at you as if seeing you for the first time. His expression softened, a faint, almost sad smile breaking through the stillness in his eyes. He took a breath, as if steadying himself.

“So now you know,” he murmured, voice low. “The reason behind all.”

Your voice caught in your throat, and you felt the words hang heavy between you. “Jacob… Im so sorry i didn’t understand. I thought you didn’t care anymore. I said so many things. Awful things. Im so sorry i didn’t meant any of it.” A tear escaped down your cheek.

Jacob reached out, brushing the tear away with his thumb, his touch warm and gentle. “Hey,” he whispered, his voice so soft it was almost a breath. “Don’t cry. If anyone should be sorry, it’s me.”

You could feel the pain in his gaze as he held your face gently, like you were something fragile. “I never wanted to hurt you, Y/N,” he said, his voice tight with regret. “Keeping you in the dark, making you feel like you didn’t matter… if I could go back and change it, I would. Every day, I wanted to tell you. But Sam...”

“I know.” Your voice was barely a whisper, but he leaned in, as if he couldn’t bear to miss a single word. “Embry told me everything. It wasn’t your fault.” You looked down, ashamed. “I just… I didn’t realize you were trying to protect me. And I— I hurt you. I said you were no friend of mine. I even slapped you, Jacob. God, I’m so sorry.”

He let out a small laugh, trying to lighten the weight of your apology. “If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t feel a thing,” he joked, his lips quirking up into a faint smile. But his eyes still held a flicker of pain, and he hesitated, his voice quieter. “You’re not… afraid of me now, are you? Knowing what I am?”

“Jacob, no.” You stepped closer without hesitation. “I could never be afraid of you. You’re my friend… and you’re the one who saved me.”

His expression darkened at that, his tone sharpening. “Yeah, about that. What were you thinking, going into the woods alone, Y/N? Do you have any idea what could’ve happened? When I saw you out there with that cougar…” His voice caught, and he exhaled sharply. “If I hadn’t been there….”

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, the apology so small it was almost swallowed by the silence around you.

“And why did you come back again?” he pressed, eyes searching yours. “You were in danger once already. Why did you come looking for trouble?”

You hesitated, feeling a wave of shame. “The first time, I got lost. My dad told me to go for a walk… so I would—” You stopped, unable to finish. He tilted his head, urging you to continue.

“So you would… what?”

“…so I’d stop feeling sad about you,” you finally admitted, swallowing hard. It felt vulnerable, exposing the ache you’d been carrying. “After we talked in the truck, I just… I couldn’t shake the feeling that I’d lost you. That maybe… something was wrong with me. My dad thought a walk would clear my mind, but I wandered too far. Then you saved me… as a wolf.” You glanced down, voice barely a murmur. “I didn’t know it was you. I thought maybe… I don’t know. Maybe you were some kind of angel or something, watching out for me.”

“Y/N…” His voice broke, and he took your hands gently, cradling them between his own. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I’m the one who let you down, who left you out there without knowing the truth.” He took a breath, pulling you closer, his arms wrapping around you. “I should have been there for you. I’m so sorry. All I wanted was to keep you safe, but instead, I made you feel abandoned.”

You let yourself sink into his embrace, feeling his steady heartbeat as he held you close. Every unspoken word, every unshed tear, seemed to melt away in that moment. Slowly, he pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his hands still resting on your sides.

“I’m going to make this right, Y/N. I swear it,” he promised, his voice filled with so much certainty and compassion that it made your heart ache. “No more secrets. No more pushing you away. You deserve better than that.”

“No more secrets you repeated.” he looked at you deeply his eyes steady yet burdened. His gaze held a flicker of fear, the tension lying beneath the soft lines of his expression.

"Look, Y/N," he started, his voice quiet, “it wasn’t just about Sam not letting me tell you.” He hesitated, as if weighing the impact of what he was about to say. “This… being a wolf… it’s dangerous.”

You nodded, thinking back to Emily, her scar. “I saw Emily’s face,” you whispered.

Jacob’s jaw tightened. “Yeah. Sam lost control. He shifted, and she was right there.” His voice dropped, heavy with the weight of his fear. “If something like that happened to you…” His words trailed off, but the way his gaze held yours spoke so much.

Reaching up, you placed your hand gently on his cheek. “Jacob, you won’t hurt me. I trust you. We’ll be careful. I wont make you angry. And besides, it’s different with us. Emily and Sam are together; we’re friends. I won’t be in any danger like that.”

“Yeah friends.” He repeated the word softly, almost as though it left a bittersweet taste. His face darkened for a moment, but he quickly shook it off. “I’m better at controlling my anger now. Don’t worry. Besides,” he gave a small smile, “I probably couldn’t have kept it a secret from you much longer anyway.”

You laughed, feeling a bit lighter. “Embry even suggested you might’ve shifted on purpose just so I’d find out.”

Jacob smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Well, let’s just say it helped a lot.” You both shared a small laugh, the tension easing, but then he took your hand, his fingers warm and reassuring. “Come on, let’s keep walking. So… what else did Embry spill?”

“Oh, not everything. Just that you’re strong and fast and can heal quickly. And that you can all… read each other’s minds.” You glanced at him, feeling a trace of concern. “Are you okay with all of this? Being a wolf?”

He shrugged, his gaze far away. “I didn’t even know about it until a few months ago. It just… happened. One day, I shifted, and there was no going back. Adapting to it was hard. Sam and the others helped me, but it… it took everything familiar and turned it upside down.” He paused, tightening his hold on your hand. “It was harder without you knowing.”

Your heart ached as you looked at him, remembering the old Jacob you’d known before. In a few months, he grew a lot—not just in size, but also in mind from all he’d been through. “So… you don’t like it?”

A shadow crossed his face. “I don’t know. I guess I’ve learned to accept it. Its in my blood its not a choice. I cant change who i am.”

Then Jacob’s face softened, and he gave a little smile. “So, what else did Embry tell you?” he asked, his tone lighter as he tried to steer the conversation into more different things.

“Well, he mentioned how the shifts are triggered, but he wouldn’t tell me what causes it. He said you’d explain,” you replied, curiosity lingering in your voice.

Jacob let out a scoff, shaking his head. “Embry really did tell you almost everything, didn’t he?” His expression grew serious, and his voice softened. “Listen, Y/N, the trigger… it’s something I can’t share with you. Not because I don’t trust you, but because it’s safer for you not to know. We’re not always together, and if you knew… it could put you in danger.”

You gave a reassuring nod. He already told you more he should you trusted him maybe it was better you to not know everything “I understand. I trust you, Jacob. You’ve told me so much already, and I know you’re only keeping it to protect me.” You smiled, hoping he’d see how sincere you were.

He also talked about imprinting you said while still walking. “Did he ?” he said again with a sarcastic voice. Obviously he didn’t like Embry telling you everything.

You nodded. “Yes, he said Emily’s Sam’s imprint.” There was a pause, and then, almost shyly, you asked, “Do you… have an imprint?”

For a moment, he looked taken aback. “Me?” His brows raised, then he laughed warmly. “No, I don’t have an imprint, Y/N. It’s rare, and not something that happens to everyone.”

You exhaled, realizing you’d been holding your breath. “I just… I remember what it was like when you had a girlfriend. If you did imprint on someone, I thought maybe things would change between us. Since we got together recently.”

Jacob grinned, the corners of his eyes creasing. “No girlfriend either, so you can relax.” He murmured something under his breath that you barely hear.

“Did you say something?” you asked, tilting your head.

He shook his head, chuckling. “Just muttering.” His gaze softened, his eyes warm as they met yours. “You know, everything feels… brighter now that you know. Like I can finally be myself.”

You nodded slowly, feeling the weight of his words sink in, grounding you. “It does. Somehow, the world doesn’t seem so heavy anymore.” You offered him a small, genuine smile, one that felt like it came from a place you’d kept hidden for too long.

For a moment, neither of you spoke. The silence wasn’t empty—it was full, like something unspoken had finally been understood between you. The past few months of confusion and hurt had finally settled. Everything was lighter, as if the weight had lifted.

Felt like this was a new beginning, for you and Jacob.

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Hoa hoa time

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝟤

Jacob Black x Reader

A/N: Hello i made you guys wait im sorry i had some stuff. I decided to do 3 chapters last chapter might be long or i can make 4. I still didn’t decided 😭 anyway hope you guys enjoy it 💕

When you woke up, Jacob wasn’t there. Instead, you were in your dad’s car, driving back home. Your dad noticed you waking up and asked, “Hi honey, did you wake up?” You nodded. “You’re not cold anymore, right?” he continued. You nodded again, still not fully awake.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left you like that,” he said. “We came back right away when we couldn’t reach either of you. Thank God nothing happened.”

“Yeah, Dad, no worries. No one could’ve known,” you reassured him. “Where’s Jacob?” you asked, curious. It was all you could think about.

“He and Billy stayed with the car. They said they’d wait for the tow truck to pick it up. Don’t worry, they’ll figure it out,” your dad explained.

“Yeah, of course,” you murmured. The rest of the car ride was silent.

It had been a week since you last heard from Jacob. It felt like you were on one path, and he was on another. After that conversation in the car, you thought maybe you could let it go, but no, it weighted on you even more. You let it consumed your thoughts. You even asked Billy, but he said it was between you and Jacob, and if Jacob didn’t want to talk, there wasn’t much he could do. You agreed with him. Talking to Jacob’s dad wouldn’t solve anything.

As you were lost in thoughts again, you heard a knock on your door.

“Come in,” you said. Your dad stepped in and asked, “Hey, Y/N mind if I come in?”

“Yeah, of course, Dad.”

He walked in and sat on the edge of your bed. “How are you?” he asked.

“I’m fine, Dad,” you replied with a faint smile.

“Are you sure?” he asked, looking concerned. You looked down at your blanket. “This past week you seemed down”

Of course he could tell something was off. You’d been acting distant, always lost in thoughts and not wanting to do anything but sleep.

“Yeah, Dad, I’m fine. I just haven’t felt like doing much.”

He sighed. “I know it’s about Jacob.” You lifted your head and glanced at him. “Ever since we came back from the fishing trip, you haven’t seemed like yourself. I don’t know what happened between you and Jacob, but you’ve been friends for so long. I’m sure it’s something you two can talk about.”

“What if he doesn’t want to talk?” you said quickly.

“Well,” he replied, “maybe you should give him some time to think. He’ll come around and talk eventually.”

You didn’t seem convinced, and he took your hand, holding it gently as if to give you strength. “I’m sure your friendship is just as important to him as it is to you. He wouldn’t want to lose you. He’ll come around, trust me,” he said with a reassuring smile.

Your dad’s words comforted you, and you felt grateful to have him there. You smiled softly and squeezed his hand. “Thanks, Dad. I will hold on to that.”

“I’m glad,” he said, glancing out the window. “The weather looks decent today, at least for Forks. he smirked. “ Why don’t you take a walk and get some fresh air? It might do you good to get out of your room for a while.”

You nodded. A walk didn’t seem like such a bad idea—maybe it would help you to get it of your head.

“I’m heading downstairs, so you can get ready,” your dad said, getting up from the bed. “Be back before dinner. I’m making lasagna tonight.”

He smiled again before walking out of the door.

You got out of bed and tidied up your room a little before changing clothes. Thank God your dad hadn’t mentioned anything about the mess.

After letting your dad know you were going out, you started walking, with no particular destination in mind. Forks had a calm simplicity to it—quiet streets, surrounded by nature, offering a comforting sense of familiarity.As you walked, you tried to push thoughts of Jacob out of your mind and focus on other things: school, your future, your school friends. You had distanced yourself from them a bit this week, but they understood. They knew you needed time, and they hadn’t pushed you.

To make the time pass, you decided to call your other best friend, Janice. She was your high school friend, part of the little group you hang out with. Luckily, she picked up right away and didn’t mention your absence. She just started talking like no time had passed. She filled you in on the latest gossip, and you gave her advice on her boyfriend problems, hearing about what was going on with the other girls in the group.

Suddenly, her voice began to cut out. “Hey, Janice, I can’t hear you.”

"Y/N, you—ice—i-i-i can’t hea—" Then the signal was lost.

You stared at your phone, confused, and realized you were much farther from Forks than you'd intended. You were deep in the woods. Looking around, everything seemed the same—dense trees, no familiar landmarks. Checking your phone for a signal, your eyes caught the time. It had been almost an hour and forty minutes since you left the house. You couldn’t believe you had walked that far.

Talking to Janice had made the time fly, and now, you cursed yourself for not paying attention to where you were going. Panic began to creep in. Everywhere looked identical, and you had no idea how to get back. You decided to retrace your steps, hoping to find a signal and let your dad and Janice know where you were.

Holding your phone up to the sky, you muttered, “Come on, it was working just a minute ago…”

Then, you heard it—a sound, different from the birds. It was like a branch snapping under pressure. Your heart pounded as you spun around, but there was no one in sight.

“Hello? Is anyone there?” you called loudly.

Then it hit you—the noise might not be a person. It could be a wild animal. Fear surged through you. "Shit," you whispered, regretting that you had yelled. Why had you done that? You felt panic rise, tightening your chest. You decided to move, staying still made you more vulnerable. Slowly, carefully, you began to walk, each step calculated. Maybe it just a hiker, you thought. A friendly one.

But then, another snap—a branch breaking. This time, it was closer.

You turned and saw it—only five feet away. A cougar. It was approaching you, slowly, deliberately, its eyes locked onto yours.

The fear take all of your body.What were you gonna do now. ? Your hands were shaking from the adrenaline.

Your mind raced. You tried to recall the lessons you’d learned at school about what to do if you encountered a cougar. Growing up in Forks, surrounded by wilderness, they had taught you these things.

Don’t run. Running triggers their instinct to chase. You locked you eyes to his. Watched every step did he take.

The cougar moved closer, its gaze never leaving yours. It was as if it was waiting for you to make a mistake. You stood frozen, terrified, as your life flashed before your eyes. This is how it ends, you thought, tears welling up in your eyes. Please, God, save me you whispered.

As the cougar inched closer, your heart raced, every instinct screaming for you to run even though you knew it wouldn’t help. Suddenly, from the underbrush, a massive shape exploded onto the scene—a wolf, It was larger than anything you had ever pictured a wolf being, with fur that glimmered like a russet underneath the sunlight.

With a high, menacing growl, the wolf charged forward without hesitation. Before you could process what was happening, it launched itself at the cougar, catching it completely off guard. The sound of a fierce growl filled the air as the wolf crashed into the cougar, tackling it to the ground with surprising force.

You stood frozen, Fear and thrill filled you as the two creatures clashed. The cougar, momentarily stunned, struggled to regain its footing. You wanted to scream, to call for help, but you just stunned couldn’t speak watched two big creatures tearing each other apart.

The wolf was fierce and relentless, biting at the cougar's sides and neck with quick, precise movements. The cougar growled in surprise and tried to fight back, but the wolf was faster. It moved quickly, darting around and using its speed to overwhelm the cougar.

With one final leap, the wolf lunged at the cougar and clamped down on its throat. The cougar fought back for a moment, t moaning with pain and growling, but the wolf’s grip was too strong. Gradually, the cougar's struggles weakened until it went limp.

The wolf stood tall over its defeated prey, chest heaving, its breath coming in heavy pants. In the quiet of the forest, the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the fading echoes of the fight. Then the wolf immediately turned to you.

Without fully processing the shock of the two large animals fighting in front of you, fear gripped your entire body again. Why hadn’t you run away during the fight? It had all happened so quickly that you couldn’t gather your thoughts.

The wolf was staring at you, taking slow steps closer. His teeth were bared, and he looked like he might attack at any moment. You took a few steps back each time he moved toward you. Tears streamed down your face, and you were trembling. Before long, your back hit a tree. There was no escape now. You looked at the wolf in fear, but he didn’t move to attack; he simply watched you. Its expression softened, and it stopped showing its teeth.

Confused, you wondered why he wasn’t attacking. This was stranger than more then it could be. When you locked eyes with the wolf, you felt an odd familiarity, as if you knew it somehow. You were more puzzled than ever. “Why aren’t you attacking me?” you asked, not expecting an answer. But as you spoke, he howled you with a non threatening voice at least this how you felt it was.

Did it just respond to me? You were more confused then before. “Did you just save me from him .”You glanced at the cougar lying behind him; he growled harshly, making you flinch. This was getting stranger by the moment—now you were talking to a wolf. “Can you understand me?” you asked, your voice shaking. The wolf didn’t howl this time; he just watched you. Maybe he can’t, you thought to yourself. “ I can’t believe all this happening.” you thought loudly again. He didn’t answer again he just watched as you self questioned yourself.

The wolf took a few steps back, glanced at the cougar he had just killed, then looked back at you. He took another step the direction you were going then he howled again. “Do you want me to follow you?” you asked, taking a step toward him. He didn’t howl again, but it started walking away at a pace you could keep up with. I guess that means yes, you thought.

You stepped away from the tree and followed. The wolf picked up speed, and you started to run to keep up. Occasionally, He glanced back, almost as if checking to see if you were still there.

You ran for a while, but he was getting faster, leaving you behind. Still, he stayed within your sight. Then he stopped, and you stopped too, a few yards apart. He howled again, louder than before. After the howl, he looked at you for a moment, then took off running faster than before. You started running again, shouting, “Wait!” but he didn’t hear you.

Breathless, you paused to catch your breath. Did he just leave you? Why now? Looking around, you noticed an exit point from the woods. You couldn’t believe what had just happened—he had shown you the way out.

You checked your phone again and noticed that the signal had finally returned. Three missed calls—two from your dad and one from your friend Janice. Without hesitation, you dialed your dad as you navigated the path leading out of the woods.

He picked up quickly. "Hey, where are you? I called twice! Why didn't you answer?" His voice was filled with concern.

You needed to come up with a lie—there was no way you could tell him the truth. "Sorry, Dad. I was with Janice. I saw her on the road, and she invited me over. We hung out for a bit." You prayed Janice would back up your story. "I didn’t realize how late it was, and my phone was in another room. I should’ve let you know. I’m sorry."

He let out a heavy sigh. "When you didn’t answer, I thought something had happened. Just give me a heads-up next time, okay?"

You smiled, relieved. "I promise, Dad."

"Alright, come home. I haven’t eaten yet, and if you’re not quick, I’ll eat it all. Oh, and you’re doing the dishes tonight—you're grounded."

"Dad!" you groaned. He chuckled, "Be quick, okay?"

After hanging up, you immediately called Janice, explaining the lost signal and your little lie, begging her to cover for you. She agreed, but was curious. “Why’d you lie to your dad she” asked.

You promised to tell her everything when you met up, though you still weren’t sure how to explain what you’d experienced.

As you walked home, your heart pounded in your chest, the adrenaline still coursing through you. The scene kept replaying in your mind—you couldn’t believe what you had witnessed. You wished Jacob had been there; he’d have been the only one to believe the strange story of yours. But thinking about him brought sadness again. No, you decided. You wouldn’t let thoughts of Jacob ruin this wild experience.

When you got home, your dad still hadn’t eaten. You both sat down and ate while talking about the usual stuff. Then you did the dishes, just like he said. But once you were back in your room, the images from earlier flooded your mind again—the cougar, the wolf, and you. How could such a massive wolf exist? You’d never seen anything like it. And why had it saved you instead of attacking?

Your thoughts were spinning, so you grabbed your laptop and began searching the internet for answers. But no matter what you typed, there was nothing—no mention of wolves as large as the one you had encountered. You felt a growing sense of frustration.

"How could there be nothing about a wolf that big?" you muttered to yourself. Then, a reckless idea formed in your mind. Maybe I should go back. I might see him again. But the thought of the cougar gave you pause, sending a shiver down your spine. Yet, whenever you pictured the majestic red wolf, your fear melted away. He had saved you. Maybe you could even take a picture next time it would helped you to find more about him.

That’s when you knew—you had to go back. The mystery of all the things that happened was too strong to ignore. Tomorrow, you’d return to the same spot, no matter the danger. The wolf had drawn you into himself, there should’ve be meaning of his help , and you were ready to find purpose behind it all.

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the entire population of deer in forks after another long hard day of avoiding the cullens in the woods

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I’M TIRED OF SMUT, I WANT TOOTH ACHING FLUFF AND HEART SHATTERING ANGST.

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮

Jacob black x Reader

A/N: Hello! Right now i’m really obsessed with jacob black x reader fics but i cant seem to find something that i liked :( Soo i decided to write mine. Its gonna be 2 or 3 chapters im not sure yet and english is not my first language please excuse my mistakes .Anyway i hope you guys like it 🥰

Note: In this world there is no bella. So not any love triangles. There are vampires but just mentioned briefly. And both of you are above 18.

Summary: Your dad, Charlie, and Billy were on a fishing trip, and somehow you and Jacob ended up tagging along. When it was time to head back, everyone paired off, and you ended up with Jacob. Now, the two of you were already on the road in Billy’s old truck, heading back to Forks.

The car ride was quiet since both of you were tired from the fishing weekend with your dads. You just wanted to go home and sleep in your bed. While thinking about your cozy bed, you glanced at Jacob. He was focused on the road, not wanting to hit a deer or something in the middle of the night. Jacob had been your friend since your family moved to Forks when you were 12. Billy and your dad were friends, so it wasn’t surprising that you and Jacob became friends too. He was a good friend, but you and he had drifted apart for a couple of months. He’d been acting strange—cutting his hair, changing his look, hanging out with Sam, who he hated the most, and putting distance between the two of you for reasons you didn’t understand.

Somehow, you both ended up on this trip together. Instead of asking why he’d been distant, you decided to let it slide and act like nothing had happened. Only small gestures giving something that he needs etc. dull thanks and you are welcomes. Pf course your dad understand that there is something happened between you two. So maybe the reason that your dad wanted you to go with Jacob rather then himself. But now, with just the two of you alone, the mood felt more awkward then the fishing trip.

“Is there something on my face?” Jacob asked, lifting his lips slightly.

“What? No,” you said, caught off guard.

“ You’ve been staring at me for a couple minutes you know” He smirked.

You hadn’t realized you were staring at him, lost in thought about what had happened between you two.

“I was just looking at your new look. New hair, biggest biceps ever, and all. You’ve changed a lot. I do like your new look, but I miss the long hair,” you said with a half smile.

He gave a small, bittersweet smile. “Well, some things had to change. Nothing stays the same.”

The silence between you lingered after Jacob's quiet words. You turned your attention back to the road, focusing on the dark stretch ahead as you got lost in your thoughts again. You still couldn’t find a reason for why Jacob was acting this way, and it made you sad. His refusal to share anything with you only deepened your disappointment. It was as if the two of you had never been best friends who shared everything.

“What the—” Shaken from your thoughts by Jacob’s words, you looked around. The car was slowing down, and Jacob didn’t look happy. “What’s happening?” you asked with a concerned glance.

“The car is breaking down,” he sighed. “Great.” He leaned back in his seat and rubbed his face with one hand. “Just what we needed.”

You sat up a little straighter, looking out the window at the seemingly endless stretch of dark highway. The woods loomed on either side, the only light coming from the car’s dim headlights and the faint glow of the moon.

“Is it the engine?” you asked, trying to hide the nervousness creeping into your voice.

Jacob shook his head. “I’m not sure yet. Let me check.”

He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, the door creaking as it closed behind him. You watched him walk around to the front, popping the hood and disappearing into the shadows. The night air seeped into the car, cold and unsettling.

You pulled out your phone to see if there was a signal. Of course, there was none. How could it be a signal in the middle of nowhere? As panic started to rise, you hoped it was something fixable.

Jacob reappeared a few minutes later, wiping his hands on his jeans. “Looks like something’s wrong with the radiator. We’re not going anywhere,” he said with a shrug. “Let me call Dad so he can come get us.” He reached for his phone.

“We can’t. There’s no signal,” you sighed nervously, getting out of the car. “ What are we gonna do now ?”

Seeing your nervous, Jacob said, “Hey, relax. Y/N At least you’re not alone.” With his words, you glanced at him. The idea of spending the night stranded on the side of the road with your best friend—who had suddenly put distance between you for some unknown reason—wasn’t how you had imagined ending the weekend.

But it was better than being alone in the middle of the night, you thought.

“I think there are about 20 miles left. We can go on foot,” he said while looking at the empty road.

“Are you serious? You want to walk all that way? It’s nearly five hours of walking.” You looked at him in disbelief; he couldn’t be serious about this. Not to mention the wild animals that could attack at any moment.

“Yeah,” he murmured. “I guess we’re stuck here until our dads realize we’re not home yet.”

“I hope they realize soon.” you said while looking at the endless woods beside you.

A wave of cold swept through you, making you shudder. you rubbled my arms without realizing.

“Y/N, you’re going to get cold. Get in the car,” Jacob said, scanning you. You nodded and went back to the car. Inside wasn’t that warm either since the car broke down, but it was better than being outside.

Jacob sat down in the car too. It was time for silence. Everything was worse between you two now; You had to sit with him on this cold night until God knows when. With the car broken down, the inside was getting colder. You realized your fingertips were freezing, so you put them in your pockets.

“Are you cold, Y/N?” Jacob suddenly asked, concern etched on his face. “Why i am asking? Of course, you are.”

“Thanks for the concern, but unless you have a blanket you can give me, I don’t think you can help,” You said with a sly smile. “Wait, aren’t you cold too?” You asked suddenly, looking at him with a confused expression. The cold didn’t seem to bother him.

At your expression, his concerned face shifted, and he smirked. “No, only weak people like you get cold. Not me.”

Ha ha ha, You laughed ironically. “You are a joker now. Keep the comedy to yourself, I’m freezing.” You said, side-eyeing him.

You were warming to each other, making jokes, but the cold wasn’t letting up. You rubbed your arms again to feel some heat.

“Hey, come here,” he said while opening his arms.

You looked at him, confused. “You want to hug me now? How is that going to help?”

“Since I’m the hot one in both ways, I can help you not die from the cold.” He spoke with a cocky tone. “Besides, if I let you die like this, your dad would kill me too.” Without giving you a chance to respond, he gently pulled you to him and wrapped his arms around you. You rested your head and hands on his chest. He was holding you tight, not letting you escape. Then you realized and asked, “Jacob, why are you so hot?”

“What do you mean? I was always hot,” he said sarcastically.

“No, Jacob, why is your body so hot?” You asked, concerned as you tried to look at his face. “Do you have a fever?” You put your hand on his forehead; he was burning. “Why didn’t you tell me? I let you drive all this—” Your words were interrupted by his laughter.

“Ahh, I missed this,” he sighed. You were still looking worriedly at his face. “No, I’m fine. I’m like this all the time, so it’s not a fever.”

“Did you go to a doctor?”

“Yes, I did,” he said while pulling you closer to his chest. “You don’t need to worry. I’m fine.”

“Are you sure ?” You asked again. Didn’t get satisfied with answers “Yes for the billion time I’m fine.” He smiled with this unending questions.

“That’s good, then,” You said, you felt that he nodded.

All this chatting felt like old times. Both of you were joking again; You were worrying over him, and he was assuring you that he was okay. Just like that time when he fell off his bike and acted like nothing happened because he didn’t want you to worry. Those were good times.

You were getting warmer, of course. Jacob was practically an oven. Lost in your thoughts, a small giggle escaped from your mouth.

“What happened?” he asked.

“Nothing, just my thoughts,” you said. He hummed agreeingly. There was silence again. This was the only time you could get alone with him, so you decided to speak.

“Hey, Jacob.”

“Yes, what’s wrong, Y/N?”

“Do you really miss us?” You asked, your head still on his chest, unable to see his reaction to the question.

He didn’t answer immediately. Then he sighed. “Yes, I do miss us. But there are things, Y/N, I can’t—”

You interrupted him. “What things, Jacob? What is it that you can’t tell your best friend?”

He sighed again, but it was different this time. “There are things that can harm you. You don’t understand now, but I’m trying to protect you.”

“You’re protecting me by leaving and hanging out with Sam? I thought you hated him,” You said with a frustrated voice.

“I did hate him, but now I don’t. It doesn’t matter,” he said. “And yes, I’m protecting you by leaving.” His voice grew louder. You didn’t say anything, then his voice softened. “I wish I could tell you what’s happening, but I can’t. I’m sorry. This is the best for you.”

There was little silence again. You still couldn’t understand why he won’t tell. And it was eating you from inside not getting any answers. You felt desperate. The answers were on tip of his lips but he choose not to say anything. Maybe he didn’t trust you enough to say it. This even made you sadder.

“Will it always be this way until the end?” You asked, your voice cracking. It was your last attempt to get him to speak. Being like this forever made your heart feel so heavy with sorrow. You felt like you were going to cry, so you closed your eyes tightly, trying to keep the tears from escaping.

“Y/N I—” he started, but he didn’t finish his sentence.

You didn’t ask anything else, and he said nothing. Your bodies were close, but not your souls. You were scared to open your eyes again face the facts. With the warmth from him, and with your unending thoughts you fell asleep on his chest.

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Can someone PLEASEEE recommend me some good jacob black x reader stuff. Cause i cant seem to find anything good. It doesn’t have to be only here. Thank you 😽