How Old Is Jacob Black In New Moon Novels & Stories

Alpha Liam encouraged. “The moon wolf hasn’t shifted,” I look down at my watch and check the time. “At least not yet, we will know if her description matches that of the rouge tonight.” “Tonight? Why tonight?” Beta Eric pipped up. “She turns 18 tomorrow and will have her first shift tonight.” I say. “Oh shit.” I hear Liam whisper, “Please tell me it’s not.” I just look at him and nod. “Addy.” I say. Everyone’s heads snap towards me in shock, “Like Addy Hayward, Addy? Tristan’s sister?” Ethan asked.

I smirked at the dark-haired man three years my senior, recalling the day he said the exact thing to me. “Oh, ha ha.” He muttered. “Okay if I grab a coffee?” He questioned noting the pot on the counter and I nodded. “How’s things back in Oak creek?” I asked the two once they were both sat with coffees in hand. “Could be better could be worse. Besides, that’s nothing you need to worry about anyway, from what I hear you have your hands full as Luna of Blackrock. Luna, goddess its going to take some time for that to sink in fully.”

However, Liam did have to fight a couple snickers. The cheerleaders who stood to the left of the mayor were all in black uniforms and their normal vampire garb. The jerseys that the players were wearing were their usual red color, but with the black underneath, it looked as if they were simply the vampire hunting colors. The ensemble looked rather intimidating to the onlooker who had no idea what was going on, which of course, Liam found hilarious.

Dane stood on the front lawn of the packhouse, feeling much older than his twenty-four years. There was a buzz of excitement in the air that made his lip curl with distaste as the hive of activity around him reached fever pitch. He didn’t want to be here. “Last but not least, Delta Dane, Jack and Lucy, you’re in the final car,” announced Cara, reading from a clipboard. Dane groaned inwardly as a lanky teenager with an all too eager grin made his way over. Jack was one of his newest warriors, and like most of the people on their way to the Moonlight Ball, he had just turned eighteen this year.

I asked, Jackson moaned in disapproval beside me, rolling his eyes and shifting his weight nervously. “Roderick.” He answered, taking a step closer and wrapping his hands around the bars. “I’m three hundred and twelve years old. I like moonlit strolls in back alleyways, red wine, chocolate and I’m a Virgo. Anything else, Luna?” I felt the back of my ears heat a little at his over sharing of information, which caused him to just smile wider. “We both know you’re not giving me that cure, Luna, so what game are you trying to play?” He asked, the sweetness in his voice before was gone, and it was raspy again. His power must have been draining. He would start bleeding soon, then descend into hyst

I looked over at him. "Auntie, where is Jacob?" "You’ll meet him where we’re going." "What? Is he there in your land?" Auntie didn’t answer. As expected, it took us almost four hours to travel before we could finally enter the town proper. It was almost midnight, and we were getting close to the land that Auntie had talked about. Even though the dark moon hasn’t come yet, we are already feeling its weak effects. It only happens once every 25 years, so Jasper and I, who are both younger werewolves, are experiencing it for the first time.

“How old are you, Ghost?” “You can call me by my name, Luna,” he says with a wan smile. “I’m twenty-one years old.” My eyes widen. “That’s the same age as me! You don’t…look that young, to be honest,” I say and he chuckles. “My kill count is nearing four figures, Luna; it ages you,” he says, then catches himself. “Not that I mind doing it for my Alpha-” “You don’t need to explain yourself to me, don’t worry. Killing can taint the soul and age the body, I understand,” I say, before sighing. “Now, I have never seen you so anxious. Is everything okay?”

He felt impatient and restless as he reached the age of 25 and hadn't met his mate yet. Normally, after a werewolf reached the age of eighteenth, they could sense their mate’s presence. 'Why does the Moon Goddess giving me a hard time to find me a soulmate? From countless women I’ve met so far, none of them was my soulmate!’ Jayden felt upset as his gripped at the armrest of his throne became tighter. ‘Dear Goddess, I only wish for a mate, is that a favor too hard to ask?' His third brother, Aiden Blackfrost, who currently stood next to Jayden, tried to calm him down. "Relax brother, you will find her soon, it just a matter of time."

He pointed to the guy standing beside Jake. He had nicely cut black hair, deep black eyes and a nicely shaved 5 o’clock shadow beard but his sharp jaw line and cheekbones were starkly noticeable under that beard. Like Ryder, he appeared to be between that phases of changing to the adult stage yet they both were maybe eighteen or nineteen years old. Connor seemed more mysterious and darker than Ryder. Yet, they both gave off the typical bad boy vibe more than Jake and the other guy standing with them.

Ryan says, and I sigh. “I know, thank you,” I tell them. “I better go get a shower.” I sigh and leave for the packhouse. - My name is Jacob Silverclaw, and I am Twenty-two and the Alpha of the White Moon Pack. I have been Alpha for two years after taking over for my dad, which normally wouldn’t have happened before I would have found my Luna. But unlike other Alphas and most other wolves, I had still not found my mate, and my dad had been Alpha for a long time. He wanted to step back and enjoy time with my mom, Luna, so I became Alpha after a long discussion with our elders. I have done okay without my Luna, and our pack is stronger than ever before, which has kept my Dad and the Elders calm