Saving Jacob Novels & Stories

"I see you... I know what you're doing in there, and don't! What's done is done. There's no way to reverse the fact that you changed him. Or the fact that he smacked you. Everything about the situation is fucked up. But I know you're a good person, and so is he. Hughes, Claudius, and I are here to make sure both of you get through this. You've been through hell! More than most people have. And Jacob has been through hell too. The difference is, summer and I saved him a long time ago. Well, Summer saved him, but together Summer and I put the pieces back to that broken person and made him the ray of sunshine he is today.

I say softly, holding onto his hand. Jacob smiled weakly. "Ah, you saved me again. My hero." A chuckle escapes my lips. I am trying so hard to prove to Jacob that werewolves aren't necessarily violent, and then Jayden shows up as if on cue! That's a pretty good demonstration of the opposite. "I am really sorry, Jacob. You must hate werewolves even more now," I say sadly. Jacob shakes his head, a small smile still playing on his lips. "No, not at all. You saved my life, after all. And I don't hate werewolves. At least, not you," he explains.

The heat was intense, forcing us to shield our faces as the creature writhed and thrashed. In seconds, it was gone, reduced to ash that scattered across the floor. The room was silent except for our labored breathing. I turned to Jake, my hands trembling. “Jena,” I said. “She’s working with Jacob.” His expression darkened, and he pulled me into a tight embrace. “We’ll deal with her,” he said, his voice low and fierce. “Both of them. Together.” I nodded, my resolve hardening. Jena and Jacob thought they could break us, but they underestimated just how far I was willing to go to protect my family.

I said, my chest heaving. Mom too got up, not backing down. I didn’t expect her to. She was, after all, the Luna of our pack. “Apollo, you may have forgotten what Dahlia did to you, but I can never forget what happened to my mate when he went to save you. Jacob was on the verge of death when he came here. It’s a miracle that he is alive and there is not a minute in a day that I don’t thank the gods for it.” Her voice was hoarse as she choked on her emotions.

I conceded to his words, knowing that Jacob must have found that he wasn't listening to our conversation. "Okay Jacob has a daughter, who he left in the hands of an old woman. She's crippled and the only way to heal her is to give her An Alpha's blood which would nullify the disease and she would be able to walk again. Jacob has tried killing many Alphas and tried thier blood ut none was sufficient. You're his last target, you would have to save her and use her as a tool to kill Jacob, ft loo while I would be giving Jacob fake blood which he would think belongs to you" His plan was truly risky and could cost us out lives if we had mistakes.

The following days, Jacob stayed at Home for Sol with the excuse that he couldn't let his parents see that he was injured, that if they did, they would go mad, and his father would not even allow him to work for The Uba Corporation any more. To get Xenon's attention, Jacob took a long cold shower and went to sleep n.a.k.e.d with the AC on all night, blowing cold air right at himself, and as he had planned, he caught a cold. He refused to see the doctor or to have the servants look after him. Xenon had tried to persuade him and sweet-talked him, but Jacob refused to listen till Xenon agreed to stay home to take care of him.

“I know of your secret, there’s no point keeping it to yourself. Just tell me” "Please," Jacob says, his voice shaking. "You have to understand." I nod, trying to appear calm. "I understand," I say, though my heart is racing. Jacob takes a deep breath, his eyes closed. "When I was at the werewolf training camp," he starts, his voice soft. "I was badly injured during a training exercise. They were going to leave me to die, but Aurora saved me." I stare at him, my mouth agape. "What?" I whisper. "She used her powers to heal me," he continues. "She told me that I owed her a favor."

She looked at the balance in her account and started asking for quotes for studying. Getting the information she required to enroll, Jacob asked for money for repairs to the junk van he had bought. Within a month, Jessica held her head and cried. Her dreams had been drowned like a sinking ship. Jacob had used the rest of the money on repairs. Her heart was in peices. There was nothing left to cry about. What's done is done. Although Sarah was unhappy she pushed herseld on, she knew she would work. She would save and she will grow. She had the support of her dad.

I would have dealt with your plans but she always wants to save me. As she knows how much my hotel is important for me, after all, it is like a baby for me whom I want to nourish. Well, I was in my thoughts only but came in a sense listening to knock. "Come, Jacob," I said, knowing that only Jacob can come here without an appointment. "Good morning sir," he said, bowing his head. "Good morning, I hope you have done your work and have a seat," I said. "Yes sir, you were right about Mr Miller. He is involved with Mr Gray. He only told Mr Gray about the hotel's plans; he was also the one who attempted to rescue Joseph," Jacob said.

Carver's movements were labored, his body a testament to the physical and emotional trauma he had endured. Once inside, Ava sat beside him in the back, gently cradling his head in her lap. The drive back to their apartment was filled with an emotional heaviness. Carver, overwhelmed by the presence of Peyton and Ava, and the reality of being rescued from his self-imposed hell, sobbed uncontrollably. His tears were a mix of pain, relief, and a deep sense of regret. Ava, feeling a surge of compassion and a lingering sense of love for Carver, did the only thing she could in that moment. She ran her fingers slowly through his hair. Her touch was gentle, a silent expression of her willingness to h