Werewolf Twilight Jacob Novelas e Histórias

Phil's POV I could identify a werewolf attack when I saw one, and clearly, Jacob's dead body contained much evidence of it. The horrible marks of deep claws stretched from his head to his back. Studying the gruesome sight before me, I had to be sure it was really the red-haired Jacob. And it was really him—he was really dead. Some of my men went in search of his body and found him in a bush. My heart squeaked in guilt, it could have been Lucy lying down here—brutally murdered, but he protected her because I had given him that job.

Not the pure, silver-white of Jacob’s clan, but a mottled gray-brown, with streaks of black. “Jacob, I swear I didn’t—” “Shut up!” Jacob slapped her across the face. “The pure Silver Wolf bloodline has endured for a thousand years! We have never produced a mutt like this!” He reached for the baby. “I’ll deal with this disgrace myself!” “Stop.” Damien’s voice cut through the air like a blade of ice. He emerged from the shadows, his golden, slitted eyes locking onto Jacob. The pressure from a true apex predator froze Jacob in place.

Alerted, I whipped my head around only to realise the other brother was holding me back. His gaze...it wasn't looking down at me. Rather, he was glaring at the man beyond my shoulder. There is a small stubble to his chin, he seemed different than the last time I saw him, had sex with him. No man had ever come close to looking so ethereal like he does. Jean Bloodmond... "She will not dance according to your tunes anymore, Jacob." "Let's see about that too, brother." Both brothers on either sides of my shoulders. One was holding me back, but by all rules of nature and the way of the werewolves...Jacob is supposed to be closer to me.

Then a shadow moved above me. I looked up just in time to see a massive black shape leap clean over my head. I barely had time to gasp before Jacob landed in front of me with a heavy thud that shook the ground under her boots. I stumbled to a halt so abruptly that dead leaves scattered around my feet. The wolf blocked the narrow path completely. Up close, he was enormous. Even by werewolf standards, Jacob’s wolf was massive, all rippling muscle and black fur as dark as spilled ink. His golden eyes glowed against the shadows of the forest, fixed entirely on her with unnerving focus.

One of the vampires shrieked, and Black ran towards them with angry eyes and slashed at him, wanting to separate his head from his body if it wasn't for his treachery from behind. Aaron turned with him to support him, as the Alpha could not fight them alone. That is impossible! Zayn backed away and howled so loudly that the vampire retreated backwards with great fear. This howling is a call to the rest of his flock!!! One of them turned with wide eyes when he saw a large horde of wolves running in the distance headed by his Jack betta wolf and his father Stephen Black immediately transformed and wore what one of his wolves threw his teeth at him carelessly and hurriedly while his wolves foug

His arms wrapped around my waist and he rested his chin on my collarbone, nuzzling behind my ear. "You smell so good," Thiery murmured. "You're my mate, love. That means you're my lover for life." I gently pushed his shoulders so we were face to face, his slightly lowering his gaze as I met his. "Th-Thiery... Is... Jacob Black real?" I asked, stuttering slightly. "You know him?" "Jacob Black?" Thiery's brow furrowed. "Who is he? Your ex-boyfriend?" "Huh? No," I argued, confused. "He's a werewolf. An enemy of the Cullen vampire family, who later became their ally to protect Bella Swan."

Voicemail. Again. I stomp my foot. “Unbelievable. I swear I’ll throw my phone at him when he arrives.” A group of girls passes, giggling like a pack of hyenas. I almost roll my eyes…until I hear: “Omg, Jacob in Twilight is so hot.” “So hot? Girl, he is fire. I would give my left leg to date a werewolf like him.” “Same! He’s hot and dangerous. I love it.” I look up, fighting the urge to laugh. Girls are so dramatic.

There was an unexplainable change of energy in the environment that can be felt through my head, even my wolf howled in pain. Before I could understand what was going on, Jacob jumped on the grey wolf with his eyes blinded with rage. They were covered in red. He snapped the neck of the grey wolf, killing him instantly. Jocob was ripping him apart even though he died shortly. I tried to stop him but it was in vain. Until the twins and Fiarra dragged Jacob away from the dead wolf’s body. My eyes wandered to look for Alaric and I found him lying on the rooftop. He was covered in blood.

Something that would tell me, it's not just my fantasy or a part of some novel but real life, where supernatural creatures don't exist. That, I was not in love with my personal Jacob from the twilight movie. "I am hoping you remember what you saw before fainting. I don't want to hide things from you anymore and I won't sugarcoat things either. It's true. I am a werewolf. I think it's time I introduce myself to you. Hello, Victoria, I am Alexander Hunter, a werewolf and Alpha king of Pearly canines, the to be the ruler of the werewolf species." Alexander said as he turned around and looked at me dead in the eyes.

The other werewolves are behind Jacob, glaring daggers at Blake. Wow, did I interrupt an ongoing war or something? I click my throat in discomfort and eavesdrop on the group as I approach them. I've never been interested in group chats. Should I leave and come back later? "You're working together with a filthy vampire!" Jacob spits on the ground, then lifts his chin to challenge his alpha. The guy reminds me of Stefan from vampire diaries right now, with combed hair and a drift blowing it dramatically. "Explain yourself!"