A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob shook his head again and reached out to take her hand. “No, it’s not. They’re just going to
take some time to get used to, that’s all.”
Renesmee squeezed his hand and stepped forward to press herself against him. He held her tightly
and kissed her head. She sniffled and nodded against his chest.
“I know.” She pulled back enough to look up at him. “Did you ever read scary stories when you were
little?” He nodded. “I remember one in particular I read was about a boy who woke up one day and
he wasn’t the same person. It described him looking in the mirror for the first time and panicking
because he wasn’t the same. That’s how I feel. I know what you’re saying, Jake, but I’m still
scared.”
He nodded again and touched her chin as he leaned down to kiss her lips. “I know you’re scared,
Ness. We’ll get through this together, though, okay?”
She took another deep breath. “Okay.”
He took her hand again and lifted it to kiss her knuckles. “Let’s go hunting.”
She nodded and followed him out the door. “How will you tell the pack what’s going on?” It felt
weird to refer to Jacob’s friends as “the pack.”
“They can hear me when I’m a wolf. Kind of a telepathy thing.” He led her a few paces into the
trees.
“So you’ll . . . shift and tell them?”
“Yep. After I let them know what’s happened, I want you to get on my back and hold on tight.”
She smiled. “Okay.”
He kissed her and took a few steps back to take off his shorts. She wasn’t sure why she felt she
needed to avert her eyes, but she stared at her feet until she heard a distinct tearing sound. She
shivered and looked up to see her giant, russet wolf standing before her. She shivered again as an
unexpected twinge of fear rose so quickly and powerfully in her chest she nearly ran. Her heart
pounded so hard it hurt. She forced herself to stand exactly where she was as she looked him over.
Jacob wished he had the ability to speak as a wolf in a way Renesmee would understand. It was
obvious she was afraid, and he wanted to reassure her. He lightly nudged her arm. She took a deep
breath and reached up to touch his muzzle. As she explored the texture of his fur between her
fingers, Jacob gave Quil the update and a warning to stay far away from both Renesmee and him as
she hunted.
I have to say it, Jake: That’s fucking weird.
Jacob growled. You’d feel differently if it were Claire.
The pained surprise in the other Shifter’s thoughts was harsh. I get it, dude. Leave her out of this.
Just give the others the message.
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