A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

I’m also out of patience. I get it; the news is terrible. I’d be upset, too, but I sure as hell wouldn’t
punish my imprint for it.
Jacob stood up. Back the fuck off, asshole. I’m not punishing Ness.
I passed your house on the way out here to see you. She’s crying, and I’m pretty sure I know why.
The knowledge that Renesmee was hurting made Jacob’s stomach turn. His first instinct was to run
to her, but he couldn’t. He was held back by the all-consuming hatred for the Bloodsucker who had
hurt her. He needed revenge; he needed to do something other than sit still and say soothing words.
He couldn’t be comforting right now.
She needs you, man, Quil thought.
She’s got me.
Not when you’re out here instead of with her. I can tell you exactly what Claire would think if I did
that to her. She’d think I didn’t love her anymore. He knew because she was his imprint. And
because she’d told him.
Ness is smarter than that.
Quil growled. Don’t be a dumbass, Jake. Caius is gone; he’s not coming back. Yeah, what he did
was really shitty, but you can’t change anything by avoiding your imprint.
I’m Alpha, Quil. Do you even know what that means? I’m not just the boss. The Black bloodline has
been Alpha for generations. If I can’t have a fucking kid, it stops with me. He started to pace in front
of the smoldering ashes. It’s part of my job as Alpha to pass on the genes to the new Alpha. If I
can’t do that, then what fucking good am I?
Quil huffed. Do you really think what you’re doing is going to fix it? Maybe you could have kids with
someone else. He knew even as he thought it that it wasn’t an option.
Would you fuck someone that wasn’t Claire?
No.
Didn’t think so. Even if Ness would approve—which she wouldn’t—I couldn’t stomach it.
Quil went to sit in front of Jacob, stopping his pacing. You should at least explain this to Ness so she
doesn’t think you’re avoiding her.
Jacob nodded. What if I am avoiding her? What if just thinking about her reminds me that I’ll never
pass on the genes?
Quil mentally shrugged. I don’t know, man. I just know you’re never going to calm down if you keep
yourself away from her. Think about it, Jake. Without another word, he turned and padded away.
Jacob sighed. Once Quil’s presence disappeared, he laid down on his stomach and laid his head on
his paws. He thought about the conversation for a while. He was still confused, but he knew he did
at least need to talk to Renesmee. He got up, buried the ashes, and went back to the house.
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