A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob smiled, grateful that she didn’t push it. “No, nothing illegal. We’re almost to the meadow; just
a few more yards.”
Renesmee hadn’t been paying much attention, but she realized when she looked ahead that it
wasn’t the same meadow she’d visited before. With a burst of excitement, she glanced up at him
before she started to run. Jacob caught her arm. Although he knew it was probably safe, he couldn’t
let her run out into an open field like that without at least checking it first. She turned and looked up
at him quizzically.
“Let me go first, Ness.”
She furrowed her brow. “Why?”
He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Because you never know what’s in the woods, and I would
never forgive myself if something happened to you.”
She wasn’t sure what to make of his comment or his cautiousness. As he walked ahead of her, she
began to think about the wolf she’d seen before. Could he be talking about it? She shuddered; it
had never seemed to be a danger before, but how could she know what it really wanted?
Jacob sniffed the air and scanned the area with his ears. He heard all the normal wildlife and Seth;
nothing else. He knew it was irrational to be so careful, but this was his imprint he was protecting.
What was logical or realistic didn’t matter.
“It’s okay,” he said, turning to Renesmee. “It’s safe, Ness, come on.” He beckoned to her with his
fingers.
Renesmee went to him. “Wow, Jake,” she breathed as she looked around the meadow. The ground
was covered in wildflowers of every color. “This is beautiful.”
“I knew you’d like it.” He brushed her hair behind her shoulder and watched her take in her
surroundings.
She walked around for a moment, taking in the trees and looking up to see the clouds. She turned
back to him. “So it’s safe?” she asked. He nodded and started to walk toward her. She smiled
deviously. “I bet you can’t catch me.” She ran for the other side of the huge meadow, knowing he
probably wouldn’t have any trouble getting her.
Jacob shook his head with a smile, gave her a three second head start, then went after her. He went
easy on her at first so he could watch her as she ran, laughing and smiling. She was radiant.
“Come on slow poke!” she teased. “Is this too much for you?”
She didn’t realize she was playing with fire now. Jacob growled in response to the taunt and caught
up to her easily. Her eyes widened when he grabbed her around the waist and lifter her over his
shoulder. She screamed, laughing as she kicked her legs.
“Put me down!”
“I can’t do that. You called me a slow poke.” He poked her side. She squealed and tried harder to
wriggle out of his hold. “Oh, ticklish, huh?”
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