A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he demanded.
“What?” Embry was confused. All he’d done was talk to the girl. Jacob had made it clear they were
supposed to make her feel welcome.
“Do you think I’m fucking blind? I’m not an idiot. Why, in the name of all that is fucking holy, were
you touching her?”
Embry relaxed. “Come on, man; she said she was cold. You weren’t there, so I warmed her up. I’m
no idiot, either, and I really don’t feel like dying any time soon. She’s hot, but she’s yours. I got that.”
Jacob growled deep in his chest and shoved Embry as his spine shivered with the need to shift.
“Don’t look at her. Don’t talk to her, don’t even fucking think about her.”
Embry pushed back. “I think you’re taking this whole thing a little too seriously, Jake. Chill the fuck
out.”
“She’s my imprint. You back off. Remember who your alpha is, Embry. I can and will command you
to cut off your own balls if you don’t stay the fuck away from her.”
Embry held his hands up in a gesture of surrender. “I get it, Boss.”
Jacob narrowed his eyes for a second before he walked away. He went back down to the beach and
sat next to Renesmee. He felt better with her close to him. She looked up and smiled.
“If you’re cold, you can sit by the fire,” he said as he put his arm around her shoulders. “You don’t
have to sit out here all alone.”
She leaned into him. “I know I can.” She sighed and scooted closer to his side. “What did you need
to talk to Embry about?”
He didn’t like hearing that name on her lips. He clenched his jaw and stared at the ocean for a
moment before he answered her. “Just some tribe business.” He looked at her.
She nodded. She knew there was something else there, but she wondered if maybe it was
something she couldn’t know about. Thinking that just proved even more that she shouldn’t be
there. She smiled as much as she could and looked down.
“What’s wrong?” He started to play with her pony tail dangling down her back.
She sighed again. “I don’t know. I feel . . . You know that saying ‘outside looking in’? That’s how I
feel. I don’t belong here.”
Jacob gritted his teeth. “Did anyone say anything to you to make you feel like that?”
“No, everyone’s been really nice.” She looked up at him. “I can feel it, though. This whole thing is
so new to me and everyone looks like they fit. Quil and Claire, for example. They look like they
belong together. You and I . . .” She took his hand and held it against hers.
He felt like he was drowning. He made her look at him again and kissed her lips. “I told you before
I’d fight for this. I wasn’t lying. Does the difference in our skin color really mean that much to you?”
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