A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Renesmee sat up screaming. Only a second later, her aunt Alice rushed in to see what was wrong.
Alice sat on the side of the bed and smoothed her niece’s hair. “It was just a nightmare, honey,” she
said softly.
Renesmee sniffled and nodded. “I know, but it felt so real.” Even now, she could feel the tingle in
her back when the wolf laughed at her.
“I think you should skip the scary stories from now on.” Alice felt bad for her niece. It was obvious
she loved the boy, but she didn’t know if she could stay with someone whose very culture and history
scared her the way Jacob’s scared Renesmee.
“I think you’re right.” She wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry I woke you up. What
time is it?”
“Three o’clock in the morning. Try to get some more sleep.” Alice kissed Renesmee’s forehead. “No
more nightmares.”
Renesmee nodded and laid back down. After Alice left, she got up to quickly check the window. She
made sure it was closed and locked tightly. Before she turned away, she caught sight of the moon
hidden behind the clouds. Her eyes scanned the trees quickly, but she couldn’t see much through
the darkness. She shivered and took another deep breath. She felt as though she were being
watched. With another shudder, she made herself walk away and go back to bed.
~*~
“I don’t get it,” Jacob growled mostly to himself. Billy sat at the table playing Solitaire and listening to
his son as he paced the living room and ranted. “I’m Alpha, right? I’m the one who’s supposed to
lead this whole fucking operation and be an example to everyone else. I’m supposed to know
everything there is to know about being a goddamned Shifter. All those fucking legends talk about
imprinting like it’s something so fucking fantastic. I look at Quil and Claire and think maybe they’re
right. But . . . Fuck!”
Jacob clenched his fists and growled deep in his chest. He had stayed the night outside Renesmee’s
house as he usually did, but he had to force himself away after she’d had another nightmare. He
knew what they were. He could feel it in his gut.
“How in the name of God did I imprint on her? Why her? She’s so fucking afraid of me that she has
nightmares. She’s not an Alpha’s imprint.”
Billy picked up a three of spades and put it in its place above the other cards. “Are you saying you
regret imprinting?” he asked as he pulled another card from the deck.
Jacob stopped and rubbed his face with the palm of his hand. “I don’t know.” He sighed. “Yes. No.
Maybe. Fuck, I don’t know. When I think about her, all I see is her happiness. I want to be near her
and do everything I can to please her and make her happy. I fucking love her, Dad. So much. If I
was a man—just your normal, everyday, human man—I think we’d be good for each other. But I’m
not.”
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