Anger… That was what he felt as he stormed out of the Cullen House. Jacob had just found out that his imprint had been a fake. Renesmee had been able to tell when she was born that he was going to kill her, so she used a part of her special power to trick him. He felt the urge to walk back in there and rip her to shreds but he resisted, knowing very well he would be killed in the process and he did not want to upset Bella. Instead, he continued to walk away, away from the house and slowly back to his tribe’s land where they wouldn’t be able to go. He wanted so badly to change to his wolf form but he remembered that he was on his last pair of tennis shoes and he would rather not walk around barefoot for the rest of the upcoming winter.
It was late fall, the leaves just beginning to fall from the trees after turning the beautiful fall colors that they do. The forest was almost lifeless except for a few animals doing last minute gathering. Jacob continued forward until a scent had caught his attention. It was sweet, it did not smell like the tribe or vampire but it also did not smell human. He followed the smell, deeper into the woods until he was closer enough. He peered out from behind a tall tree to an opening in the middle of the forest. The opening was filled with all kinds of lilies, as if someone had been planting them there for years.
The thing that caught Jacob’s attention was what sat in the middle of the opening. It was a teenaged girl with beautiful _(h/c)_ hair that framed her face perfectly. She was wearing a _(fav. Color)_ baby-doll shirt with dark jeans. He couldn’t see her full face because she was looking at something on the ground but he could tell she had striking _(e/c)_ eyes that were filled with concentration. Almost like in a trace, Jacob slowly walked closer to the point he could reach out and touch her but he stopped.
“Um, hello,” He spoke causing her to jump since she had not noticed him yet. “I’m sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.”
“Oh, it’s okay,” she responded, not looking up and placing her hands in her lap.
“Well I’m Jacob,” he greeted, hoping to strike up conversation with the girl.
“_(f/n)_,” she said to him, a smile playing on her lips. Jacob hesitated for a moment before continuing.
“I haven’t seen you around here, are you new?” he questioned while he sat down beside her.
“Yeah, I just moved to town from _(hometown)_,” she responded politely but did not bother to look up.
“Why don’t you look at me? Is the ground so interesting?” Jacob asked with a chuckle and earned a quiet giggle from her as well.
“No, not really, but I know what will happen if I look at you,” she replied quietly.
“And what will happen?” he pondered, tilling his head to the side.
“Stuff will, because I know you are not human. You are a shape shifter, one that turns to a wolf form,” _(f/n)_ told him and he sat in shock for a minute, how could she know what he was.
“How,” he started but paused as unsure how to respond.
“I thought it would be obvious for you, seeing as you can smell people’s scent, that I wasn’t fully human,” she responded, standing up stiffly with Jacob following suit and stepping closer to her.
“Please, what will happen?” he pushed for an answer, lightly grabbing a hold of her arm to keep her from walking away.
“Do you really want to know?”
_(f/n)_ paused for a moment, as if to weigh her choices, before finally sighing. She looked up to meet his eyes and he finally understood what she knew was going to happen. The only thing was, he couldn’t tell if he was happy or not.