Jacob x Reader part 5

Author's Note: ~~In case you read the other parts before, I have changed all "Paul"s into "Sam"s because I realized I made a mistake in having a friend proofread them.

“Hi Carlisle,” you responded, shrinkingly slightly away from the stare of Jacob and Sam and you could tell they were extremely confused.
“Um, and how do you two know each other?” Sam asked first, not really directing it to you or to Carlisle.
“I met _(f/n)_ a while ago when I was with the Volturi. Who, at one point, wished to destroy all the Nymiadires because they believed they were too powerful,” Carlisle answered, giving you a small smile. By this, Jacob had gotten slightly closer to you since he didn’t like that you knew him. Was he getting jealous?
“I see, well she might be having another problem now,” Sam stated, eyes flicking to you and back.
“A problem? What is it?” Carlisle questioned, looking over at you from Sam.
“Werewolves,” Jacob said coldly before you could even open your mouth to speak. You pouted quietly and didn’t say a word, though you wanted to gibbs slap him for being mean.
“Werewolves? Here?” Carlisle stated, though it sounded like a question and looked deep in thought.
“I got a good whiff of them earlier but couldn’t track them,” Sam informed, leaning against a nearby wall.
“Well this can’t be good. For one, what would werewolves want with _(f/n)_ and two, they could start going after townspeople in hopes to increase their numbers,” Carlisle told the three of you.
“For all we know they could have already,” Jacob muttered, pulling you lightly towards him with an arm hung around your waist. This action caused you to blush slightly and you tried to hide it but the smirk coming from Jacob informed you that you had failed.
“We will need people out there watching the city while we try to figure out the numbers and why they are after her,” Carlisle stated, standing from the desk chair that he had been sitting at.
“I can get some of the extra wolves to take perimeter on the town,” Sam said, straightening himself out.
“Good, I’ll have some of us occasionally take a walk through town incase they already are inside. Let’s just hope we can get them before,” Carlisle paused, furrowing his brows.
“Before what?” Jacob inquired him to continue.
“Before the harvest moon,” you filled in the blank, drawing Jacob’s attention slightly.
“Werewolves seem to become a bit stronger on harvest moons, and unfortunately this harvest moon happens to land on the longest night of the year,” Carlisle told.
“This might be bad, they might know this and have everything planned out for the harvest moon. How much longer until it occurs?”
“Next Month.”
“That’s not long,” Sam spoke, seeming like he was in a deep thought.
“I guess that means we just have to move quickly,” you chirped in.