Author Notes: I own nothing. All the characters are of the genius maker. Stephenie Myer. And this is my second fan-fic. I absolutely ADORE Leah/Jacob. And I hope to do loads more. Reviews are very must appreciated.
First I also would like to apologize for it being so long for the first chapter.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ripping, Tearing, Clothing piled on the ground as my body lunged at the woods, the path ahead of me obscured by trees, the moon high behind the clouds as my paws pounded against the earth below me almost in rhythm with the beating of the organ beneath my; now fur covered chest. The heat rising within my very body, boiling to the surface, expecting to have blood roll downward all along my front and hind legs, pouring out of my canine body. But instead the heat and blood stayed within the barriers of my small form. The only thing set was running, far away from the world. Placing all of my wait on my paws as I ran ferociously through the dark, night stricken forest. The pine scent pouring from the trees and brushing past my nose, my wolf-like senses taking in gulps of the nature filled air into my lungs, causing my ears to lay back as the aroma ran throughout my every being, Knowing within myself, I let out an Inner growl.
My front and hind legs feeling weak, as if they wanted to just give out on me, I slowly let out a low growl, pushing myself further and further. Allowing myself to leap from the cliff Jacob and I had been hours before when we thought neither of us could do it in that moment, he couldn't muster up the strength right then and there and now there I was, Leaping off of it, feeling as though I was suspended in mid-air for a matter of minutes before my front paws collided with the hardened earth below, followed by my hind ones within a matter of seconds. Running towards a clearing, I stopped abruptly, Tilting my head back, raising on my hind legs, pushing my face up towards Luna and allowing a long, drawled out howl to emit from my inner being, letting the emotion of anger and sorrow I had been feeling out within the empty night.
Long and dominant the sound rang throughout my ears, a howl like no other, filled with emotion and longing. Almost as if the animalistic nature and lyrics within it's hidden language soothed my soul and calmed the savage beast within my small, gray-ish form. Allowing me to collapse on all fours, Slowly transforming into my human self, Laying there naked on the earth, my tanned, thin form sprawled out, allowing the night air to cool my heated skin, the shiver and trembles my body was experiencing was not of the weather, it was of my own accord, the anger, hatred, sorry had finally built and I had released it in one long, drawn out, tiring run. But recognition swept over my face as I heard footsteps close to me, leaning my head up to look at the source, my eyes fell upon a wolf, long russet, bulk, powerful, alpha.
Recognition formed on my facial features as fast as a slap in the face, as my eyes gazed into the dark ones that sent me to a soul I knew so well.
And at that very moment, it was clear. I hadn't been soothed by my own howl, but the howl of another. How I hadn't heard his thoughts or felt his emotions I had no idea. But he was there, before me. Feeling a slight cool breeze brush past my inner thigh, I shook for a split second. Not for the fact of being cold, but the mere feeling. Noticing in an instant I had no clothing on my bare, tender skin, I slowly turned my back towards the wolf. Bringing my knees to my rapid, rising and falling, chest, I tilted my chin ontop of my knees and wrapped my thin arms around my legs. Allowing myself a sense of closure in the moment.
The heated breath on my neck and sudden shift in the space behind me made me realize he was no longer in his form. But behind me now, Naked from the heat emanating from his skin. "Jacob" I spoke hesitantly. I should have known the howl was no longer mine when dominance rang throughout every second of it.
Questions soon began to form within my mind. How long had he been there? How long had he been watching me? Had he followed me all the way from the house? Almost as if he could tell my concerned mind, a warm, overheated hand ran up my spine to my shoulder. Hesitantly I leaned against him, allowing his rather large, bulky, arms to engulf my tiny frame, or what tiny frame I had since I was a female wolf.