His first words as he came the second time the grief gone from his eyes but the anger still lingered, 'I will protect you' they rang out over the wet forest and came back finally hitting my ears.
"Protect me? Me? Why in the world would you need to do that? Don't I have fangs; don't I have sense not to walk into danger? Don't I?"
My words just made his eyes flare up and his skin ripple until he took one shaking breath and became himself once again.
Then they came the words that were at the back of my head, the words that I knew would come out of his tight jaw.
"I need to protect you from me, from me and all the rest of them. The war is coming, Rosalie and it's a big and bloody one. One of these days the boundary lines won't hold us anymore, one day we will face not lovers but enemies fangs bared and a thirst for blood in our veins."
I didn't want to see him, anger growing until all his eyes were was deep pools of it, I didn't want to see him and realize the truth that was so plainly staring me in the face.
When I finally looked up, locking eyes with the man that brought out in me something new, strange and something dangerous for the both of us, and just when he saw it I felt it the tears that covered my cheeks.
"D-Do you have to say such things when I know, I know and that's one thing I don't want to know. Please just shut up, shut up or you'll ruin it all with these silly words."
It didn't turn into a blown argument as I feared; no he did something that shocked me making the tears just come harder and harder.
He held me to him like a little girl, which I was so long ago smiling my smile and giving a little bow for the guests foolish something I once though I wasn't.
The lips, coming together becoming one was the only comfort that I had these days, no fake smiles or thoughts with him, with the werewolf my lover.
"Jacob, you will protect me and I will protect you, don't you ever forget that."
