Lethal misfortune
Author's note: I do not own anything. All characters in this story are from Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Saga. I do not feel the need to re-type this message at the beginning of every chapter so I'm only going to say this once. "I don't own anything." Also, this is my first prologue of my first fanfic ever so plz help me out and give me comments so I can give you better stories! Thanks, ~Erin
Prologue
Jacob sat anxious on the edge of the bench, his thoughts on the verge of worry. His eyes shown like glass in the darkening night as he awaited the message from Sam. The sky was fading from twilight to deep midnight blue as the sun set over the water at First Beach. Jacob had not yet decided if he wanted to be alpha for both packs when the accident happened that morning and this had made up his mind. Sam had posed the question to him earlier that week but Jacob was not sure he was ready to accept the position of authority over at least 10 werewolves. The thoughts of that morning played though his mind like a fuzzy movie running slowly rewinding the parts that he had not caught the first time. He had not been paying attention to the situation until it had been too late.
