A/N: As you can tell, this is just the prologue! It's short, I know. But I can promise the chapters will be longer! It will be in the point of view of our protagonist Delilah! You will grow to love her, I know I already have.
Bella Swan used to say that Jacob Black was like the sun. It used to be true. Without fail, the sun rises every morning. It brightens up the entire day. Jacob's smile and attitude could brighten up anyone's day.
Jacob Black used to say that Edward Cullen was an eclipse. But as it turns out, it was actually Bella Swan who was the eclipse. She was the one who stopped the sun from shining. She was the one who emerged the world in total darkness. When she chose to die, rather than be with him.
Fifteen years ago, she married Edward Cullen. Fifteen years ago, she made her choice. Fifteen years ago, Jacob Black also made his choice. It's been fifteen years since Jacob has stood on human legs. His mind is more feral than human. He's become an expert at blocking people out of his head. He barely even hears the rest of the pack anymore. They are a faint hum in the back of his mind.
He used to run all over North America, coming home every so often. But for some reason, fifteen years after they had left, the Cullen's returned to Forks for reasons that were unknown to Jacob. But he found himself coming back to La Push anyway.
He could smell her. She still smelled like strawberries and honeysuckle, but only slightly. He smelled traces of her scent when he passed into Seattle. The tiny bit of human left in him wanted to follow her. So he did.
He went back to La Push and spent his days lurking in the tree lines. His wolf still remembered the treaty, and now that they were back, he knew he couldn't break it. He wandered the forests.
Sometimes he wondered if the pack could smell him. But his wolf knew to flee every time he sensed one of them near. He didn't want to be near them.
He didn't want to be near anyone. He had already resigned himself to living forever as a wolf.
But then he saw her. Even in wolf form, he knew she was special. She was made for him. He had to know her.
Unbeknown to him, she was Delilah Parker. Long time La Push resident, older sister to a brother who had the Quileute genes in him. At seventeen years old, she was smart, sweet and extremely stubborn.
And she was in for the surprise of her life.