Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, but Jessie is mine :p
The female wolf lets out a loud howl. The two male wolves move forward; they seem to be sizing me up. Not that I'm that big, because in person I'm only a whopping 5 foot 5.
I back into a tree and realize that I have no escape at this point. One of them goes back behind another tree. I hear a tearing noise.
"Whoever you are, you need to morph back now!" a man's voice says.
He comes out from behind the tree. And, man, is he tall. He could clear six feet easily. The man has somewhat long, dark hair and tan skin. He had brown eyes but they seemed distant.
Shake my head. There is no way I am going to morph when I don't have my clothes with me.
The man walks over to the female wolf and takes a small package from around her ankle. She tries to bite him, but he just says, "Leah," in such a powerful voice that she backs down immediately.
He walks the clothes over to me. I grab them in my mouth and go behind the tree. With my eyes closed, I morph back. I pull the clothes on. They're a but big, but I walk out anyway.
The man stares at me. He doesn't surprised, but stunned.
"You're a girl?" he says.
"Well, you catch onto things real fast," I say.
He watches my face and then grins.
"My name's Jacob, this is Leah," he points to the gray female," and Embry." He points to the other wolf.
"I'm Jessie," I say.
The wolf called Embry walks behind a tree and comes back as another tall guy.
"Nice to meet you, Jessie," greets Embry.
"Likewise, Embry."
"Hey, I hope you don't mind my asking, but, uh, why are you white?"
I laugh. "Well, my mom was white and I don't know who my dad was, but yeah," I say.
"Oh," he looks confused as he says, "well, then, how are you a wolf?"
"Why?"
"Usually only us," Jacob interrupts, "meaning Quileute, are wolves."
"Yeah, so how the heck are you?"
"I don't know," I say.
They all watch me, scrutinizing my every move.
"What are you doing out here, anyway?" It's a female voice.
The girl walks out from behind a tree and I catch my breathe.
Vampire!
I growl and it sounds weird coming out of my human throat. The girl moves behind Jacob. She's smart to be afraid of me.
Jacob begins to shake, but Embry touches his shoulder and he relaxes a little.
"Uh, Jessie, could you stop growling," Embry says. "Jake's kinda protective of Nessie."
"You do realize you're talking about a vampire, right? I mean, I'm not just smelling things."
Jacob stands up and grabs the girls hand. He pushes her bronze curls out from covering her face, and I see brown eyes. Brown eyes?
"This is Renesmee, my imprint," Jacob says.