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Jacob's POV
Seeing Bella faint caused his tremors to subside, yet anger and rejection lingered in his veins. Jacob couldn't help but to want her desperately. Even while unconscious she looked absolutely ravishing. Jacob breathed in her scent once again, his muscles taut with awareness, almost to the point of pain. Her smell was so utterly potent. The light of the moon shone upon her, making her nightgown almost translucent. Jacob could see the delicate curve of her breasts and he wanted to tear the fabric from her body before savagely biting into her skin.
Mine!
The word echoed possessively in his head. Jacob wasn't sure if it was him or the wolf proclaiming that. Nevertheless, it didn't stop the images in his head. Blood would ooze from her mangled flesh and the taste would be like sweet nectar on his tongue. His claim would be forever imprinted on her skin. His hips jerked reflexively and he groaned.
Fuck. He was so close to losing it.
Forcing himself from the bed, Jacob swiftly leapt out through the window. He desperately needed the distance to calm him. Never before had he felt such emotions for another. Even after all these years, her hold upon him hadn't wavered. Instead it festered, driving him to near madness. A spasm suddenly coursed through his body and Jacob arched his head back violently. His fingers dug at the ground beneath him before transforming into thick paws. He could hear the sickening crack of his bones as they ruthlessly shifted and realigned in his body. Russet fur pierced through his skin and Jacob emitted a strangled moan. The transformation had occurred within a few moments, yet a lingering pain gnawed at the hollow in his chest.
Jacob lashed out at a nearby tree. Branches splintered with every slash of his claws as leaves swirled furiously around him. The sound of his snarls echoed mockingly in the silence. Jacob felt numb as he glanced down at the wreckage. A plant that had once been strong and healthy now lay broken at his feet.
He ran further into the woods.
His lungs burned as he pushed himself faster. Jacob darted past a stream before approaching a rustic cabin. Deep scratches marred the wood and the front door had been thrown from its hinges. The only thing covering the entrance to the house was an old woolen blanket nailed haphazardly to the frame.
Jacob leapt onto the porch and inside the house was silent. He padded down the hallway and towards the farthest room on the right. Like the three other bedrooms he passed, this one too was missing its door. Jacob nudged the fabric hanging from the doorway aside and cast his eyes upon his surroundings.
There was a mattress situated in the corner on the floor, bare except for a crumpled sheet. He went to it and lay down. The expanse of his body covered most of its surface. Having evaded his pack brothers earlier during their run, he knew he was in for hell when they returned, but forced such thoughts from his mind. All he wanted to do now was sleep.
Jacob closed his weary eyes as images of Bella flickered behind his lids.
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