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Renesmee's POV
I watched the all too familiar brown wolf pace the wood line near the house. Something wasn't right. I scratched my head in confusion as I recapped what had just happened; before the whole who was that thing. Jacob said he loved me; loved me, loved me. My lips turned upwards in a smile as I remembered the look in his eyes as he said it. He really meant it; everything finally came out, that it felt like a weight was lifted off of my shoulders. I heard a noise upwards, as if something had landed on the roof; something heavy. My eyes drifted slowly to where I saw Jacob; he was no longer there.
I walked slowly towards the staircase, looking up towards the roof as I began to step up to the second floor. It seemed to be eerily quiet, except for the squeaking of my shoes up the polished wooden steps. I gripped tightly onto the banister as I kept my eyes upwards toward the roof. Nothing. I stopped at the second floor, waiting. I swung around, as a surprise howl rang through the house. Jacob was right; it did not sound like any of the pack; in fact, it sounded as if it came from the roof. I shivered, as I began to back away, not realizing how close to the staircase I was, until my foot slipped, causing me to fall backwards.
But my fall was short; as I slammed into something heavy, stopping my fall, and holding me up. My head turned, to see Jacob's large wolf form right behind me, bracing me. My heart rate slowed, as I turned, my hands gripping into his coat. "Jake, it's on the roof!" I whispered to him.
He nodded, as if it tell me he already knew. He grabbed the hem of my shirt, slightly tugging me towards the stairs to go down to the first floor. I followed him, running down. As soon as we got to the first floor, he crouched down; he wanted me to get on his back.
Throwing one leg over, I tightly gripped onto his coat as he ran out of the open back doors. I turned my head back, looking for anything or anyone that was attempting to intrude on my family's household. There was nothing there; the night fell silent again.
Jacob's POV
Well? I asked for the report.
It's definitely no ordinary wolf, Sam chimed in, Jake, I think we're dealing with an actual werewolf. Where are you??
Heading to Cullen cabin. Meet me there in five.
Nessie had always been my number one priority. Keeping her safe, happy, and now, loved. My heart lifted as I remembered how she finally told me that she loved me too. I loved the feel of her fingers going through my coat; it drove me nuts as she slightly pulled. Ugh, disgusting! Keep your nasty thoughts to yourself, please! Leah's thoughts intruded.
No one asked you! Mind to the mission! I snapped.
"What's wrong?" I heard Renesmee ask me as I slowed to a stop in front of her cabin.
I growled slightly at the thought of Leah. She annoyed the hell out of me, like one of those pesky relatives that you wanted to kick each time they came around. Renesmee dug into her pocket for her keys, finally finding them. After she was in the cabin, I turned as my pack all finally stood in front of me. How do you know it's an actual werewolf, Sam? I asked.
Unfamiliar scent, not a normal howl of the wolf, a shifter, or even a coyote. Jake, it was on her roof. It was on two legs, and was covered in hair! Sam explained.
It jumped off leaping out of sight like a damned Vamp. We couldn't catch it, it was too fast. Paul added.
What the hell would a werewolf be doing here? Well, keep an eye out. You all know the deal. Seth, you can come inside for some food before you crash. Who's next up for shift? I asked.
I am! Quil nearly yelped in excitement. His bushy tail went from side to side.
Go. I ordered.
With a bark, Quil ran out of sight. Keep an eye out, all of you. I told the remaining members.
Renesmee's POV
I heard the sound of padded paws walk into the cabin. I turned to see Seth walking in. He stood and stared at me, his ears perked up, his head tilting in question, whining slightly. I laughed, and walked towards the hallway, "Let me get your emergency clothing," I laughed.
It was amazing how much my family and the wolves got along. As I grew, the alliance grew into an extended family. Any injury they had gotten, my grandfather would attempt to patch them up. He knew of their quick healing abilities, but, to humor him, they'd let him have his way of doctoring. Both my parents and my Grandparents kept emergency stocks of food and clothing, considering some of the wolves stopped by, eating the feasts my eager Grandmother loved to cook, and that some of the wolves would forget their clothing. We always made sure that they packed in their own clothing; we tried to be considerate since they could only tolerate the smell of us, and not want it on their clothing. Except for Jacob.
Seth took his clothing from my hands with his mouth and walked into the spare bedroom. I turned to the kitchen, preparing dinner for the wolf I had come to look at as a little brother; a little brother I loved dearly. My father adored him; he always said that Seth had pure thoughts. Poor Seth hadn't been able to even imprint yet; hopefully he would find someone soon. But, he always said he was content with protecting family. I began to fill a pot of water, preparing to boil noodles for some spaghetti when I felt arms wrap around my waist from behind me.
My eyes closed, as I smiled at the heat that suddenly rushed through me. My head tilted back; forgetting about the running water. I felt the hard chest my head tilted back towards, and felt him nuzzle his face into the crook of my neck, hearing him inhale deeply. I turned, leaning back against the rim of the sink, wrapping my arms around his waist.
Jacob looked down at me, his black eyes flooded with the love he had confessed. He licked his lips nervously, as he slowly lowered his face to mine.
"Oh! Sorry," We heard.
Jacob let out a heavy sigh of frustration, as he turned his head, growling at Seth. Seth backed away, and I let go of Jacob. "It's alright, Seth," I smiled at him.
Jacob looked at me, letting me go. "Impeccable timing!" He sniped at Seth.
Seth settled into a chair at the breakfast bar, "Well how was I supposed to know!"
I laughed as I turned my attention to the pot, finally placing it onto the stove. "Think we should tell Edward?" Seth asked.
I turned, and walked towards the breakfast bar, taking a seat next to Jake. I shrugged, "I don't know. If we do, you know he'll never leave again. I think this whole family has had enough drama to last a millennium," I smirked slightly, "I don't think it was that serious, do you guys?"
The two looked at each other; they had a look of weariness on their faces. "What?" I asked.
Jacob turned to me, clearing his throat, "Ness, remember anything about the Children of the Moon?" He asked me, folding his arms on the counter-top.
Children of the moon....where have I heard that before? My mind dug deep. Finally it hit me; but I thought they were killed off? A look of disbelief came over my face, "But I thought the Volturi killed them off?"
Jacob shrugged, "Maybe they missed a few."
AN- I know it was short, but thank you for reading!! I'm really into this story, and wanting to develop it up. Thank you!! Please remember to read and review!
