The next morning, he woke up and looked down at her. She was still cuddled up to his chest. She was sleeping very peacefully. He got up, careful not to move her too much and got dressed. He smiled proudly as he saw her ripped underwear lying on the floor. As he was about to walk out the door, he turned and walked back up to her. He lifted the animals skin she was under up. She was curled up, trying to keep warm. She looked so peaceful, despite the fact she had just spent the night with a werewolf. He saw the claw marks on her hips and the blood on the skins. Her creamy skin was also stained red with blood. As he stared at her, he made up his mind to work harder at controlling himself, for her. He covered her up walked towards the door flap. He opened it and walked out. He closed it behind him and walked over to the fire, where the last smouldering embers were still burning. He saw his father sitting there next to the fire, with a few of the other boys. They looked worn out and tired. Clearly they didn't manage what he had managed so easily. He smiled at the thought of his endurance and sat down next to his father.
"Hey." He said, as he sat down.
Billy looked at him, and then put his hand on his neck, turning to see more clearly, a love bite on his neck.
"Good?" Billy asked, smiling slyly to himself.
"Dad, seriously." Jacob said, as one of the other men handed him a coffee mug.
He took a sip, looked at his dad and smiled devilishly.
"Good." Billy said, he watched as other man came out the tent.
Jacob smiled as he too looked like he hadn't managed an all-nighter. Jacob chugged his coffee down and put it down on the ground next to him. He lay down, on the ground, taking in what had just happened. Billy looked at him, seeing the dry blood on his stomach sticking out from under his shirt.
"Jake?" he asked, touching it.
It was crumbling it was so dry. Billy looked at Jacob, scared of what he might have done.
"She's alive." Jacob said, sitting up.
He covered his stomach up wit his shirt.
"What happened?" Billy asked, worried about the extent of her injuries.
"My claws happened." He said in a whisper.
"I scratched her on her hips." He said softly.
He looked at his father.
"I nearly phased, dad. I was this close to killing her." He held up his thumb and index finger close together.
"Maybe I should stop." He said, looking into the glowing embers of the fire.
"You can't, you're alpha wolf. There is no quitting for you." A voice said from behind him.
Billy and he both looked back. Sam had just come back from patrolling.
"Everything go well?" Sam asked as Jacob got up.
Jacob shook his hand and Sam saw the blood on his hands.
"Ah, evidently not." Sam added.
"No, I went fine, I just scratched her." He said, sitting back down.
Sam sat down next to him.
"Are you sure there is no way to turn her?" Jacob asked and Sam sighed.
"There is no turning her, we're not vamps." Sam said, taking a mug of coffee from one of the men.
Jacob sniffed something, and then turned to face Sam. He sniffed his arm.
"Talking about vamps." He said, clearly getting hyped for the possible impending fight.
"Seven of them, in the woods last night." Sam said, looking at the fire.
Jacob looked at his face, he was worried about something.
"The Cullen's?" Jacob asked, throwing it out there, just in case.
"No, these were others. They were much more tanned, for a vampire anyway." Sam said.
"Jake, they were so fast, they out ran me." Sam looked at him.
"They might be stronger than the Cullen's." Sam said, turning to look at Jacob.
Never, in all the times they had hunted down a vampire, had one ever outrun them. Not one. Jacob looked into the fire.
"We have to keep a low profile, hope they move on." Sam said, sipping his coffee.
"They're vampires; we're made to kill them." Jacob hissed at Sam under his breath.
"Not these, Jake. They might just kill us," he stopped, looking at the ground next to them.
"Or who we hold dear." He said.
Jacob thought for a second, and then realized what Sam had just said. Sam nodded.
"I caught them outside our home last night, I had to phase in front of Emily. She was terrified." He shook his head.
"They got so close, and I didn't hear a thing. Not a whiff." He said, getting up.
"I've got to go." He said; throwing the rest of the coffee out on the grass.
"See you later." He said, running off into the woods again.
Jacob looked at Billy and then back at his tent. Cerise was in there, alone.
"Go to her." Billy said.
Jacob looked at him.
"How did you get here?" Jacob asked.
"Rachel's coming to get me later. Go, keep her safe, Jake, for all of us." Billy said.
"You remember." Jacob said.
Billy nodded.
"How could I forget, when I saw her the first time, I knew. You knew too." Billy said. Jacob nodded and walked to his tent, disappearing inside. He sat on the ground, watching her until she woke up. She smiled unthinkingly to herself and opened her eyes. She looked up at him sitting on the ground nearby and held her hand out to him. He got up and went to go lie next to her. She snuggled up to him and he held her around her waist.
"Mmm, good morning." She whispered.
He smiled and laid his head down on the pillow.
"Morning." He replied, somewhat disturbed by what he had heard.
"So, when do I help you pack?" she asked.
He didn't catch what she said. He was thinking how fast someone would have to be to outrun Sam and the two packs. He looked down and she was looking at him expectantly.
"Sorry, what was that?" he asked her.
She sighed at looked at him.
"When do you want to pack up your things?" she asked, looking towards the door flap.
"To move in with me." She said.
He remembered their conversation last night.
"ASAP." He said, kissing her on top of her head.
The more time he spent with her the better. He had to protect her. His family. She rolled over and looked at him.
"Great, how's today for you." She smiled.
He smiled his perfect smile, with his glinting fangs catching the light.
"Perfect." He smiled.
That day, after taking the tent down and fixing up the place, they went home, they packed up his things and drove off to their home.