水汐吸血鬼：Chapter 3
Title: Suishio Kyuketsuki: Chapter 3, Soot and Ash
Author: Mide
Characters/Pairings: Jacob/?, Edward/?
Genre: Slash
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: minor foul language, graphic scenes, sexual themes.
Summary: Jacob Black begins his first year of public schooling at Forks High School at the persuasion of his best friend, Bella Swan. However, he is not the only newcomer to Forks; an ethereal beauty threatens the normal abnormality of this small Washington town.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or the Characters, everything is for playplay.
Author's Note: Ugh, it has been too long, but not without promising results. I have chapter 4 written, but not edited and half of chapter 5 done so there will be more updates this week, I promise!~ For those of you who are familiar with the pointless test called the GRE, I must take it next month. In light of that, I have decided a great way to study the pointless vocabulary ETS wants you to learn is to incorporate them into my story and torture all of you. :D So crack open a webster's kids. It's time for school.
"Ugh....." Jacob's stomach growled. He could barely pay attention to the teacher pointing at a map of East Asia. China just looked like a giant pan pizza to him; he definitely should have eaten at least three more bagels and five more trays of meatloaf surprise at lunch. Due to his preoccupation with a new school and teenage hormones, he forgot he needed to eat thrice what a normal person would.
Pusan, Beijing, Seoul, Manila, Singapore, Bangkok..... They all just sounded like something good to eat at this point.
Just when he thought his stomach was surely going to collapse and create the next Grand Canyon right there in the classroom, the bell released him from his prison and Jacob almost had to stop himself from sprinting to the vending machine corner, crashing it open, and devouring all its content.
After jamming a dollar fifty into the machine Jacob slammed F9 on the keypad and chocolate melon bread dispensed from the spiraled metal. Jacob crouched, tore off the package and popped the bread into his mouth. Satisfied, an innocent smile grew on his face while he savored the sweet bread. Going for another bite Jacob stood up but was caught mid-mastication by cold hazel eyes.
Stunned, Jacob stood for a moment, wide eyed, staring at Edward, bread in mouth. He waited for him to make some kind of treacherous move or say something inappropriate. Jacob knew very well Edward had no business being near machines that strictly sold food, and Edward was undoubtedly up to his normal perfidy.
"....want some?" Jacob almost genuinely asked through his mouthful of bread.
"Hardly... " Edward sneered. "It has your dog drool all over it."
Jacob ferociously – almost animal-like – bit off a piece of his bread and said, "Hey! I was trying to be nice, but I can see that your girlfriend's friends are not important to you." Trying not to appear irascible, Jacob relaxed upstage a bit. "...the fuck you want?"
"My girlfriend is none of your business, Mutt." Edward whispered maliciously under his breath. He continued so only Jacob could hear, "Just keep yourself and your faggot thoughts away from Bella and my friends. The white one isn't for you."
"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't associate with your kind, or your friends –Bella aside." Jacob could feel his cheeks stinging as he falsely fulminated Edward's accusation.
"I didn't know when you phased your brain turned into a wolf's, too," Edward growled. He leaned forward to reiterate his point. Jacob's nose furled-- he hated the smell of vampires and Edward's scent was utterly sordid. He was far too close for comfort. "I heard you day dreaming from across the cafeteria. The guy with the white hair. Back off, or you're dead." With that Edward made his pompous leave.
"Hey... You can't just .... You're not the boss of me! " Jacob tried to protest, waving his bread and pointing with the same hand. His mouth was still full, and his cheeks were still flushed. Jacob swallowed. "Damn him, why can't he just mind his own fucking business." Glad that Edward's stench had dissipated and afraid to be late to biology, Jacob finished his bread quickly and hoped it would hold him over until after school, or at least until he could run off to the vending machines again.
Jacob walked briskly to his next class to get a chance at a good seat. Luckily he conquered one by the window; the breeze was calming, but he felt a bit warm from his argument with Edward. He rested his head in his arms on the lab table and sighed, stomach already growling again. Why had he come here? He should have just stayed in La Push with his pack where everyone else ate their weight in food every day and where he was in close proximity to protect those who were important to him. Who did he have here but an angsty, sexually frustrated girl whose boyfriend wanted Jacob far – very far – away. Granted, Bella had always been there for him since he'd come to terms with who he was, both as a gay man and as a werewolf. But somehow this seemed like Bella was asking too much of him. He hadn't made a single friend the first three fourths of the day and with his pessimistic, tempered attitude it didn't look like his situation was going to get much better or much cooler for that matter – Jacob was still stewing inside from the stench of the leech sticking his nose in Jacob's personal thoughts.
Restless, Jacob squirmed inside his arm-fort and turned to investigate which jerk had plugged the electric fan with their body mass. Before he could entirely focus on the object with his eyes, a slithering scent up his nose told him exactly who it was. Jacob felt cooler. He was standing in front of the fan, smiling and greeting the teacher. Jacob couldn't understand why, but a man who he hadn't even met yet-- his scent-- made him feel like he was floating serenely in a cool sea full of nothing but salt water and fresh air. He smelled almost good enough to drink. The stranger's teeth and hair were nearly the same color, and it was only when the teacher pointed over in Jacob's direction, guiding the new student to a seat, did he realize he was staring again. Jacob retracted to the comfort inside his burly arms and felt much hotter than he had just been feeling before the mysterious creature, whose name he had easily forgotten, made his arrival into the biology lab.
A thud indicated that his partner had been decided for him. Jacob thought he would sooner jump out the open window and escape than be called out for staring, not only now, but also this morning in the parking lot. Jacob opted to play opossum.
"Annyeonghaseyo?"
Jacob looked up from the desk at the person sitting next to him. His guard had been easily thrown off by his curiosity, playing right into the strangers hands.
"I thought that might get you to come out of your shell."
He smiled warmly for someone who had such a chilly aura about him, Jacob thought.
"I keep seeing you around school. I'm new here so I don't have a lot of friends yet. My name is Sung Hye Ki; it's nice to meet you." Sung Hye Ki extended his hand to Jacob, which had previously been in his crossed arms; his elbow still rested on the lab table they were sharing.
"Jacob. Jacob Black." Jacob slid his hand into Hye Ki's and it was welcomed with a firm grip. When Jacob's eyes met Hye Ki's the images around him seemed to give one, pendulous pulse that echoed throughout everything. The uncomfortable feelings, anxiety about school, and worries in the back of his mind about the fire from last night drained away and left only Sung Hye Ki's colorless eyes and soothing palm. Again, Jacob became enraptured staring at Hye Ki, this time with a proximity that was too intimate to go without being pointed out by the victim. Third time must be the charm.
"Do I have something on my face, or have you just never seen an 18-year-old with white hair before?" Hye Ki's tone was playful, but still marginally annoyed. Although he had been assailed by looks the entire day, it's a completely different story when the one staring into your eyes and shaking your hand is your new, resplendent hunk of a lab partner.
Jacob locked back into reality and without skipping a beat said, "Oh, taihen shitsurei itashimashta, Sung Hye Ki-nim."
Hye Ki raised one eyebrow in amazement and apprehension at the sudden neologistic combination of Japanese and Korean, "... Uh, it's fine ... You can just call me Hye Ki by the way; that's my given name. I didn't know there was anyone else who could speak Japanese around here."
"Huh? Are you talking about me?" Jacob pointed innocently to himself, not realizing his apology was regurgitated in a foreign language. He was still a little shaken from whatever just happened when Hye Ki introduced himself.
"Nandemo nai...." Hye Ki replied with a disappointed face, which turned toward where the teacher was making last minute preparations for the class. He didn't look back in Jacob's direction until they began their lab for the day. It was just as well, because Jacob was still sitting upright, dumbfounded with nothing on his mind but the fleeting moment of contact he shared with the newcomer.
As Hye Ki prepared the microscope and the slides they were viewing for their first activity, Jacob was fixated on a non-existant point, unchanged from the beginning of class. Jacob was drowning in thoughts of Hye Ki, specifically his frosty touch and his ashen eyes, which seemed to pierce Jacob's core and cool his temper of its constant calefaction. More than this, Jacob couldn't figure out why he had experienced such a chill and what had caused him to ponder someone whom he had never met before today. Jacob felt a frore finger bulge the side of his face, rousing him to the task at hand.
Hye Ki's pools of vision were shifted toward the contact point between him and the wolf, "Hey. If you're gonna stare all the time, at least look at these slides."
"Who's staring?" Jacob flinched as Hye Ki's finger intruded onto his flesh. He could swear his face was wet, wiping his cheek. Giving a disapproving look toward his partner, he shifted his view to his hand to find it was, on the contrary, dry, "I was concentrating. Let me see that."
Jacob grabbed the microscope and squinted into the lens. It was the cross-section of a plant; all the oblong cells were neatly packed in rows with fluid filling up the space between the square walls of each cell, the vacuole and the nucleus. The chloroplasts, mitochondria, and other tiny bits were impossible to view at this magnification, but it was easily understandable that by the square shape and the green color provided by the chloroplasts that this was, indeed, a plant of some sort.
Jacob was foreign to these types of things, "Wow this is really cool. Look, they are all lined up like dominoes! But wait, if plants are green why isn't the whole entire cell green?" Jacob looked up from the microscope inquisitively at Hye Ki.
"Like most living things, plants are mainly composed of water." Hye Ki smiled and grabbed the microscope from Jacob's section of the table and dragged it toward himself to change the slide. Biology and the chemistry of living things were mundane to his tribe – a necessity to becoming a yielder. "Take a look at this one."
Jacob slid the microscope over to him with a defiant look. He didn't appreciate the patronizing smiles or how he felt like Hye Ki was trying to teach him something basic like the alphabet. Looking into the glass, he saw what, at first, looked like a big, pink nebula. Taking a closer look, Jacob saw tiny circles erratically thrown onto the slide which composed the image he had initially interpreted.
"Kore wa?"
Hye Ki furrowed his brow and looked at the staring Jacob apprehensively, trying to determine whether his ears were playing tricks on him.
"Kotaenai no ka...?"
Intrigued by Jacob's question in a foreign tongue, and perturbed by his insistence to teach him the next slide, Hye Ki decided to try a little experiment of his own.
"Sekkekkyuu da to iimasu. Akai chi no saibou nan desu yo. Akai to Chi to Tama no kanji de kakemasu."
Jacob pulled out from the microscope. His face was full of contempt. "Do you think it's funny to keep talking to me in that squiggle language? I have no idea what you're saying. I wanna know what this one is, Mr. erudition."
"That's quite a big word for a teenager. They are human red blood cells. Do you see the difference between them and the plant cells?" Hye Ki's experiment didn't produce the answers he was looking for.
"Oh, yea they are more circular. And they look really unorganized. Those plant cells had it down." Jacob went back to the microscope fascinated. "And it never kills to pick a book up and read."
Hye Ki opened the text book to a photo of a magnified shot of human red blood cells. Jacob was an interesting kid. "Here's what they look like up close. I think they are such a beautiful color." Hye Ki admired the picture before turning it toward Jacob.
Jacob looked up and then over at the book, leaning forward to get a better look. "I think ... they look like checkers."
"Checkers? . . ."
"Yes. Red checkers." Jacob pointed at one of the ruby colored discs. "Don't tell me they don't have checkers in China?"
Hye Ki stifled a laugh. "Actually, I'm from Korea." He could never understand why most Americans assumed all Asians were from China.
"Oh well, I couldn't pay attention in geography today, sorry . . . " Jacob's stomach rumbled and nearly shook the room. He turned away from Hye Ki, his cheeks beginning to rouge.
Hye Ki smiled and understood why Jacob had trouble concentrating. Although Hye Ki had his own inquisitive objections for doing so, "Hey, are you busy after school? I need to find good places to eat around here. My treat," he invited Jacob to an early dinner.
Jacob might have been more apprehensive of not only Hye Ki's intentions, but also his own feelings, if his invitation hadn't included a free meal. "Are you sure? I eat a lot, so you better not cheap-out on me."
Hye Ki smiled, "Of course not. I'll meet you in the parking lot after I'm done with orchestra. Try not to stare at me this time."
"Eheheh, Yea, ok." Jacob nervously spat out a response. He felt uplifted by the invite from Sung Hye Ki.
"Good. It's a date then." Hye Ki nonchalantly went back to his textbook, thoroughly pleased with himself.
Jacob blinked a few times. A date?! he thought to himself, taking things too literally. The teacher had gone back to lecturing and Hye Ki was staring into his textbook. Unfortunately attempts at paying attention in this class were also futile for werewolves – Jacob couldn't stop basking in Hye Ki's chilly, lunar glow.
Jacob teetered on a parking barricade outside the school. It was breezy outside but not chilly enough. Jacob had been feeling warm all through art class. He felt like phasing, or taking off all his clothes, but he had promised to meet Hye Ki in the parking lot after school. Thrusting his hands inside his pockets, Jacob looked around the lot hoping his "date" hadn't forgotten about their plans.
He had been waiting almost 15 minutes, and everyone had already rushed home via car or school bus. Finally, Jacob could smell Hye Ki's disparate scent emerge from the school building, book bag and instrument case in tow. He had to stop himself from almost running toward the glowing man; he was hungry as hell and, well, he liked being around Hye Ki. Jacob could feel his body temperature fall slightly as Hye Ki aproached, squinting his eyes from the now beaming sunlight.
"Hey, sorry about that. I had to get the paperwork filled out to borrow this instrument from the school until I can get my own." Hye Ki set his luggage down on the ground in a parking space.
"Oh, it's OK. The weather is pretty nice anyway so . . ." Jacob looked up into the sky, unsure of what to say. All his stomach told him was that he wanted to eat. Now.
"I don't really like the sun much—it's too hot sometimes." Hye Ki looked up into the sky as well. The clouds were gone and he felt a little lost. Hopefully the forecast for cloudy with a chance of rain would carry out later this evening. "So where are we dining?"
Jacob shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth to answer but a blond blur swooped out of nowhere to tackle Hye Ki. Jacob was slightly alarmed but more so confused as to what exactly just happened. Within seconds, Hye Ki was no longer standing in front of him but pinned to the side of a nearby truck, the window cracked from the impact.
Hye Ki looked from the delicate hand wrapped around his neck connected to none other than a truculent Rosalie. If looks could kill. He thought, unsurprised by the attack. A confrontation was long overdue from this morning's patronization and rejection. He had been carefully warned not to double cross or upset Rosalie, but he didn't care much, and he wasn't afraid of her.
"If I have a headache later, I'm not helping you with any homework." Hye Ki reached up and rubbed his forehead – Rosalie hadn't loosened her grip.
"Nani yattenn da yo? Atashi no koto ga wasurerareru hazu ga nen darou." She had clearly been practicing and was clearly pissed.
"What do you mean, 'What am I doing?' I'm assuming this is not about this morning? Or is it? Would you mind letting me the fuck go?" Hye Ki wanted to laud Rosalie for her improvement in Japanese but it was getting hard to breathe. She released her grip but not her gaze.
"First, you reject me – ME, Rosalie Cullen – and then I hear you're going out of your way to spend time in the fucking dog house?" Rosalie knew well that Jacob could hear her every word from across the parking lot, which satisfied her in that his mutt ears were good for at least one thing.
"Empty the nails out of your cunt. I'll do what I want." Hye Ki went to walk back toward where Jacob stood.
Rosalie firmly, and quickly, cupped her hand around Hye Ki's wrist without turning to face him. "Don't make me hurl you into this truck," she growled. "Come home with me where we can keep an eye on you and where you are far away from that," she said, finally turning her head – in Jacob's direction, then back at Hye Ki. The serious, yet impersonal tone, in her eyes suggested Rosalie had other motives than her own to carry out.
"And if I don't?" Hye Ki, defiant, had been given little reason to care about anything Rosalie was threatening him with.
"I'll make sure Edward switches to every single one of your classes." Rosalie pierced Hye Ki's subordination with her golden eyes and smiled mercilessly.
Hye Ki flinched at the thought of having that pervert in his every class, reading his thoughts, and folded. "Tch. Fine. You win. Just let me get my stuff and reschedule." He wasn't about to lose completely, and also felt the Cullens' beckoning could have supreme importance.
Rosalie tried to protest but Hye Ki ignored her and trudged over to where Jacob waited patiently pretending he hadn't heard the entire conversation.
"Hey... are you OK? What's up?" Jacob was rocking on the barricade nervously again.
Ignoring the fact he had just inhumanely been assaulted, Hye Ki apologized. "I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to rain check you. I forgot I promised Rosalie I'd help her study and help cook dinner. Is tomorrow OK?" Hye Ki picked up his things, appearing rather irritated with the situation.
Jacob was a little upset that Hye Ki was blatantly lying to him, but understood why he had to do so. He picked up his book bag and the ennui he had to burden, thinking it was cute that Hye Ki was playing this silly secrecy game; he could tell it didn't suit him. "Yeah, that's fine; I should go home and help out at the reservation anyway. I think they need me." Jacob casually raised his hand in goodbye, neglecting to acknowledge Rosalie's presence, afraid he might try to nip at her. He turned and started to walk away from the school before any more harm was done; giving the facade that he wasn't hurt by the rejection. He could hear the two arguing in the distance.
Bella had already left for home as soon as school let out, so he was left walking home, which was an awfully long way by the means a human form can provide. Once he couldn't smell Hye Ki and the blond one any longer, he veered off of the road into the woods, continuing to walk in the direction of his house for another 10 minutes. Once he was sure he was out of touch with human civilization, he began to undress and stuff his clothes into his knap-sack. Jacob couldn't go through with ruining his first-day-of-school outfit. Strangely enough, thoughts of Hye Ki popped into his mind.
Korea huh? That's pretty far away. I guess I shouldn't feel so bad about coming from La Push to Forks for school. I wonder if he's handling the move ok .... No. Wait. Wait a minute Jacob Black. What are you doing? Who cares how he feels about that, you only just met the guy, he hangs out with the Cullens -- regardless of how cute he is -- and he's not a very subtle or necessarily nice person. Stop thinking about him and get home.
Jacob zipped his knap-sack shut and placed it loosely over his back. A stark naked boy quivered and writhed until he was made decent with fur, yellow eyes, and a bushy tail. Jacob sprinted instinctively toward his home, and when he arrived, jumped effortlessly from the ground, to a tree and through the open window into his bedroom. He jumped onto his bed and phased back into a pink, fleshy human, panting out of breath. It had been a while since he had run in his animal form.
Lacking homework, Jacob wondered what the rest of his family was doing. The quickest way to find them was to phase back into a wolf and hope that another member of his tribe was on duty and could telepathically inform him where his father was; he couldn't smell him inside the house. Jacob slipped off his back pack, neglecting to get dressed again, and got down on all fours. Once he was unable to speak in human tongues again, he called out for the help of his brethren.
Hey. Does anyone know where my father is? He's not at the house.
Oh hey Jakey! How was your first day of your new fancy school. It was Seth. He liked teasing Jacob and chuckled a bit.
Eh, it was all right. I didn't think you were on duty today. Have you seen my dad?
Yeah, well, I'm not. But special circumstances called, and I'm helping out to make sure everything runs smoothly. He's actually right here with me by the remains of that nasty fire. You should come up, I think your father was waiting for you. I'll let him know you're coming.
Ok, thanks, Seth. Jacob shed his fur and stood up to walk toward his closet and get dressed before heading to the woods. He wanted to talk to his father in person and since Seth was already up there, phased, well there was no reason for him to show up without a stitch on his ripped body, now was there? There wasn't anyone going to be there that he had to impress, anyway. He entered the woods in his human form, feeling completely at home with the nature that surrounded him. He would have felt more vulnerable and lost, climbing up toward the summit of the hill where a clearing had been burned, if he hadn't spent almost all his life in these woods. He felt like this was his true home, but he did appreciate the hot water heater back at his "normal" one.
Jacob's nose led him straight to the circular clearing. It was full of soot, ash and the remains of trees victimized by the fire. Billy sat near the center accompanied by a pacing; wolven Seth, and Sam was standing next to Billy, static in his wheel chair as always. They were watching an old, brittle, white-haired man sitting in the middle of the clearing with his legs crossed. Jacob recognized him as Quil Ateara, one of the oldest members of the Quileute.
Sam turned around, hearing Jacob approach them from behind. He smiled, "Hey Jake. We were waiting for you. How was school?" Billy was in his perennial, static mode seeming to be contemplating the same things that Jacob had left him with this morning.
"Oh, it was nothing special. But I am enjoying getting to meet new people." Jacob arrived to where his alpha was standing. "What's Old Quil doing?"
Sam looked over to where Quil was sitting, unmoved. "He's crossed over to the spirit realm, so we're guarding his body for him. He's trying to see if any of the animals nearby, or the remaining spirits of the ones who were unfortunate enough to be trapped in this freak-fire, can tell him anything about what occurred here last night." Sam looked around the man or other-being-made clearing, still in disbelief of it all. "We definitely know there were vampires here, I'm sure you can smell that. But we know it wasn't the Cullens." Sam held up a smoldered pendant embossed with a crest. "This isn't theirs. It's the insignia of a group called the Volturi."
"The Volturi? I thought the Cullens were the only blood suckers around here." Jacob felt his stomach drop. He didn't want to think about there being another threat to his pack lurking nearby.
"They are. The Volturi are from Europe – Italy to be exact." Sam put the pendant away. "They wiped out our brothers, the Children of the Moon, from Eurasia some thousand years ago. Seems like their leader wants the vendetta globally realized."
"If they were sent to kill us, why are they the ones dead? None of us did this right?" Jacob was trying to figure out how this could be possible if the given circumstances were true. If the Volturi had succeeded in rubbing out their wolf brethren from two entire continents, they were obviously not an organization to be taken lightly. "Don't tell me the Cullens..."
"I doubt it. The Cullens may have a treaty with us, but I doubt they would ever go out of their way to help us, especially on ground they are not supposed to be trespassing on. Although I don't think any of them would be terribly sad to see us go." Sam could tell Jacob had lost the trail to who the arsonist was. "Which is why Old Quil is roaming around with the spirits."
Jacob nodded. "So we're waiting." He looked over at his father, wanting to say something to him but he figured it was better if he just waited patiently in silence with everyone else.
Seth came up and rubbed up against Jacob playfully. Jacob laughed and scratched Seth's ears, "You're in a good mood for someone whose free time was taken away."
"Seth has good reason to. His imprinted mate started to return some affection the other day." Sam smiled, happy for the pup. "He's been floating on air lately, it's almost annoying, but I can't help but be happy for him."
"That's great! Good for you, boy." Jacob scratched his ears patronizingly again. "Who's the lucky gal?"
Sam looked toward Billy for approval, who was still staring at Quil, thinking, and Seth, unable to speak and too shy to appear nude, looked from Sam to Billy, then at Jacob and whined. Jacob could tell by the obtuse silence that it was something best not asked until later. Everyone went back to what they were doing, except Seth who was still busy having his ears scratched.
Right, ok. Not talking about that. Jacob chuckled to himself and wondered what it was like to imprint on someone. He wanted to ask Seth, but would have to be patient and wait for this escapade to be over. While Jacob stood and pondered imprinting in the silence, a single thought kept floating up from the back of his mind: Hye Ki. Jacob jerked and shuddered in shock.
No.... what if today that was... no. No. Forget It, Jacob, there's no way. You've only just met him today. In clear denial, Jacob tilted his head down to the floor and his eyes darted back and forth as if he was scanning his brain for the answers. I guess that would only make a stronger argument for the fact that it is ..... no. No, no, no. I would know, right? I would know my own body; I mean there would be some sort of sign – some sort of warning? Right...?
Suddenly Seth collapsed, writhing in pain and whimpering. All self-issues that Jacob was trying to work out at once evaporated and Jacob crouched down in panic and concern, "Seth? Seth?! Are you ok? What's wrong?! Phase out and speak to me!" Jacob tried to touch Seth in comfort and reassurance but it only caused Seth to nip at Jacob in pain and confusion. "Sam, I can't-" Jacob turned to Sam for advice.
Sam was also doubled over on the ground with both hands on his head gritting his teeth in a futile attempt not to scream. He finally gave in and let out a howl that was able to relay every second of pain he felt to Jacob's ears. Jacob was first confused, but was progressively becoming frightened when he saw that not just Seth, but everyone with a conscious mind around him was in dire pain for an unapparent reason. Jacob started to back up, cautious in the event that the attack was something contagious and, horrified, trying to develop a course of action for the present situation. He felt helpless.
"Looks as if my powers don't work on you." Jacob spun around and there was a pale, blond girl with glowing red eyes standing behind her dressed in shadowy garb and a black cloak. There was the same pendant Sam had just shown Jacob hanging around her neck, which attached to an amused look on her face. "What a shame. Looks like you get to have some fun with this one, Alec."
"Well, he's not really my type, but," a young man had dashed in from just outside the circle of ruins at a speed Jacob could not follow. Jacob faced his family and was met with another pair of blood eyes and smiling white teeth. "I guess I'll just be thankful you left me some prey this time, mia sorella." The man called Alec caressed the side of Jacobs face and leaned in longingly to have a taste.
Jacob's world went black.
Next Chapter will definitely be up this week. Even if I have to lose sleep over it again, haha.
Review and let me know what you think, especially if you think the vocabulary is too much. I really didn't make it too heavy at all (I don't think) but then again ....