Jacob
For the next week and a half I spent every day in the woods with the wolf. I was beginning to wish that he could talk though, it was kind of weird being the only one talking. It was weird hearing other voices too, so when I heard his voice, as I was fixing my car, it came as a surprise.
"Hey, you need any help?" came an attractive male voice. I jumped slightly and rolled out from under the car, only to look up at the most breath-taking man I've ever seen. I felt my mouth drop open as I took in his tall lean figure.
He had smooth reddish-brown skin that was pulled over finely-toned muscles that were clearly visible because of his lack of a shirt. His hair was shaggy and about ear-lobe length. It was a deep smooth black that matched his eyes. His eyes...they made me do a double-take. They were dark, and so familiar as they looked down at me, a smirk gracing his lips.
"N-not really, I know how to fix it" I said after shaking my head a few times.
"What's wrong with it?" he asked, inspecting my car.
"I was just about to put a donut on the exhaust to dull the sound" I told him, sitting up and wiping my greasy hands on a cloth.
"Well, why don't you let me do it?" he asked, my eyes narrowed.
"No, I'll do it" I said sharply. I hated when men thought women couldn't do any 'manly' jobs like fixing a car.
"Uh, I'm sorry if that offended you. I was just being courteous" he shrugged, but looked genuinely sorry.
"Sure, whatever. If you want something to do, then watch" I said, then laid back down and rolled back under the car.
He did just that. I felt his eyes on my face, which I tried to ignore and pay attention to the job, but it was easier said than done. I then felt his hands enclose around mine, helping me get the ring in place I jumped slightly.
"Are you ok? You're burning up!" I cried, banging my head on the car.
"I'm perfectly fine, is your head ok?" he asked, pulling me out from under the car and pressing his scorching hands to my now throbbing head. If felt good, and oddly comforting.
"Uh, ya, I'm fine. Why are you here anyways?" I asked. It was a little odd that a random guy would come up and offer to fix your car.
"I was just passing by, and it looked like you needed some help, so I came to offer it. But obviously it was unnecessary" he explained with a smile.
"Um, ya, well, you can help me now, I need to go grab some ice" I said, slowly standing up.
"Ok" he said, and immediately laid down and got to work.
Meanwhile, I went inside and grabbed a bag of ice, holding it to my forehead as I went back outside.
"I'm almost done" he announced from under the car as I approached.
"Ok, um, thanks" I said, even though he was the one who made it worse in the first place.
"Ya, it was the least I could do for giving you a bump on your head" he chuckled, finishing up and rolling out.
"You know, you never did tell me your name" I commented as he wiped his hands and sat up.
"Oh, I'm Jacob" he said, standing up and holding out his hand.
"Drina" I told him, taking his burning hand.
"Drina, I like that. It's very...original" he said, I chuckled. I had never particularly liked my name because it was so out of the ordinary, but I got over it.
I then looked into his eyes again. Why were they so familiar? I hadn't even realized I had leaned toward him. I was now on my toes with my hand against his fiery chest.
"Oh, uh, sorry" I said, moving away.
"D-Drina, could I show you something?" Jacob asked softly.
"Um, sure" I said cautiously, a little confused, I still didn't know this guy. But oddly, it felt as though I've known him all my life. So I followed him into the woods, my heart pounding. What was going to happen?
He spun suddenly around to face me, a pair of denim pants in his hand.
"Could you hold these?" he asked.
"Um, sure" I said, taking them.
"Drina, I'll understand if you don't like me after this, or you're afraid, I respect that. But please, don't shut me out of your life completely, I just couldn't bare it" he said softly. I stared at him in shock. What in the world was he talking about? "Watch" he said, taking a few steadying breaths. Then suddenly, he began to grow, his figure contorting. Russet-colored fur sprouted rapidly from his skin and his back hunched and arched. Where the man Jacob once stood was now my wolf friend. I stood speechless, staring at him in awe. He was a... werewolf!