𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} [2] ✔️

9. A WOLF THING?

AS SHE REACHED OUT TO ETHAN, MY EYES caught Jacob's sudden shift in demeanour. He strutted forward, Renesmee's hand slipping away from his cheek, and extended his right arm in a protective stance, shielding her from harm.

"Enough show-and-tell for one day," Jacob declared, his voice firm and unwavering.

Show-and-tell? I couldn't help but scoff at the notion. Renesmee was no mere school project to be flaunted and displayed.

"Jacob," Edward interjected, his voice calm and collected. "They won't harm her."

Jacob's response was hesitant, his words laced with uncertainty. "I know, but let's not push it."

My confusion mounted as I watched Jacob's strange behaviour. What was his deal? Acting weird was an understatement. I locked eyes with him, my gaze piercing.

"What's your problem?" I demanded, my voice sharp and accusatory.

As Renesmee let out a drowsy yawn, her tiny arms stretched out like a sleepy kitten. She rubbed her eyes with her delicate fingers before placing her hand on her mother's cheek. My heart swelled with an indescribable warmth as I watched the adorable scene unfold before me. If only I were human, I thought, I would have melted into a puddle of goo right then and there.

Bella's voice broke through my reverie, "She needs a nap," she said, glancing at Edward.

I seized the opportunity to break the awkward silence, "Hey, Jake," I said, trying to sound friendly. "We should catch up."

Edward nodded in agreement, "Sounds like a good idea," he said, scooping up his wife and daughter in his arms.

"I'll see you later," Bella said, and they made their way out of the living room.

I couldn't help but feel that Edward knew something I didn't.

"So you and the wolf have a history," Kate asked me, her eyes gleaming with curiosity.

"We were friends when we were human," I replied, trying to keep my tone casual.

"Interesting," Tanya commented, her lips curling into a sly smile.

As I turned to face Jacob, his eyes darted nervously around the room. I could feel the tension building between us, like a storm brewing on the horizon. Joseph, always the instigator, egged us on with a sly grin.

"This should be good," he said, leaning back in his chair.

Jacob took a deep breath and stepped forward, his feet shuffling nervously on the floor. "Violet," he began, his voice barely above a whisper. "Look, it's a wolf thing."

I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity piqued. "What's a wolf thing?" I growled, my voice low and dangerous.

Jacob hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Um... You know about Seth and Ayla?"

I nodded, my mind racing with possibilities.

"And I'm sure you know about...?" Jacob trailed off, his eyes flickering to the ground.

I felt a bitter anger rising within me. "Well, I wouldn't know," I whispered, my voice dripping with venom. "It's a wolf thing."

A few snickers echoed around the room, but I couldn't tell who they came from. Jacob swallowed hard, his eyes pleading with me to understand.

"Then," he said, his voice barely audible. "You know we have no control over it. We can't choose who it happens with."

Suddenly, a memory flashed through my mind. Seth's words at the reception, his declaration of love for Ayla. The imprinting.  I felt a chill run down my spine as I realised the truth of Jacob's words. This was a wolf thing, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.