"Come on, stop." Jacob whines as you pack your things from his house on the reservation. You'd come here as a lone female wolf from a farawa pack. And hearing how all the men here referred to you had shattered your heart. Not jacob, never jacob.

He had imprinted on you. Not that you knew, that is. He had lured you into his ranks, into his home, but never quite into his arms. Jacob felt helpless, seeing you ready to disappear. He couldnt survive a life not loving you.

"Please, baby, please." he tries to grab you to still you, but you just shrug him off with tearful eyes. These people had been horrible to you, even though it was just pack introduction. It still ached knowing they still distrusted you.