Wolfie
Jasper Whitlock/Hale x Fem!Werewolf!Reader
Request:
hiiii! idk if you’re still writing about jasper, but i was wondering if maybe you could do like where jasper is dating a wolf, like from jacobs family, and they are fighting the newborns and jasper nervous for her, and like after the fight the volturi comes and the reader stays with jasper and like clings too him, but she’s still like in wolf form? i don’t know if that makes sense but i’ve been trying to find a story like that but i can’t sadly and i rlly like ur stories so i was hoping you’d write it:) if not it’s totally fine, i totally understand if you cant!
much love xxx<3
Warning(s): Canon-level violence and related mentions of blood, broken bones, etc.
Notes: My first twilight imagine! Yay! This is way too long but I hope you like it. I had to rewatch Eclipse to write this. Honestly, the movies are pretty good all things considered.
Summary: Wolves and Vampires are meant to be mortal enemies. But, occasionally, there are times they work well together. Fighting newborn vampires is one of those times. Of course, you and Jasper never liked the whole rivalry in the first place.
You met Jasper in the woods.
The only place you could go to be what you truly were. Do what you truly loved. And that was running.
Whether it was in wolf-form or not, you would run through the trees and feel the wind whipping at your face. It was freeing, you felt connected to your roots and to the wolf inside you.
You usually ran alone, since no one could ever keep up with you. Not even Jacob. Hell, Jacob’s motorcycle couldn’t keep up with you.
Your dad, Billy, said it was a special spiritual connection you had, being able to run so fast without shifting into wolf form.
A running partner would be nice though, someone to talk to while running instead of just filtering between your thoughts and Sam’s, and Jared’s, and Paul’s until you got far enough away for radio silence.
You thought about asking Sam a couple of times, but he was such a stick in the mud you knew he’d kill your vibe if he even agreed to go. And Paul and Jared got on your nerves so you didn’t even let your mind go there.
It was kind of lonely sometimes.
But not today.
You weren’t sure if it was werewolf instincts or basic human intuition, but you could tell someone (or something) was following you.
If it was Jacob or any of the other boys, you could recognize their scent a mile away, but there was nothing. You couldn’t smell anything (wasn’t close enough) and there was nothing to see or hear, but it was definitely there.
The scent of fresh blood nearby made it seem like it was a predator. Perhaps a mountain lion or a real wolf, which didn’t worry you as much as the alternative. If push came to shove, you could take one of those things.
Something flashed through the trees overhead and you gasped, feet digging into the dirt as you skidded to a stop.
Your heart was pounding as you glared at the forest around you. Something was there. You could smell it.
“Where are you?” You said, softly, more to yourself than to the creature stalking you.
You heard leaves rustle and followed the sound, turning in circles and getting increasingly more worried as the thing circled you. “Show yourself, coward!”
God, you wished you could get that telepathic link back and call for help. You supposed you could shift and howl if things got really desperate. But that sounded humiliating, especially if this thing was a vampire.
A large sense of calm suddenly washed over you, the weight of worry lifting from your shoulders and you sighed almost involuntarily.
A man walked out from behind a tree.
“Sorry,” he said. “I had to get close enough to calm you down. Didn’t mean to scare you.”
He was blond and lean and he smelled like rotten candy. His skin was riddled with scars, spaced thickly together on his neck and jaw. Others lined his arms in a faded white that told stories. He had been in more fights than you could imagine, and he'd never lost.
His eyes were strikingly gold, but there was a darkness behind them.
You had the feeling you’d do anything for him. If he asked you to kill yourself you would without hesitation.
And oh- oh no.
Panic began to build again and the handsome stranger strengthened his gaze on you, your emotions shifting back to calm. But there was something else, too.
That desperate, longing feeling…the strong desire had vanished too.
“Wh-what did you do to me?”
The man’s face softened. “I just calmed you down. That’s my ability; I can control emotions.”
“A-ability? What are you-“
You felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over you as the realization set in. It made sense: the speed, the smell, the golden eyes.
Your imprint was a vampire.
“I’m Jasper,” He said. “I know your scared. This is not a normal thing… at all, but Alice- uh, a girl in my family, she can see the future. And she saw us, together.”
It was all too much at once. You felt like you were drowning. You couldn’t get over the simple fact that a vampire was your imprint.
The creature that caused your transformation- your extremely painful and terrifying transformation- was your soulmate. The perfect match for you.
God, your ancestors must be rolling in their graves.
“I-I’m sorry…this is just so strange. I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around it…” you said.
“That’s alright.” He- Jasper replied. “Can I come closer?”
He was stood about ten feet away from you, a respectable distance, which you were thankful for.
You took a moment to consider before replying. He was a vampire, he could kill you without a second thought, but he was also your imprint. He’d come so close to Quilete land just to find you and he’d been nothing but kind since he revealed himself.
“Okay… yeah, yeah, you can come closer.”
He smiled, relieved, and closed the distance between you.
As he neared, you realized how tall he was. But instead of threatening, it was charming.
And his scars, you realized with horror, were bite marks.
Jasper chuckled. “I didn’t think the wet dog smell would go away, but I was prepared to make sacrifices.”
You smiled, feeling more at ease (whether that was yourself or his powers, you didn’t know, but would come to learn the difference). “And you don’t smell like rotten candy anymore.”
That made him laugh. “I didn’t know we had such an aroma.”
That desire was starting to creep back in. You wanted to know everything about him, wanted to be near him all the time, wanted to smell the sweetness of him. It was a pleasant feeling and wasn’t unwelcome any longer. You guessed that’s why most shifters felt happiest by their imprintee.
He reached up a hand and caressed your cheek.
“Your hands are cold,” you said.
“I’m sorry.” He replied, retracting his hand.
“No, no,” you grabbed it gently and placed it back on your cheek. “I like it.”
If vampires could blush you were sure he would’ve.
You kept one hand over his and used the other to feel up his arm and over his chest, trying to commit every curve to memory.
“And you’re so warm,” he whispered, placing his other hand on your waist and pulling you ever so closer.
“I guess we’re a good match then,” you replied, just as softly. It felt strange to be so intimate with someone you’d just met. But nothing had ever felt so right.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked.
You hummed. “Yes, please,”
His lips were cold, like the rest of his skin, but they were soft and gentle, easing into the kiss. Your stomach fluttered and you shivered as he ran his hands up your arms before curling around your back.
Your fingers knotted in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more.
That desire inside strengthened, but you supposed that was just the way it felt to kiss your soulmate. And, god, did it feel good. The same hands that could end your life in a single motion were holding you tenderly.
You finally pulled away to catch your breath (Jasper could’ve stayed right there kissing you forever) and pressed your forehead against his.
“By the way,” you said. “My name is Y/N.”
It was the scandal of the century when you left the pack to be with a vampire.
Your dad didn’t like it, but he supported your choice. And, unlike your brother, he still talked to you when you visited.
Jacob practically disowned you. He hated vampires and it only got worse when Bella Swan fell in love with Edward.
Jacob felt like the Cullens were taking away everyone he loved and they were going to turn them into cold, heartless bloodsuckers.
Which was preposterous at best. All the Cullens were very aware of themselves and what it means to be a vampire. Most of them didn’t have a choice in the matter, being what they are. And despite them not beating, they still had hearts.
Hearts that welcomed you and loved you the moment you stepped through their door.
Well, Rosalie needed some convincing and Edward was less than thrilled, but the others were great!
Of course, it was an adjustment having an alive person in the house and not wanting to rip their throat out. You just made sure to avoid bleeding at any cost, as if that wasn’t something you already did.
Alice immediately accepted you as her sister and you thanked her for leading Jasper to you, which she insisted wasn’t necessary.
And Bella, the girl you once babysat over summer, was surprised to see you when she visited with Edward the first time.
“Y/N?” She said when you came into the room with Jasper.
The two of you had just been out hunting/running and you smiled wide when you saw her. “Bella!”
You guys hugged.
“Wha- why are you here? Jacob said you weren’t around anymore.”
“Um. I’m not, sort of.” You replied. “Let’s talk in the other room shall we?”
“What’s going on, are you a vampire, too?” Bella asked.
“I can’t believe you know that already, but no, I’m not a vampire. I’m...something else. I can’t tell you what I am, you know too much already. I’m with Jasper though. He’s, uh...he’s like my soulmate.”
“Soulmate?” Bella said. “Vampires have those?”
“I guess?”
Of course, Bella was the start of SO many more problems. James, Victoria, and Laurent, Bella’s papercut, the Cullens leaving town (and leaving you and Bella behind), Bella finding out about the pack, and the Volturi finding out about Bella and you.
But those events had brought an understanding between you and the boys.
Which brings you to where you were now, celebrating Bella’s graduation.
“Quil, Embry, Jake!” You threw yourself into each of their arms, hugging them. “So glad you guys came!”
Jasper was standing nearby, not one to leave your side very long, and Jacob shot him a sour look.
“Hey, Y/N!” Embry replied, ever the optimist. “You need to come visit again soon. Sam sucks as a wrestling referee.”
You laughed. “Give me a call next time and I’ll be there.”
“Will do.”
“Seth misses you, too,” Quil said. “Won’t shut up about how you made life with Leah more bearable.”
“Oh, you guys should leave her alone.” You chastised. “She’s just as sour as Sam, anyway,”
The boys shrugged and grinned. Neither conforming nor denying your words.
You glanced over to the stairway to see Bella and Jasper talking to Alice. Alice looked frightened. And that was never good.
“They’ll be here in four days,” Alice said, once the present Cullens and the four shifters gathered in a side room.
“This could turn into a bloodbath,” Carlisle said.
You exchanged a look with Jasper.
“Who’s behind it?” Edward asked.
“I didn’t see anyone I recognized.” Alice said. “Maybe one.”
“I know his face,” Edward said, reading Alice’s thoughts. “He’s local. Riley Biers...he didn’t start this.”
“Whoever did is staying out of the action.”
“Must be playing with the blind spots in your vision,” Carlisle said.
“Either way,” Jasper spoke up. “The army’s coming and there aren’t enough of us to protect the town.”
“Hold on,” Jacob said. “What damn army?”
“Newborns.” Carlisle explained. “Our kind.”
“What?” Jacob turned on you. “Did you know about this?”
You shrugged and smiled sheepishly. Yeah, you did.
“What are they after?” Embry asked.
“They were passing around Bella’s scent,” Alice said. “A red blouse.”
“They’re after Bella?” Jacob said. “What the hell does this mean?”
“It means an ugly fight,” Carlisle said. “With lives lost.”
Jacob looked to Quil and Embry, a decision being made between them.
“Alright,” He said. “We’re in.”
“No,”
“Bella-”
“You’ll get yourselves killed, no way.”
You sighed, resisting the urge to roll your eyes.
“I wasn’t asking for permission,” Jacob said, lowly.
“Edward,” Bella pleaded, looking towards her boyfriend to back her up.
He gave her no such rewards, looking between the boys and Bella before saying, “It means more protection for you.”
“No, I won’t let you do this, Jake,”
“He can take care of himself, Bella,” You said, glaring at her.
“That’s not what I meant!”
“Then what was it?”
“Look, just because you decided to abandon them-”
“Oh, that’s rich coming from you!”
“Enough!” Carlisle interrupted. “Jacob. Do you think Sam would agree to...an understanding?”
Jacob’s jaw tightened and he got that brooding look in his eye. “As long as we get to kill some vampires.”
Asshole.
“Jasper?”
You looked to your boyfriend who had been sitting quietly next to you for the better part of the conversation.
“They’ll give us the numbers,” he said. “Newborns won’t even know they exist. It’ll give us an edge.”
“We’ll need to coordinate.”
“Carlisle, they’re gonna get hurt.” Bella protested.
You bit down on your tongue and Jasper sent a wave of calm over you.
“We’ll all need some training,” Carlisle replied. “Fighting newborns requires knowledge that Jasper has. You’re welcome to join us.”
Jacob nodded. “Alright. Name the time and place.”
“Jake. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into.”
“Bella, this is what we do.” Jacob replied, icily. “You should be happy. Look at us. Working together.”
He looked over at you. “And you are the one that wanted us to get along, right?”
“Asshole.” You said, a bit of a smile tugging at your lips
“Bitch.” He replied, smirking.
After that you returned to the Cullen house. Not much was said as you and Jasper lounged on the couch, reading. You could tell he was thinking about the approaching fight and his past battles because he never turned a page.
When Edward returned from dropping off Bella, you could tell by the way he stalked into the room that he was looking for an argument.
“Must you always provoke her?” He asked.
You looked up from your book. “What, did the princess complain about me the whole way home?”
The disgusted look on Edward’s face only grew at your reply. “What’s your problem with her? I thought you and her were friends.”
You snapped your book shut. “Look. She may have you and my brother wrapped around her little finger, but not me. Someone has to be the bearer of bad news that the world doesn’t revolve around Bella Swan.”
“She’s in danger, Y/N. The least you could do is try to be civil.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know that she was the only life that mattered here-”
“Stop.” Jasper said, sternly. The snapping of his book closed filling the room and shutting the two of you up. “Edward’s right. If you can’t keep this little rivalry you have-”
“Rivalry?” You were standing now, absolutely aghast at his accusation.
“Y/N-” He began, reaching out for you, eyes trained on you.
“Don’t.” You spat. “Don’t play with my emotions right now. Don’t you dare.”
He had the decency to look guilty about it.
You stormed out of the room, making sure to knock into Edward’s shoulder as you headed for the balcony.
The anger was bubbling up. If you didn’t leave now you’d shift in the house and destroy something or hurt someone. And it helped that you couldn’t stand being in the same room as those two right now.
You climbed onto the railing and dove off, shifting halfway down and landing on all fours. You took off running into the woods, making sure to howl to really twist the knife in Jasper’s gut.
Rivalry? You thought. Rivalry?! Who does he think he is? We don’t have a rivalry. It’s not like were competing for a spot on team Cullen. Bella’s just like that annoying younger sister who gets everything she wants, leaving you to the sidelines. To rot like second best-
You skidded to a stop.
Oh, shit. Am I jealous of her? No. No way. Not jealous, just...
The anger began to dissipate into confusion and hurt.
It made sense all of the sudden. You were jealous of Bella.
You’d tried for years to get the tribe and the Cullens to get along. They made you choose. To pick between family and love. But then Bella came along and was able to live in both worlds. She didn’t have to pick.
It helped that she was pretty ignorant to it all for a while. You knew too much, more than she did. You knew the tribe’s history, to the connection to vampires. You knew all of the Cullen’s darkest secrets and dreaded pasts. You were fully immersed in a way she never could be.
And it wasn’t that you wanted any evil vampires to try to kill you, but it would be nice to not have to face the consequences for the choices Bella makes. For her to undo all the progress you’d made just by existing.
It would be easier if you were a vampire instead of a shifter. You can’t say you hadn’t thought about asking Jasper to...well, he’d never agree to it anyway. And who knows what it would do to you.
You shifted back, realizing where you were. Stopped dead in the same spot you’d met him. In that little clearing between the trees.
The leaves rustled in the wind and you shivered. Your clothes had ripped off with your transformation, leaving you cold and alone.
But you couldn’t go back. Not yet. You were still mad, even though the anger was gone. His words hurt. You weren’t ready to see him yet.
So, you shifted back into a wolf and curled up against a tree. A nice sleep in the woods might help you clear your head.
You sensed Jasper before you saw him. Your eyes opened as you caught that familiar sweet scent that only he carried.
You sat up, having turned back into a human sometime through the night, and rubbed your eyes. “I know you’re there. You can come out.”
He slunk out from the trees. He was carrying a fresh pair of clothes for you and had a blanket slung over his shoulder. You could’ve kissed him.
He handed them to you gently, allowing you to reach out and take them from him.
He kept his distance as you dressed, about ten feet away.
Once dressed, you tossed the blanket over your shoulders and smiled tiredly at him. “Now doesn’t this look familiar?”
Jasper chuckled. “Can I come closer?”
You nodded, beckoning him forward. “Come on,”
He sat next to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and you rested your head on his shoulder.
“I’m sorry for what I said. That wasn’t what I meant and I should’ve thought about my words before I spoke.”
You shook your head. “No, you were right. I’m carrying this distain for Bella and I need to let it go. It’s not making anyone happy and if her and Edward are going to be together, I’m gonna have to get used to it.”
Jasper hummed, kissing your temple. “She could never replace you, you know?”
“Yeah...thank you.”
“We’re supposed to go meet with the wolves for training in a few hours. Do you want to go back to the house for breakfast beforehand?” He asked.
You furrowed your eyebrows. “But you guys don’t eat?”
“I...may have bought a bunch of your favorite breakfast foods. To make up for my mistake.” He said, a little sheepishly.
You laughed. “Never change, Jasper Whitlock.”
“Is that a yes?”
“That’s a yes.”
You both stood, holding hands.
“Do you think...” You bit your lip. “Can I invite Bella over? I can’t eat all of that breakfast by myself.”
Jasper smiled. “That’s my girl.”
Emmett flew through the air, hitting the ground with a crash that would’ve killed any human. But he got up with a ferocity in his eyes and said, “again.”
Edward pulled up in his silver jeep carrying you and Bella in it and parked half-hazardly in between two trees.
You got out from the backseat and immediately went to Jasper’s side.
“Wouldn’t even let us eat breakfast alone,” You whispered. “I think he thinks I’m gonna eat her or something.”
Jasper bit back a laugh and turned with the rest of the family as the Uley back emerged from the trees. All ferocious and upset looking.
“They don’t trust us enough to be in their human forms,” Edward explained.
“They came, that’s what matters,” Carlisle replied. “Will you translate?”
Edward nodded.
Carlisle and Jasper approached the pack, standing before Sam, Jared, and Paul. You hung back by Bella and Alice. Last thing that bridge needed was a loose board.
“Welcome,” He began. “Jasper has experience with newborns. He’ll teach us how to defeat them.”
“They wanna know how the newborns are different from us.”
“They’re a great deal stronger than us,” Carlisle explained. “Because their own human blood lingers in their tissues. Our kind is never more physically powerful than in our first several months in this life.”
With no further questions from Sam, Carlisle turns the speech over to Jasper, who swaggers to the center of the group’s gaze like he was made for it.
“Carlisle’s right,” He said. “That’s why they are created. A newborn army doesn’t need thousands like a human army. And no human army could stand against them.”
A growl from Sam.
“Now, the two most important things to remember are first, never let them get their arms around you - they will crush you instantly - and second...never go for the obvious kill.”
You smirked.
“They’ll be expecting that. And you. Will lose.”
Jasper turned to his side of the group. “Emmet.”
Now things were going to get interesting.
(Tbh just go watch the scene on YouTube for this, not much changes besides the Alice and Jasper stuff and there’s a bit extra at the end.)
“Don’t hold back.”
“Not in my nature,” Emmet replied, grinning.
You nudged Bella and she looked at you. You lifted your fingers and counted off three, two, one-
Emmett surged forward, plowing into Jasper's middle like a football player. Jasper, expecting this, planted his feet and dug them into the dirt as he was pushed backward.
Emmet threw him over his shoulder, sending Jasper spiraling into the air and landing messily on the forest floor, but never falling. He sprang up and sprinted right back into the fight.
Emmett swung, Jasper ducked and caught his arm, sending him onto the forest floor.
Jasper smirked. “Never lose focus.”
You hoped the pack couldn’t smell the desire radiating off of you.
Edward and Carlisle squared up to demonstrate next, Jasper looking on as a coach.
Carlisle gave a curt nod and the fight began. Carlisle slid, Edward jumped over. Boom, back up and running. They caught each other by the neck, forcing each of them to make steps backward.
You glanced at Jasper, who was expressionless, silently observing. You heard Sam growl from nearby.
Edward went spiraling as Carlisle threw him over his shoulder. You felt Bella tense next to you.
Carlisle threw a punch, Edward ducked, Carlisle went for another and Edward caught him by the chest, sending him to the ground.
Edward straightened up cockily.
“And one more thing,” Jasper said.
Carlisle grabbed Edward by the leg, reversing their positions.
“Never turn your back on your enemy.”
Sam seemed slightly impressed, if his expression changing from a snarl to indifference was any sign.
Jasper beckoned Rosalie forward with two fingers. She sauntered up like she’d rather be doing anything else, which was probably true.
Punch. Punch. Jasper ducked each time, her jabs missing him. He caught her arm, she spiraled and landed gracefully in a bent position.
Poser, you thought with a grin.
Alice was next. And you never underestimate Alice.
Jasper was on the offense this time and Alice moved out of striking range every time like it was the easiest thing in the world, cartwheeling out of his reach.
Jasper advanced again, throwing punches that didn’t (and wouldn’t) connect. Then, Alice disappeared. Jasper, used to knowing people’s next moves, was confused.
You glanced up, just in time to see Alice drop from the tree behind Jasper and send him to the ground.
"Y/N. You’re up.” Jasper said as Alice walked back towards Bella.
You nodded, quickly taking off into the trees to shift.
You came back in your wolf form. A brown wolf, similar to Jacob, but a little darker. Jasper almost lost himself admiring you, but it was hard to ignore when a giant wolf was running at you.
He caught your form, his hands almost making it around you before you rolled and pushed him with your back feet. Jasper grunted, falling onto his butt and watching as you summersaulted in the air and landed on all fours above him.
Jasper was slightly turned on, but only smirked at you sexily. You rolled your eyes and got off him, to which he responded by jumping on your back.
You felt his weight and immediately leapt up, sending him back to the ground.
He stood up as you rushed back into the trees to turn back.
“Sometimes you won’t be able to get the newborn off of you so easily,” Jasper said to the pack. “Like we said, they’re strong.”
“But that’s what you guys are there for right?” You said, clutching on to Jasper’s arm. You were dressed down now, in a simple tank top and leggings.
“Correct,” Jasper said softly, tilting his head and smiling.
He hardened as he turned back to the wolves. “We will do our best to keep each of you safe, just as you will do for us. And if in doubt. Go for the head.”
That about wrapped it up for the day, so the wolves left and the Cullens regrouped to go home.
Jasper and Bella were talking so you went to Edward, who was watching the interaction intensely.
“You know, she’s not gonna die if you take your eyes off of her for a second.” You said, nudging him.
He looked at you. “Thank you. For trying.”
You shrugged. “I needed to get my head out of my ass. Now it’s her turn.”
Edward frowned, but didn’t comment further.
You pricked up suddenly, feeling Jasper’s emotions changing from pride to guilt and sadness. You immediately knew what he was talking about, so you walked over, Alice not far away.
“I thought what Maria and I had was love,” He said. “But I was her puppet, she pulled the strings. I didn’t know there was another way...until I found Alice. Well, she seen me coming, of course.”
“Kept me waiting long enough,” Alice joked, walking up to him and leaning on his shoulder.
Jasper chuckled sadly, tears in his eyes. “My apologies, ma’am.”
You smiled softly.
“I don’t know what I’d’ve become without her. She brought me to Y/N. And she, well,” he looked over at you, his golden eyes meeting your (e/c) ones. “She taught me what real love was.”
Bella smiled.
Jasper walked over to you, taking your hand and kissing you as he’d wanted to all morning.
When you pulled away, he was serious.
“You don’t think less of me for my past, do you? I know I’ve done some pretty awful things, but I don’t think I could-”
“Hey,” You interrupted, touching his face. Your warm hand calming him down. “I could never think less of you. I love you. And the past is in the past. You never have to be that person again. We’re good, okay?”
He smiled. “Yes, ma’am.”
You raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, darlin’“
“That’s better.”
You met Jacob in the clearing where the fight would be. Edward, Bella, Jasper, and you coming from one side and a shirtless Jacob from the other.
You resisted the urge to roll your eyes. “You own a shirt?”
“You’re not fighting?” Jacob asked, ignoring you and directing his words at Edward. “What, you pull a muscle or something?”
“He’s doing it for me, okay?” Bella defended.
“Whatever,” Jacob drawled back.
Now you rolled your eyes. Oh, the never-ending love triangle at it again.
“Just tell me the plan.”
“This field will give us an advantage in battle,” Jasper explained. “We need to lure them here with Bella’s scent. And it needs to end here.”
“Edward and I are going on a campsite,” Bella said. “Even if he carries me, they’ll still pick up on our scent.”
“Your stench, however, is revolting.” Edward snapped.
You frowned but didn’t comment.
“Dude, you really don’t want to start comparing stinks,” Jacob retorted.
“What he means is,” Bella interjected. “That your scent will mask mine if you carry me.”
Jacob gave a curt nod. “Done.”
“This is not a good idea,” Edward said.
“It’ll work,” Jasper replied. “They won’t want to get anywhere near his...odor.”
“Rude,” You said, jokingly.
“Your odor, however, is delightful.” He said to you.
“Aw, thanks.”
“Okay, stop,” Jacob said, pulling a face. “Let’s try it.”
Bella walked over and Jacob picked her up.
“Ode of wolf, coming up,” He said.
Edward grimaced.
“Run.”
Doing as he was told (for once), Jacob took off into the woods.
After a few minutes, Jasper took off into the woods, too. Tracking for any signs of Bella’s scent.
“Soooo,” You started. Being left alone with Edward was not your version of fun, but your nose wouldn’t be of any service. Different species senses and all that.
“Don’t start,” Edward replied.
“Wasn’t gonna,” You said with a shrug. “But you really should calm down. Your worry is almost as potent as Jake’s odor.”
“Could you step back? Your odor is really starting to bother me, makes my eyes water.”
“Oh, is that how it’s gonna be?” You asked with a challenging grin.
Edward cracked a smile.
“Alright, mind-reader, you don’t wanna smell all the scents I can conjure up.”
“All I picked up was wolf stench,” Jasper said, coming back out of the woods. “No Bella.”
“Good work, Major Whitlock,” You teased, he bumped you with his hip.
Edward still seemed uneasy, despite your lighthearted conversation.
“This will work,” Jasper reassured.
“Great.” Edward replied, shortly.
Great indeed.
When the day finally came, you were nervous.
Not that you doubted the Cullen’s or the pack’s abilities to win the fight. It was just that things always seemed to go wrong even with the best laid plans. You had this terrible pit in your stomach.
You almost forgot about it, waking up in Jasper’s arms was business as usual and he did nothing to make it seem like he was nervous.
“Good morning,” Jasper whispered.
“Morning,” You replied, groggily.
Jasper didn’t sleep, of course, but he didn’t mind holding you while you did. He even closed his eyes, just to relax and focus and think. Sometimes you wondered if that was the closest thing to sleeping he got.
You stretched out of his grip and sat up, remembering what day it was. “When are they coming?”
“Soon.”
“Right. Soon.” You stood up and headed for the bathroom to prepare yourself for the fight. That was when the worry started to creep in.
Jasper noticed, of course he did.
“Hey,” he said when you walked back out of the bathroom. “This’ll work.”
You nodded, taking a deep breath. “I know, I know. I always worry about this stuff.”
“Would you like me to...?”
You shook your head. “No, not yet. I’ve gotta work through this or it might come back with a vengeance later when you’re preoccupied. And we don’t need that.”
He nodded in understanding.
You chuckled as he walked up to you, playing with your fingers. “You can tell we’re opposing monsters, the way we dress.”
Jasper, forever cold, was dressed in dark jeans, a dark t-shirt, and a button up underneath a heavier jacket. You, forever warm, were dressed in a pair of yoga shorts and a loose t-shirt.
He pressed his forehead against yours, eyes closing. You closed your eyes in return, taking the moment to breath him in and accept the moment of peace before the battle.
He kissed you softly.
“Have you got everything?” He asked.
You threw your bag over your shoulder. “Yeah, I think so. Just my spare clothes.”
“Good. It’s time to go.”
When you got to the clearing, you could smell Bella’s blood everywhere. On the trees, in the grass, on the rocks. Oh yeah, this would work.
“The storm really hit here,” You said.
“Well, hopefully we can use that to our advantage,” Jasper replied before turning to you. “Are you ready for this?”
“Well, I don’t take pleasure in killing innocents, but I’ll do it to protect my family.” You replied.
“We appreciate everything you’ve done for us, Y/N,” Carlisle said.
You smiled softly. “Thanks. I have to go.”
“Be safe,” Jasper replied, kissing your forehead. “I’ll see you on the battlefield.”
“Aye, aye, Captain.” You said, mock saluting before running off into the trees to find the pack.
“She’ll be fine, Jasper,” Alice said.
He nodded. “I know she will be.”
When you reached the pack you noticed a significant absence of your brother. “Where’s Jake?”
“On his way.” Sam replied, bluntly.
“Yeah, he wanted to help protect precious Bella overnight,” Embry joked.
You nodded. “Course he did.”
“It’s time,” Sam said.
All of you shifted in unison, hearing the sounds of the newborns ripping through the trees.
The entire newborn army blitzed out of the woods and into the field. There’s a frenzy in their eyes. Their thirst rabid at the scent of Bella’s blood. But it ends there and they are met with the Cullens, ready and willing to defend.
The two sides meet in a flurry of shouts.
Jasper claims the first kill, knocking one of the newborn’s heads clean off his shoulders with a single punch.
The newborns have the numbers, but are inexperienced and sloppy. They swing and miss and the Cullen’s gain the upper hand almost easily, but they can’t account for them all.
That is when the wolves come in.
Sam’s large, black wolf jumps over the threshold first, taking the first wolf kill for himself. He is followed closely by you and the rest of the pack.
It’s unexpected, and the newborns are brought down easily by the shifters.
You’ve blacked out at this point, allowing the wolf to take over your actions so you won’t be burdened with the guilt and memory of killing these people. These kids.
It’s too easy to rip into them. Their skin cracking like glass and ripping like paper.
Jacob rips through the trees and attacks immediately. You wish he could hear your thoughts so you could tell him he was an idiot and to be careful.
In your distracted state, one of the newborns managed to get you to the ground. You flailed and rolled, trying to get him off of you.
Jasper ran through three newborns to get to you, a fury in his eyes. He wouldn’t lose you. Not like this. Not ever.
He rips through the newborn’s head like it’s made of water.
You make eye contact with him, a silent thanks, and the battle continues.
It almost isn’t fair how easily your side takes them down. No training, no preparation. Almost like they were...a distraction.
You looked around, trying to spot Victoria’s red hair in the crowd or the trees. She was gone. She was going for Edward and Bella.
You howled, hoping they or Seth would hear you and be prepared.
Then, it was like a door opened up in your mind. Seth’s thoughts came streaming in like someone was adjusting the tuneage on a radio, distorted at first then became clearer and clearer.
Thanks, Y/N. It’s over.
You sighed, thankful.
“Y/N,”
You startled, looking over to see Jasper approaching you. You shifted back.
“It’s over,” You said. “Victoria’s dead.”
“It’s not over,” Jasper replied, looking over his shoulder at Alice, standing before the burning pile.
She had that dead look in her eyes that she got whenever she got a vision.
“Alice, what is it?” You asked, pulling Jasper’s coat over your body.
“The Volturi,” She said. “They’re coming.”
You and Jasper exchanged a look.
“How long?”
Bella and Edward appeared from the trees, finally approaching the group.
“Fifteen minutes. Maybe ten?”
“The pack needs to leave. The Volturi won’t honor our truce with the werewolves.” Carlisle said.
“I’m not going anywhere,” You growled.
“I didn’t ask you to,” Carlisle clarified. “But you need to tell the pack to leave.”
You nodded, turning towards where Leah stood, watching over. Jake came out of the trees to join her and see what was happening.
A stray newborn emerged as well.
That pit in your stomach grew bigger, you opened your mouth to shout, only to be cut off by Leah growling and heading straight for the newborn.
“Leah don’t!” You and Edward shouted together.
The newborn got his arms around her and you panicked, ripping off Jasper’s coat and shifting as Jacob ran over to help her.
He caught him by the neck, ripping him off of Leah’s back.
The two wrestled and you checked on Leah, she was fine and you ran for Jacob.
But it was too late. You heard the cracking of his bones just as you managed to get there, snatching the newborn off Jacob’s back.
Sam and Paul joined you in ripping him apart.
This one you took pleasure in.
Jacob shifted back, his body responding to the pain.
“Jacob!” Bella cried, running over to him.
Edward and Carlisle beat her there, tending to him to find out what was wrong.
“The bones on the right half of his body are shattered,” Carlisle explained.
You and the pack came running out from the trees, all now at least partially dressed.
“Jacob, you idiot, I had it!”
“Leah,” Sam scolded, joining you and the others knelt at Jacob’s side.
“I need to set the bones before his accelerated healing sets in,” Carlisle said. “It’s already starting.”
“We need to get him out of here,” Edward said. “We’re not gonna win a fight with the Volturi.”
“We’ll take him back to Billy’s,” Sam said.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Carlisle replied.
“Hang in there, Jake,” Bella said.
“You’ll be okay, Jacob,” You said, squeezing the half of his body that’s not shattered.
You watched anxiously as the pack carried Jacob away, that pit in your stomach the biggest its ever been.
A wave of calm settled itself over you and you knew it was Jasper when he touched your shoulder. “He’ll be alright,”
You nodded, “I know.”
You didn’t.
“They’re coming!” Alice shouted.
Jasper’s wave of calm wasn’t helping. Your worry and sadness shifted into anger at Alice’s words. You shifted.
The Volturi appeared out of the forest in the haze of fog that had settled after the storm. Their eyes the same startling red you remembered from meeting them the first time.
Jasper stood in front of your wolf form, clinging to you, ready to fight if needed.
Edward did the same to Bella.
The Cullens were eerily quiet.
Their hoods came down and you resisted the urge to growl. The Volturi had sent their lackies, the youngest (or rather the youngest looking) of their cult to approach you.
“Impressive,” Jane said. “I’ve never seen a coven escape an assault of this magnitude intact.”
“We were lucky,” Carlisle replied, diplomatically.
“I doubt that,” Jane replied, red eyes flickering over to you.
You glared, resisting the urge to growl.
“It appears we missed an entertaining fight,” Alec said.
“Yes,” Jane’s voice is slippery and she speaks with a snake-like demeanor. “It’s not often we are rendered unnecessary.”
“If you would’ve arrived a half hour ago you would’ve fulfilled your purpose,” Edward said.
Jane’s eyes are locked on him. “Pity...you missed one.”
Bree, the young newborn that had been hiding behind the group, moves, startled and nervous.
This time, you do growl.
Jasper waves a hand to subdue you and walks over to her side.
“We offered her asylum in exchange for her surrender,” Carlisle explained.
“That wasn’t yours to offer,” Jane said, a sick smirk on her lips. “Why did you come?”
The question is directed at the girl, who’s standing terrified next to Jasper.
Then, she screams, body reacting to the overwhelming pain Jane’s stare inflicts.
You flinch. You remember the pain.
“Who created you?”
She screamed again, rolling on the ground in agony.
“You don’t need to do that, she’ll tell you anything you want to know,” Esme said.
“I know.” Jane replied.
It makes you sick to your stomach, knowing that she takes pleasure in inflicting that much pain.
“I-I don’t know,” Bree chokes out. “Riley wouldn’t tell us...he said our thoughts weren’t safe.”
“Her name is Victoria,” Edward said. “Perhaps you knew her.”
Jane’s eyes change emotions. Perhaps they did know.
“Edward,” Carlisle interrupted. “If the Volturi had knowledge of Victoria, they would’ve stopped her.”
They all know his words carry no truth.
“Isn’t that right, Jane?”
Jasper’s gaze tightens on Jane. She’s looking back with nothing to reveal.
“Of course.” There’s a pause and then, “Felix.”
He moves forward-
“She didn’t know what she was doing,” Esme said.
Jane’s arm flies out to stop Felix.
“We’ll take responsibility for her.”
Esme’s heart was too kind. The heart of a mother knowing too much tragedy.
“Give her a chance.” And Carlisle was known for his second chances. His desperate need to protect the innocent.
“The Volturi don’t give second chances. Keep that in mind.” Jane said. “Caius will be interested to know that she’s still human. And that you still keep the...dog around.”
You growled again.
“The date is set,” Bella said. The wedding.
“Take care of that, Felix.” Jane said, removing her arm and allowing him forward. “I’d like to go home.”
There’s nothing any of you can do to stop him as Felix walks between Carlisle and Esme, both mourning the girl already.
The Cullens watch in horror, but you can only focus on Jane’s sadistic smile, as Felix takes care of the problem.
And then it’s over.
The Volturi leave with threats made and notes taken. The rest of you are left with new demons to hide away; an ever growing collection. And you and Bella are racing to Billy’s for Jacob.
You join her in her truck, too overwhelmed with emotions to run. You needed another person to be there with you.
He’s screaming when you arrive.
“Dad,” You said, running to Billy’s side. “Is he-”
His screams persisted and you tear up. Bella stands frozen.
“That’s been going on for a while,” Quil explained.
“Docs are breaking his bones,”
“Why did he have to but in I could’ve taken that-”
“Give it a rest, Leah,” Paul snapped.
The door opened and Carlisle and Sam stepped out, looking somber.
“The worst is over. He’ll be alright,” Carlisle said. “I gave him some morphine but his body temperature will burn it off soon. I’ll come back to set up a drip.”
You sighed thankfully, standing up to hug Carlisle, which he accepted.
“Thank you,” Billy said.
The two of them shake hands, an unsaid understanding crossing between them. Somehow, that makes you feel better.
Bella, it seems, didn’t feel the same.
“He’s asking for you,” Carlisle said, nodding to her.
She seemed hesitant at first, all the eyes watching her, but went in anyway.
“God, dad, I tried, but I couldn’t get there fast enough-”
“Hey,” Billy interrupts, patting your hand. “Don’t do that. He’s alright.”
You nodded, tears forming in your eyes again. “I knew he would be.”
You felt a cold hand on your back and turned to see Jasper.
“Is he alright?”
“Yeah, thanks Jas,” you said, standing up and hugging him tightly.
He returned the hug and rubbed your back comfortingly.
Him and Billy exchanged a look.
The two had never been particularly chummy, but they had an mutual respect, for you, if nothing else.
This time, though, Billy reached up and patted Jasper’s back. “Thanks for being here, son,”
Jasper nodded. “Of course.”
The rest of the pack shifted uncomfortably. A man who not long ago had been barking orders like a drill sergeant was now comforting one of their own.
You didn’t care. You just wanted to be in his arms.
When Bella came back out, she seemed conflicted.
“He’s sleeping,” she said to no one in particular.
You nodded to her.
Y/N.
You pricked up. You knew that voice. It was Jake’s.
Don’t beat yourself up over this. I know you will. It’s not your fault. And I know you can hear this so don’t be a stranger.
Asshole. You thought.
Bitch. He replied.
“Hey, you okay?” Jasper asked, noticing that your emotions had shifted.
You smiled, blinking back tears. “I’m wonderful.”
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