As soon as he looked into her grey orbs he knew she was the one, but what happens when the girl he used to be obsessed with suddenly realises what she's missing by letting him go
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For once Brooke woke before Jacob, opening her eyes only to come face to face with her wolfs hairless chest. She couldn't help but smile; each day that passed she soaked in the fact that she was happier than she had ever been before.
Feeling the heavy but comforting weight of his muscular arm around her waist she curled into him, not being able to help but take in the sight of her man. He was lying face down on the pillow, his quiet snores matching his soothing heartbeat as she felt it against the palms of her hands as it thumped away within his firm chest. She smiled.
Relaxing back against his bed she couldn't help but giggle as she took in how small the bed was, hell it barely fit his massive form in it let alone the both of them. She was practically laying on top of him, his arms wrapped securely around her so she didn't roll off in the middle of the night by accident.
Licking her lips she carefully tried to detangle herself from her wolf without waking him, knowing that he deserved a lay in since he didn't have to be at school for another hour and a half. She knew the reason she was up before him was probably down to her napping at the meeting from hell, she knew something was going to go wrong and of course it did.
She sighed as she recalled it, freeing her hands as she repeatedly ran them over her face as she tried to wake herself up more. She tried not to take what Old Quil had said to heart but she couldn't help it, the fact that he had been dead on with his comment not helping matters in the slightest.
Gently moving Jacob's arm off her, it taking a large amount of effort on her part to release his hold she tried to keep her movements quiet as she threw her legs over the side of the bed before shivering as the cold floorboards hit her sensitive feet. She was just thankful that she naturally seemed to run a few degrees colder when it came to her temperature, it coming in handy when she was cuddled up against a smoking hot shifter.
Shaking her head she plodded a few steps across his room before slipping on her delicate slippers, finding instant relief from the coolness of the wooden floor before she made her way into the kitchen. She was actually in a pair of her own pyjamas for once instead of one of Jacobs shirts, but they had showered innocently and they were the first thing she came across.
They were a simple pair of yellow shorts with a matching tank top, a bright white and blue flower up the left hand side making them look innocently adorable. She knew it riled Jacob's wolf up no end to see her looking so pure, his wolf purring in pleasure as his wolf thrived in seeing her looking so vulnerable.
Apparently according to Sam it was down to the fact that his wolf adored the fact that she needed protecting. She had thought it made sense, Jared's own wolf being like that with Kim since she was so shy. She sniggered; Paul was in for one hell of a shock.
