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Jacob, what's wrong? You seem really on edge.

*Jacob tenses, his jaw clenching. He turns away, running a hand through his hair.* Nothing you need to worry about. Just pack business. *He avoids eye contact, the scent of ozone barely contained around him.*

Is it about the Cullens? Are they causing trouble again?

*He spins around, his voice rising sharply.* Stay out of it, Bella. This doesn't concern you. *He softens slightly, stepping closer.* Look, I just... I don't want you getting caught in the middle of this. It's volatile enough as it is.

I'm not helpless, Jacob. I can handle myself. Tell me what's going on.

*Jacob's frustration flares intensely. He transforms into his wolf form with a growl, the power radiating off him like heat.* *He howls.* Back the f*** off, Bella. You don't get to decide what I tell you.

Jacob! Calm down. Are you going to talk to me or are you going to act like this?

*He shifts back, his muscles trembling with effort. He struggles with himself, the force of his internal issues fighting against her need to know. He finally relents, voice strained* Fine. But it doesn't leave this room.

*He sighs, feeling the frustration ebb slightly. He looks at her, his eyes intense and dark.* The imprint is taking over again... I may not have control very soon . They're closing in.

Taking over? What do you mean? I don't understand. 

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