Gift from the Saint

"I'm coming to you, Jacob."

Her voice was as soft as the mist on the beach, yet as firm as the bedrock buried deep underground.

Bella looked at the boy in front of her, his clear eyes that had not yet been tempered by the world, and his brilliant smile that could melt the gloom that always surrounded Forks, and she felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and possessiveness in her heart.

That was her choice.

He was not the vampire who exuded decay and arrogance, but this wolf boy who was full of fiery vitality, like a little sun.

He should have been the king of this land, but in the original book he was tortured by the so-called love and eventually became a pathetic spare tire and guardian.

No.

In this life, with her around, it's impossible.

Jacob felt a little embarrassed by Bella's direct and honest gaze. He scratched his thick black hair, and his smile had a hint of youthful shyness, but more of it was a kind of closeness and joy from the bottom of his soul that even he could not understand.

He and Bella had only met a few times in childhood, but for some reason, seeing her again was like seeing the other half of his life that he had been looking for for a long time.

This feeling is strange yet familiar, overbearing and unreasonable.

"Looking for me?"

Jacob's voice was filled with surprise, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest, even harder than when he was fixing the engine.

"Yeah, I just moved back from Phoenix, and I wanted to come see some old friends."

Bella smiled and walked closer to him.

Every step she took was unhurried, not like she was walking towards a friend, but more like she was walking towards her own territory.

"We... we're not very familiar with each other, right?"

Jacob blurted out, but regretted it as soon as he said it, for he was afraid that these words would hurt the girl in front of him.

But he really thought so in his heart. They were obviously not familiar with each other, so why was his body and soul cheering for her approach?

"Not familiar?"

Bella stopped in front of him, looking up at him slightly.

Her height only reached his shoulders, looking petite and fragile, but her brown eyes seemed to hide a deep starry sky that made him involuntarily fall deeply into it.

"But I always feel that we have known each other for a very long time, so long that it seems like a lifetime ago."

Her words were like a feather, gently scratching Jacob's heart.

[Jacob Black Favorability MAX] is playing its divine role, transforming every word and every look of Bella into the most wonderful spell that is injected into the depths of Jacob's soul.

"I...I feel the same way."

Jacob's voice lowered unconsciously, with a hint of obsession that he himself was not aware of.

He greedily breathed in the air around her. It was a light, fresh scent like grass after rain, completely different from the smell of sea breeze and engine oil mixed on his body, yet strangely harmonious.

This smell made him feel at ease and intoxicated.

Looking at the boy's innocent and infatuated look, Bella felt extremely satisfied.

She knew the time had come.

The groundwork has been laid enough, now it is time to present the first gift she has prepared for the future Wolf King.

She took out a small object wrapped in velvet from her slightly old backpack.

"That's right, Jacob."

"It's our first official meeting, and I brought you a gift."

As Bella spoke, she carefully untied the velvet, as if there was some rare treasure inside.

"Gift? You don't have to be so polite..."

Before Jacob could finish his words, his eyes were completely attracted by what was in Bella's hand.

It was a miniature totem pole only the size of a palm.

It is carved entirely from an unknown, ink-black wood, and its surface is covered with ancient and complex patterns, exuding an aura of vicissitudes that has been accumulated over the years.

At the top of the totem pole, there is a wolf carved.

That was no ordinary wolf, but a giant wolf that was ferocious, fierce, and full of primitive wildness!

Its muscles are knotty and its lines are full of explosive power. Its eyes seem to be burning with the fire of hell. Its fangs are intertwined in its open mouth, and it seems that it will let out a roar that will shake the world in the next second!

Just by looking at this statue, Jacob felt a surge of blood rushing uncontrollably to his head!

"This is..."

His breathing became a little rapid.

Bella held the miniature version of the [Wolf God Totem Pole] in her palm and handed it to him.

Her eyes became sacred and solemn at this moment, as if she was not giving a gift, but performing an ancient ceremony.

"This is something I got by accident."

She spoke slowly in an almost chanting tone, and every word struck Jacob's heartstrings precisely.

"When I first saw it, I thought of you, of La Push, of you Quileute people."

"I have looked up some information. In the oldest legend of your tribe, your ancestors were not transformed from wolves. Rather, they were... wolves who voluntarily gave up their divinity and chose to become humans to protect this land."

These words come from the [Quileute Wolf Tribe Legends Encyclopedia] rewarded by the system. It is the most core secret that even Billy Blake, the current elder of the tribe, may not know all of it!

Jacob was completely stunned.

He stared at Bella blankly, then looked at the wolf god totem in her hand. The blood color on his face faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was replaced by a paleness mixed with shock and horror.

He had heard some of these legends from his father Billy when he was a child, but he always treated them as stories to put children to sleep.

But why, why would a girl who just moved from another place know so much? Even more ancient and more core than what he knew!

"How could you ..."

"Shhh."

Bella raised a finger and put it to her lips, with a mysterious smile in her eyes.

"Don't ask me how I know that."

"You just need to know that this thing belongs to you."

"Now, catch it, Jacob."

There was an unquestionable power in her voice.

Jacob felt that his body was completely out of control of his brain.

He seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force. He slowly and tremblingly stretched out his hand and touched the wolf god totem that exuded fatal attraction.

The moment his fingertips touched the cold and hard wooden surface of the totem pole—

"boom!"

An indescribable, violent and hot energy, like lava from a volcano bursting through a dam, flowed along his fingertips and madly flowed into his limbs and bones!

"ah!"

Jacob let out a short cry, and felt his blood ignited and boiling in an instant!

His body trembled violently, as if he was hit by a high voltage electric current.

Everything in front of me disappeared.

Instead, there is an endless, bloody wilderness!

The wind is roaring and the earth is wailing!

A giant wolf that was bigger than a mountain and burning with black flames all over its body was standing at the end of the world, staring at him coldly with a pair of eyes like molten gold!

That's God!

It's the Wolf God!

It's the ancient wolf god!

The illusion lasted for less than a second before receding like the tide.

Jacob suddenly came back to his senses, breathing heavily, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

His cheeks turned red because of the unvented heat in his body, and his heart was beating so wildly that it seemed like it was going to jump out of his throat.

"I…I just…"

He looked at his hands in horror, then looked at Bella, his eyes full of confusion and helplessness.

"Do you feel it?"

Bella's voice, at this moment, sounded like the whisper of God to his ears, majestic yet full of compassion.

"That is the power that sleeps in your blood."

"That belongs to you, the true glory of your Quileute people."

She gently placed the totem pole, which had become slightly hot, in the palm of his hot hand.

"Take it, Jacob."

"It will guide you and help you find what truly belongs to you."

Jacob held the totem pole stiffly. The burning sensation coming from his palm did not make him feel painful. Instead, it gave him a sense of... blood connection and intimacy.

He looked at Bella, the petite, calm girl standing before him.

At this moment, her image in his eyes has completely changed.

She wasn't some ordinary transfer student from Phoenix.

She is a prophet!

It is the messenger who brings the oracle!

It is the saint who brings hope back to these forgotten descendants!

"Bella...what on earth are you..."

"I'm just a messenger, Jacob." Bella interrupted him with a gentle smile on her face, dispelling all the fear and anxiety in his heart.

"One, chosen by your ancestors to help your messenger."

She used the information in the Quileute Wolf Lore Encyclopedia to create a perfect identity for herself.

An identity that could explain why she knew so many secrets and allow her to naturally get involved in the affairs of the wolf tribe.

Jacob did not have the slightest doubt about her words.

The effect of [Favorability MAX] made him instinctively choose to believe everything she said.

What's more, the real and powerful force that surged into the body just now is the best proof!

"I...I understand."

Jacob nodded solemnly. He carefully held the wolf god totem in both hands, as if he was holding the weight of the whole world.

"I...what should I do?"

He looked at Bella, his eyes full of dependence and trust, like a lost lamb who had found his backbone.

"You don't have to do anything."

Bella said softly.

"Go home and get some good sleep."

"When the time is right, your blood will tell you everything."

She knew that the seed of the [Ancient Wolf God Bloodline] had been buried in Jacob's body through the totem pole.

Next, we just need to wait for it to take root and sprout.

This process will be accompanied by high fever, severe pain and a complete transformation.

She couldn't stay here, it would arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Especially to Jacob's thoughtful, wheelchair-bound father, Billy Blake.

"I have to go now."

Bella glanced at the sky and said briskly.

"I...I'll take you there."

Jacob said quickly that he didn't want to be separated from this "saint" for even a second.

"No thanks." Bella shook her head and winked at him, with a sly smile, "We'll see you soon, my...wolf."

She almost whispered the last word, so that only Jacob could hear it.

Jacob's body shook violently again.

He stood there blankly, watching Bella's back as she turned and left, watched her get into the old pickup truck, let out a roar, and disappeared at the end of the road.

Only when he could no longer see it did he slowly lower his head and look at the Wolf God Totem in his hand.

The burning sensation not only did not subside, but became more and more intense.

…

That night.

La Push Reservation, Black Home.

"Jacob! Jacob! What's wrong with you?"

Billy Black, sitting in a wheelchair, anxiously knocked on his son's door.

During dinner, his son seemed absent-minded and his face was unusually flushed. He thought he had a cold.

But late at night, painful groans and suppressed roars were heard from his son's room!

In desperation, Billy broke open the door.

The scene before him made him terrified!

His son, Jacob, was lying on the bed, soaked in sweat, his body hot as an iron, his muscles spasming and twitching uncontrollably!

His eyes were tightly closed, his brows were twisted in pain, and his mouth kept emitting unclear, beast-like growls.

"Damn it! What the hell is going on!?"

Billy rushed to the bed in panic and wanted to help his son up, but was burned by the incredible heat from his body and pulled his hand back.

This is no ordinary fever!

Absolutely not!

At this moment, his eyes were attracted by something on Jacob's bedside table.

It was a dark wolf-shaped totem that exuded an ominous aura.

Billy's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant!

His body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, not because of anxiety, but because of a most primitive fear that came from deep in his blood!

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the totem, but suddenly pulled it back as if he had been electrocuted.

He recognizes this totem!

He had seen this pattern on the tribe's oldest and taboo scroll!

That's no ordinary wolf totem!

That is... the Wolf God! He is the source of the Quileute's power, and also the curse that brings destruction!

The scroll records a prophecy: When the foreign saint arrives with the wolf god totem in hand, it will be the day when the Quileute bloodline will be rekindled and the old king will awaken again!

By then, the wolf tribe will gain unprecedented power, but will also be involved in a fateful battle with the "cold-blooded" and blood will flow like a river!

Billy always thought that it was just an illusory myth.

But now...

He looked at his son struggling in pain on the bed, and then looked at the totem that was emitting an ominous light.

A terrifying thought that made him breathless came into his mind.

This afternoon, Charlie's daughter, Isabella Swan, came to see Jacob.

"That legend..."

Billy's lips trembled and his face looked deathly pale.

"Is it... true?"