Jacob barely twitches at the knees suddenly sticking into his ribs. Take a lot more than that to move him (even if it does amuse him some that Alec got startled). Yeah, the vampires can be as silent as they are fast when they want to be. He knew Edward was coming over the second his scent turned their direction. Hadn’t been his preference, considering now everyone knows a human’s riding Jacob like a horse. But desperate times call for desperate measures. The wolf shifts himself a little to make it easier for Alec to dismount him, glancing at him to make sure he’s good. Then turns his attention to the clearing in front of them. Still far enough away they’re not disturbing the disgusting thing, but close enough that a blitz is going to land if necessary. It’d be easy to change back right now and talk, but… one, he’ll just phase again the moment the fight starts and two, Alec doesn’t need the distraction.

Granted, the younger wolves (more by time than looks) are all a little anxious, some chomping at the bit and wanting to lunge forward into attack, others nervous about what it is they’re looking at. Both Jacob and Paul and their respective Betas are being very heavy-handed on their orders to keep everyone from charging in, made more difficult because they can’t go snarling at a row of wolves behind them, which is a little more the usual battle formation. Spread out as they are, pocketing the woods with their vampire allies, it’s a very unusual setup. And all for this one creature? Yeah, doubt and annoyance and insulted pride run rampant.

Edward is more than used to the look and lets Alec have his few seconds of surprise and intrigue. Though his smile does slip into something a little charm-smug as he looks to the side at Jacob. “It’s okay, Jacob,” he murmurs, soft voice definitely edged with teasing. “He just thinks it’s absurd we’re actually working together.” Oh yeah, Edward can read minds. Jacob probably should have told Alec that. “He stared at you longer.”

Someone tell Bella to get her trolling husband out of my face!

Just because they put their past differences behind them and Jacob made peace with Bella’s choice doesn’t mean the two can’t clash on occasion. Mostly because they can still be dicks to each other, though it’s more playful banter and teasing than those hate-filled venomous things Jacob used to fling around. Edward can still needle him though. Like now. Stop trying to flirt with the guy who’s apparently crushing on him!

“Twelve in one pack. Eight in the other. Nine in my family.” Edward offers the numbers before Jacob can protest and the wolf’s ears flatten in annoyance, a quiet snarl rippling in his chest and mouth. Even if they’re working together, Alec doesn’t need to know all the details! There are advantages in the unknown if they ever need them… But what’s done is done and Edward listed his own coven’s numbers as well, so… guess maybe since Alec is the one with the experience in demon hunting here, he should be given the lowdown of what his current “resources” are.

Quite the number, hm. Granted two of the twenty-nine are still young, with Renesmee (while only 4 chronologically) still being around 13 in appearance and the youngest wolf being 16 when he phased four weeks ago. Neither of the two should be underestimated, though both remained on the outer ring of the alliance’s current surrounding web and guarded by Carlisle and Sam respectively due to Alec’s warning.

With the pleasantries exchanged, Edward and Jacob both listen to Alec’s explanation of the matter, the thoughts relayed through the wolves while Edward and Alice would assist in spreading the information among the coven. “If we can touch it, we can hold it down.” It went without saying likewise that they would do their best to avoid any teeth or claws or other sharp bits. The sudden “suggestion” of an order gets both moving and Edward all but vanishes in a flash. Jacob silently departs from the boulder he’d left Alec on, blitzing through the foliage. Another wolf, this one chocolate brown with lighter fur on his face, alights near Alec. Quil. Left in charge of keeping Alec safe and giving him a ride if necessary (which came with its own share of ribbing).

Not quite sure what “distraction” to use, Jacob did what he thought best: namely emerge from the woods and stand in the light, snarling a loud challenge at the creature consuming its woody meal. So long as it focused on him, then Alec could get a shot, right? Instinct told him to go for the kill, attack it, but no. They had to wait for it to become corporeal. Bella and Edward remained on either side of the clearing, ready to dash in and attack or distract or whatever else might be necessary in case the creature go ahold of their friend. Everyone else was in place by now.