“I’ll be fighting for her, too. You should know that. I’m not taking anything for granted, and I’ll be fighting twice as hard as you will.” “Good,” Jacob growled. “It’s no fun beating someone who forfeits.” “She is mine.” Edward’s low voice was suddenly dark, not as composed as before. “I didn’t say I would fight fair.” “Neither did I.” “Best of luck.” Jacob nodded. “Yes, may the best man win.” “That sounds about right… pup.”
