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Somewhere, far, far away in the cold forest, a wolf howled.
“Seattle’s making a run for murder capital of the country. Five unsolved homicides in the last two weeks. Can you imagine living like that?”
The army begins
Edward’s sister had no hours of visitation; she came and went as she pleased. Charlie was putty in her capable hands.
I flipped the envelope over and then glared up at him. “It’s open.” “I was curious.” “I’m shocked, Sheriff. That’s a federal crime.” “Oh, just read it.”
Three quick raps on the door saved me. Charlie rolled his eyes and I jumped up. “Coming!” I called while Charlie mumbled something that sounded like, “Go away.” I ignored him and went to let Edward in.
“My bad luck had nothing to do with it. The werewolves came back because the vampires did.”
He was silent for a moment, staring out the window into the rain; I imagined he was contemplating the fact that his family’s presence was turning the locals into giant dogs.
My indifferent attitude to fashion was a constant thorn in her side. If I’d allow it, she’d love to dress me every day—perhaps several times a day—like some oversized three-dimensional paper doll.
“Whatever you’re thinking, Alice, I doubt I’m that free.” “Free is free, right?” she insisted. “I’m sure I still have boundaries—like the continental U.S., for example.” Angela and Ben laughed, but Alice grimaced in real disappointment.
And speaking of Italy and sports cars that I stole there, you still owe me a yellow Porsche. I don’t know that I want to wait for Christmas.…”
“Yes,” he said in an unconvincing voice. “That would bother me.” “You’re a rotten liar, Dad.”
“His thoughts are relatively calm,” Edward teased. His expression made me wonder if there was some additional joke I was missing. The corners of his mouth twitched, fighting a smile.
You jerk
This was beyond the seventh circle of Hades; even worse was realizing that Edward had known this was coming. No wonder he’d seemed so smug in the car.
“I’ll put your car back together in time for school, in case you’d like to drive yourself,” he assured me after a minute. With my lips mashed together, I retrieved my keys and stiffly climbed out of the truck. “Shut your window if you want me to stay away tonight. I’ll understand,” he whispered just before I slammed the door. I stomped into the house, slamming that door, too.
“It’s just different. He’s very intense about you… and very careful. I feel like I don’t really understand your relationship. Like there’s some secret I’m missing.…”
Oh shit
“You going to school tomorrow?”
He thinks you were turned...
What could have changed in the past three days that was so important that Jacob would break his long streak of refusing to answer my phone calls and contact me? What difference could three days make? I froze in the middle of the kitchen.
Three days could change everything.
“I think… I think he was checking,” I mumbled. “Checking to make sure. That I’m human, I mean.” Edward stiffened, and a low hiss sounded in my ear.
“You could have called us,” Edward said in a steel-hard voice. “Sorry,” Jacob answered, his face twisting into a sneer. “I don’t have any leeches on my speed dial.”
“I know and I’m sorry, Jake, I just…” He shook his head, and sighed. “I know. Doesn’t matter, right? I guess I’ll survive or something. Who needs friends?” He grimaced, trying to cover the pain with a thin attempt at bravado.
“Yeah,” Mike whispered. “Did you see the size of that Jacob kid? I think he could take Cullen down.” Mike sounded pleased by the idea.
Mike grinned. “Anyone in the mood for a bet?” “Ten on Jacob,” Austin said at once. “Ten on Cullen,” Tyler chimed in. “Ten on Edward,” Ben agreed. “Jacob,” Mike said.
Emmett had said, “I’m really glad Edward didn’t kill you. Everything’s so much more fun with you around.”
I’ll be back so soon you won’t have time to miss me. Look after my heart—I‘ve left it with you.
“Welcome back, Bella,” he said, grinning. And the way he said the words made it sound like welcome home.
“I wish Sam had taken a picture when he found you that night last September. It would be exhibit A.” “Nobody’s on trial.” “Maybe somebody should be.”
“When Sam saw… how you were in the beginning, when Billy told them how Charlie worried when you didn’t get better, and then when you started jumping off cliffs…” I made a face. No one was ever going to let me forget that. Jacob’s eyes flashed up to mine. “He thought you were the one person in the world with as much reason to hate the Cullens as he does. Sam feels sort of… betrayed that you would just let them back into your life like they never hurt you.”
“You can tell Sam to go right to—”
“And yet, you don’t see the fish trying to plant a kiss on the eagle. You never see that.” He grinned a mocking grin.
“Is that what it comes down to?” His voice was abruptly sharper. “Good looks?” “Don’t be stupid, Jacob.” “Is it the money, then?” he persisted. “That’s nice,” I muttered, getting up from the tree. “I’m flattered that you think so much of me.” I turned my back on him and paced away.
“I think the best place to start would be to look within your own species. That usually works.” “Well, that just sucks!” I snapped. “I guess I’m stuck with Mike Newton after all.”
Most people fall in and out of love many times in their lives. It was just that I’d seen Sam with Emily, and I couldn’t imagine him with someone else.
“Did you seriously just stamp your foot? I thought girls only did that on TV.” I growled unimpressively. “It’s not as bad as you seem to think it is. Sit down and I’ll explain.” “I’ll stand.”
“Yeah.” The smugness faded. “It probably means there’s something wrong with my brain,” I admitted. “I already knew there was something wrong with your brain,” Jacob muttered. “Thanks.”
His eyes narrowed slightly. “But I am a werewolf,” he said unwillingly. “And he is a vampire,” he added with obvious revulsion. “And I’m a Virgo!” I shouted, exasperated.
It came out of nowhere. One minute there was nothing but bright highway in my rearview mirror. The next minute, the sun was glinting off a silver Volvo right on my tail. “Aw, crap,” I whimpered.
“I’m going to go study,” I announced glumly as I headed up the stairs. “See you later,” Charlie called after me. If I survive, I thought to myself. I shut my bedroom door carefully before I turned to face my room. Of course he was there.
I don’t care who’s a werewolf and who’s a vampire. If Angela turns out to be a witch, she can join the party, too.”
“You are in trouble,” I said slowly, emphasizing each word. “Enormous trouble. Angry grizzly bears are going to look tame next to what is waiting for you at home.”
He loves you more than you know. It terrifies him to be away from you.”
“Why don’t you just lock me in the basement,” I suggested, “and forget the sugar coating?” Alice frowned. “He’s going to take the Porsche back. I’m not doing a very good job. You’re supposed to be having fun.”
“It’s so hard to describe. It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like… gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her.… You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother.
“Will you never forgive me, Jacob?” I whispered. As soon as I said the words, I wished I hadn’t. I didn’t want to hear his answer. “You won’t be Bella anymore,” he told me. “My friend won’t exist. There’ll be no one to forgive.”
What else can I do?” I’d meant that as a rhetorical question. His words cracked like snaps of a whip. “Anything. Anything else. You’d be better off dead. I’d rather you were.”
“Sleep, my Bella. Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours. Sleep, my only love.”
Where was my pillow?
Oh no
Charlie’s expression changed. Abruptly, he was grinning. “If you two are having a fight… well, don’t let me interrupt.”
“Jacob called again,” Charlie said as soon as Edward was in the room. I kept my face empty as I set the plate in front of him. “Is that a fact?” Charlie frowned. “Don’t be petty, Bella. He sounded really low.” “Is Jacob paying you for all the P.R., or are you a volunteer?”
