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It wasn’t sneaking around. Edward knew how I felt. And if he broke my truck again, then I’d have Jacob pick me up.
I was silly and shallow, but I was content.”
It felt great to be free.
Without seeming to think about it, he reached out and took my hand. We paced silently across the rocks. I thought of how we must look walking hand and hand down the beach—like a couple, certainly—and wondered if I should object. But this was the way it had always been with Jacob.… No reason to get worked up about it now.
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.
“Quil will be the best, kindest big brother any kid ever had. There isn’t a toddler on the planet that will be more carefully looked after than that little girl will be. And then, when she’s older and needs a friend, he’ll be more understanding, trustworthy, and reliable than anyone else she knows. And then, when she’s grown up, they’ll be as happy as Emily and Sam.”
“Anything. Anything else. You’d be better off dead. I’d rather you were.”
I could feel the cool marble of his body press against mine.
“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.”
If Jacob preferred me dead, then maybe he should get used to the silence.
Charlie’s expression changed. Abruptly, he was grinning. “If you two are having a fight… well, don’t let me interrupt.”
“Shut up, Jacob! You know he doesn’t have fangs!”
“No, no, Bella. Actually…” he seemed to be struggling for the right word. “You look… sexy.”
“Hey, vampire girl!” Embry had greeted me loudly.
the tribe discovered that the wolf-men could grow old like anyone else if they gave up their spirit wolves.
The two pieces touched when the elders poked them with sticks, and the hand reached out towards the arm piece, trying to reassemble itself.
“Taha Aki never rejoined the tribe. He never changed back to a man again.
Only in a great while, if a cold one was near, would the wolves return.
I was trying to imagine the face of the unnamed woman who had saved the entire tribe, the third wife. Just a human woman, with no special gifts or powers. Physically weaker and slower than any of the monsters in the story. But she had been the key, the solution. She’d saved her husband, her young sons, her tribe. I wish they’d remembered her name.…
“Okay, Alice. I’ll be there. And I’ll hate every minute of it. Promise.”
I knew exactly what I wanted, but I was suddenly terrified of getting it.
Do me a favor and challenge him to an arm-wrestling match. It would be a good experience for him.”
He looked so much younger. He looked like my Jacob.
I wanted his venom to poison my system. It would make me belong to him in a tangible, quantifiable way.
“Do you think you could behave yourself a little better, at least?” I asked, irritated. “No, I don’t. You decide, Bella. You can have me the way I am—bad behavior included—or not at all.” I stared at him, frustrated. “That’s mean.” “So are you.”
His lips crushed mine, stopping my protest. He kissed me angrily, roughly, his other hand gripping tight around the back of my neck, making escape impossible. I shoved against his chest with all my strength, but he didn’t even seem to notice. His mouth was soft, despite the anger, his lips molding to mine in a warm, unfamiliar way.
“If I think about you tonight, it will be because I’m having a nightmare.”
“Yes, may the best man win.” “That sounds about right… pup.”
“You are so beautiful,” he said.
They all folded their arms across their chests at exactly the same moment. It was a little bit funny, but mostly menacing.
Victoria had always seemed like a force of nature to me—like a hurricane moving toward the coast in a straight line—unavoidable, implacable, but predictable.
The wolf’s muzzle fell open, pulling back over his teeth. It would have been a frightening expression, except that his tongue lolled out the side in a wolfy grin.
“You’re going to have to let him carry you, Bella,”
“Jacob Black can give you presents.”

