smiled。
It was the same wolfy grin as before； his eyes scrunching the way they did when he was human。
It was hard to believe that； not so long ago； I’d found the werewolves frightening — lost sleep to
nightmares about them。
I knew； without asking； which of the others was Embry and which was Quil。 Because Embry was clearly
the thinner gray wolf with the dark spots on his back； who sat so patiently watching； while Quil — deep
chocolate brown； lighter over his face — twitched constantly； looking like he was dying to join in the mock
fight。 They weren’t monsters； even like this。 They were friends。
Friends who didn’t look nearly as indestructible as Emmett and Jasper did； moving faster than cobra
strikes while the moonlight glinted off their granitehard skin。 Friends who didn’t seem to understand the
danger involved here。 Friends who were still somewhat mortal； friends who could bleed； friends who could
die。 。 。 。
Edward’s confidence was reassuring； because it was plain that he wasn’t truly worried about his family。
But would it hurt him if something happened to the wolves？ Was there any reason for him to be anxious； if that
possibility didn’t bother him？ Edward’s confidence only applied to one set of my fears。
I tried to smile back at Jacob； swallowing against the lump in my throat。 I didn’t seem to get it right。
Jacob sprang lightly to his feet； his agility at odds with his sheer mass； and trotted over to where Edward
and I stood on the fringe of things。
“Jacob；” Edward greeted him politely。
Jacob ignored him； his dark eyes on me。 He put his head down to my level； as he had yesterday； cocking
it to one side。 A low whimper escaped his muzzle。
“I’m fine；” I answered； not needing the translation that Edward was about to give。 “Just worried； you
know。”
Jacob continued to stare at me。
“He wants to know why；” Edward murmured。
Jacob growled — not a threatening sound； an annoyed sound — and Edward’s lips twitched。
“What？” I asked。
“He thinks my translations leave something to be desired。 What he actually thought was； ‘That’s really
stupid。 What is there to be worried about？’ I edited； because I thought it was rude。”
I halfway smiled； too anxious to really feel amused。 “There’s plenty to be worried about；” I told Jacob。
“Like a bunch of really stupid wolves getting themselves hurt。”
Jacob laughed his coughing bark。
Edward sighed。 “Jasper wants help。 You’ll be okay without a translator？”
“I’ll manage。”
Edward looked at me wistfully for one minute； his expression hard to understand； then turned his back and
strode over to where Jasper waited。
I sat down where I was。 The ground was cold and unfortable。
Jacob took a step forward； then looked back at me； and a low whine rose in his throat。 He took another
halfstep。
“Go on without me；” I told him。 “I don’t want to watch。”
Jacob leaned his head to the side again for a moment； and then folded himself on to the ground beside me
with a rumbling sigh。
“Really； you can go ahead；” I assured him。 He didn’t respond； he just put his head down on his paws。
I stared up at the bright silver clouds； not wanting to see the fight。 My imagination had more than enough
fuel。 A breeze blew through the clearing； and I shivered。
Jacob scooted himself closer to me； pressing his warm fur against my left side。
“Er； thanks；” I muttered。
After a few minutes； I leaned against his wide shoulder。 It was much more fortable that way。
The clouds moved slowly across the sky； dimming and brightening as thick patches crossed the moon and
passed on。
Absently； I began pulling my fingers through the fur on his neck。 That same strange humming sound that
he’d made yesterday rumbled in his throat。 It was a homey kind of sound。 Rougher； wilder than a cat’s purr；
but conveying the same sense of contentment。
“You know； I never had a dog；” I mused。 “I always wanted one； but Renée’s allergic。”
Jacob laughed； his body shook under me。
“Aren’t you worried about Saturday at all？” I asked。
He turned his enormous head toward me； so that I could see one of his eyes roll。
“I wish I could feel that positive。”
He leaned his head against my leg and started humming again。 And it did make me feel just a little bit
better。
“So we’ve got some hiking to do tomorrow； I guess。”
He rumbled； the sound was enthusiastic。
“It might be a long hike；” I warned him。 “Edward doesn’t judge distances the way a normal person does。”
Jacob barked another laugh。
I settled deeper into his warm fur； resting my head against his neck。
It was strange。 Even though he was in this bizarre form； this felt more like the way Jake and I used to be
— the easy； effortless friendship that was as natural as breathing in and out — than the last few times I’d been
with Jacob while he was human。 Odd that I should find that again here； when I’d thought this wolf thing was
the cause of its loss。
The killing games continued in the clearing； and I stared at the hazy moon。
20。 PROMISE
EVERYTHING WAS READY。
I was packed for my twoday visit with “Alice；” and my bag waited for me on the passenger seat of my
truck。 I’d given the concert tickets to Angela； Ben； and Mike。 Mike was going to take Jessica； which was
exactly as I’d hoped。 Billy had borrowed Old Quil Ateara’s boat and invited Charlie down for some open sea
fishing before the afternoon game started。 Collin and Brady； the two youngest werewolves； were staying
behind to protect La Push — though they were just children； both of them only thirteen。 Still； Charlie would be
safer than anyone left in Forks。
I had done all that I could do。 I tried to accept that； and put the things that were outside of my control out
of my head； for tonight at least。 One way or another； this would all be over in fortyeight hours。 The thought
was almost forting。
Edward had requested that I relax； and I was going to do my best。
“For this one night； could we try to forget everything besides just you and me？” he’d pleaded； unleashing
the full force of his eyes on me。 “It seems like I can never get enough time like that。 I need to be with you。 Just
you。”
That was not a hard request to agree to； though I knew that forgetting my fears would be much easier said
than done。 Other matters were on my mind now； knowing that we had this night to be alone； and that would
help。
There were some things that had changed。
For instance； I was ready。
I was ready to join his family and his world。 The fear and guilt and anguish I was feeling now had taught
me that much。 I’d had a chance to concentrate on this — as I’d gazed at the moon through the clouds and
rested against a werewolf — and I knew I would not panic again。 The next time something came at us； I
would be ready。 An asset； not a liability。 He would never have to make the choice between me and his family
again。 We would be partners； like Alice and Jasper。 Next time； I would do my part。
I would wait for the sword to be removed from over my head； so that Edward would be satisfied。 But it
wasn’t necessary。 I was ready。
There was only one missing piece。
One piece； because there were some things that had not changed； and that included the desperate way I
loved him。 I’d had plenty of time to think through the ramifications of Jasper and Emmett’s bet — to figure out
the things I was willing to lose with my humanity； and the part that I was not willing to give up。 I knew which
human experience I was going to insist on before I became inhuman。
So we had some things to work out tonight。 After everything I’d seen in the past two years； I didn’t
believe in the word impossible anymore。 It was going to take more than that to stop me now。
Okay； well； honestly； it was probably going to be much more plicated than that。 But I was going to
try。
As decided as I was； I wasn’t surprised that I still felt nervous as I drove down the long path to his house
— I didn’t know how to do what I was trying to do； and that guaranteed me some serious jitters。 He sat in the
passenger seat； fighting a smile at my slow pace。 I was surprised that he hadn’t insisted on taking the wheel；
but tonight he seemed content to go at my speed。
It was after dark when we reached the house。 In spite of that； the meadow was bright in the light shining
from every window。
As soon as I cut the engine he was at my door； opening it for me。 He lifted me from the cab with one arm；
slinging my bag out of the truck bed and over his shoulder with the other。 His lips found mine as I heard him
kick the truck’s door shut behind me。
Without breaking the kiss； he swung me up so that I was cradled in his arms and carried me into the
house。
Was the front door already open？ I didn’t know。 We were inside； though； and I was dizzy。 I had to
remind myself to breathe。
This kissing did not frighten me。 It wasn’t like before when I could feel the fear and panic leaking through
his control。 His lips were not anxious； but enthusiastic now — he seemed as thrilled as I was that we had
tonight to concentrate on being together。 He continued