A/N: This is a slash fanfic between Jacob and Edward. If you don't like slash then don't read it. XD

Summary: Everything they thought they knew was wrong. With Bella so ready to give her life to this vampire Edward, she will discover that they were not the ones who were meant to be at all. When a werewolf imprints, the level of adoration is too much to resist for either side.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight, Eclipse, New Moon, and all the characters from everyone of these books. I do however own all the made up characters in this story.

Jacobs POV

There weren't many days anymore that I regretted being a werewolf. Truth be told, I liked being a wolf pretty well most of the time. I was so fast and free when I was in the form of an animal. And yet, there were times when I wished I had nothing to do with it. One of these rare days occurred when I met the newest addition to our pack.

Harper was obnoxious. Before his transformation he was always so quite. He was a few years younger than me, so I never got to know him that well, which was just fine with me. Lets just say, that after Harper transformed he wasn't the happiest about his new destiny. He was constantly scowling and complaining about everything. The whole pack has to restrain from injuring the poor guy. And honestly, he was so ridiculous about Bella!

To clarify, Bella had been hanging around La Push a lot at the time he joined the pack. Our agreement made a few months ago proved too hard for both of us. A few weeks after I received the dreaded wedding invitation, she'd started coming down to La Push. It seemed she was there more and more everyday. We never talked about loving each other anymore. She was Edwards and I had to respect that. Damn, it was hard to be the bigger person.

So anyway, she'd been hanging around a lot lately. We weren't gonna be able to see each other much longer anyway, so why waste any valuable time.Naturally, Edward came around once in a while too. It was only fair...well...I didn't think so. He was going to marry her. He was going to have her for the rest of eternity so why couldn't I just have her now? It made her happy to see us getting along though, so I suppose it made me happy too. Since I was second in command, the pack couldn't argue with my decision to let him hang around.

Harper hated that.

He never shut up about how I was 'letting an enemy into the fort' and 'inviting our deaths'. The traitor comments got old too. Bella was a traitor, Bella was this, Bella was that. He wasn't even there when the whole 'traitor' thing went around! What a fruit loop.

Being a werewolf was great. Being a werewolf in the same pack with Harper was awful. Therefore, regret number one. The second regret appeared when I realized just what imprinting did to you.

Thick clouds hung in the sky that Saturday morning as I watched Bella bounding towards me with a smile plastered on her face. Just as expected on such a conveniently (inconveniently) sunless day, Edward was following shortly behind her, a cool expression on his face.

When Bella had first started to reappear in La Push, pain would rock my whole body so fiercely when I saw her, that I would hardly be able to stand it. It had numbed now, to a dull throbbing.

This Saturday morning, and entirely unfamiliar feeling spread throughout my body. It was terrifying and wonderful. Adrenaline pulsed through my veins and my temperature went noticeably higher as my eyes focused on that beautiful ivory skin. I had to force myself to look away and felt a crushing sense of loss that forced my eyes back to the godlike creature walking towards me. His golden eyes locked my gaze and the most incredible feeling crashed into me with the force of a brick wall.

I had just fallen in love with my sworn enemy. I had just irrevocably and unwillingly sealed my destiny. I had just imprinted on Edward Cullen, and it wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair.