Bella's POV

"Jacob, I feel weird, I think I might have a fever. Can you come round?" I asked, talking into the phone. I felt like my body was being pulled in different directions, and I was burning up.

"Yeah, sure. I'll be there soon." He replied, and cut the line. I started up the stairs, but tripped on the rug, and the ground came rushing up to meet me. I cried out in pain, and started shaking terribly.

"Bella!" Jake exclaimed as he came rushing through the door, and he pulled me into his arms. All I could do was moan in response. He cradled me, and carried me upstairs like I weighed nothing.

"God Bella, you're burning up!" He told me. "Hold on, I'll just get some frozen peas and a cold flannel." He told me, disappearing through the door, but was back within a minute. He placed the flannel on my forehead, and ripped open the bag of peas, letting them fall over me.

"Jake," I croaked, "Now I'm going to have to clean that up," I said, surveying my bed that now accommodated loads of frozen peas, which would melt, and leave a hell of a lot of a cleaning job for me later.

"It doesn't matter, I can do it later." He told me.

That was when it started.

I convulsed and writhed, crying out as a painful numbness covered me. My body was covered with a sheen of sweat, and I heard Jacob shouting at me from far away.

"Help me!" I screamed, but it came out as a sort of howl, like a wolf. Suddenly, I wasn't lying in the bed anymore, and the cold air hit me like a wall, but didn't chill me like normal, I just knew it was cold.

"Bella, calm down, its going to be okay, trust me, its going to be okay." Jacob repeated to me, over and over, and then I suddenly could see… everything! The once gloomy night sky was lit up, and I could see just as well as I could in the sunlight, not that there ever was much sun in Forks. I could hear everything as well, the pitter-patter of small raindrops falling, the sound of tiny animals that inhabited the woods near my house, and every heartbeat, including my own. But I could also hear voices. Now I focused on them, they became loud; it was as if someone was shouting in my ear. I wished they would go away, or be quieter, and to my surprise, they did cease a little.

Bella, its okay. You're a wolf now. Came the familiar voice of Jacob.

I can't believe this is happening…

How can she phase? I mean she's not even…

What do we tell her?

Is she one of us? 'Cause…

There were so many voices, but now I thought about it, they were more like thoughts. Lots of thoughts, all connected.

Bella, I know this is weird, but let us explain. All the Quileute legends I told you on the beach are true. We're werewolves, and so are you.

What? How could this happen? I thought. I thought in the stories only direct descendants would change? I thought. Jacob sighed.

We did too, until you phased. He replied, and I sighed. How would Charlie react to all of this?

Bella, you will not tell Charlie about this. Sam said, and I gasped. There were bass undertones in it, which suddenly had me on the floor, gasping for air. It was like there were strings keeping me down.

Bella, work around the strings. Jacob said. Promise that you won't tell Charlie. It's for his sake; you don't want him to throw a fit, do you? Jacob asked, and slowly I manoeuvred my newly—discovered body around the strings, until I was on my feet again. Tears flowed down my cheeks; this was all so different; if only Edward was here, if only he could tell me what to do. Suddenly, it was like a hole had been ripped in my chest, and I gasped, but I would do all I had always done; endure.

Bella, you have to forget about him. He's gone. Jacob thought to me, and I sobbed. I remembered how he had held me in his cold arms; how he had promised that he would never leave. I remembered how we had kissed, and it was as if fireworks had exploded inside my head.

Eww, gross. Now she's fantasizing about a bloodsucker. That does it. I'm phasing back. Someone thought, and after a few seconds, their thoughts were gone.

Bella, you're a werewolf now; vampires are the natural enemy of the wolf; he said he didn't love you anymore. It's over between you two. Jacob told me, and tears ran down my cheeks. As if it wasn't enough that the Volturi were against us, now here was another barrier that separated me and Edward! Why? What did I do to deserve the whole world between the man I love?

It was never meant to be. Get over it. Jacob thought to me, and I sighed. This would be the last time I ever thought of Edward Cullen. Now, he was dead to me.