Jacob's POV

I'm ignoring the burning in my legs, the exhaustion of my body. I'm running, so far away. This couldn't have happened, there's just no logical explanation. My life was so sorted and suddenly it seems as though all my perfect images and memories have been depleted. A familiar scent invades my senses causing me to come skidding to a halt. Part of me is telling me to run; the other part is waiting for the inevitable to happen.

While my mind is having an internal battle, out walks the enemy; apparently my soul mate. His scent is now completely overpowering, the sweet smell of honey and lilacs. His golden eyes hold a sense of hostility, and rage; his hair whipped in an askew fashion from his running. His jaw is clenched and his perfectly symmetrical lips are set in a straight line. He doesn't say anything yet I know his mind is reeling, calculating, and analyzing each fiber of my thoughts. I remain silent due to the fact that I can't even think of a sentence to explain.

Finally, the ominous silence that enveloped the secluded clearing was too much. "Edward." I inwardly cringed at how broken and inaudible my voice sounded. He didn't move his face expressionless as his stance resembled a statue.

"I didn't mean for this—" I was abruptly cut off by a growl that rumbled in his perfectly taunt chest. Subconsciously I raked my eyes greedily over his perfect body, Bella was right he's perfect, dazzling, and unbelievable.

"Stop thinking like that, mongrel." He hissed, taking one long stride closer to me. I noticeably stiffened, though I kept my face as serious as I could.

"I can't help it, leech." Scowling, I took an advancing step towards him as well.

In a flash, he had his hand around my throat, pinning me up against one of the oak trees that surrounded us. I struggled for a moment, reaching out my hands to attempt to push him off of me. Yet no prevail.

"Listen, puppy…." I growled at the pet name, one of my hands gripping tightly onto his wrist, a feeble attempt to pull him off.

"Whatever you are playing at needs to stop" His voice was gravely serious as he let go of his hold on my throat. "Stay away from Forks."

Later that night…

No One's POV

Jacob lay sprawled across his slowly shrinking bed; he seemed to be growing inches in months. His hands were folded behind his head, staring blankly up at the ceiling. His mind made out images of faces in the thousands of little bumps in the plane. Somehow he manages to see Edward's face staring back at him. He closes his mind for a moment, picturing Edward's angular jaw, up to his soft lips that were contorted into his well known crooked smile. His mind was still in a frenzy, how exactly was he going to confess to Bella, that his soul mate was none other than her boyfriend? Why did he have to imprint on Edward Cullen of all people?

There was a soft knock on his door, pulling him out of his thoughts. He mumbled a quick 'Come in' before the door opened. Standing in the threshold was Seth Clearwater, a nervous expression painted on his face.

"Hey Jake." He whispered softly and shakily, his eyes darting around the room. "I need some help."

Jacob gestured towards the small space left on his bed, watching carefully as Seth slowly sat down.

"What's wrong?" Jacob's tone was lazy and uninterested as Seth fidgeted.

"I think I may have imprinted on someone."

"Oh, on who?"

"You can't be mad, okay? I can't help it."

"Seth, just say it." Jacob's patience was growing thin. He had better things to do then to listen to Seth's rant.

"I think I imprinted on Edward…" Seth finally met Jacob's shocked gaze. He felt his throat tighten, his heart felt as though it was ripped in half and stomped on.

"What?!" He boomed, his teeth grinding together. Was that even possible? Two shape shifters imprinting on the same person, the same male vampire for that matter? All the frantic questions buzzed through Jacob's mind. If it came down to choosing, Edward would no doubt choose Seth, right? Edward and Seth were so close, he should have known. Suddenly his eyebrows furrowed together, Edward wasn't going to choose either of them, but Bella. Then they would end up alone. But what if Edward felt what Seth felt for him? What if Edward was simply going to pass over Jacob as if he was dirt? He suddenly felt the urge to go see Edward.