BELLA POV
I cowered into Jacob's side, my eyes scanning the forest for the other werewolves. When they appeared, striding out from between the trees, they weren't what I was expecting. I'd gotten the image of the wolves stuck in my head. These were just four really big half-naked boys.
They reminded me of brothers. Something about the way they moved almost in synchronization to stand across the road from us, the way they all had the same long, round muscles under the red-brown skin, and the same cropped black hair.
They started out curious and cautious. When they saw me there, half-hidden beside Jacob, they all became furious in the same moment. Almost. One of the boys was staring at me with wide eyes, looking sort of dazed, like he had been hit hard by something. There was a sudden pull in my heart, like it was deciding to awaken after quite a few months. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I looked at him. I couldn't ever remember feeling this…connection to someone, especially to a stranger.