A/N: okay, this was really short (it seems my stuff is always short…) but I got the idea for it and just had to write it… I guess I could've made it longer, but I didn't really feel like it, so there you go. Enjoy!
On the hunt.
Blood boils in my veins.
Quil shivers in excitement. I shiver in dread. Emily shivers in fear.
I explode, entering the familiar darkness I refer to as a monster. Hideous, pathetic, dirty.
Not good enough for Bella.
Bella.
My heart still aches for her though it's been so long since I last saw her.
Sam scolds me out of my thoughts of self-pity. We run at inhuman, speeds, chasing the vampire down.
I do without thinking, hating who I am, what I am. I growl at my weaknesses.
Our pack reaches the leech and readies for the kill.
Wait! There are two!
Our whole pack reacts as one, hesitating. All but Paul. Always the reckless one, he barrels into the male, catching him by the throat. Others move to help him, eager to bring the adversary down.
I am not so enthusiastic, catching their scent, smelling something wrong…
The female's eyes meet my own.
My vision clouds and my head swims.
Bella.
A/N: No offense to Jacob by this! I just think if he keeps being so obsessed with Bella he's gonna wind up how Bella was when Edward left her. Whatever. You know the drill, review people!