Hi! I'm Hanni! This story takes place in "New Moon" right after Jacob tells her to stay away…everyone remember that part? Okay, so review, and favorite!

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Hanni98

Chasing the Moon

Chapter 1

Bella

I was running impossibly fast, my soft white paws hitting the cold forest ground, icy blasts of wind was hitting my dark black coat of fur that appeared almost blue in the moonlight streaking down from between the trees, but I didn't care: Nothing would make me stop until I reached my destination.

I continued to run until I reached the tall spruces tress that seemed to touch the sky, there I hid in the tree line, watching a lone figure throw stones into the cold icy water.

"Stupid vampires, always taking what they want, and never thinking about the consequences." Jacob Black, my best friend muttered, "He doesn't know what he did to her, and now I'm trying to pick up the damn pieces!"

He was talking about my ex-boyfriend, Edward Cullen, who left me alone in the forest on my birthday, saying he was never coming back. After that day, I crumpled into a shell, moving like a robot, I was alive, but with had no emotion until Jake started coming around, and yesterday he told me that he didn't want to see me, either.

"I have to talk to Sam," he said, his words only for himself to hear, a promise to himself that only seamed real when spoken aloud, "I can't let her think she has nobody, that I left her like that blood sucker did."

I took a loud intake of breath, "Bella?" he asked, peering into the forest.

I longed to come out of my hiding spot, to stand in front of him, and ask him what was going on, but I didn't dare make a sound, I stood as still as a stone, my dark coat blending into the night. Despite my attempt to become invisible, he seemed to look right at me when he spoke three words, "Remember the wolves."

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I woke up; feeling like someone was watching me, Jacob's words still ringing in my ears: 'Remember the wolves'.

I thought about my dream, Jacobs's words, and his heavy anger that clouded over his beautiful face when speaking of the vampires. I thought about my dark black wolf fur, and the way my body seamed to float when I ran, like I was running on the clouds, like I was running on the only stretch of heaven I had left: Jacob Black.

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