"Get inside, and stay there." He ordered me. "I want to find out what's going on." I obeyed, and let myself into the little house as he trotted into the nearby woods to change.

Bella's POV

"Morning, Bella." Billy greeted me, as I stepped into the living room. Nothing ever seemed to be bothering Billy. Not even having his son out in the forest chasing vampires.

I sat down on the couch next to him, and stared at the TV screen, not really seeing Billy's game. He noticed my preoccupation.

"They'll be fine, Bella." He assured me calmly. I believed him, but I worried anyway. How could I not? He was my best friend.

"Sure, sure." I said, exactly the way Jake did, and sighed, resting my chin in my hands. I tried to convince myself that he – and all the other wolves – would be fine, as the minutes passed.

A howl was heard outside; I jumped off the couch in shock. Billy turned to gaze curiously out the window.

There was a light knock on the door. Still jittery from the last surprise, I flinched again in alarm. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. "I'll grab it," I told Billy shakily, hurrying to answer it.

It was Embry, looking anxious. I was instantly alert; something in his expression hinted that something was wrong. Very wrong.

"Bella," he said, his gaze turned calm for a moment, "Jacob sent me to get you." He stated. "We have to get out of here." That worried look returned to his expression. When I didn't move, he grabbed my wrist and towed me from the doorway just as Jacob sprinted up to the small house.

"I'll take her. Go help Sam." He said quickly. Embry hesitated. "Go!" Jake shouted at him. With a final glance over his shoulder Embry raced out of sight into the woods.

"Jake, what's wrong?" he didn't answer. "Jacob? Tell me what is happening!" I cried, panicking.

"Bloodsuckers." He spat, pulling me onto his back. "At least twenty of them." My body froze in terror. Twenty.

Jake took off running in the opposite direction Embry had gone. "Hold on tight!" he ordered, his voice sounding gruff. I didn't get a chance to ask what he meant.

Suddenly, Jake's body exploded beneath me. The ground seemed to disappear as I rose into the air. Fur, the same reddish brown color of Jake's skin, burst out in every direction. In a second I found myself straddling a huge wolf, as if I were riding a horse.

Abruptly we were moving forward with so much speed, I felt as if we were racing with the wind.

'Hold on', he'd told me. I bent forward and clasped my arms around his great furry neck, burying my face in the mane of fluff that was slowly becoming soaked due to the heavy rainfall.

"Breath, Bella." My delusion reminded me; I hadn't realized I was holding my breath. I inhaled, breathing in the musty woodsy scent of the Jacob-wolfs fur. Apparently riding werewolves was life threatening and reckless enough to rouse Edward's warnings. Perhaps this was even better than the cliff diving I had missed earlier today. Had that really only been half an hour ago? Time had slowed to a maddening crawl ever since Jake had towed me from my log on the beach.

Edward's voice had momentarily distracted me from my panic. But as the dread slowly leaked back into my conscience, I searched desperately for something else to keep my mind off of it. I dint have to search long.

I wasn't expecting it. Jake wasn't expecting it either.

The wolf beneath me flinched, and we suddenly were flying sideways.

My body slammed into a tree, I gasped in pain as the huge wolf pinned me against it with added force. "Jake," I whimpered. I couldn't move. I could hardly breath, he was so heavy.

In seconds, the Jacob wolf rolled off of me, and swiftly, gracefully even, stood on all four paws. He let loose a feral snarl that intensified steadily.

Slowly, testing my body to see if it was up to the task of moving, I propped myself up on my arms and looked around. My side twinged dully; hopefully it was just a bruise.

I spotted the cause of Jakes snarls almost instantly. Two black cloaked figures were walking toward us through the heavy sheets of rain; I could barely see them. Their eyes stood out from the surrounding black; blood red.

The rain plastered my wet hair to my face. I attempted to brush the clinging strands out of my eyes, but I couldn't make my arms obey. Fear had me rooted to the ground. Jake limped backward toward me, continuing to growl at the approaching vampires.

Out of the blue, Jake glanced down at me, and whimpered softly. Then the snarls resumed and his huge head whipped back to the two figures as they stopped, a few feet away from Jake. Their burning red eyes glared at me from under their hoods.

Without taking my eyes from theirs – I don't think I could have even if I had wanted to – I pulled myself to my feet, using the tree as a crutch.

There was a flicker of movement behind me and Jake twirled to attack whoever it was. I turned too, just to see, and wished I hadn't.

Victoria.

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A/N - Muahahaha…. :D

A/N - 2 I've always thought that Bella should get a chance to ride a werewolf.