Chapter 3

(A/N: I don't own the characters or the passage of Jacob and Bella talking in new moon, if I did, I probably wouldn't be writing this)

He looked terrified, like a child who's parent had caught him super-gluing his door shut. Like the wolf thought he was doing something wrong. This just wasn't making any sense anymore. Ever since I moved to Forks, nothing made sense anymore. I was living in a world of monsters. – That's when I realized everything, the wolf. I remembered that day when Jacob told me about the wolves like it had happened yesterday…

"Do you know any of our old stories, about where we came from- the Quileutes, I mean?" he asked

"Not really" I admitted.

"there are stories of the cold ones"

"the cold ones?"

"yeah, there are stories of the cold ones as old as the wolf legends, and some are much more recent. According to the legend, my own great-grandfather knew some of them. He was the one who made the treaty that kept them off our land"

"your great-grandfather?"

"He was a tribal elder, like my father. You see, the cold ones are the only natural enemies of the wolf- well, not the wolf really, but the wolves that turn into men, like our ancestors. You would call them werewolves"

Oh my god.

"You-your-a-werewolf" I stuttered.

That's when my knees went weak. I felt myself fall to the floor, just before a pair of two large arms caught me and held me.

"Bella, honey, its okay. Bella, I won't hurt you. I promise." He said as he placed me gently on the bed and he began to walk towards the window.

"No!" I gasped and I ran into him although the impact did nothing to him.

"Bella, what if something happens?" he asked. "You know what I am now. What if I tried to hurt you?"

"You wouldn't"

"You seem certain"

"I am."

"How?"

"Because I love you, Jacob. And I know you love me too"

He looked into my eyes with his own. He slowly moved closer to me as I did the same. His arms took my waist as we closed the space between us. We were so close that I could feel the fiery, intoxicating scent of his breath. His warm hand moved my hair from my face as he leaned in. Our lips were about to touch…..

"Jacob!" our heads snapped up to see…….

(A/N: Who's there??? Sorry for the short chapter. Next one will be up soon hopefully. I have a lot of things to do before winter break. Please review!! Ideas are welcome!!)