(Jacob's P.O.V)

Chapter 10: So the Wolf Fell

That damn bloodsucker was planning on breaking the treaty. Bella sure was lucky that I was around that day, or she would've been another pathetic, forgotten "animal attack" victim. I'm almost positive that I'd met her before. Didn't I know a Bell or Beth or somethin' when I was a kid? Could she be the same one? I mean her dad was a cop, now that I think about it. Duh! She was Chief Swan's daughter! So, I did know her! Too bad I didn't get to spend any time with her. That bitch, Rosalie, wouldn't let me anywhere near anyone. I would've broken the treaty and killed her myself if she wasn't so alluring.

"Stop fawning over her, already, Jacob. They're supposed to be our enemies, not our dates," Sam, our pack's leader, thought.

As wolves of the same pack, we could communicate to each other using our thoughts. Some say it's beneficial. I say it's a curse.

"C'mon, Sam, can I not have five minutes to myself?"

"You've been thinking about her a lot, Jacob."

"Well, I did save her life."

"Not Bella. Rosalie."

"No, I haven't!"

"Just wait, Sam, he'll admit it to himself sooner or later," Seth butted in. We were all trotting alongside each other when Seth let out a loud howl, laughing at his own words.

"We've spent weeks listening to your obsessive rants about her. She's all you ever think about," Sam groaned.

"Dude, you've even mentioned how badly it hurts you to act as of you hate her," Seth added.

"I've never mentioned that!"

"Well you've thought it."

"He's right, Jacob…we hear you howl at night. We think it must be Emmett that you really hate. If you love her, the only natural response would be to eliminate her current mate, Emmett," Sam deduced.

"Maybe you imprinted on her, man."

"No that's not true, Seth! If I had, I'd have loved her form the day I first saw her."

"Jacob's right, Seth. He couldn't have imprinted on Rosalie because, to be frank, he used to loathe her. After all, they are our enemies by nature. But, that doesn't mean you can't fall in love with one."

"I hate it when they barge in and screw around with my head!"

"We heard that! " Seth growled.

I started running at full speed, my paws barely touching the ground, towards the only place I knew would comfort me; the cliffs. Flashes of her mesmerizing face clouded my brain. Could my pack members be right? Could I really be falling in love with a creature that I and my ancestors swore to hate?