Author's Note:- Just a quick filler chapter (if you can call it that)... Just until I next update, which should be soon... Please review and enjoy...
Jacob could feel the sharp branches brush roughly against his fur, attacking his flesh underneath as he began the chase; his paws were light and nimble, dashing over the leaf covered ground. Running as fast as the wind, relying solely his animal instincts to guide him, he ran down his prey in a frenzied attack.
The chocolate brown fur on his face was matted and bloody, he'd narrowly missed blinding him on a low branch in his desperation. It stung, he knew it was deep, but didn't have time to stop and check; instead, he ignored the pain and the bleeding and just ran as if his life depended upon it.
The trees and bushes went past in a blur; the adrenaline was spurring him on, willing him to catch the young buck. He followed, hot on its heels as it dipped and dodged around a tree. It leapt over a fallen tree, Jacob quickly dashed around, avoiding hurting himself further, he got round too late, he'd already let it gain too much distance.
He was panting heavily, gasping for air; his legs weren't going fast enough for him. He was badly out of shape and he was now suffering for it. He snapped and barked at his prey, it was a young buck, much faster than Jacob. Jacob began to slow his pace down, ready for giving up the chase; his heart was pounding out of its bony cage, his muscles throbbing and aching. A drop of his own blood dripped into his mouth, the iron tinged taste reminding him of why he was here.
"Bella." He thought to himself through the searing pain.
He growled at himself, snapping himself out of his disbelief, remembering who he was doing all of this for, why he was helping out someone he hated, with a picture of her beautiful face in his mind he felt a surge of energy run straight through his body, his legs were no longer tired, instead they had been replaced by springs which were now letting him bound through the forestation with ease.
He worked himself hard and it began to pay off, he was gaining on the young buck as it began to tire, Jacob's luck seemed to of changed completely as the young deer took a bad fall, hurdling itself to the floor after falling over a hidden tree root.
As it tumbled to the floor Jacob was on top of it. Snapping at snarling at the buck as it tried to get up; his animalistic side took over as he delved his razor-sharp teeth into the soft warm flesh of the deer's neck, he bit down hard until he heard a snap, he retracted his teeth and watched as the deer slump to the floor.
Jacob fought the urge to eat as his human mind came back. He pictured Bella standing next to him, she'd seen the whole thing. He'd hated going behind her back like this, even more, he hated the vampires for leaving him no choice.
He carried the warm carcass back to his home, his prize for having worked himself so hard, moving at a fast paced trot watching out for hidden roots and low hanging branches, ready to trip him if he didn't concentrate hard on what he was doing. He was carrying precious cargo; every drop of blood was the difference between life and death. He panted and slowed slightly he hadn't had to turn into his wolf form for so long, that part of him had forgotten how to be a wolf.