Gracie's POV

Gracie's POV

After talking to Meg, I actually took a moment to breathe. What did this mean for me?! More than I could ever say. I took a deep breath and contacted Jacob.

'Jacob?'

'What's wrong?' He answered immediately.

'Nothing, I…can I talk to you?'

'I'll be there in ten minutes.'

'Okay.'

Sure enough, Jacob climbed through my window ten minutes later, in a loose pair of plaid pajama pants and a white T-shirt. His strong chest was etched in the fabric as it clung comfily to his shoulders. He came over and sat down on the bed next to me, staring intently at me with his deep brown eyes.

"Did something happen? Was it him?"

I nodded, but I could tell Jake was confused by the happy look on my face. "Jake…there's a cure."

"A cure for what?" He asked skeptically.

"…for us."

He looked at me strangely, almost carefully. "What do you mean?"

"There's a cure for being a werewolf, or a vampire. I don't have to be this way anymore."

He stood, looking shocked, and sort of walked in a small circle in front of me, running a hand through his short black hair.

"How do you know this?"

"Fitzwilliam told me, he –"

"Who?"

'Oops…' I thought, I'd surely blown my cover this time.

"Is that his name?"

I nodded slowly, eyes on the floor. Then and there, I decided that it was time to tell him…if he didn't already know.

"Jacob…" I began.

"I know." He interrupted. "I didn't want to rat you out. I thought – I hoped – you'd tell me yourself." His face hardened.

"I am now –"

"Before you didn't have a choice."

"Are you mad?"

He paused, and I could almost see his anger recede. "Not really." He came over and sat back down. "But don't expect me to trust them just because you do." He said sharply. "And be careful. Because if they hurt you, don't think I won't rip them apart, on our territory or not."

I smiled. "Why do you do all this for me?"

He hesitated. "Because…"

Jacob's POV

'Because I love you. I love you!'

But I didn't say it.

"I don't know." I said, then smirked slightly, retorting "Why do you always call for me when you need someone?"

Gracie's POV

'Because I love you.' I thought. 'And I trust you, and you're always here…'

But that's not what I said.

"I don't know."

We looked at each other for a moment, and I could have sworn he leaned in toward me, but I turned away, clearing my throat.

"What about the rest of the pack?"

Jacob sighed. "That's a different story. I don't think they'll be so…understanding."

I shook my head, closing my eyes. "Let me think about it. I just wanted you to know first."

Jacob looked at me, and I smiled, then nodded my head toward the window. "Go sleep."

"Okay." He stood and went to the window, his gaze lingering a moment before he slipped back out into the night.