"You know this is all your fault," Jacob glared at me. It is very unusual to see your reflection glaring at you with pure hatred. "You've been on my case ever since EJ and I started getting more serious. You've had six years to get used to the idea that eventually we were going to start dating. And how do you shut up all these voices in your head?"

"You get used to it," I assured him. "Actually, I thought I'd be able to hear your pack even in human form, but I guess you have to transform to communicate. Speaking of which, since our powers still seem to be in our bodies, I'd recommend not getting me angry enough to transform. I'm not sure I'd be able to control the wolf. I went hunting last night, but you should warn us if you start getting hungry. I know you've eaten animals in your wolf form, but drinking the blood as a vampire is an entirely different experience."

"I don't believe this. Your son used some kind of spell or magic to transport us into each others bodies and you're making out a checklist of what we have to do to be each other? Screw this. I'm going beat down that door to find him and convince him to turn us back."

"How? He clearly wanted us to experience life as each other. I am simply trying to figure out how to deal with both of our special abilities in the most effective manner. You, on the other hand, are just freaking out and will get someone hurt if you don't understand how to control being a vampire."

"You are the only one I'm going to hurt. You want to know some fast, easy tricks to being a werewolf. Change, if the pack hears your mind they will know what is going on and they could help get us out of here."