"Edward, stop it now!" Carlisle commanded sternly, flying after Edward.
Edward didn't obey; he just kept running. The whole family and Jacob were in pursuit but he had a head start. He jumped over a moss-covered log, landing him in the werewolves' territory. Almost immediately, he was surrounded by the pack. They growled menacingly.
"I'm not getting off your land," Edward snarled, "not without my daughter."
He was going to start a war! This was unlike him, not thinking things through thoroughly.
Edward flung himself into the air, landing on one of the wolf's backs at random. He tore at the fur, leaving a bald spot. He ripped at the wolf's flesh, blood getting under his nails and everywhere else. It smelled terrible. The wolf whined in pain and tried to kick him off but he was attached too tightly. It was Seth, I thought horribly. He would never fight back against Edward and I couldn't stop him.
"Edward, what has gotten into you?" I screamed. My throat was starting to feel raw. "That's Seth; he is our friend. Why would you hurt him?"
He froze and turned to face me; his eyes were blood shot and his lips were pressed in a tight line. The burning man. He closed his lids tightly.
"I'm sorry, Seth." He lay his head against Seth's shoulder and turned so his face was buried the fur, or what was left in that particular spot. His chest heaved as if he were sobbing but I couldn't go across the boundary to comfort him; that would make things worse.
On the bright side, Seth's fur wouldn't take long to grow back.
Seth whimpered and nuzzled Edward's shoulder.
"No, you're just being a good friend and I don't deserve it; I'm a monster," Edward mumbled. "This is my fault."
"Yeah, it is!" Jacob roared in agreement, breaking after him.
Quickly, I grabbed Jacob's wrist and wrenched him backward. I heard a snap come from his broad shoulder. It was ignored; he'd heal.
"Cut him a break, Jacob! He made a mistake. Nessie is our daughter you know."
"This is no time to 'cut him a break'. He went across the boundaries and attacked a werewolf. Edward is indeed a sick monster that we must burn. I told you this from the beginning, Bella. Now you are one of them." His voice was filled with hate.
My heart ached to hear Jacob talk about Edward and my family like that. He still thought we were monsters, even after all this time. Of course, he'd do anything to marry Renesmee, even burn her father if that's what it took. Jacob was being the monster here. But she wouldn't stand for that. She would have to stop this. She'd have to, no matter how much she hated us right now.
By the looks of it, this was war and Renesmee was the peacemaker.