A/N: Okay so I'm posting this chapter tonight because I most likely won't get the chance to do it tomorrow, so there won't be a new chapter up tomorrow I'm sorry! But here it is now so you have something to read before the next part. Obviously, this chapter is all about Jacob Black and it gets into his relationship with Elina a bit more. I know you've heard this a billion times before, but PLEASE review! I really would love to hear your thoughts on things and your criticism if you have any. I'd really appreciate it. Thank you and enjoy :)

5. Jacob Black

Jacob walked in shortly after Donoma left. I was still on the couch, practicing with my visions and the items Donoma left of the coffee table that I almost didn't realize he was there. He sat down next to me and placed his warm hand on my knee. I turned to look at him and smiled, not only because I was happy to see him, but because he would finally reveal his secret to me. I noticed Carlisle and Esme leave the room, but Edward remained. Jacob turned to look at Edward and then back to me. He took my hand into his, stood up and led me towards the door. I noticed he had a pair of black sweatpants in his other hand. We passed Edward and I caught a glimpse of his face. He looked upset and worried.

"I've got this" Jacob called back to Edward.

Once outside, Jacob continued to walk into the woods in the same direction that we had earlier today. This time we didn't stop. Jacob continued to lead the way until we reached a clearing in the woods. We walked towards the middle and then he stopped, letting go of my hand. He held his hand out so that I wouldn't go any further as he backed away from me. It was all very silent. He began unbuttoning his shirt. I wasn't sure what was doing. Did he want me to undress too? Is that what this was about? If it was, I am so out of here.

"There's something about me you don't know. It's something about the entire tribe. Once I show you, I can explain everything. But it's best to just show you before anything else. You need to see what I really am. But, before I do I just want you to know that this doesn't change who I am. I'm still Jacob, with or without this." He explained as he continued unbuttoning his shirt. He took in a deep breath and started to tremble. In the blink of an eye Jacob was no longer there. A huge, wolf-like creature stood in his place. The pants Jacob wore were in shreds beneath it.

At first, I was terrified. I didn't know what to do. Should I run and scream for help? But then I looked into his big, brown eyes and knew immediately that I had no reason to be afraid. Jacob bowed his head down and inched towards me. I hesitated to touch it, but slowly reached out and ran my fingers along the side of his enormous head. His fur was soft, yet rough at the same time. I smiled at him. This sort of thing wasn't possible, it didn't exist and yet, here he was with me, a half-vampire. What kind of crazy, mystic world do we live in? Jacob backed away and ran into the trees at an immense speed. I was alone in the clearing now, still amazed at what I had just witnessed. Jacob reappeared from the trees, in human form, holding his shirt and wearing the pants he was carrying earlier. He seemed hesitant to approach me. He kept a bit of a distance from me. I thought that was silly and walked towards him. He took a step back, as if surprised that I would move closer to him.

"Jake, you're..." He cut me off.

"I know, I'm a beast." His head was down.

"No, that's not what I was going to say at all. I just can't believe what I just saw."

"It's okay if you're afraid, I understand."

"I'm not scared of you, Jacob. I'm actually even more in love with you. In a way, you're just like me."

"You're in love with me?" He said, lifting his head. There was a glimmer in his eye.

"I guess I am. There's no other way to explain how I feel." I smiled, letting out a giggle.

"I love you too" He said, inching towards me. "There's more that I have to explain to you."

"Okay"

"There's this legend that Quileute's are descended from wolves. There are also legends of the cold ones, or vampires, which date back to the same time as the wolf legends. When the Cullens came here centuries ago they claimed they were different and so my great grandfather made a treaty with them to keep them off of our land. Vampires and werewolves are enemies. The wolves exist to protect humans from vampires, which is why I can turn into a wolf, because the Cullens are here. I'm not the only one, there's a whole pack of us." He explained.

But something in his explanation stuck with me. Vampires and werewolves are enemies.

"Elina are you alright?" Jacob asked, placing his hand on my shoulder.

'We're enemies?" I asked.

"Well, technically I guess. But you aren't fully a vampire and we've learned to co-exist with the Cullens. You've seen that."

"But we can't be together." A tear rolled down my cheek.

"Yes we can. There's something else that being a werewolf comes with. It's called imprinting. When we meet the one we are meant to be with, we imprint on them. Elina, I imprinted on you when I first met you and knew that we were meant for each other."

"Wow" I whispered. "That explains why you always looked at me the way you did."

"Sorry, I tried not to make it too obvious, but sometimes I couldn't help it. You're just so beautiful and my feelings for you are so strong." He said, placing his hand under my chin and lifting my head towards his. He pressed his lips against mine lightly and tenderly. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself against him and kissed him more passionately. He placed his hands on my waist and pulled away gently.

He took my hand and we began to walk back to the house, taking our time. I was his soul mate and I had a soul mate. Something I deemed unbelievable and impossible was suddenly happening to me. I smiled at my thoughts and then my curiosity of what Jacob revealed to me had taken over. It was time for a question and answer session.

"What is it like being a werewolf?" I asked

"It's really cool most of the time. I can just let go of everything and run without a care in the world."

"Is there a downside?"

"Sort of...I can hear the thoughts of my pack and they can hear mine. It's a way for us to stay connected but it's really annoying."

"Can you hear them right now?"

"No, I can only hear them when I'm a wolf. When I'm human, I'm just human."

"That must be nice to be able to separate the two. I'm always going to be half of two different species, all of the time." I sighed.

"It's not so bad. Think of it this way: you're like a super human. No human can ever run as fast as you or have visions like you do. And you most likely won't age, every woman would kill for that."

"Are you immortal?"

"No, but I don't age. I had a growth spurt when I started to change, but now, as long as I'm a werewolf, I won't age."

"What do you mean right now? You can stop being a werewolf?"

"Yeah, well, if vampires aren't around then werewolves won't be either. But since the Cullen's live here permanently, so are the werewolves."

"Good to know..."

When we reached the house, Renesmee was outside with Edward and Bella. Renesmee ran over to Jacob and he scooped her up into his arms. She laughed and looked really happy to see him, as he did to see her. I looked over at Edward. He still looked angered and worried. I didn't get what could possibly be wrong now. Everything was out in the open and wonderful. For once I wished I could see inside his head. What kind of thoughts lingered behind those mysterious eyes of his? I walked over to him, our eyes locked on each other. Bella stood next to him, confused as to what was going on between Edward and I. I didn't want her to get the wrong idea, but I had to pursue this and know what he was thinking.

"Edward, what's your problem now?"

"I just wish you were more careful around him." He whispered.

"Why? I already know he's a werewolf and I know he wouldn't hurt me."

"Maybe not physically..." He mumbled under his breath. That would never cease to annoy me.

Jacob walked over to us with Renesmee, putting my conversation with Edward on hold.

I studied his face as he stood before me. His expression was sweet and kind. How could someone so wonderful possess the power to hurt me like Edward claimed he would? I watched as his muscles flexed when he propelled Renesmee into the air, her giggles ringing in my ears. I imagined his arms wrapped around me so securely that nothing could ever harm me. He was where I felt the safest. Jacob's roaring laugh intertwined with Renesmee's giggles as they played with each other. It made me think of how great he was with her and how wonderful he'd be with his own kids some day; our children. He would be an awesome dad. I smiled at the thought. And then my thoughts were tainted. I bit my bottom lip, pondering what would become of our children if we ever were to have any. Would they be vampires or werewolves? Would they be both? Maybe, by some miracle, our children could be spared and made human instead. Was this what Edward meant by Jacob hurting me? Could a life with him even be possible? Werewolves and vampires are enemies, Jacob told me so himself. This could never work.

I felt cold, hard palm press into my back. Edward was listening to my thoughts, as always. This frustrated me more than anything else. My thoughts were the one thing I could retreat to, the one thing that was my own and now they've been taken from me. I hoped he heard that. A part of me wanted him to feel guilty for always listening to my private thoughts. He has no right to pry into my life like this. If he only knew what it was like to have your most personal thoughts and feelings exposed, he would hate himself for what he does to me.

The cold spot disappeared from my back and I felt sorry for thinking what I did. Even thought I shouldn't, because my thoughts are mine, but I still felt badly for making Edward pull away like that. I looked at his expression. He looked torn and distraught, as if he was disgusted with himself. I sighed, realizing that this was my fault.

"Edward, I..." I tried to apologize, to explain myself but he walked away from me. Bella gave me a cold look as she went after her husband. My head hung down, my eyes on the earth beneath my feet as I turned to see Jacob and Renesmee looking at me. I am such an idiot sometimes. I can be so selfish. It's not Edward's fault he can read minds, and yet I've hurt him in blaming him for it. I had to go inside and apologize, to fix this. Jacob grabbed my wrist and I flew backwards. Luckily, he caught me before I hit the ground.

"Sorry, I forget my own strength sometimes." He said with a warm smile. But a question burned behind it.

"It's alright" I sat, dusting myself off.

"What just happened?" He asked.

"I hurt Edward. He heard my thoughts and I got upset with him. I thought something I shouldn't have."

"What were you thinking?"

I was about to answer when I noticed Renesmee's darling little face peering up at me. "Nothing" I said as I walked into the house.

I examined the white living room for any signs of Edward. It was empty. I made my way up the stairs towards Edward's room, hoping he would be there. I took a step into the hallway when Bella appeared in front of me, blocking me from going any further. Saying she looked furious is an understatement.

"Get out" She breathed through her clenched teeth, letting out a slight growl.

"Bella, I just need to speak to him, to apologize" I pleaded.

"How dare you? After all he's done for you... I want you gone. Now!" Bella stepped forward and I fumbled backwards in response. I looked behind me at the flight of stairs going downward. My heart began to beat extremely fast and hard. I could feel it beating through my chest and in my throat. I turned to meet Bella's gaze on me. She inhaled deeply through her nose, seemingly taking in my sent. She growled again, this time more loudly and animalistic than the first, which was more protective and defensive than vicious. Fear ran through me. What do you do when a vampire looks like it's about to make you the main course? Even with my speed, there's no way I could turn around and run down these stairs in time. The seconds it would take for me to turn around is all she needs to sink her teeth into me. She snarled, inching her face forward. I closed my eyes, accepting my fate and her lips got closer to my neck.

"Bella stop!" His voice sang through the hallway. Bella turned abruptly and I felt my legs give out underneath me. I braced for the fall I was about to take, but before I hit the stairs a pair of cold hands were underneath me, lifting me. I caught a glimpse of his angelic face as he caught me. His expression worried, yet relieved. I felt my eyelids flutter and everything went black.

When I awoke I was alone in the middle of a giant bed. I propped myself up and looked around me and noticed the shelves stocked with CDs. This was Edward's room. I rested my head back on the pillow, feeling a bit light headed. Fainting was pretty common for me. It didn't take much for things to black out. It usually didn't take me long to recover, but I had no idea how long I had been out this time. A near death experience can really take a toll on a person. I could hear Edward and Bella faintly behind the closed door, separating me from them. Bella argued that she wanted me gone and Edward protested to let me stay. I didn't understand why he wanted me here so badly after I hurt him. The door opened and Edward smiled at me from the doorway. I returned the gesture and he glided over to me. Bella stood in the doorway, not impressed by Edward's behaviour towards me.

"How do you feel?" He asked, tilting his head to the side.

"I'm alright, you?"

"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" He laughed.

"Because what I said – what I thought was horrible and I am so sorry, Edward." A tear welled up in my eye.

"That's alright, Elina. I can understand your frustration with me. I'll try not to hear your thoughts, but it's difficult. I can't sift you out of what I hear. I'm sorry for that." He removed a strand of hair from my face as he spoke.

"It's okay. You knowing my thoughts isn't so bad. It keeps us connected, somehow, you know?"

"Yes, it does. And I, too, wish that you could hear my thoughts. It would make all of this much easier." A smile stretched across his face.

"Yeah, well you could always just tell me what you're thinking."

"But having to willingly tell you my thoughts is a difficult thing to succumb to" He said as he sat next to me. I wanted to reach out and touch him; to feel his cold skin against my warm hand. Edward took my hand and pressed it against his face. I was happy he heard that thought, the coolness of his cheek was very satisfying. His skin was so smooth; I could caress it for hours. He closed his eyes and leaned into my hand. It seemed that he was enjoying this just as much as I was. And then I remembered Bella standing in the doorway. I shot up, letting my hand free of Edward's cold skin, to meet Bella's furious eyes. But, to my surprise the doorway was empty.

"She left when I reached you." He said, sorrow filled his words.

"Oh Edward, I'm sorry. You have to go after her. I can't imagine what she's thinking about this."

"Neither can I..."

"What?"

"I can't hear her thoughts. I never could. Bella's mind is like a shield. She did let me into her mind once when she learned how to control her gift. It was the most amazing thing in the world to hear her thoughts. Every once in a while, she'd let me in. But ever since you arrived she's shut me out."

"I should leave." I said, throwing the blanket that lay over me off of me.

"What? No, you can't. You need to rest." Edward stood up in attempt to stop me from getting out of the bed.

"I only fainted, I'm fine. Bella does not want me here, she made that very clear, and me being here has only hurt you and your relationship with Bella. I need to go anyway; Ronald and Marie must be worrying about me." I said, brushing my Edward towards the door. He, of course, beat me to it.

"Elina, be reasonable." He pleaded.

"Edward I can't hurt you anymore. I won't hurt Bella anymore. I'm sorry, but I have to leave."

Amidst the bickering, Jacob appeared behind Edward. His expression shifted from worry to anger.

"What the hell is going on here? Elina, are you alright?" He shoved past Edward and put his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm fine, Jake, everything is fine." I said, wrapping my fingers around his wrists. I stared at his lips, longing to press mine against them.

"Did he hurt you?" He whispered, ruining the moment for me. I dropped my hands down to my sides.

"No!" I shook my head. I couldn't believe he thought Edward would hurt me. If anything, he saved my life from that fall. It killed me that these two couldn't just get along.

"I would never hurt her, mongrel." Edward chimed in. "Unlike you" he whispered.

"What's that supposed to mean, leech?" Jacob asked angrily, stepping towards Edward confrontationally.

"You know exactly what I mean" Edward let out a low growl. Jacob's hands trembled, sweat rolled down his cheek. I began to feel afraid, very afraid. If they fought, how would I stop it? Could I even get between them? Edward relaxed from his tense stance and backed away, hearing the fear in my thoughts. "Tell her" He growled as he backed out of the room. I turned to look at Jacob, who now seemed anxious.

"What do you have to tell me?" I asked, taking a step towards him. Jacob wouldn't look at me. I held out my hand to touch his cheek and he pulled away from me. Was what he was keeping from me really that bad? I curled my hands into fists, bracing for my heart to break. The silence prolonged my agony.

"Can you please just say it? I can't take this silence anymore" I pleaded.

"I don't know how to tell you this. I don't fully understand it myself." He whispered, staring at the floor.

"Jacob, please"

"I imprinted on Renesmee." He blurted out, turning his back to me.

"What? When?" I was in shock. I was right this entire time, soul mates don't exist. There's always some kind of problem, a complication. I felt the tears well up in my eyes but this time I didn't hold them back, I let them fall. And Renesmee is just a little girl, how could he imprint on her? That's disgusting. What is this, pedophilia werewolf style? A shiver rolled down my spine at the thought of Jacob and Renesmee together. He always seemed like a big brother to her, not a lover. This didn't make sense.

"When she was born...I wanted to kill her for hurting Bella, but then I saw her and everything changed. But then I met you and it happened again."

"She's a little girl, Jake."

"It's not like that. When we imprint, it's not always love. I'll be there for her in any way she needs me to be. So right now, I'm like her big brother, I protect her."

"And when she gets older?"

"Then we'll see where it takes us."

"I can't deal with this right now." I wiped the tears from my cheeks, turned and walked away.

I wanted to run, anywhere. I tripped over my own two feet down the hall in my attempt to get out of there as quickly as I could before Jacob ran after me. To my surprise, he didn't. I didn't mind that, though. I didn't want to have to deal with Jacob and his stupid legends. I've had enough with all of this crap that shouldn't exist in the first place.

I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could, hoping not to attract attention. Edward was at the bottom of the stairs, leaning against the post with his hands in his pockets. He turned and looked at me when I came down the stairs. I slowed and then stopped two steps before the end of the stairs just to look at him. There was something comforting about his gaze. He looked sympathetic, yet relieved.

"You were right" I said, sniffling.

"I'm sorry, Elina. A part of me wishes I weren't."

"I have to get out of here." I hopped down the last two steps. Edward stood in front of me, preventing me from going any further.

"Let me take you somewhere." He offered, holding out his hand.

"I don't know..."

"I promise it'll help clear your head. Please, I'd love to show you something. "He smiled that crooked smile of his. It made me melt. There was something about him that was simply irresistible. It was his handsomeness, those golden eyes, his sweet scent...everything about him was enticing. I placed my hand into his icy palm and ran off with Edward Cullen.