Jake's POV

I can't understand why I'm surprised to see her like this; why it hurts to watch her defend THEM. I really should have known that she would sell out and become the one thing she said she never would. I really should have seen this coming, but somehow, I didn't.

Five years ago, when the first one destroyed her, she swore off their kind, damning every one of them to deepest pits of hell, and here she is, not just cozy with a murderous bastard, but she was one as well.

I hate her, despise her. She could have at least put a little effort into not killing humans and tried to at least be a moral parasite; be a little picky in her meal choices. I had shifted back into my human form while she was on her knees and, like everyone else, just stood there watching, waiting for her to get over the stupid shit and get back up.

I saw the look in her eyes when she finally opened them and for a moment, almost sagged in relief thinking that she was finally going to come to her senses and realize that what she was being forced to do was wrong and fix the problem by taking out the human killing fucker but she didn't. I felt my head get hot, my blood begin to boil again when she didn't pull away and act on that anger and horror in her eyes and tear that bastard to shreds.

I couldn't understand her when she spoke, but what she said didn't matter. She was still on her knees and completely still, still in that fucker's hold. My stomach revolted and my mouth ran on its own.

"Cut the bullshit and get up, ya fucking bitch."

I watched as her head slowly turned to face me, her eyes pits of black fire while the red eyes of the guy were red hot infernos. I felt everyone's eyes on me but I really didn't care. None of them scared me. Bella's eyes narrowed and her lips pulled further from her teeth. I just crossed my arms and met her glare head on.

"Don't fucking look at me like that. You sold the fuck out."

She growled at me, "I beg your pardon?" Well, she finally pulled away from the creep. She stood slowly and turned to face me, her demeanor completely on edge and coiled tighter than I would have thought possible for a dead body. "I did what? Sold out? I didn't do shit. I didn't ASK for this. I didn't go out of my way LOOKING for it. So, HOW, exactly, did I sell out when a cunt was paid to hunt me down and kill me, couldn't do it, so she crashed the plane I was on into the Canadian Tundra, and then, when I wouldn't die like good little human, she bit me. Tell me how the FUCK that was MY fault?"

When I didn't say anything for a minute, because I didn't know how this had come about, a wicked little grin came to her face, her eyes sparking with dark amusement. She chuckled a bit as she slowly floated across the ground towards me, that Peter guy a few steps behind her, his eye guarded and cautious, ready to intervene if he had to.

"You didn't know, yet you judge me. You hate me for what I am when really, it should be yourself you hate for letting it happen in first place. You want to kill me, rip me apart and burn my glittery ass before you piss on my ashes, right? You look at me now and compare me to who I used to be, who I will never be again. You see my bright red eyes and think of all the humans I sucked dry in hunger and thirst and just for fun." She smirked at me, six inches away and stood up on her tiptoes so she could get a better lock on my eyes, "You hate everything about me, but I can see it in your eyes, smell it in your blood... You STILL wanna fuck me."

There was a growl on the air, and POOF, Bella was no longer right in front of me, but giggling like a baby behind the male vampire that was glaring daggers of death at me. His eyes were no longer red but a black so dark I don't think that there was actually a name for it. Also, the mother fucker did not look that big a minute ago. Before I got the chance to say a word about how I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole, he spoke and it took more effort than I would like to admit not to show the fear it shot down my spine.

"Come near my mate and you will die, Pound Puppy."

Bella poked her out from behind his arm and actually stuck her tongue out at me. All the darkness from before was gone from her eyes, a childlike playfulness shining bright in the blood red pools. I was so shocked at the sudden change that the empath that used to run with the Cullens snorted, drawing my attention over to him.

"She's still a baby and susceptible to extreme mood swings. Also, I will only warn you once, she will never be the one you need to worry about."

Looking at him a minute longer, I turned back to Peter, who was still glaring at me, only now he had his arms crossed around Bella's shoulders and his chin on the top of her head, a very clear sign of who Jasper was referring to.

I just met his glare and with more bravado than I really had, "You don't scare me..." I saw his nose twitch as one brow slid up into his bangs, but I didn't make a noticeable pause, "and I wouldn't touch her will a ten foot fucking pole."

A very slow smirk came to his lips, growing until his teeth showed, "You a horrible liar, Boy; ya know that? Or maybe ya just forgot just how good a vampire's nose is. I can smell both fear running through ya blood and want floodin' your dick." Then he shrugged a little, amusement sparking in his eyes, "course, I don't blame ya. My girl here is walkin', talkin' sex. The key word ya gonna wanna keep in mind however, is MY girl. So, you either lose the stiffy 'bout to burst through your zipper or I rip it off."

In response to that, I said the first thing that came to mind, that happened to be a lie, without thinking about what was going to come from it. "Just keep in mind, I fucked her first."

I heard a surround sound of groans and a few facepalms before I felt pain exploding from my mouth and found myself staring at the sky.

Jasper POV

Of all the stupid, retarded things I have ever heard one of the mutts say, that one certainly took the cake... and I was only fast enough to catch Izzy, leaving Peter to knock the prick into next week. Oh well, at least Peter has enough control over his strength not to knock his head completely off. I caught Izzy around the waist and twisted until her feet were off the ground before pumping a hefty dose of calm and lethargy into her so she didn't struggle or bite... more so she didn't bite.

Turning around, I was just in time to see Jake roll to his feet, his teeth bared like the dog he is, vibrating like a female sex toy as he stared at Peter, who was also crouched down from his landing after planting his foot in the mutt's mouth.

Peter was on a bended knee, one hand on the ground, the other clenching and unclenching at his side, his head ducked a bit, his bangs in his eye but even without SEEING his face, I knew what it looked like. One does not know Peter without knowing what his glare looks like. I took a moment to consider bringing this to an end and knocking the mutt out and making Peter chill, but then I glanced down at the forcibly subdued baby in my grasp and decided against it. It was probably for the better the pup got put in his place sooner rather than later because if Peter didn't deal with this now, well, Iz knew how to hold a grudge and she won't always have someone to hold her back.

I felt someone come up behind me and glanced over my shoulder and found the alpha mutt standing there with his arms crossed. "So, should we stop this now, or let them have it out?"

I shrugged a bit, "it's either dealt with now or later, but if it's later, there might not be anyone to pull Peter off your Beta."

His voice was a little indignant, "or vice versa."

I snorted hard at that, "No, I'm right. Your stupid ass little friend there not only insulted his mate, but is currently directly challenging him... in his territory. The pup has what, three maybe four years of fighting experience, probably none of which against an actual vampire, versus Peter and his over century of murder and destruction? No, Peter is gonna hand him his ass."

I turned my attention back to Peter and the little pound puppy reject when the mutt snarled. That was apparently the signal, because they both shot towards each other, Jake going a little high to be effective and Peter going low, sliding under the dog in a base slide before he twisted a little. I smirked as this little maneuver resurfaced in my mind. So, that's where she learned that shit, huh? I figured as much but confirmation is always nice. However, Izzy used that twist to spear me from behind whereas Peter used it only to recover a little before grabbing Jacob's ankle and, using his momentum, Peter jerked him around and flung him across the yard.

Now, Peter is fast, even by vampire standards, but I had no idea just how quick the fucker was when his temper got the best of him. I never saw him move, only kinda appear on the other side of the dog before he hit the ground and swing a round house to send Jake right back to where he started and then just sorta materialize standing over Jake's body. I couldn't understand why the mutt didn't shift but I also didn't care.

Peter reached down and wrapped a hand around his throat before lifting him up to his height. Now, Jake is kinda tall at 5'11, 6 feet, but Peter stands at 6'4, so in order to be eye to eye, Jake's feet were no longer on the ground. Peter's eye were already back to red but they were no less dark than when they were pitch black. His voice was also very calm, deceptive; "You listen real good now, you lying sack of shit. If you ever so much as even LOOK at my mate again, I will rip your fucking eyes out through the back of your skull and if you lie about my girl like that again, it will be the last thing you do. You either respect her or keep ya distance from her. She is MINE, and I don't take all that kindly to flea bitten little bastards talking filth about her. So, either you keep her out of your head and her name from your tongue, or I take them both, ya hear me, Boy?"

Without waiting for an answer to the clearly rhetorical question, Peter once again flung him like a rag doll, only this time, towards the rest of his pack, hitting with a pop before sliding to a stop at their feet. Peter then turned to the alpha behind me and glared at him, "collar and muzzle the fucker or he will get hurt. Jasper will show ya'll to the guest house."

I scoffed, "why me?"

He cocked a brow, "I'll drown the fucker in a toilet, that's why." After a parting glare at the one he was talking about, he held out an arm for Izzy to take and after a quick pause to tell the vampires to follow him, left me to deal with the dogs.

Asshole.