The Twilight Saga 3: Eclipse Chapter 19. SELFISH

EDWARD CARRIED ME HOME IN HIS ARMS, EXPECTING that I wouldnt be equal to hang on. I must withdraw f completely(a)en a respite on the mightily smart.When I woke up, I was in my bed and the dull lighten coming finished my windows slanted in from a strange angle. almost care it was afternoon.I yawned and stretched, my flips intrusive for him and coming up empty.Edward? I mumbled.My assimilateking fingers encountered some thing cool and smooth. His hand.Are you real awake this fourth dimension? he murmured.Mmm, I sighed in assent. Have at that place been a lot of false alarms?Youve been re in completelyy restless talking both day.Allday? I blinked and reflexi integrityd at the windows once again.You had a ample night, he express reassuringly. Youd clear a day in bed.I sat up, and my orient spun. The light was coming in my window from the west. Wow.Hungry? he gibeed. Do you wish breakfast in bed?Ill go a focussing it, I groaned, stretmentumg again. I pauperism to choose prohibited up and move around.He held my hand on the charge to the kitchen, eyeing me carefully, standardized I might fall e veryplace. Or perhaps he persuasion I was sleepwalking.I kept it simple, throwing a pair off of Pop-Tarts in the toaster. I caught a glimpse of myself in the reflective chrome.Ugh, Im a mess.It was a keen-sighted night, he said again. You should relieve unmatchableself stayed here and slept. flop And missed everything. You go through, you have to start accepting the fact that Im part of the family presently.He smiled. I could probably get used to that idea.I sat experience with my breakfast, and he sat next to me. When I lifted the Pop-Tart to contact the showtime bite, I noniced him staring at my hand. I looked down, and saw that I was pipe down wearing the gift that Jacob had effrontery me at the party.May I? he demanded, reaching for the tiny wooden woman chaser.I swallowed noisily. Um, sure.He travel his hand under the c harm bracelet and balanced the miniscule figurine in his snowy palm. For a fleeting moment, I was afraid. Just the slightest lift of his fingers could crush it into splinters.But of line of credit Edward wouldnt do that. I was embarrassed Id level(p) had the impression. He only weighed the wolf in his palm for a moment, and and so let it fall. It swung lightly from my wrist.I tried to read the facial expression in his look. All I could insure was thoughtfulness he kept everything else hidden, if at that place was anything else.Jacob Black john give you presents.It wasnt a question, or an accusation. Just a statement of fact. But I knew he was referring to my in conclusion birthday and the conform to Id thrown over gifts I hadnt cute any. Especially non from Edward. It wasnt unaccompanied logical, and, of course, every wiz had ignored me anyway. . . .Youve given me presents, I reminded him. You have sex I like the home do kind.He pursed his lips for a second. How so mewhat hand-me-downs? Are those accept adequate?What do you mean?This bracelet. His finger traced a circle around my wrist. Youll be wearing this a lot?I shrugged.Because you wouldnt ask to hurt his feelings, he suggested shrewdly.Sure, I guess so.Dont you conceptualize its fair, thusly, he asked, looking down at my hand as he spoke. He morose it palm up, and ran his finger a coarse the veins in my wrist. If I contri besidese a unforesightful representation?Representation?A charm something to keep me on your mind.Youre in every thought I have. I dont have reminders.If I gave you something, would you wear it? he pressed.A hand-me-down? I checked.Yes, something Ive had for a while. He smiled his angels smile.If this was the only reaction to Jacobs gift, I would take it fleur-de-lisly. Whatever serves you happy.Have you noniced the inequality? he asked, and his voice glowering accusing. Because I certainly have.What inequality?His eyes narrowed. Every matchless else is ab le to get onward with giving you things. Every iodin but me. I would have loved to get you a graduation present, but I didnt. I knew it would have upset you more(prenominal) than if any single else did. Thats utterly unfair. How do you explain yourself?Easy. I shrugged. Youre more important than everyone else. And youve given me you. Thats already more than I deserve, and anything else you give me fulleous throws us more out of balance.He processed that for a moment, and then rolled his eyes. The way you regard me is ludicrous.I chewed my breakfast calmly. I knew he wouldnt listen if I told him that he had that backward.Edwards hollo buzzed.He looked at the number before he opened it. What is it, Alice?He listened, and I waited for his reaction, suddenly nervous. But whatever she said didnt surprise him. He sighed a few times.I sort of guessed as such(prenominal), he told her, staring into my eyes, a disapproving arch to his brow. She was talking in her sleep.I flushed. What had I said now?Ill take care of it, he promised.He glared at me as he shut his phone. Is in that respect something youd like to talk to me somewhat?I deliberated for a moment. Given Alices warning exsert night, I could guess wherefore shed called. And then remembering the troubled dreams Id had as Id slept through the day dreams where I chased after Jasper, trying to followhim and beget the clearing in the maze-like woods, penetrating I would find Edward in that respect . . . Edward, and the monsters who wanted to start me, but not caring roughly them because Id already make my decision I could also guess what Edward had over visualized while Id slept.I pursed my lips for a moment, not quite able to meet his gaze. He waited.I like Jaspers idea, I finally said.He groaned.I want to help. I have to do something, I insisted.It wouldnt help to have you in danger.Jasper thinks it would. This is his area of expertise.Edward glowered at me.You enduret keep me away, I threatened. Im not dismission to report out in the forest while you all take risks for me.Suddenly, he was squeezeing a smile. Alice doesnt see you in the clearing, Bella. She sees you stumbling around anomic in the woods. You wont be able to find us youll incisively hurl it more time overwhelming for me to find you afterward.I tried to keep as cool as he was. Thats because Alice didnt factor in Seth Clearwater, I said politely.If she had, of course, she wouldnt have been able to see anything at all. But it blend ins like Seth wants to be there as over untold as I do. It shouldnt be similarly hard to persuade him to show me the way.Anger flickered across his formula, and then he to a faultk a obscure breath and composed himself. That might have worked . . . if you hadnt told me. right away Ill just ask surface-to-air missile to give Seth certain orders. a great deal as he might want to, Seth wont be able to ignore that kind of injunction.I kept my smile pleasant. But why would s urface-to-air missile give those orders? If I ordain him how it would help for me to be there? Ill bet surface-to-air missile would rather do me a favor than you.He had to compose himself again. Maybe youre right. But Im sure Jacob would be only overly eager to give those alike(p) orders.I frowned. Jacob?Jacob is second in command. Did he never tell you that? His orders have to be followed, too.He had me, and by his smile, he knew it. My fore send crumpled. Jacob would be on his side in this one exemplar I was sure. And Jacob never had told me that.Edward took advantage of the fact that I was momentarily stumped, act in a suspiciously smooth and soothing voice.I got a fascinating look into the packs mind last night. It was better than a gunk opera. I had no idea how complex the dynamic is with such a large pack. The pull of the individual against the plural psyche . . . Absolutely fascinating.He was obviously trying to distract me. I glared at him.Jacobs been keeping a lot o f secrets, he said with a grin.I didnt answer, I just kept glaring, holding on to my argument and waiting for an opening.For instance, did you note the smaller gray wolf there last night?I nodded one stiff nod.He chuckled. They take all of their legends so seriously. It turns out there are things that none of their stories prepared them for.I sighed. Okay, Ill bite. What are you talking around?They always accepted without question that it was only the direct grandsons of the original wolf who had the power to transform.So someone changed who wasnt a direct descendant? nary(prenominal) Shes a direct descendant, all right.I blinked, and my eyes widened. She?He nodded. She knows you. Her place is Leah Clearwater.Leahs a werewolf I shrieked. What? For how long? Why didnt Jacob tell me? in that location are things he wasnt allowed to share their numbers, for instance. Like I said before, when Sam gives an order, the pack simply isnt able to ignore it. Jacob was very careful to think of other things when he was near me. Of course, after last night thats all out the window.I cant gestate it. Leah Clearwater Suddenly, I remembered Jacob speaking of Leah and Sam, and the way he acted as if hed said too much after hed said something about Sam having to look in Leahs eyes every day and know that hed broken all his promises. . . . Leah on the cliff, a tear glistening on her cheek when Old Quil had spoken of the burden and sacrifice the Quileute sons shared. . . . And Billy, spending time with Sue because she was having trouble with her kids . . . and here the trouble actually was that both of them were werewolves nowI hadnt given much thought to Leah Clearwater, just to grieve for her outlet when Harry had passed away, and then to pity her again when Jacob had told her story, about how the strange work between Sam and her cousin Emily had broken Leahs heart.And now she was part of Sams pack, audition his thoughts . . . and unable to hide her own.I actually hate that part, Jacob had said. Everything youre ashamed of, move out for everyone to see. myopic Leah, I whispered.Edward snorted. Shes making life exceedingly virulent for the rest of them. Im not sure she deserves your sympathy.What do you mean?Its hard becoming for them, having to share all their thoughts. Most of them try to cooperate, make it easier. When even one member is deliberately malicious, its painful for everyone.She has reason lavish, I mumbled, as yet on her side.Oh, I know, he said. The imprinting compulsion is one of the strangest things Ive ever witnessed in my life, and Ive seen some strange things. He agitate his head loveingly. The way Sam is tied to his Emily is impossible to describe or I should assure her Sam. Sam in truth had no choice. It reminds me of A Midsummer Nights Dream with all the crazy house caused by the fairies love spells . . . like magic. He smiled.Its very nearly as strong as the way I feel about you.Poor Leah, I said again. But what do you mean, malicious?Shes constantly bringing up things theyd rather not think of, he explained. For example, Embry.Whats with Embry? I asked, surprised.His drive go down from the Makah reservation seventeen years ago, when she was pregnant with him. Shes not Quileute. Everyone assumed shed odd his father behind with the Makahs. But then he joined the pack.So?So the prime candidates for his father are Quil Ateara Sr., Joshua Uley, or Billy Black, all of them married at that point, of course.No I gasped. Edward was right this was exactly like a soap opera.Now Sam, Jacob, and Quil all wonder which of them has a half-brother. Theyd all like to think its Sam, since his father was never much of a father. But the doubt is always there. Jacobs never been able to ask Billy about that.Wow. How did you get so much in one night?The pack mind is mesmerizing. All thinking together and then separately at the same time. Theres so much to readHe sounded faintly regretful, like someone whod h ad to mystify down a steady- qualifying book just before the climax. I laughed.The pack is fascinating, I agreed. Almost as fascinating as you are when youre trying to distract me.His expression became polite again a perfect poker face.I have to be in that clearing, Edward.No, he said in a very final tone.A certain path occurred to me at that moment.It wasnt so much that I had to be in the clearing. I just had to be where Edward was.Cruel, I accused myself. Selfish, selfish, selfish Dont do itI ignored my better inherent aptitudes. I couldnt look at him while I spoke, though. The guilt had my eyes glued to the table.Okay, look, Edward, I whispered. Heres the thing . . . Ive already gone crazy once. I know what my point of accumulations are. And I cant stand it if you leave me again.I didnt look up to see his reaction, afraid to know how much pain I was inflicting. I did hear his sudden intake of breath and the silence that followed. I stared at the bootleg wooden tabletop, wis hing I could take the words back. But lettered I probably wouldnt. Not if it worked.Suddenly, his arms were around me, his hands separatrix my face, my arms. He was comforting me. The guilt went into spiral mode. But the survival instinct was stronger. There was no question that he was fundamental to my survival.You know its not like that, Bella, he murmured. I wont be far, and it will be over quickly.I cant stand it, I insisted, still staring down. Not knowing whether or not youll beat back. How do I live through that, no matter how quickly its over?He sighed. Its going to be easy, Bella. Theres no reason for your fears.None at all?None.And everybody will be fine?Everyone, he promised.So theres no way at all that I need to be in the clearing?Of course not. Alice just told me that theyre down to nineteen. Well be able to handle it substantially.Thats right you said it was so easy that someone could sit out, I repeated his words from last night. Did you really mean that?Yes.It mat up too simple he had to see it coming.So easy that you could sit out?After a long moment of silence, I finally looked up at his expression.The poker face was back.I took a deep breath. So its one way or the other. Either there is more danger than you want me to know about, in which case it would be right for me to be there, to do what I can to help. Or . . . its going to be so easy that theyll get by without you. Which way is it?He didnt speak.I knew what he was thinking of the same thing I was thinking of. Carlisle. Esme. Emmett. Rosalie. Jasper. And . . . I coerce myself to think the last name. And Alice.I wondered if I was a monster. Not the kind that he thought he was, but the real kind. The kind that hurt people. The kind that had no limits when it came to what they wanted.What I wanted was to keep him synthetic rubber, safe with me. Did I have a limit to what I would do, what I would sacrifice for that? I wasnt sure.You ask me to let them fight without my help? he said in a quiet voice.Yes. I was surprised I could keep my voice even, I felt so wretched inside. Or to let me be there. Either way, so long as were together.He took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly. He moved his hands to place them on either side of my face, forcing me to meet his gaze. He looked into my eyes for a long time. I wondered what he was looking for, and what it was that he found. Was the guilt as thick on my face as it was in my stomach sickening me?His eyes tightened against some emotion I couldnt read, and he dropped one hand to pull out his phone again.Alice, he sighed. Could you come babysit Bella for a bit? He raised one eyebrow, daring me to objective lens to the word. I need to speak with Jasper.She evidently agreed. He put the phone away and went back to staring at my face.What are you going to say to Jasper? I whispered.Im going to discuss . . . me sitting out.It was easy to read in his face how difficult the words were for him.Im sorry.I was sorry. I hated to make him do this. Not enough that I could fake a smile and tell him to go on leading without me. Definitely not that much.Dont apologize, he said, smiling just a little(a). Never be afraid to tell me how you feel, Bella. If this is what you need . . . He shrugged. You are my first priority.I didnt mean it that way like you have to choose me over your family.I know that. Besides, thats not what you asked. You gave me two alternatives that you could live with, and I chose the one that I could live with. Thats how compromise is supposed to work.I leaned forward and rested my forehead against his chest. Thank you, I whispered.Anytime, he answered, kissing my hair. Anything.We didnt move for a long moment. I kept my face hidden, pressed against his shirt. Two voices struggled inside me. One that wanted to be good and brave, and one that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.Whos the 3rd wife? he asked me suddenly.Huh? I said, stalling. I didnt remember having had that dream ag ain.You were talk something about the third wife last night. The rest made a little sentience, but you lost me there.Oh. Um, yeah. That was just one of the stories that I heard at the bonfire the other night. I shrugged. I guess it stuck with me.Edward leaned away from me and cocked his head to the side, probably confused by the uncomfortable edge to my voice.Before he could ask, Alice appeared in the kitchen doorway with a sour expression.Youre going to miss all the fun, she grumbled.Hello, Alice, he greeted her. He put one finger under my chin and tilted my face up to kiss me goodbye.Ill be back later(prenominal) tonight, he promised me. Ill go work this out with the others, rearrange things.Okay.Theres not much to arrange, Alice said. I already told them. Emmett is pleased.Edward sighed. Of course he is.He walked out the door, leaving me to face Alice.She glared at me.Im sorry, I apologized again. Do you think this will make it more dangerous for you?She snorted. You worry to o much, Bella. Youre going to go prematurely gray.Why are you upset, then?Edward is such a grouch when he doesnt get his way. Im just anticipating living with him for the next few months. She made a face. I suppose, if it keeps you sane, its worth it. But I wish you could control the pessimism, Bella. Its so unnecessary.Would you let Jasper go without you? I demanded.Alice grimaced. Thats different.Sure it is.Go clean yourself up, she order me. Charlie will be home in fifteen minutes, and if you look this chivy hes not going to want to let you out again.Wow, Id really lost the whole day. It felt like such a waste. I was glad I wouldnt always have to squander my time with sleeping.I was all in all presentable when Charlie got home fully dressed, hair decent, and in the kitchen putting his dinner on the table. Alice sat in Edwards usual place, and this seemed to make Charlies day.Howdy, Alice How are you, hon?Im fine, Charlie, thanks.I see you finally made it out of bed, sleepyhe ad, he said to me as I sat beside him, before turning back to Alice. Everyones talking about that party your parents threw last night. Ill bet youve got one heck of a clean-up job ahead of you.Alice shrugged. Knowing her, it was already done.It was worth it, she said. It was a great party.Wheres Edward? Charlie asked, a little grudgingly. Is he helping clean up?Alice sighed and her face turned tragic. It was probably an act, but it was too perfect for me to be positive. No. Hes off provision the weekend with Emmett and Carlisle.Hikingagain?Alice nodded, her face suddenly forlorn. Yes. Theyre all going, except me. We always go backpacking at the end of the school year, sort of a celebration, but this year I decided Id rather shop than hike, and not one of them will stay behind with me. Im abandoned.Her face puckered, the expression so devastated that Charlie leaned toward her automatically, one hand reaching out, looking for some way to help. I glared at her suspiciously. What was s he doing?Alice, honey, why dont you come stay with us, Charlie offered. I hate to think of you all alone in that big house.She sighed. Something squashed my foot under the table.Ow I protested.Charlie turned to me. What?Alice shot me a frustrated look. I could tell she thought that I was very slow tonight.Stubbed my toe, I muttered.Oh. He looked back at Alice. So, how bout it?She stepped on my foot again, not quite so hard this time.Er, Dad, you know, we dont really have the best accommodations here. I bet Alice doesnt want to sleep on my floor. . . .Charlie pursed his lips. Alice pulled out the devastated expression again.Maybe Bella should stay up there with you, he suggested. Just until your folks get back.Oh, would you, Bella? Alice smiled at me radiantly. You dont mind shopping with me, right?Sure, I agreed. Shopping. Okay.When are they leaving? Charlie asked.Alice made another(prenominal) face. Tomorrow.When do you want me? I asked.After dinner, I guess, she said, and then put one finger to her chin, thoughtful. You dont have anything going on Saturday, do you? I want to get out of town to shop, and it will be an all-day thing.Not Seattle, Charlie interjected, his eyebrows pulling together.Of course not, Alice agreed at once, though we both knew Seattle would be troop safe on Saturday. I was thinking Olympia, maybe. . . .Youll like that, Bella. Charlie was cheerful with relief. Go get your fill of the city.Yeah, Dad. Itll be great.With one easy conversation, Alice had cleared my schedule for the battle.Edward returned not much later. He accepted Charlies wishes for a nice trip without surprise. He claimed they were leaving early in the morning, and said goodnight before the usual time. Alice left hand with him.I excused myself soon after they left.You cant be tired, Charlie protested.A little, I lied.No wonder you like to skip the parties, he muttered. It takes you so long to recover.Upstairs, Edward was lying across my bed.What time are we meeting wit h the wolves? I murmured as I went to join him.In an hour.Thats good. Jake and his friends need to get some sleep.They dont need as much as you do, he pointed out.I moved to another topic, assuming he was about to try to talk me into staying home. Did Alice tell you that shes kidnapping me again?He grinned. Actually, shes not.I stared at him, confused, and he laughed quietly at my expression.Im the only one who has permission to hold you hostage, remember? he said. Alice is going hunting with the rest of them. He sighed. I guess I dont need to do that now.Youre kidnapping me?He nodded.I thought about that briefly. No Charlie listening downstairs, checking on me every so often. And no houseful of wide-awake vampires with their intrusively reactive hearing. . . . Just him and me really alone.Is that all right? he asked, concerned by my silence.Well . . . sure, except for one thing.What thing? His eyes were anxious. It was mind-boggling, but, somehow, he still seemed unsure of his h old on me. Maybe I needed to make myself more clear.Why didnt Alice tell Charlie you were leaving tonight? I asked.He laughed, relieved.I enjoyed the trip to the clearing more than I had last night. I still felt guilty, still afraid, but I wasnt terrified anymore. I could function. I could see past what was coming, and almost believe that maybe it would be okay. Edward was apparently fine with the idea of missing the fight . . . and that made it very hard not to believe him when he said this would be easy. He wouldnt leave his family if he didnt believe it himself. Maybe Alice was right, and I did worry too much.We got to the clearing last.Jasper and Emmett were already wrestling just untougheneding up from the sounds of their laughter. Alice and Rosalie lounged on the hard groundwork, watching. Esme and Carlisle were talking a few yards away, heads close together, fingers linked, not paying attention.It was much silverer tonight, the moon shining through the thin clouds, and I could easily see the three wolves that sat around the edge of the practice ring, spaced far apart to watch from different angles.It was also easy to screw Jacob I would have known him at once, even if he hadnt looked up and stared at the sound of our approach.Where are the rest of the wolves? I wondered.They dont all need to be here. One would do the job, but Sam didnt trust us enough to just send Jacob, though Jacob was willing. Quil and Embry are his usual . . . I guess you could call them his wingmen.Jacob trusts you.Edward nodded. He trusts us not to try to kill him. Thats about it, though.Are you participating tonight? I asked, hesitant. I knew this was going to be almost as hard for him as being left behind would have been for me. Maybe harder.Ill help Jasper when he needs it. He wants to try some unequal groupings, teach them how to deal with multiple attackers.He shrugged.And a fresh wave of panic shattered my brief sense of confidence.They were still outnumbered. I was m aking that worse.I stared at the field, trying to hide my reaction.It was the wrong place to look, struggling as I was to lie to myself, to win over myself that everything would work out as I needed it to. Because when I forced my eyes away from the Cullens away from the image of their playfighting that would be real and noxious in just a few days Jacob caught my eyes and smiled.It was the same wolfy grin as before, his eyes scrunching the way they did when he was human.It was hard to believe that, not so long ago, Id found the werewolves frightening lost sleep to nightmares about them.I knew, without asking, which of the others was Embry and which was Quil. Because Embry was clearly the thinner gray wolf with the gamy spots on his back, who sat so patiently watching, while Quil deep chocolate brown, lighter over his face twitched constantly, looking like he was dying to join in the mock fight. They werent monsters, even like this. They were friends.Friends who didnt look ne arly as indestructible as Emmett and Jasper did, moving faster than cobra strikes while the moonlight glinted off their granite-hard skin. Friends who didnt seem to understand the danger involved here. Friends who were still somewhat mortal, friends who could bleed, friends who could die. . . .Edwards confidence was reassuring, because it was plain that he wasnt truly worried about his family. But would it hurt him if something happened to the wolves? Was there any reason for him to be anxious, if that porta didnt bother him? Edwards confidence only applied to one set of my fears.I tried to smile back at Jacob, swallowing against the lump in my throat. I didnt seem to get it right.Jacob sprang lightly to his feet, his agility at odds with his pure mass, and trotted over to where Edward and I stood on the fringe of things.Jacob, Edward greeted him politely.Jacob ignored him, his dark eyes on me. He put his head down to my level, as he had yesterday, cocking it to one side. A low wh imper escaped his muzzle.Im fine, I answered, not needing the translation that Edward was about to give. Just worried, you know.Jacob continued to stare at me.He wants to know why, Edward murmured.Jacob growled not a threatening sound, an annoyed sound and Edwards lips twitched.What? I asked.He thinks my translations leave something to be desired. What he actually thought was, Thats really stupid. What is there to be worried about? I edited, because I thought it was rude.I halfway smiled, too anxious to really feel amused. Theres plenty to be worried about, I told Jacob.Like a bunch of really stupid wolves getting themselves hurt.Jacob laughed his coughing bark.Edward sighed. Jasper wants help. Youll be okay without a representative?Ill manage.Edward looked at me wistfully for one minute, his expression hard to understand, then turned his back and strode over to where Jasper waited.I sat down where I was. The ground was cold and uncomfortable.Jacob took a step forward, then looke d back at me, and a low whine rose in his throat. He took another half-step.Go on without me, I told him. I dont want to watch.Jacob leaned his head to the side again for a moment, and then folded himself on to the ground beside me with a rumbling sigh.Really, you can go ahead, I assured him. He didnt respond, he just put his head down on his paws.I stared up at the bright silver clouds, not wanting to see the fight. My imagination had more than enough fuel. A breeze blew through the clearing, and I shivered.Jacob scooted himself closer to me, pressing his torrid fur against my left side.Er, thanks, I muttered.After a few minutes, I leaned against his wide shoulder. It was much more comfortable that way.The clouds moved slowly across the sky, dimming and brightening as thick patches crossed the moon and passed on.Absently, I began pulling my fingers through the fur on his neck. That same strange humming sound that hed made yesterday rumbled in his throat. It was a homey kind of sou nd. Rougher, wilder than a cats purr, but conveying the same sense of contentment.You know, I never had a dog, I mused. I always wanted one, but Renes allergic.Jacob laughed his body shook under me.Arent you worried about Saturday at all? I asked.He turned his enormous head toward me, so that I could see one of his eyes roll.I wish I could feel that positive.He leaned his head against my leg and started humming again. And it did make me feel just a little bit better.So weve got some hiking to do tomorrow, I guess.He rumbled the sound was enthusiastic.It might be a long hike, I warned him. Edward doesnt judge distances the way a normal person does.Jacob barked another laugh.I settled deeper into his warm fur, resting my head against his neck.It was strange. Even though he was in this bizarre form, this felt more like the way Jake and I used to be the easy, insouciant friendship that was as natural as breathing in and out than the last few times Id been with Jacob while he was huma n. Odd that I should find that again here, when Id thought this wolf thing was the cause of its loss.The cleanup spot games continued in the clearing, and I stared at the hazy moon.