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Hey there! The name’s Jacob. Jacob Black. I’m a Quileute, and a werewolf. Bella knows this, so in an attempt to learn more about Cullens, Bella flirts with me, and I tell her our tribe's legends about them being "the cold ones", vampires, leeches, bloodsuckers, whatever you prefer to call 'em. After Edward leaves Bella, she spends most of her time with me, trying to heal her broken heart and move on. Though at first I’m only a friend, I later fall in love with Bella. But my attempts to convince her to forget about Edward are useless. Although I spend most of my time in Eclipse trying to win over Bella, it proves to only create more tensions in our already fragile relationship. In Breaking Dawn I imprint —an involuntary process in which a werewolf finds their soul mate, or true love— on Bella and Edward's daughter, Renesmee. Bella is pretty freakin’ mad at me for imprinting, but she eventually comes to terms with it. As I grow quickly, passing the Alpha, Sam Uley, I start to realize that I’m the true Alpha of our wolf pack. I don’t, however, want this responsibility. At all. But then Bella's life is in danger, due to a decision made by Sam. So I leave the pack to go on my own. But, of course, Seth Clearwater eventually follows me. And then so does Leah, his sister. But after the whole incident is over and done with, their is no longer (unbearable) hostility between my little pack and the Quileutes.
Warm, brown eyes, the color of milk chocolate—the exact same color Bella’s had been. My shaking jerked to a stop; heat flooded through me, stronger than before, but it was a new kind of heat—not a burning. It was a glowing.
Everything inside me came undone as I stared at the tiny porcelain face of the half-vampire, half-human baby. All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings to a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was—my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my self—disconnected from me in that second—snip, snip, snip—and floated up into space.
I was not left drifting. A new string held me where I was.
Not one string, but a million. Not strings, but steel cables. A million steel cables all tying me to one thing—to the very center of the universe.
I could see that now—how the universe swirled around this one point. I’d never seen the symmetry of the universe before, but now it was plain.
The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood.
It was the baby girl in the blond vampire’s arms that held me here now.
Renesmee.
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