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Chapter Eighteen: Jacob/Edward

I raced through the woods, ripping the ground up with my massive paws. I had to get to Sam, we had to get Bella. Those monsters had her and as far as I was con earned, that meant certain death.

Either they would kill her permanently, or turn her. She wouldn't be good like Edward. They would force her to be like them, which in my opinion was as good as being dead.

Finally, I could see a break in the trees that would land me right in Sam's backyard. I hadn't brought any shorts with me, so once I phased back, I stayed hidden in the treeline. Luckily, Emily was outside, hanging up laundry.

"Em!" I called, making sure only my upper half could be seen.

She looked around, finally spotting me. Her smile, turned to a look of confusion. "Jacob?"

"Yes. I need you to do me a favor and get me a pair of shorts, something's happened. I said quickly.

"Oh! IH, okay. I'll be right back. These are wet." She said, gesturing to the shorts on the line, before running inside.

A few seconds later she returned, with Sam hot on her heels holding a pair of shorts. He walked briskly towards me, while Emily stayed back, a worried look on her face.

"Here." Sam said, once he reached me, tossing me the shorts.

I caught them and pulled the on quickly, then stepped out of the treeline.

"Sam, its Bella. Those blood sucking Volturi freaks took her, and according to Alice, they plan to turn her." I said, watching Sam's reaction as I spoke.

He crossed his arms over his broad chest and looked at me carefully as he responded. "Jacob...I don't know what to tell you."

I tilted my head slightly to the side in confusion. "What do you mean? You're gonna tell me to alert the pack, you're gonna tell Mr that we're going to go get her, you're going to tell me that we'll take care of this! You...you are, aren't you?"

His brows knitted together in frustration and he shook his head. "No, I'm not."

His words hit me like a truck, and it felt like the wind had been knocked right out of my lungs. "What?" I croaked, then finally found my voice. "Sam, you can't be serious?"

"I am, Jacob. I hate that this has happened...but, Bella is no longer our concern. Shes in another country, even. This isn't our fight." He answered.

"So, what?" I asked, throwing my hands up in desperationEdward'se just gonna sit here and do nothing? We're just gonna let her die?" My voice broke on the last word, and I had to turn my back on Sam, biting back tears.

"Jake, im-"

"No!" I yelled, whirling around to face him. "Don't you dare fucking say you're sorry, Sam. If you felt any emotion at all about this, we would already be half way to Volterra."

Anger flashed in Sam's eyes. "No one is good ng to Volterra. Period."

"Oh, I beg to differ." I spat, turning to wall away.

"Jacob, I forbid you to go!" Sam yelled, stopping me dead in my tracks with the Alpha command.

Slowly, I turned back around to face him. "See..that's the issue. I'm done with you being my alpha. Have you forgotten who I am? Have you forgotten whose blood is pumping through my veins?" I stepped closer to him.

"What exactly is your point?" He asked.

"My point is that I no longer answer to you." I said softly.

"I take my rightful place as alpha, and break all my ties to you!" I yelled, and as soon as the words left my mouth, I felt it. I felt the massive weight of Sam's control lifting off of me, and I knew I'd made the right decision.