A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

“It’s a little different than that, but basically yes. She was taken against her will.”
“Let’s go find her then.” Jasper turned to the door.
Jacob put his hand on Jasper’s shoulder. “No. It’s going to be more difficult than that.”
Jasper turned and looked up at Jacob suspiciously. “What do you mean? She’s my niece, and I’m
going to help find her.”
Jacob sighed. He was losing precious minutes. “She was taken by a Bloodsucker—a vampire, if you
will. I’m a Shifter. I don’t have time to explain everything. You can’t come with me, but I will find
her.” He took a step, but Jasper got in front of him.
“You can’t expect me to believe that, Jacob. I want to know what has happened to my niece!”
“Jasper, I’ve told you what happened. Get out of my way.”
Jasper crossed his arms over his chest. “Tell me the truth. Where is Renesmee? I know you’ve got
something to do with this.”
Jacob narrowed his eyes. “I did tell you the truth,” he growled. He took Jasper’s shoulders and
pushed him aside then sprinted down the stairs.
Jasper ran to his room and grabbed his Ruger. He slapped the magazine into place and cocked it as
he ran after Jacob. “Alice, stay in the house,” he called. She was shaking as she sat on Renesmee’s
bed. She wasn’t sure if she believed Jacob or not, but she prayed Renesmee would be okay.
Jasper ran out of the house and saw Jacob round the corner. He tore after him, calling his name.
“Jacob, stop! I don’t want to have to shoot you.” He stopped and raised the gun, aiming at Jacob’s
legs. He swallowed and called to Jake one more time before he fired.
Jacob cried out when the bullet hit him. He stopped and walked back to Jasper, working his muscles
to push the bullet out as he did. Jasper lowered the gun and swallowed. He watched as Jacob
reached down and got the bloodied bullet. He took Jasper’s hand and put it in his palm.
“That hurt,” he growled. He pushed away and ran three steps before he shifted. He howled as he
disappeared into the forest.
Jasper’s mouth dropped open. He stared in the direction Jacob had gone for a few minutes before
his legs gave out on him. He fell to his knees and looked down at his hand. Pieces of his shorts and
tufts of fur were scattered on the grass in front of him.
“Jasper?” Alice called tentatively. She had heard the shot and came out to see what all had
happened. She saw Jasper on the grass and ran to him. “What happened?”
Jasper looked up at her, still in shock. “He was telling the truth,” he said softly.
Alice sat on her knees beside him. “Are you okay?”
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