A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob stood up and took a step back. He pressed himself against the wall to make sure he had
himself under control. He had known she’d be different. He had expected the worst. But when she
opened her eyes, he couldn’t see Renesmee in them. They were bright, vibrant orange with a dark
mahogany ring around the edges. They were not Renesmee’s eyes.
Renesmee stared at Jacob, confused. She didn’t know what had just happened. One moment she
was so happy to see him and the next she truly thought she might bite him. Even still, the sound and
scent of his blood was overpowering. She wanted it, but she didn’t understand why. She was
relieved when he moved away and she could no longer reach him.
“Jake?” She said softly. She looked him over and saw a scar on his arm that she’d never noticed
before. She cocked her head to the side. It was a dark, jagged line about an inch long in the middle
of his forearm. As she wondered where it had come from, she also began to notice other things like
each individual hair on his arm and the lines between his thumb and forefinger. Things she’d never
paid attention to before and wouldn’t have been able to pick out from across the room. Even a room
as small as Jacob’s.
Suddenly everything became clear to her. A pit of fear opened in her stomach as she realized that
she hadn’t been dreaming. Everything had really happened. The Bloodsucker, the injection, the pain
. . . everything. She closed her eyes and remembered what Caius had said. When he sees you
again, you'll either be dead or immortal. It'll be interesting to see if he or his puppies kill you. If she
wasn’t dead, then the serum had worked. She was Jacob’s enemy. She was a monster. The sound
of Caius’ screams replayed in her mind along with the scene from the meadow when Jacob had first
shifted to protect her. There was no doubt in her mind that he had torn Caius to pieces. Was he
going to do that to her now? She looked up at him. He still stood against the wall taking even
breaths. Her eyes burned as they filled with tears.
Jacob watched her closely to see what she would do next. He was surprised when she started to cry
and turned her body to face the wall. It was obvious that she wasn’t going to attack him, and it made
him relax. He took a deep breath and sat on his knees on the bed. He put his hand on her shoulder.
She pulled away from him with a sob, and his heart broke again.
“Ness . . .”
“Don’t call me that,” she said. She sniffled. She couldn’t bear to hear his nickname for her when all
it reminded her of was what could have happened if she hadn’t been so selfish and stupid.
“Why not?” he demanded.
She didn’t dare look at him. She had been so horrible when all he’d done was save her life. She felt
nauseated at the thought that he was going to have to end it now. “Because I’m not Ness. Not
anymore. I don’t know what I am.”
Jacob sighed and laid down behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back
against him, ignoring her protests. He kissed the top of her head. She smelled mostly the same, she
knew who he was, and she hadn’t gone after his blood yet.
“You’re still my Ness,” he said softly.
She shook her head but didn’t say anything else. She allowed him to hold her, telling herself that
she should enjoy it while she could. After a moment, she turned around slowly. He loosened his
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