A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85

Jacob looked down at her. She seemed uncertain. She licked her lips and glanced at Jacob. “For
now?” she asked.
He nodded. He wouldn’t make her uncomfortable by pushing for a more definite answer. “For now.”
Billy nodded. “All right. What time is it?” He looked at his watch. It was going on seven o’clock in
the evening. “I guess I should probably get going. You want to take me back to Harry and Sue’s?”
He looked at Jacob.
Renesmee leaned forward. “Billy, just because I’m here doesn’t mean you have to leave.”
He smiled serenely. “I know that, honey. I want to give you two your privacy. Let you get a little more
settled, then we’ll talk about me coming back for good. I’ve already talked to Harry and Sue, and
they’re both fine with me hanging around.”
She felt terrible for causing so much disruption. She looked up at Jacob, silently begging him to
make things right. He touched her chin and leaned forward to kiss her lips.
“Don’t worry about anything, Ness. The old man knows what he’s doing. I agree with him; I think it’s
best for a little longer. We know you’re okay, but there are still some things we have to work on.”
She remembered the day before when she couldn’t talk herself out of biting him. She nodded and
looked down. Better him than Billy. “Okay.”
“When do you want to take me back?” Billy asked.
Jacob looked at Renesmee. He didn’t want to leave her. She smiled up at him.
“I’m fine here if you want to go.”
He pursed his lips. “I’ll have Seth come back.” He stood up and went outside to get his pack mate.
Renesmee smiled nervously at Billy. “He’s overprotective.”
Billy chuckled. “You don’t have to explain him to me. I’ve seen him through this whole imprinting
process; I know he’s overprotective.”
She wasn’t sure why she was surprised that he knew about the imprint. Then she wondered about
something. “Did you ever imprint?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No. I never had the gene, so I never shifted. My father did, though. Shifted, I
mean. He didn’t imprint. Or if he did, I was never told about it.” He shrugged. “I never got to see it,
though. Sometimes I wish I could have.”
Renesmee nodded. “Did Jacob know about his grandfather?”
“Yes. I don’t think he believed all the stories about the great Chief Ephraim until he started to shift,
but he grew up hearing the stories.”
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