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Volkswagen he’d built for himself out of scraps。 Jacob’s carefully neutral expression dissolved into a smile 
when I waved from the front seat。 
 Edward parked the Volvo thirty yards away。 
 “Call me whenever you’re ready to e home;” he said。 “And I’ll be here。” 
 “I won’t be out late;” I promised。 
 Edward pulled the bike and my new gear out of the trunk of his car — I’d been quite impressed that it had 
all fit。 But it wasn’t so hard to manage when you were strong enough to juggle fullsized vans; let alone small 
motorcycles。 
 Jacob watched; making no move to approach; his smile gone and his dark eyes indecipherable。 
 I tucked the helmet under my arm and threw the jacket across the seat。 
 “Do you have it all?” Edward asked。 
 “No problem;” I assured him。 
 He sighed and leaned toward me。 I turned my face up for a goodbye peck; but Edward took me by 
surprise; fastening his arms tightly around me and kissing me with as much enthusiasm as he had in the garage 
— before long; I was gasping for air。 
 Edward laughed quietly at something; and then let me go。 
 “Goodbye;” he said。 “I really do like the jacket。” 
 As I turned away from him; I thought I saw a flash of something in his eyes that I wasn’t supposed to see。 
I couldn’t tell for sure what it was exactly。 Worry; maybe。 For a second I thought it was panic。 But I was 
probably just making something out of nothing; as usual。 
 I could feel his eyes on my back as I pushed my bike toward the invisible vampirewerewolf treaty line to 
meet Jacob。 
 “What’s all that?” Jacob called to me; his voice wary; scrutinizing the motorcycle with an enigmatic 
expression。 
 “I thought I should put this back where it belongs;” I told him。 
 He pondered that for one short second; and then his wide smile stretched across his face。 
 I knew the exact point that I was in werewolf territory because Jacob shoved away from his car and loped 
quickly over to me; closing the distance in three long strides。 He took the bike from me; balanced it on the 
kickstand; and grabbed me up in another vicetight hug。 
 I heard the Volvo’s engine growl; and I struggled to get free。 
 “Cut it out; Jake!” I gasped breathlessly。 
 He laughed and set me down。 I turned to wave goodbye; but the silver car was already disappearing 
around the curve in the road。 
 “Nice;” I mented; allowing some acid to leak into my voice。 
 His eyes widened in false innocence。 “What?” 
 “He’s being pretty dang pleasant about this; you don’t need to push your luck。” 
 He laughed again; louder than before — he found what I’d said very funny indeed。 I tried to see the joke 
as he walked around the Rabbit to hold my door open for me。 
 “Bella;” he finally said — still chuckling — as he shut the door behind me; “you can’t push what you don’t 
have。” 

11。 LEGENDS 


“ARE YOU GONNA EAT THAT HOT DOG?” PAUL ASKED JAcob; his eyes locked on the last remnant of the huge 
meal the werewolves had consumed。 
Jacob leaned back against my knees and toyed with the hot dog he had spitted on a straightened wire 
hanger; the flames at the edge of the bonfire licked along its blistered skin。 He heaved a sigh and patted his 
stomach。 It was somehow still flat; though I’d lost count of how many hot dogs he’d eaten after his tenth。 Not 
to mention the supersized bag of chips or the twoliter bottle of root beer。 
“I guess;” Jake said slowly。 “I’m so full I’m about to puke; but I think I can force it down。 I won’t enjoy it 
at all; though。” He sighed again sadly。 
Despite the fact that Paul had eaten at least as much as Jacob; he glowered and his hands balled up into 
fists。 
“Sheesh。” Jacob laughed。 “Kidding; Paul。 Here。” 
He flipped the homemade skewer across the circle。 I expected it to land hotdogfirst in the sand; but Paul 
caught it neatly on the right end without difficulty。 
Hanging out with no one but extremely dexterous people all the time was going to give me a plex。 
“Thanks; man;” Paul said; already over his brief fit of temper。 
The fire crackled; settling lower toward the sand。 Sparks blew up in a sudden puff of brilliant orange 
against the black sky。 Funny; I hadn’t noticed that the sun had set。 For the first time; I wondered how late it 
had gotten。 I’d lost track of time pletely。 
It was easier being with my Quileute friends than I’d expected。 
While Jacob and I had dropped off my bike at the garage — and he had admitted ruefully that the helmet 
was a good idea that he should have thought of himself — I’d started to worry about showing up with him at 
the bonfire; wondering if the werewolves would consider me a traitor now。 Would they be angry with Jacob 
for inviting me? Would I ruin the party? 
But when Jacob had towed me out of the forest to the clifftop meeting place — where the fire already 
roared brighter than the cloudobscured sun — it had all been very casual and light。 
“Hey; vampire girl!” Embry had greeted me loudly。 Quil had jumped up to give me a high five and kiss me 
on the cheek。 Emily had squeezed my hand when we’d sat on the cool stone ground beside her and Sam。 
Other than a few teasing plaints — mostly by Paul — about keeping the bloodsucker stench 
downwind; I was treated like someone who belonged。 
It wasn’t just kids in attendance; either。 Billy was here; his wheelchair stationed at what seemed the natural 
head of the circle。 Beside him on a folding lawn chair; looking quite brittle; was Quil’s ancient; whitehaired 
grandfather; Old Quil。 Sue Clearwater; widow of Charlie’s friend Harry; had a chair on his other side; her two 
children; Leah and Seth; were also there; sitting on the ground like the rest of us。 This surprised me; but all 
three were clearly in on the secret now。 From the way Billy and Old Quil spoke to Sue; it sounded to me like 
she’d taken Harry’s place on the council。 Did that make her children automatic members of La Push’s most 
secret society? 
I wondered how horrible it was for Leah to sit across the circle from Sam and Emily。 Her lovely face 
betrayed no emotion; but she never looked away from the flames。 Looking at the perfec
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