The battle seemed to be going well. It actually looked like we were winning. What with the help from the Quileute wolves, things were going in our favor. But I didn’t see Victoria anywhere. I wasn’t too worried though. Jacob and Edward would make sure she was safe. It was the only thing they could agree upon. They both loved Bella.

Esme was fighting rather nicely. Well, she was doing her best. I could see that she hadn’t wanted to…

I knew I had to meet with Billy Black. He was the descendant of the last Quileute chief. Though he wasn’t even a Werewolf himself, he was like the tribe’s modern day chief. Jacob was the next in line. I knew he would stand with us, no matter what the rest of the pack chose. But he was young, and not responsible enough to handle a decision this big. And Sam wasn’t exactly either. It had to be Billy.

I couldn’t ask Jacob to ask for me.…