“Jacob,” Bella begins. “I love you. You’re my best friend. But… I can’t change how I feel.” Bella’s voice is quiet, and wobbling with emotion. “Because it’ll be him. It’s always him.”
Anguish sweeps across the wolf’s fierce face, and it’s even harder to take, Bella thinks, than if he were in human form. It is moments like these where she’s amazed by just how human Jacob is– how life exudes from every inch of his skin, even more so when he is his wolf.