I groaned. "Aw, Jake, you know that's not fair."

"Do I?"

"You should. " I leaned forward, peering up, trying to look into his eyes. He looked up then, over my head, avoiding my gaze.

"Jake?"

He refused to look at me.

"Hey, you said you made me something, right?" I asked. "Was that just talk? Where's my present?" My attempt to fake enthusiasm was pretty sad, but it worked. He rolled his eyes and then grimaced at me.

"Stupid reverse psychology," Edward muttered. "Just stay mad at the mutt and make him leave already."

"Edward, we need him to know about whatever it was that Alice saw," Jasper said. "I know you probably don't what help from him at the moment... but we're going to need it."

"Stupid book," was all Edward had to say about that.

I kept up the lame pretense, holding my hand open in front of me. "I'm waiting."

"Right," he grumbled sarcastically. But he also reached into the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small bag of a loose-woven, multi-colored fabric. It was tied shut with leather drawstrings. He set it on my palm.

"Hey, that's pretty, Jake. Thanks!"

He sighed. "The present is inside, Bella."

Emmett snorted at that.

"Bella," Edward rolled his eyes, but he didn't smile, seeing as she was accepting a gift from the mutt at the time. "She's never allows me to give her anything," he added, mumbling.

"You gave her something for her birthday," Alice said, ignoring the flinch from both Edward and Jasper, "and you used similar ways to get her to want the presents, if you recall."

"Hmph," was all Edward had to say to that.

"Oh."

I had some trouble with the strings. He sighed again and took it from me, sliding the ties open with one easy tug of the right cord. I held my hand out for it, but he turned the bag upside down and shook something silver into my hand. Metal links clinked quietly against each other.

"I didn't make the bracelet," he admitted. "Just the charm."

Fastened to one of the links of the silver bracelet was a tiny wooden carving. I held it between my fingers to look at it closer. It was amazing the amount of detail involved in the little figurine - the miniature wolf was utterly realistic. It was even carved out of some red-brown wood that matched the color of his skin.

"It's beautiful," I whispered. "You made this? How?"

He shrugged. "It's something Billy taught me. He's better at it than I am."

"That's hard to believe," I murmured, turning the tiny wolf around and around in my fingers.

"Do you really like it?"

"Yes! It's unbelievable, Jake."

He smiled, happily at first, but then the expression soured. "Well, I figured that maybe it would make you remember me once in a while. You know how it is, out of sight, out of mind."

"One could only wish," Edward muttered.

"That would be the hardest of her relationships to deal with after..." Esme frowned. "He's going to know exactly what happened to her."

"But he already made it clear that he wants nothing to do with her once that happens," Edward said, growling as he thought about just how the mutt felt about that.

"And we'll have to leave the area before that happens... they wouldn't have a chance to see each other," Carlisle added. "Though I think you're right, this relationship will be hardest on both of them after she changes."

I ignored the attitude. "Here, help me put it on."

I held out my left wrist, since the right was stuck in the brace. He fastened the catch easily, though it looked too delicate for his big fingers to manage.

"You'll wear it?" he asked.

"Of course I will."

He grinned at me - it was the happy smile that I loved to see him wear.

Edward narrowed his eyes at that, looking angry and sad.

I returned it for a moment, but then my eyes shot reflexively around the room again, anxiously scanning the crowd for some sign of Edward or Alice.

"Why're you so distracted?" Jacob wondered.

"It's nothing," I lied, trying to concentrate. "Thanks for the present, really. I love it."

"Why isn't she telling him?" Alice asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Bella?" His brows pulled together, throwing his eyes deep into their shadow. "Something's going on, isn't it?"

"Jake, I . . . no, there's nothing."

"Don't lie to me, you suck at lying. You should tell me what's going on. We want to know these things," he said, slipping into the plural at the end.

He was probably right; the wolves would certainly be interested in what was happening.

Only I wasn't sure what that was yet. I wouldn't know for sure until I found Alice.

"Jacob, I will tell you. Just let me figure out what's happening, okay? I need to talk to Alice."

Understanding lit his expression. "The psychic saw something."

"Yes, just when you showed up."

"Is this about the bloodsucker in your room?" he murmured, pitching his voice below the thrum of the music.

"It's related," I admitted.

He processed that for a minute, leaning his head to one side while he read my face. "You know something you're not telling me . . . something big."

What was the point in lying again? He knew me too well. "Yes."

Jacob stared at me for one short moment, and then turned to catch his pack brothers' eyes where they stood in the entry, awkward and uncomfortable. When they took in his expression, they started moving, weaving their way agilely through the partiers, almost like they were dancing, too. In half a minute, they stood on either side of Jacob, towering over me.

"Now. Explain," Jacob demanded.

"They're ganging up on her now, I see," Emmett laughed.

Embry and Quil looked back and forth between our faces, confused and wary.

"Jacob, I don't know everything." I kept searching the room, now for a rescue. They had me backed into a corner in every sense.

"What you do know, then."

They all folded their arms across their chests at exactly the same moment. It was a little bit funny, but mostly menacing.

And then I caught sight of Alice descending the stairs, her white skin glowing in the purple light.

"Alice!" I squeaked in relief.

She looked right at me as soon as I called her name, despite the thudding bass that should have drowned my voice.

"As if," Emmett and Alice scoffed.

"Doesn't she already know how good our hearing is?" Emmett laughed.