The　violent　desire　caught　me　off　guard　and　knocked　the　wind　out　of　me。　It　was

the　most　forbidden　of　all

wishes—even　when　I　only　wished　it　for　a　malicious　reason　like　this；　to　gain

an　advantage　over　an

enemy—because　it　was　the　most　painful。　That　future　was　lost　to　me　forever；

had　never　really　been　within

my　grasp。　I　scrambled　to　gain　control　of　myself　while　the　hole　in　my　chest

ached　hollowly。

〃What　do　you　want？〃　Jacob　demanded；　his　expression　growing　more　resentful　as

he　watched　the　play　of

emotion　across　my　face。

〃I　want　to　talk　to　you；〃　I　said　in　a　weak　voice。　I　tried　to　focus；　but　I　was

still　reeling　against　the　escape　of

my　taboo　dream。

〃Go　ahead；〃　he　hissed　through　his　teeth。　His　glare　was　vicious。　I'd　never　seen

him　look　at　anyone　like

that；　least　of　all　me。　It　hurt　with　a　surprising　intensity—a　physical　pain；　a

stabbing　in　my　head。

〃Alone！〃　I　hissed；　and　my　voice　was　stronger。

He　looked　behind　him；　and　I　knew　where　his　eyes　would　go。　Every　one　of　them

was　turned　for　Sam's

reaction。

Sam　nodded　once；　his　face　unperturbed。　He　made　a　brief　ment　in　an

unfamiliar；　liquid　language—I

could　only　be　positive　that　it　wasn't　French　or　Spanish；　but　I　guessed　that　it

was　Quileute。　He　turned　and

walked　into　Jacob's　house。　The　others；　Paul；　Jared；　and　Embry；　I　assumed；

followed　him　in。

〃Okay。〃　Jacob　seemed　a　bit　less　furious　when　the　others　were　gone。　His　face

was　a　little　calmer；　but　also

more　hopeless。　His　mouth　seemed　permanently　pulled　down　at　the　corners。

I　took　a　deep　breath。　〃You　know　what　I　want　to　know。〃

He　didn't　answer。　He　just　stared　at　me　bit