Anyone care to read a different kind of New Moon?

A small excerpt:

“Jacob, you need to stop. Relax. Please! You don’t want to do this Jake.”
He was phasing and here we were in broad daylight. Luckily, my street was a pretty remote one and our house was the only one within eye sight from where we stood. Yet, the horror it would be if anyone happened to drive by and find a nine-foot tall werewolf clutching a waif like me. I had to stop him.
He was beginning to hurt my arms and anger was building up in him like a tidal wave. I felt a little dizzy, either from the bump at the back of my head or from the whole I’m-about-to- be-eaten-by-the-big-bad-wolf feeling.
“Jake, listen to me” I pleaded softly. “You don’t want to hurt me. You know I can’t fight you. You saw what happened to me the last time you lost it. You told me you’d thought you’d die.” His fierce stare began soften and I could feel his grip begin to weaken...
...I’m beginning to see his face smooth out to the one I know and I’m slowly coming back down to the floor. If only I would’ve gone back to my room and changed my jacket this morning instead of settling for my brown corduroy one, if only Alice wouldn’t have taken that red light on Elk Street, and if only I would’ve gone back upstairs to give Charlie a kiss before I left, then maybe… just maybe… I would’ve been back on the ground again and Jacob would’ve been back on his bike again… and he would’ve missed Edward’s growl by only a few seconds…

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