*Its been a week since she started drinking the tea that Skylar made her. Twice a day like clockwork. Shes been able to go out during the day like a normal person, like a regular, and it's been amazing. Her sleep schedule has gradually been shifting closer to the hours that >
Jax sleeps, and she's enjoying having even more time with him. It's amazing what a difference being awake at the same time can make in a relationship. The last two nights though, her dreams have left her restless. She can't place her finger on who the woman is, but she's >
extremely disappointed in Bella's quest to be a little less vampire and a lot more normal. The woman's face isn't clear, but she's beautiful, ethereal, and exudes a motherly warmth that Bella never got from her own mother*
"Why do you fight what you are, my child? You are one >
"Why do you fight what you are, my child? You are one >
of the few I have left who is pure of blood, yet you sully yourself with humans and they to change your nature. Embrace what you are, Isabella."
*She woke up, unsure of what or who it was, and with a thirst stronger than any she's had in months. Jackson's scent was incredibly >
*She woke up, unsure of what or who it was, and with a thirst stronger than any she's had in months. Jackson's scent was incredibly >
tempting at the moment, especially in such close quarters. The thought of a cold, plastic-wrapped, blood bag made her frown. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his throat and took a deep breath. She could feel his pulse and hear the blood running through him, but she loved >
him so. She couldn't live with herself if she ever hurt him, so with a sigh, and her fangs already descended, she climbed out of bed and went to the refrigerator for a juice box*
