I ran my hands nervously down my dress. “Thanks.” I could feel the blood wash over my face. I had no clue why his compliment made me react in such a manner.

Jacob pulled a small charm out of his jacket pocket. “Here. I didn’t know what to by a future vamp,” he snickered, some of the tension leaking away. It was a silver B to add to the charm bracelet that he’d given me earlier.

I held out my wrist for him to help me get it on. Alice had been most put out when I'd refused to take it off for the ceremony, but seeing as it was the only thing I’d insisted on- I’d won that round. “Thanks, Jacob, it’s beautiful.” I chuckled. “And now I have my something new.”

He winked at me. “Glad you like it.” We seemed to have stepped back in time for a brief moment. A time before we knew that werewolves were real and Edward was still gone.

“Jacob,” an unfamiliar voice called. He tensed immediately and glanced at me uncertainly, the moment lost. “I hope you don’t mind, but I brought someone with me.” His expression was almost comical. He looked stuck between beaming and mourning.

Realization hit me. “You imprinted?” I asked flatly. I tried for nonchalance, but I don’t think I kept my jealousy from leaking through.

He nodded. “I met her in Canada. Her name’s Meghan.” He held out his hand to a girl about my height with brilliant red hair and pearlescent skin. She was wearing a simple burgundy wrap dress, but there was nothing simple about her. She was nearly as gorgeous as Rosalie. The green eyed monster was rearing its ugly head. I tramped it down, plastering a fake smile on my face as he introduced us.

I took in his arm wrapped possessively around her waist, and the glint in his eyes as he stared down at her. Yep, definitely did not like this girl. Fortunately, Alice and the rest of my bridesmaids saved me from keeping up my charade.

“It’s time,” she whispered.

“Congratulations,” Jacob whispered as he leaned in and kissed my cheek gently. He parted the curtain for Meghan and took his seat near Billy.