Here’s to responsibility. Twice a week.

They’re just cliff diving, Bella. Recreation. La Push doesn’t have a mall, you know.

Sometimes you’re a little strange, Bella. Do you know that?

I swear, they’re like hall monitors gone bad.

If this is how you’re going to react, I’ll freak out more often.

Why are you apologizing for bleeding?

Bears don’t want to eat people. We don’t taste that good. Of course, you might be an exception. I bet you’d taste good.

So are you going to be my Valentine? Since you didn’t get me a fifty-cent box of candy, it’s the least you can do.

I told him you were planning to corrupt my youthful innocence.

What a marshmallow. You should hold out for someone with a stronger stomach. Someone who laughs at the gore that makes weaker men vomit.

As long as you like me the best. And you think I’m good-looking—sort of. I’m prepared to be annoyingly persistent.

The pin’s out of the grenade for me, now, eh?

If you want to blame someone, why don’t you point your finger at those filthy, reeking bloodsuckers that you love so much?

I’m not good enough to be your friend anymore, or anything else. I’m not what I was before. I’m not good.

Bella, honey, we only protect people from one thing—our one enemy. It’s the reason we exist—because they do.

Vampires don’t count as people.

When I… changed, it was the most… horrible, the most terrifying thing I’ve ever been through—worse than anything I could have imagined.

Who’s afraid of the big, bad wolf?

Bella is not bait.

Hunting vampires is fun. It’s the best part of this whole mess.

Who wants to be a nightmare, a monster?

We’re a pretty messed-up pair, aren’t we? Neither one of us can hold our shape together right.

Look, do you mind saving the stupid stuff for when I’m around? I won’t be able to concentrate if I think you’re jumping off cliffs behind my back.

I can’t go back. Treaty or no treaty, that’s my enemy in there.

Bye, Bella. I really hope you don’t die.

Yeah, I’ll always be your friend. No matter what you love.

Sam would be mad if I broke the treaty, and you probably wouldn’t like it too much if I killed your friend.

It was easier when we were both human, wasn’t it?

The treaty is quite specific. If any of them bite a human, the truce is over. Bite, not kill.

I won’t lose you, Bella. Not for this.

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