There was a fight brewing. The Volturi was after Bella and her child. The Cullens had invited all the vampires they knew, and the nearby werewolves were helping form their side.

Jacob had been included in this. He stood in the longe room, where vampires were scattered about, discussing whether or not they should fight the Volturi. Some wanted too, others didn’t. Jacob stood next to Renesmee, hovering by Bella. Then you walked in. A vampire. Jacob looked over, ever wary by the arrival of new vampires.

Carlisle: “Ah, you’ve finally arrived. Welcome.”

Jacob: “Another one of you?”

Edward: “You took your sweet time.”