Edward whispered, "Renesmee"
So Bella'd been wrong. It wasn't a boy as she'd imagined. No big surprise there. What hadn't she been wrong about? I didn't look away from her red-spotted eyes, but i felt her hands lift weakly.
"Let me...," she croaked in a broken whisper."Give her to me"
I guess i would have known that he would always give her what she wanted, no matter how stupid her request might be. But i didn't dream he would listen to her now. So i didn't think to stop him.
Something warm touched my arm. That right there should have caught my attention. Nothing felt warm to me.
But i couldn't look away from Bella's face. She blinked and then stared, finally seeing something. She moaned out a strange, weak croon.
And then she gasped-gasped in pain.
By the time i looked, it was too late. Eward had snatched the warm, bloody thing out of her limp arms. My eyes flickered across her skin. It was red with blood- the blood that had flowed from her mouth, the blood smeared all over the creature, and fresh blood welling out of a tiny double-cresent bite mark just over her left breast.
"No, Renesmee," Edward murmured, like he was teaching the monster manners.
I didn't look at him or it. I watched Bella as her eyes rolled back into her head.
With a last ga-lump, her heart faltered and went silent.
Renesmee Carlie Cullen's Birth from Jacob Black's Perspective. (Breaking Dawn, Pages 352-353)