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the　alarm。　From　a　distance；　anyone　would　assume　it　was　a　bear。　What　else　could　be　so　vast；　so　
powerfully　built？　

I　wished　I　were　lucky　enough　to　see　it　from　a　distance。　Instead；　it　padded　silently　through　the　grass　a　
mere　ten　feet　from　where　I　stood。　

〃Don't　move　an　inch；〃　Edward's　voice　whispered。　

I　stared　at　the　monstrous　creature；　my　mind　boggling　as　I　tried　to　put　a　name　to　it。　There　was　a　distinctly　
canine　cast　to　the　shape　of　it；　the　way　it　moved。　I　could　only　think　of　one　possibility；　locked　in　horror　as　I　
was。　Yet　I'd　never　imagined　that　a　wolf　could　get　so　big。　

Another　growl　rumbled　in　its　throat；　and　I　shuddered　away　from　the　sound。　

Laurent　was　backing　toward　the　edge　of　the　trees；　and；　under　the　freezing　terror；　confusion　swept　
through　me。　Why　was　Laurent　retreating？　Granted；　the　wolf　was　monstrous　in　size；　but　it　was　just　an　
animal。　What　reason　would　a　vampire　have　for　fearing　an　animal？　And　Laurent　was　afraid。　His　eyes　were　
wide　with　horror；　just　like　mine。　

As　if　in　answer　to　my　question；　suddenly　the　mammoth　wolf　was　not　alone。　Flanking　it　on　either　side；　
another　two　gigantic　beasts　prowled　silently　into　the　meadow。　One　was　a　deep　gray；　the　other　brown；　
neither　one　quite　as　tall　as　the　first。　The　gray　wolf　came　through　the　trees　only　a　few　feet　from　me；　its　
eyes　locked　on　Laurent。　

Before　I　could　even　react；　two　more　wolves　followed；　lined　up　in　a　V；　like　geese　flying　south。　Which　
meant　that　the　rusty　brown　monster　that　shrugged　through　the　brush　last　was　close　enough　for　me　to　
touch。　

I　gave　an　involuntary　gasp　and　jumped　back—which　was　the　stupidest　thing　I　could　have　done。　I　froze　
again；　waiting　for　the　wolves　to　turn　on　me；　the　much　weaker　of　the　available　prey。　I　wished　briefly　that　

Laurent　would　get　on　with　it　and　crush　the　wolf　pack—it　should　be　so　simple　for　him。　I　guessed　that；　
between　the　two　choices　before　me；　being　eaten　by　wolves　was　almost　certainly　the　worse　option。　

The　wolf　closest　to　me；　the　reddish　brown　one；　turned　its　head　slightly　at　the　sound　of　my　gasp。　

The　wolf's　eyes　were　dark；　nearly　black。　It　gazed　at　me　for　a　fraction　of　a　second；　the　deep　eyes　seeming　
too　intelligent　for　a　wild　animal。　

As　it　stared　at　me；　I　suddenly　thought　of　Jacob—again；　with　gratitude。　At　least　I'd　e　here　alone；　to　
this　fairytale　meadow　filled　with　dark　monsters。　At　least　Jacob　wasn't　going　to　die；　too。　At　least　I　
wouldn't　have　his　death　on　my　hands。　

Then　another　low　growl　from　the　leader　caused　the　russet　wolf　to　whip　his　head　around；　back　toward　
Laurent。　

Laurent　was　staring　at　the　pack　of　monster　wolves　with　unconcealed　shock　and　fear。　The　first　I　could　
understand。　But　I　was　stunned　when；　without　warning；　he　spun　and　disappeared　into　the　trees。　

He　ran　away。　

The　wolves　were　after　him　in　a　second；　sprinting　across　the　open　grass　with　a　few　powerful　bounds；　
snarling　and　snapping　so　loudly　that　my　hands　flew　up　instinctively　to　cover　my　ears。　The　sound　faded　
with　surprising　swiftness　once　they　disappeared　into　the　woods。　

And　then　I　was　alone　again。　

My　knees　buckled　under　me；　and　I　fell　onto　my　hands；　sobs　building　in　my　throat。　

I　knew　I　needed　to　leave；　and　leave　now。　How　long　would　the　wolves　chase　Laurent　before　they　
doubled　back　for　me？　Or　would　Laurent　turn　on　them？　Would　he　be　the　one　that　came　looking？　

I　couldn't　move　at　first；　though；　my　arms　and　legs　were　shaking；　and　I　didn't　know　how　to　get　back　to　
my　feet。　

My　mind　couldn't　move　past　the　fear；　the　horror　or　the　confusion。　I　didn't　understand　what　I'd　just　
witnessed。　

A　vampire　should　not　have　run　from　overgrown　dogs　like　that。　What　good　would　their　teeth　be　against　
his　granite　skin？　

And　the　wolves　should　have　given　Laurent　a　wide　berth。　Even　if　their　extraordinary　size　had　taught　them　
to　fear　nothing；　it　still　made　no　sense　that　they　would　pursue　him。　I　doubted　his　icy　marble　skin　would　
smell　anything　like　food。　Why　would　they　pass　up　something　warmblooded　and　weak　like　me　to　chase　
after　Laurent？　

I　couldn't　make　it　add　up。　

A　cold　breeze　whipped　through　the　meadow；　swaying　the　grass　like　something　was　moving　through　it。　

I　scrambled　to　my　feet；　backing　away　even　though　the　wind　brushed　harmlessly　past　me。　Stumbling　in　
panic；　I　turned　and　ran　headlong　into　the　trees。　

The　next　few　hours　were　agony。　It　took　me　three　times　as　long　to　escape　the　trees　as　it　had　to　get　to　the　
meadow。　

At　first　I　paid　no　attention　to　where　I　was　headed；　focused　only　on　what　I　was　running　from　By　the　time　I　
collected　myself　enough　to　remember　the　pass；　I　was　deep　in　the　unfamiliar　and　menacing　forest。　My　
hands　were　shaking　so　violently　that　I　had　to　set　the　pass　on　the　muddy　ground　to　be　able　to　read　it。　
Every　few　minutes　I　would　stop　to　put　the　pass　dowr　and　check　that　I　was　still　heading　northwest；　
hearing—when　the　sounds　weren't　hidden　behind　the　frantic　squelching　of　my　footsteps—the　quiet　
whisper　of　unseen　things　moving　in　the　leaves。　

The　call　of　a　jaybird　made　me　leap　back　and　fall　into　a　thick　stand　of　young　spruce；　scraping　up　my　arms　
and　tangling　my　hair　with　sap。　The　sudden　rush　of　a　squirrel　up　a　hemlock　made　me　scream　so　loud　it　
hurt　my　own　ears。　

At　last　there　was　a　break　in　the　trees　ahead。　I　came　out　onto　the　empty　road　a　mile　or　so　south　of　where　
I'd　left　the　truck。　Exhausted　as　I　was；　I　jogged　up　the　lane　until　I　found　it。　By　the　time　I　pulled　myself　into　
the　cab；　I　was　sobbing　again。　I　fiercely　shoved　down　both　stiff　locks　before　I　dug　my　keys　out　of　my　
pocket。　The　roar　of　the　engine　was　forting　and　sane。　It　helped　me　control　the　tears　as　I　sped　as　fast　
as　my　truck　would　allow　toward　the　main　highway。　

I　was　calmer；　but　still　a　mess　when　I　got　home。　Charlie's　cruiser　was　in　the　driveway—I　hadn't　realized　
how　late　it　was。　The　sky　was　already　dusky。　

〃Bella？〃　Charlie　asked　when　I　slammed　the　front　door　behind　me　and　hastily　turned　the　locks。　

〃Yeah；　it's　me。〃　My　voice　was　unsteady。　

〃Where　have　you　been？〃　he　thundered；　appearing　through　the　kitchen　doorway　with　an　ominous　
expression。　

I　hesitated。　He'd　probably　called　the　Stanleys。　I'd　better　stick　to　the　truth。　

〃I　was　hiking；〃　I　admitted。　

His　eyes　were　tight。　〃What　happened　to　going　to　Jessica's？〃　

〃I　didn't　feel　like　Calculus　today。〃　

Charlie　folded　his　arms　across　his　chest。　〃I　thought　I　asked　you　to　stay　out　of　the　forest。〃　

〃Yeah；　I　know。　Don't　worry；　I　won't　do　it　again。〃　I　shuddered。　

Charlie　seemed　to　really　look　at　me　for　the　first　time。　I　remembered　that　I　had　spent　some　time　on　the　
forest　floor　today；　I　must　be　a　mess。　

〃What　happened？〃　Charlie　demanded。　

Again；　I　decided　that　the　truth；　or　part　of　it　anyway；　was　the　best　option。　I　was　too　shaken　to　pretend　
that　I'd　spent　an　uneventful　day　with　the　flora　and　fauna。　

〃I　saw　the　bear。〃　I　tried　to　say　it　calmly；　but　my　voice　was　high　and　shaky。　〃It's　not　a　bear；　though—it's　
some　kind　of　wolf。　And　there　are　five　of　them。　A　big　black　one；　and　gray；　and　reddishbrown…〃　

Charlie's　eyes　grew　round　with　horror。　He　strode　quickly　to　me　and　grabbed　the　tops　of　my　arms。　

〃Are　you　okay？〃　

My　head　bobbed　in　a　weak　nod。　

〃Tell　me　what　happened。〃　

〃They　didn't　pay　any　attention　to　me。　But　aftet　they　were　gone；　I　ran　away　and　I　fell　down　a　lot。〃　

He　let　go　of　my　shoulders　and　wrapped　his　arms　around　me。　For　a　long　moment；　he　didn't　say　anything。　

〃Wolves；〃　he　murmured。　

〃What？〃　

〃The　rangers　said　the　tracks　were　wrong　for　a　bear—but　wolves　just　don't　get　that　big…〃　

〃These　were　huge。〃　

〃How　many　did　you　say　you　saw？〃　

〃Five。〃　

Charlie　shook　his　head；　frowning　with　anxiety；　He　finally　spoke　in　a　tone　that　allowed　no　argument。　〃No　
morehiking。〃　

〃No　problem；〃　I　promised　fervently。　

Charlie　called　the　station　to　report　what　I'd　seen。　I　fudged　a　little　bit　about　where　exactly　I'd　seen　the　
wolves—claiming　I'd　been　on　the　trail　that　led　to　the　north。　I　didn't　want　my　dad　to　know　how　deep　I'd　
gone　into　the　forest　against　his　wishes；　and；　more　importantly；　I　didn't　want　anyone　wandering　near　where　
Laurent　might　be　searching　for　me。　The　thought　of　it　made　me　feel　sick。　

〃Are　you　hungry？〃　he　asked　me　when　he　hung　up　the　phone。　

I　shook　my　head；　though　I　must　have　been　starving。　I　hadn't　eaten　all　day。　

〃Just　tired；〃　I　told　him。　I　turned　for　the　stairs。　

〃Hey；〃　Charlie　said；　his　voice　suddenly　suspicious　again。　〃Didn't　you　say　Jacob　was　gone　for　the　day？〃　

〃That's　what　Billy　said；〃　I　told　him；　confused　by　his　question。　

He　studied　my　expression　for　a　minute；　and　seemed　satisfied　with　what　he　saw　there。　

〃Huh。〃　

〃Why？〃　I　demanded。　It　sounded　like　he　was　implying　that　I'd　been　lying　to　him　this　morning。　About　
something　besides　studying　with　Jessica。　

〃Well；　it's　just　that　when　I　went　to　pick　up　Harry；　I　saw　Jacob　out　in　front　of　the　store　down　there　with　
some　of　his　friends。　I　waved　hi；　but　he…　well；　I　guess　I　don't　know　if　he　saw　me。　I　think　maybe　he　was　
arguing　with　his　friends。　He　looked　strange；　like　he　was　upset　about　something。　And…　different。　It's　like　
you　can　watch　that　kid　growing！　He　gets　bigger　every　time　I　see　him。〃　

〃Billy　said　Jake　and　his　friends　were　going　up　to　Port　Angeles　to　see　some　movies。　They　were　probably　
just　waiting　for　someone　to　meet　them。〃　

〃Oh。〃　Charlie　nodded　and　headed　for　the　kitchen。　

I　stood　in　the　hall；　thinking　about　Jacob　arguing　with　his　friends。　I　wondered　if　he　had　confronted　Embry　

about　the　situation　with　Sam。　Maybe　that　was　the　reason　he'd　ditched　me　today—if　it　meant　he　could　
sort　things　out　with　Embry；　I　was　glad　he　had。　

I　paused　to　check　the　locks　again　before　I　went　to　my　room。　It　was　a　silly　thing　to　do。　What　difference　
would　a　lock　make　to　any　of　the　monsters　I'd　seen　this　afternoon？　I　assumed　the　handle　alone　would　
stymie　the　wolves；　not　having　opposable　thumbs。　And　if　Laurent　came　here…　

Or…　Victoria。　

I　lay　down　on　my　bed；　but　I　was　shaking　too　hard　to　hope　for　sleep。　I　curled　into　a　cramped　ball　under　
my　quilt；　and　faced　the　horrifying　facts。　

There　was　nothing　I　could　do。　There　were　no　precautions　I　could　take。　There　was　no　place　I　could　hide。　
There　was　no　one　who　could　help　me。　

I　realized；　with　a　nauseous　roll　of　my　stomach；　that　the　situation　was　worse　than　even　that。　Because　all　
those　facts　applied　to　Charlie；　too。　My　father；　sleeping　one　room　away　from　me；　was　just　a　hairsbreadth　
off　the　heart　of　the　target　that　was　centered　on　me。　My　scent　would　lead　them　here；　whether　I　was　here　
or　not。　

The　tremors　rocked　me　until　my　teeth　chattered。　

To　calm　myself；　I　fantasized　the　impossible：　I　imagined　the　big　wolves　catching　up　to　Laurent　in　the　
woods　and　massacring　the　indestructible　immortal　the　way　they　would　any　normal　person。　Despite　the　
absurdity　of　such　a　vision；　the　idea　forted　me。　If　the　wolves　got　him；　then　he　couldn't　tell　Victoria　I　
was　here　all　alone。　If　he　didn't　return；　maybe　she'd　think　the　Cullens　were　still　protecting　me。　If　only　the　
wolves　could　win　such　a　fight…　

My　good　vampires　were　never　ing　back；　how　soothing　it　was　to　imagine　that　the　other　kind　could　
also　disappear。　

I　squeezed　my　eyes　tight　together　and　waited　for　unconsciousness—almost　eager　for　my　nightmare　to　
start。　Better　that　than　the　pale；　beautiful　face　that　smiled　at　me　now　from　behind　my　lids。　

In　my　imagination；　Victoria's　eyes　were　black　with　thirst；　bright　with　anticipation；　and　her　lips　curled　back　
from　her　gleaming　teeth　in　pleasure。　Her　red　hair　was　brilliant　as　fire；　it　blew　chaotically　around　her　wild　
face。　

Laurent's　words　repeated　in　my　head。　If　you　knew　what　she　had　planned　for　you　…　

I　pressed　my　fist　against　my　mouth　to　keep　from　screaming。　

11。　CULT　




EACH　TIME　THAT　I　OPENED　MY　EYES　TO　THE　MORNING　light　and　realized　I'd　lived　through　
another　night　was　a　surprise　to　me。　After　the　surprise　wore　off；　my　heart　would　start　to　race　and　my　
palms　would　sweat；　I　couldn't　really　breathe　again　until　I'd　gotten　up　and　ascertained　that　Charlie　had　
survived　as　well。　

I　could　tell　he　was　worried—watching　me　jump　at　any　loud　sound；　or　my　face　suddenly　go　white　for　no　
reason　that　he　could　see。　From　the　questions　he　asked　now　and　then；　he　seemed　to　blame　the　change　on　

Jacob's　continued　absence。　

The　terror　that　was　always　foremost　in　my　thoughts　usually　distracted　me　from　the　fact　that　another　week　
had　passed；　and　Jacob　still　hadn't　called　me。　But　when　I　was　able　to　concentrate　on　my　normal　life—if　
my　life　was　really　ever　normal—this　upset　me。　

I　missed　him　horribly。　

It　had　been　bad　enough　to　be　alone　before　I　was　scared　silly。　Now；　more　than　ever；　I　yearned　for　his　
carefree　laugh　and　his　infectious　grin。　I　needed　the　safe　sanity　of　his　homemade　garage　and　his　warm　
hand　around　my　cold　fingers。　

I'd　half　expected　him　to　call　on　Monday。　If　there　had　been　some　progress　with　Embry；　wouldn't　he　want　
to　report　it？　I　wanted　to　believe　that　it　was　worry　for　his　friend　that　was　occupying　all　his　time；　not　that　he　
was　just　giving　up　on　me。　

I　called　him　Tuesday；　but　no　one　answered。　Were　the　phone　lines　still　having　problems？　Or　had　Billy　
invested　in　caller　I。D。？　

On　Wednesday　I　called　every　half　hour　until　after　eleven　at　night；　desperate　to　hear　the　warmth　of　
Jacob's　voice。　

Thursday　I　sat　in　my　truck　in　front　of　my　house—with　the　locks　pushed　down—keys　in　hand；　for　a　solid　
hour。　I　was　arguing　with　myself；　trying　to　justify　a　quick　trip　to　La　Push；　but　I　couldn't　do　it。　

I　knew　that　Laurent　had　gone　back　to　Victoria　by　now。　If　I　went　to　La　Push；　I　took　the　chance　of　leading　
one　of　them　there。　What　if　they　caught　up　to　me　when　Jake　was　nearby？　As　much　as　it　hurt　me；　I　knew　it　
was　better　for　Jacob　that　he　was　avoiding　me。　Safer　for　him。　

It　was　bad　enough　that　I　couldn't　figure　out　a　way　to　keep　Charlie　safe。　Nighttime　was　the　most　likely　
time　that　they　would　e　looking　ior　me；　and　what　could　I　say　to　get　Charlie　out　of　the　house？　If　I　told　
him　the　truth；　he'd　have　me　locked　up　in　a　rubber　room　somewhere。　I　would　have　endured　
that—weled　it；　even—if　it　could　have　kept　him　safe。　But　Victoria　would　still　e　to　his　house　first；　
looking　for　me。　Maybe；　if　she　found　me　here；　that　would　be　enough　for　her。　Maybe　she　would　just　leave　
when　she　was　done　with　me。　

So　I　couldn't　run　away。　Even　if　I　could；　where　would　I　go？　To　Renee？　I　shuddered　at　the　thought　of　
dragging　my　lethal　shadows　into　my　mother's　safe；　sunny　world。　I　would　never　endanger　her　that　way。　

The　worry　was　eating　a　hole　in　my　stomach。　Soon　I　would　have　matching　punctures。　

That　night；　Charlie　did　me　another　favor　and　called　Harry　again　to　see　if　the　Blacks　were　out　of　town。　
Harry　reported　that　Billy　had　attended　the　council　meeting　Wednesday　night；　and　never　mentioned　
anything　about　leaving。　Charlie　warned　me　not　to　make　a　nuisance　of　myself—Jacob　would　call　when　he　
got　around　to　it。　

Friday　afternoon；　as　I　drove　home　from　school；　it　hit　me　out　of　the　blue。　

I　wasn't　paying　attention　to　the　familiar　road；　letting　the　sound　of　the　engine　deaden　my　brain　and　silence　
the　worries；　when　my　subconscious　delivered　a　verdict　it　must　have　been　working　on　for　some　time　
without　my　knowledge。　

As　soon　as