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Post Eclipse. Another vampire has arrived in Forks, but wants nothing to do with the Cullens and everything to do with Bella. Is this newcomer friend or foe?Banner my fiance made, same pictures different style. Ok, so it's all finished. Thank you all for your wonderful reviews and be sure to check out the sequel, "Unraveled", which will be coming soon. :)


16. Chapter 16

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“Tanya?” cried Alice, her voice wrought with anguish. “How...? Why...?” She broke off, collapsing onto the floor. Behind me, I heard Bella suck in a breath. I was frozen in place. Everyone was quiet, letting the information sink in.

I tried to keep my mind blank, conjuring any thought I could that was not of Tanya or what we had done to her. So far Edward hadn't invaded my mind and no one seemed to know. Terror crept into my bones, rattling me. No one spoke, no one moved. Carlisle's face was drawn with anxiety and beside my Alice was slumped in a silent heap. I didn't hear Esme come into the room, so I didn't see her until she was standing behind Carlisle. She laid a hand gently on her shoulder and he pulled her to him.

Finally, Edward sighed, “We need to focus on the problem at hand, that's what Tanya would want.” And just like that the subject was avoided. Everyone drew up false resolve and set about preparing for Ambrosi's inevitable attack at dawn.

I excused myself and went out onto the lawn. No doubt Ambrosi had caught my scent, no doubt he knew Marisa was dead, and no doubt he would seek his vengeance at first light. Deep down, I knew whether the Cullens won or lost I would be dead. I wasn't terribly afraid, as I probably ought to have been, there was just a slight nagging feeling in my chest.

I wanted to see Jacob.

He'd disappeared into the woods after Marisa had been killed and I hadn't seen hide or hair of him since. He ought to be easy enough to smell at least, I thought with a wistful smile on my face. I wandered toward the woods, in no direction particularly, I just let my feet take me where they would. At first I walked, then a short distance into the trees I caught his scent and my foot broke into a run.

I laughed to myself. Here I was running off to a werewolf who'd made it perfectly clear he hated my kind. I felt lighter than air as I whisked through the trees. A smile on my face and a warmth in my chest, I was eager to see Jacob. We didn't have to speak, just being near him was satisfying enough.

I should have felt the air change, I should have felt the subtle rise in the temperature. I was blissfully unaware of anything, but the scent of werewolf and thrilled when it became stronger and stronger. Then something made me slow to walk, a prickle in the pit of my stomach. That prickle became a solid lump of dread when out from behind a tree stepped a large black wolf who was clearly not Jacob. I heard growling behind me and saw two others.

My hands trembled and I tried to speak, but my words crumbled in my mouth leaving me nothing but fear. Then, the black wolf lunged.