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
reddish…brown〃
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 thoug