He stared at me for a minute, maybe two. Shock and pain crossing his face as he whispered the words that broke me.
"Who's that?" he turned to a short girl with a pixie cut and ink black hair. She smelt horrible. As in I've been dipped in bleach and lemons and honey and think I smell nice. I cringed as she looked at me in disgust "The new wolf, she came from California and has run halfway around the US before she became in range to the Pack's mind. Sam found her when he was hunting and brought her here. She's an experienced fighter, it's why they asked us to bring you and ourselves. They know that their numbers may outnumber her but the sheer size of her and how she's fully trained to kill concerns them.
"There's four of them and one of her, surely they can handle her!" he gasped in surprise. She shook her head and smirked at me. I saw my reflection in her eyes and almost gasped, I stood at least 9 foot tall and was almost 5 foot in width. My fur was covered in dirt, blood and other general shit. It's probably why he couldn't recognize me.
The tallest of the dark-skinned men stepped forward and his body shook. He stared at me and exploded.
Like literally exploded.
Well that's one way to put it-Unknown
Really? You again?-Me
You need to think about your human body to change back. Do it now.-Unknown
Ok-Me
I thought about my human body and felt myself quivering, shaking almost vibrating. I felt my bones break and reform. I gasped for breath, my long hair made a curtain around my face. I looked up and my eyes landed on him. My best friend.
He was looking my way in concern. I was about to stand when I realized I had no clothes on. Nothing. I was as naked as the day I were born. My skin flushed over and I looked up for help.
One of the pale faces stepped forward and handed me some clothes, she smiled kindly at me and helped me up and took me to the forest. She had blonde hair that hung in loose waves to her shoulders, she was wearing a simple pair of light blue, washed skinny jeans and a black long sleeve t-shirt and a pair of fuchsia coloured sneakers. I smiled as she handed me a white, vest t-shirt and a pair of black denim shorts. The sun was out and it was hot today so I gladly slipped the clothes on and ran my fingers through my hair she handed me a pair of canvas shoes and we walked back out. She whispered and pointed to everyone and told me that her name was Rosalie and that she was mated, it's like a really strong boyfriend/girlfriend bond sort of thing in her world, to Emmett and bear of a man with curly dark hair that hung in his eyes. He smiled and waved at me.
The Pack seemed cautious of me, I was not the same type of wolf that they were. I was different, a breed much higher up the food chain than them. They told me that they were of no use to me and that the Cullen family would be able to tell her more about myself I nodded and bowed my head towards them, a gesture of respect to the Pack's Alpha as he did the same to me before I ran away with the Cullens, in my wolf form.
They had asked me if it would bother me if Jasper rode on my back. I shook my head "It won't be a problem." I had said kindly. Jasper was staring at me, remembrance shining in his eyes, of course he knew who I was now.
I shifted and we left.
When we got to the Cullen household I wanted to slap him! He'd pulled out at least 2 handfuls of fur! I shifted back and followed the family into the house, cursing and growling while rubbing the sore spot on my back.
They sat me down around a table and all took seats themselves.
I looked around and my eyes found Jasper's again and something happened, something snapped all of my bonds around me making the one to Jazz the strongest, my bond with my dad was there but it was nothing compared to what I felt.
746 Words, not quite as many as the last few times but ahh well, its been a while since the last capter, a month nearly? So hopes you enjoy, imma start writing chappies for Runaway now!
