Meg's POV
Not waiting for her to finish phasing, I turned and ran for the Cullens' because 1.) If I didn't, she'd rip me into tiny pieces, 2.) Werewolves can run as fast as most vampires, and 3.) She was angry, so she would most likely be running faster than her normal speed.
'A werewolf?!' I thought as I ran. 'How did I bite a werewolf?!'
Finally, I reached the house and ran right into it without looking back at my pursuer, yet k knowing she was there by the smell.
"Meg, what -?" Carlisle asked, standing up from where he and Esme had been seated in the living room.
"I swear I didn't go near the reservation." Were the first words out of my mouth.
Carlisle looked out one of the windows and I followed his gaze. A large snow white wolf was pacing in the yard.
'Come out and I promise it'll be quick.' She said to me in her mind.
'Gracie, where's the bloodsucker at?' A male voice asked. Another werewolf. She didn't reply, but nevertheless, the other werewolf knew. 'The Cullens?! You know we're not allowed there.'
Moments later, five more werewolves stepped out of the trees. The largest, though not by much, came toward Gracie, if that was her name.
"Esme, go get Edward." Carlisle said. "I don't care what he says."
"What is it?" He was already at the top of the stairs (he must have been listening in) and it took everything in me not to let my mouth drop open. He was amazingly handsome, tall and muscular, with bronze hair. My only thought was 'Damn it. He can read my thoughts.'
"Werewolves." Carlisle said, then turned to me. "Meg, what happened?"
"I just went for a walk to see what it looked like around here and then I smelled this awful scent. Soon after that, a girl appeared in the same clearing where I was. I realized she was the last person I bit two years ago. Somehow, we heard what each other were thinking, and she started to phase, so I ran." I explained.
Carlisle glanced at Edward, who nodded.
'Stand down, Grace, you have no right to be here.' I heard the werewolf say.
'In case you've forgotten, Sam, I'm not part of your pack, so you can't order me around!' Grace shot back.
'The Treaty clearly states –' Sam began.
'She bit me!' Gracie shouted at him with sounds like a harsh growl right in his face.
'It wasn't on our land and she hasn't harmed a human, there's nothing we can do.'
'Fine.' She snapped, then ran off.
'Gracie!' A red-brown werewolf called and chased after her.
The other werewolves soon left. As if nothing had happened.
"Meg?!" Carlisle said sharply.
"Sorry…" I mumbled.
"She can read their thoughts." Edward told him.
"What were they saying?" Carlisle asked, more gently this time.
"The lead wolf tried to order the one who chased me to stand down." I said.
Again, he looked to Edward and again, he nodded.
"She said she wasn't part of their pack." I added.
"The Treaty applies to all of them." Carlisle said reassuringly. "I do not believe it would be wise to go any closer to the border of our land and theirs."
I nodded and headed up to my room swiftly. "You need to hunt." I mumbled as I passed Edward at the top of the stairs. His eyes were blacker than the darkest night.
"Not even here a week and the werewolves have already chased you back here." He retorted, following me down the hall.
"Where are Alice and the others?" I asked, keeping my eyes forward and not on him.
"Hunting."
"Why didn't you go? You obviously needed to."
"I prefer to hunt alone now."
I looked at him now, searching his eyes and wishing I could know what he was thinking as easily as he knew what I was.
"So, you're part werewolf." He stated finally.
"I suppose." I replied. 'Why are you hiding?' I thought.
Of course, Edward didn't answer, he jus entered his room and I did the same. I heard the door close softly behind him. What would it take to get him out of there and for him to remain out?
