If Felix was still alive, then that meant...no, I wouldn't let the thought cross my mind. I remembered him, clear as day, from the time I first saw him. This time he looked incredibly upset now, but I could only imagine why.

The wolves acted instantly, phasing the second he appeared. But he looked ready to fight them, after all was he not the strongest of the Volturi? If any did survive, I'm not surprised it was him. But I was worried, incredibly worried. If he survived the onslaught that went on seven years ago, he could surely survive three werewolves attacking him. And I didn't want Jacob to get hurt.

So the wolves charged without thinking, even though I did want to ask him a few questions. He could have helped ease my mind even if that wasn't his intention. He was probably here to kill me, because he was the sort of guy who would follow an order unless he was killed. He was probably sour, loosing his friends and all, at my cost...which would just be another reason for him to kill me.

But when the wolves charged, I followed right after them. I wouldn't be able to do much more than distract him, but distractions could play in our favor. The wolves jumped at him, trying to get him in their teeth. But Felix knew every move that was coming and simply flicked them off to the side. The went barreling into rocks and trees, but none of them seemed hurt as they got up again to charge once more. But I was there, jumping at him. He wasn't ready for that, so a simple flick of the hand didn't suffice. I was able to tackle him to the ground before he grasped a giant hand around my throat and flipped me on to my back. I grabbed at his hand, unable to breathe.

That only lasted momentarily as he glanced to his side and released me as he went to protect himself from Paul who jumped at him. Again, Paul went flying in the opposite direction but Seth and Jacob were there to attack Felix again. They tried a double attack each attacking on different sides. But it wasn't too unpredictable, and Felix stuck out both of his hands. The wolves ran straight into them, before crashing to the ground. He turned his attention on Seth first, grabbing the half-conscious wolf around the neck and squeezing tight. Paul was unmoving on the ground a few yards away and Jacob was trying to stand up, but struggling. Seth was yelping as he was about to get crushed by the massive vampire.

I had recovered from the little attack I had attempted before, and was quick on my feet again. Sticking my fist out, I went straight for Felix's stomach. I really didn't know how to fight. Jacob had never taught me how to do anything like that, since he'd never expected that I'd need to know. Especially against a vampire, where I was only half as strong as them. Well, normal vampires at least, I'd have to say Felix was definitely much stronger than that.

I had been successful in knocking him slightly off balance, and his grip loosened on Seth, who fell to the floor in a slump. He was still breathing, from what I could hear. But again, Felix had his attention turned on me. It was simple for him. He grabbed my wrist and twisted my arm. Being half-human, I was still very breakable, so that hurt...probably breaking my arm. He pulled me close to him, wrapping an arm around my throat. He must have been aware that I was easily breakable, because he wasn't holding me as tight as he could have been. Still he was holding me tight enough for it to be uncomfortable.

Jacob growled in protest, and got to his feet immediately, but Felix backed up quickly saying, "If you make another move I kill her."

I was confused, and I would have asked him why he didn't kill me already, but I didn't want to push it. From where I was, I was able to see all three wolves. Jacob, whose eyes were filled with helpless worry, and Paul and Seth who were slowly both standing up, but being cautious not to make it seem like they were going to go after Felix.

A low growl escaped Felix's throat as he said, "Keep quiet. All of you. Someone is coming." I looked at what I could see, unable to turn in Felix's grasp, but saw nothing. A rustle came from the bushes about a hundred yards behind me, and I could only watch the wolves reactions. They were all watching the bushes carefully, and we were all wondering if we were just going to be outmatched.

A growl was heard behind me, and all three of the wolves eyes widened in shock. They were struck in disbelief. But at what? Whatever it was growled again, and as I watched the boys, Seth let out a little happy bark. That could only mean one thing, right? Was it really Sam behind me. Felix had turned slightly, but I still couldn't see. He wasn't afraid, because none of them would risk attacking him if he held me. His grip tightened as I heard another pair of footsteps enter the field through the bushes.

I really wish I could see. Was there another werewolf? Did more of them survive?

But a voice spoke from across the field, and I knew it wasn't another werewolf. "Now Felix, do you think it is really necessary to kill her now? I thought this conflict was over with," The female voice chimed. My heart skipped a beat. That voice was very recognizable, and for the first time it was in a good way. I wished that I could break free from Felix's grasp and see.

But all I could do was listen to the voice. As I reached into my pocket and felt the necklace, a tear rolled down my cheek.

For once in a long time, I felt hopeful.