Drake POV

11 - Enter the werewolves

I was choking. I had felt the love, so like mine, in Edward's mind, seen the way his hands had touched her, the way she had touched him. God I hated that boy! He did not deserve her, after the way he had left her, the way he had literally left her in the dirt. And she was taking him back. I and my family had saved her, and yet she would go back to them. They who had emptied her, left her devoid of emotion.

Drake! Bryon shouted into my mind. Come back!

I realized that I was running, into the nearby mountains. I couldn't stop. I was running from my pain. I was weak.

A pair of beasts. They were huge, the size of bears, but definitely canine. A stench polluted the air. One… creature was russet brown, one dark silver. They snarled, crouching. I skidded to a stop.

I wouldn't run anymore. I would make up for my momentary panic and face this new threat. Although, like most animals, they probably wouldn't stand a chance. I dropped into a low crouch, baring my teeth, hissing. Venom flowed in my mouth.

Drake! Amy shouted.

The wolves growled, the sound ripping from their huge chests. Then they launched themselves at me with surprising speed, a speed that matched vampires.

Suddenly, the brown wolf, the bigger one, froze, letting me dodge it easily. It flew past me, rolling to a stop. It stared behind me, broad shoulders heaving. It shook its head from side to side, as if to clear a distraction, then took a step towards whatever it was looking at. The silver wolf rolled to lessen the impact from the leap, then looked curiously at the brown wolf, following its gaze. I opened my mind to them.

It can't be, the bigger one was thinking. She's dead. It must be a trick. She's dead. Its mind was filled with a pain that hazed over all his thoughts.

Whoa. Calm down and clear your head. This is just another distraction. Don't be fooled! She didn't even look like that, remember? The bloodsuckers made an illusion of her, but made her look like one of them.

I blinked spastically. I had never met wolves that could think like humans. Especially in English. Which meant one thing.

They were werewolves.

I studied them with a new wariness, careful now. I read their minds again to see who was behind me.

It was Bella.