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Ironic

The forest was a blur as the pack raced through the foliage. We were almost at the Cullen's dwelling and their sickly smell penetrated our nostrils making the more inexperienced members cough and gag, but I was used to it.

I tried to distinguish the Bella-vampire smell that I was sure was adding to that of the other Cullens, but instead caught a whiff of Jamul and ran all the faster for it. I felt so sorry for him - 7 years old and already a werewolf. I cursed the Cullens for triggering this genetic phenomenon. I cursed them for taking Bella away from me. And again for this nasty prank they were pulling. I couldn't understand what Dr Cullen's motive was for kidnapping Jamul. When the doctor helped me recover after the battle he hadn't seemed at all hostile or cruel, quite the opposite in fact. Never in a million years would I have suspected that he would do something like this.

He is a twofaced double crossing…

The thoughts of Sam and the rest of the pack wove in and out of my head entwining with my own. We were all thinking along the same lines and the additional thoughts and willpower just helped to increase our feelings of hate, betrayal and revenge. Everyone was desperate to have Cullen blood on their hands, or rather on their paws.

Everyone except for…someone. Amid the anger and the violence swirling between the minds of the pack I heard something…different. I tried to single out the voice amid the confusion for I was curious to see whose mind was not occupied with revenge. I pushed my mind closer and closer to theirs and released too late that it was Leah's mind I was pursuing. I damned myself for being so naïve as thoughts of unrequited love and self-pity swamped my mind. Of course it would be Leah! I reprimanded. Who else would be dwelling on anything but the inevitable battle with the Cullens? My mind was suddenly filled with her ramblings.

Huh! All this fuss for one little nobody. I bet that if they captured me no one would be at all bothered. I bet they would just leave me with those leeches and let me suffer. Jacob would probably convince them to leave me as a chew toy for his precious Bella. What a joke! Who does he think he is tramping after her when she obviously rathers that leech to him? I think even I would rather that leech to him...

I growled low in my throat and with a start she became aware that I was listening to her thoughts.

Butt out. She said with cold distain. Go back to your bloodlust.

But although I kept trying to rid my head of Leah, her thoughts stayed in the corner of my mind, irritating and distracting. I tried to return to my former frenzy but couldn't.

We flew around another corner and the Cullen house came into view. As quick as lightning we were through the door and tearing through their pristine residence but there was only one problem: no one was there. We continued to tear through the entire house but it was to no avail: all we found was room after empty room. Our frustration at their disappearance just fed our anger so that when Quil smelt a vampire running towards us, the pack was after them like a flash.

As I sprinted to try and intercept Alice before she ran to her death I counted 8 minds among the werewolf pack - all delirious with rage. I urged my legs to carry me faster but even though it had only been days since I had hunted I felt unusually weak - so weak that I felt I could barely keep running let alone speed up. I wondered at this abnormality in my strength but pushed it to the back of mind as I realized that Alice and the werewolves had almost reached each other in the clearing where they had fought side by side less than a year ago. Jacob's thoughts mirrored mine:

How ironic that we should tear Alice into shreds in the same spot that we helped each-other tear others into shreds.

I was furious that he was so liberal in his accusations. I was furious that he let the anger of his pack divert his mind to the thought of ganging up on a former friend. I was furious that Sam the leader of the pack wasn't even considering talking to her first. Most of all I was furious with myself for letting this happen.

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