D.P.O.V (Demitri)
I watched the abnormally large family as they walked back from their hunt. The quick search around their 'home' was unnoticeable. I'd made sure of that.
"So why are we here again?"
Her question was one that she had been asking for the past half an hour.
"I told you already Louisa, we are here because Aro asked us to be."
I felt her let out a deep sigh as she relaxed further onto the branch. Her ignorance was literally filling the air. She had no concept of how dangerous this coven could be.
"Louisa, please just concentrate? We cannot be sensed at any time."
She stiffened as she concentrated on shielding the talents of the Cullens from discovering us. She was handy, I'll give her that. But she refused to think like us. I couldn't understand why.
Compared to my brothers and I, Louisa was still very young. Sometimes it showed a little too much in the way she acted. Only last week she had burned her Volturi cloak.
"I can smell dogs." She gasped as two smaller wolves came into our view.
"Keep absolutely still." I told her, since her talent refused to work against werewolves.
The wolves luckily walked straight past and into the house.
"They have guard dogs? Wow, they must be paranoid."
I groaned as I understood her hint of sarcasm. Okay, hint was an understatement.
"They are Loup Garou, they are not guard dogs, or part of the werewolf pack."
"So why are they here?"
I watched the house carefully as the two wolves turned back into two young girls. They looked out the window, and straight at me.
"They're looking straight at you. They know we're here?!"
Louisa shifted and dropped down from the tree and ran. I quickly followed and found her hiding under a fallen tree about 15 miles from the house.
"Louisa, it's fine, they didn't see us at all."
"I know, I just didn't want to risk it."
I smiled as I understood her nervousness. That was way too close.
"Demetri, did you notice that two of them wasn't with the main group?"
I blinked as I counted in my head again how many left, and how many returned.
"Oh yeah, I never noticed before. Lena and Tom didn't come back."
Louisa nodded, her blonde hair falling over her face. She scraped it back as she looked around carefully. I listened to the noises in the forest around us, and heard two voices about 20 miles from where we were standing.
"That sounds like them." Louisa turned in the same direction as the voices.
I nodded, and began to walk. I had to know if Tom was going to do what he should have done 15 years ago.
He should have told Lena the truth from the start.