(Edward POV) 5. Not Your Normal Teens
She is so different. Not like the flock of sheep that prance around the school, so eager for attention but still yearning to blend in. Emmett already approves of her, and Jasper can sense that my feelings are very strong about Ebony. Maybe even love.
I neared the idea of leaping in front of them when she and her sister spotted the wolf, but they squeaked, "SASHA!" and surrounded the dog, scratching it behind the ear and patting it on the head.
It appears they know the animal, Alice thought to me. I rolled my eyes in agreement and suppressed the urge to chuckle. Clearing my throat, they glanced back to the rest of my family and then at each other.
"Oh, I'm sorry! How rude of me," Onyx exclaimed, placing her hands on her cheeks and forming an "o" with her mouth. "This is Sasha, a wolf we've raised since she was a puppy. We found her digging through a trashcan outside of our house in Atlanta, and she trusted both of us. I wonder how she found us here, though, thousands of miles away from home."
"Yeah," Ebony agreed, cocking her head to the side. "We probably should get her home because everyone is cowering in abject terror." It was then that I noticed the stares that originated from the faces of my colleagues.
"You're probably right," Onyx sighed. "Sweetheart, I need you to follow us, but stay in the woods. I don't want you to get hurt. I'll take a look at your paws too when we arrive at the house, because they look haggard."
"I'll see you later, Edward," Ebony called as she inched toward her car. "Bye, Alice, Jasper, and Emmett." I watched her car retreat into the distance, until it turned a corner and disappeared.
We piled into the Volvo, Alice and I in the front with Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper in the rear. Taciturnity was palpable as the car advanced toward our house, and as I stationed my car in the garage, I noticed Carlisle's Mercedy in its standard spot. Good; we can further the discussion. We ventured in the house, and Esme was cuddling with Carlisle on the couch, murmuring softly into his ear. He smiled at her, and Emmett coughed loudly and gagged. They both looked up, startled, as Rose and Alice both winked conspiratorially at Esme. If she could blush she'd be beet red.
"Hello, children," Carlisle greeted us awkwardly, tugging on his collar and slightly shifting away from Esme. "How was your day?"
"Yes," Esme said quickly, happy for the diversion. "Didn't those new students arrive today?"
"Now that you brought the subject up, it is imperative we confer about the subject of the Whitelocks," I hinted, tilting my head to the dining room.
"Of course," Carlisle agreed, going ahead of us.
I strolled into the dining room with my siblings on my heels, gracefully taking my position beside Carlisle at the head of the table. Naturally, Rose sat on the opposite end with her own views of the matter at hand, with Emmett as her right-hand-man and Jasper as the moderator. Alice positioned herself in neutral territory, terribly unsure of the outcome, and Esme remained by Carlisle's side.
"I presume this is going to be interesting," Carlisle commenced. "Now Edward, what exactly did you discern about them?"
"I had my suspicions about the Whitelocks from the beginning, since they have acquired Jasper's last name," I launched into my theory.
Jasper's eyebrows shot up in surprise and recognition before making his thoughts known to the others, "I wonder if that explains this strange feeling towards them."
"What would that be?" Carlisle questioned, curiosity laced within his voice.
"Protectiveness, a sense of familiarity..." he trailed off, lost in his jumble of thoughts.
"I say we find out who they are tomorrow, and see if they're threats," Rosalie sneered, showing me exactly how she planned to do so. I growled viciously, and she smiled, a demon lurking beneath that feigned sweet demeanor.
"Calm down, son; you know I won't allow whatever is turning in her mind," Carlisle soothed me.
Emmett and Alice were quietly studying our banter, he slumped within his seat and she rubbing her temples in a smooth motion. Her face and voice displayed weariness as she spoke, "I can't see anything about them, not even the outcome of this meeting. Edward's future disappears tonight but then materializes at around dawn. It probably has something to do with Ebony." She then sent an evil smirk to me, raising her eyebrows.
Esme glanced at me suspiciously but just shook her head and moved on, "Well, if they're vampires, then explain the rules of our territory, and if not..."
"Excellent," Emmett blurted out, shoving himself away from the table. "Now Jasper, I want my rematch. You cheated earlier by making me feel sad."
"No, no, no! I sure didn't!" Jazz argued, sprinting out of the room and covering his ears.
"Get back here!" Em shouted, and began chasing him outside.
Edward, help me! Jazz screamed in my head.
"You are SOL, my friend," I chuckled.
"Anyway, meeting over," Alice ruled, her eyes flashing over to the computer. "I need to finish some designs." She sauntered over to her laptop and snatched it from the table; when she turned, however, she froze mid-spin. It clattered to the floor, her fingers still petrified, as her eyes displayed shock and pure horror. That was the last thing I saw before her vision overtook me.
My beautiful Ebony, sprawled across the damp ground on her stomach, cowering in fear of the large black wolf snarling at her. Its paw swiped at her head, and a huge spurt of blood squirted from her cheek. Onyx came running from the east and halted to a stop as three other wolves barricaded her. She shuddered and landed on all fours as a tan wolf, snarling and ripping into the dogs' throats as if they were butter.
Ebony screamed, coughing red liquid from her mouth. The black wolf growled and pounced on her, ripping her throat in the process, and she stilled, her beautiful brown eyes confused and sad. The pack-only two remained-scattered, leaving her carcass to her horror-struck sister. Onyx nudged her sister and licked her face. Her front legs collapsed, and she howled a mournful cry of loss and depression to the full moon.
"We have to save her," I whispered, disappearing out of the front door to rescue my beloved.
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