Bella POV
The wolf pressed its paw onto my back even harder. By now I knew that I was caught in such a position that there was no escape for me. I could only hope that my daughter made it out alive.
I let myself go limp, accepting that I was stuck until the wolf decided to either let me go or kill me. The wolf didn't move, so I expected nothing different to happen.
"Thanks, Sam. Hello, Bella."
"Hello," I replied, recognizing the voice. "I see you've finally found a way to kill me."
Renesmee POV
I landed on something hard, but not nearly as hard as the ground below me. I opened my eyes and saw the russet furred wolf. I had landed on the back of the wolf!
All the other wolves came closer to me, sniffing the air and growling.
I quickly sat up, shivering with fear. If they were going to kill me, I wanted them to hurry up and get it over with. I wanted my death to be swift.
The russet furred wolf snarled, and all the other wolves backed off a step, watching us curiously. I grabbed the wolf's fur in my hand, closing my eyes tightly. When nothing happened, I opened them again, fourteen pairs looking back at me, including the wolf below me.
I tried to cave into myself to avoid their piercing gazes, but I guess it just wasn't possible.
The wolf in front of me kneeled down, and I slid off of its back. As it left the pack, the other wolves came closer to circle me. It was obvious that there was no escape. I wouldn't even try to get near them. Their lethal teeth had me shuddering at just the thought. They were sharp, and for a moment I wondered if they were sharp enough to break through my rock hard skin.
I heard loud voices coming from the clearing about a mile away, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. "Mother?"
As I whispered the wolves, some of the wolves tilted their heads curiously and pricked their ears. No doubt they were listening to the voices now too.
These had to be werewolves. They appeared too intelligent to be just regular animals, so I found myself pondering why they would want to attack us. What was their purpose?
I leaned against a tree that was in the circle the wolves had caught me in. Why was it taking so long to kill me? Two of those wolves could dig their teeth into me and pull me in half or something. That would be fully and completely fatal. They had to have a reason for not killing or even harming me if they went through all the effort to capture me. I just wanted to know what it was.
"Hello, Renesmee."
I turned around, and I was in shock at what I saw.