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Chapter 17
"You ready?" Alice asked as she dumped her bag next to me on the bed.
"As ready as I can get," I groaned, standing up. I really wasn't looking forward to traveling home. Edward said it would take us days to get there and if I was really honest with myself I was anxious. I had no idea what awaited me there or where I stood with Edward.
Were we even still in a relationship?
Did he love me?
Would I even fit in this place called 'home'?
Did I really want to return to a place I couldn't remember?
What if my memories never came back?
"Then, let's go. The guys are waiting for us outside," Alice said turning away from me.
I caught her arm before she could get far. This might be the only chance I had to speak to her alone. "Hey, wait up for a minute," I squeaked.
"Something wrong?" Alice asked, turning back to face me.
"No, nothing, I … ah, Edward said something last night and I can't make sense of it. I was just wondering if you knew what he meant."
"Then shouldn't you be asking Edward?"
I shrugged. "He's not so great with the whole talking and forming words. I thought with you being my sister, that maybe you could shed some light on it. It's what sister's do, right? Talk?"
Alice paused for a second before she leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear. "You do realise that werewolves have super sensitive hearing, right?"
"Really?"
She nodded, with a big ass grin on her face.
Shit!
"You honestly never noticed?" she asked amused.
I shook my head. "I dunno … I just thought they were noisy."
Alice laughed and wrapped her arm around me, guiding me from the room, the only place I had known as home, for the last several weeks.
"So, what did he say?"
"It was not so much what he said, but what he didn't say." She nodded, urging me to continue. "We were talking about him turning me, and he said, 'that he was worried that he would lose me,' and I said he didn't lose me. Then he said, 'not from the bite at least.' I have no idea what that means."
Alice sighed. She stopped walking, pulling me to a halt with her. "He's probably talking about the day you were taken."
"Taken?"
"Edward and the rest of the pack were out hunting. You had stayed at home … That was when our father came and took you. Edward spent months after that trying to find you. It took him a long time to find you."
"How long?"
"That's something you and Edward should talk about," Alice said turning and walking away from me.