ne； turned its head slightly at the
sound of my gasp。
The wolf's eyes were dark； nearly black。 It gazed at me for a fraction of a
second； the deep eyes seeming
too intelligent for a wild animal。
As it stared at me； I suddenly thought of Jacob—again； with gratitude。 At
least I'd e here alone； to
this fairytale meadow filled with dark monsters。 At least Jacob wasn't going
to die； too。 At least I
wouldn't have his death on my hands。
Then another low growl from the leader caused the russet wolf to whip his head
around； back toward
Laurent。
Laurent was staring at the pack of monster wolves with unconcealed shock and
fear。 The first I could
understand。 But I was stunned when； without warning； he spun and disappeared
into the trees。
He ran away。
The wolves were after him in a second； sprinting across the open grass with a
few powerful bounds；
snarling and snapping so loudly that my hands flew up instinctively to cover
my ears。 The sound faded
with surprising swiftness once they disappeared into the woods。
And then I was alone again。
My knees buckled under me； and I fell onto my hands； sobs building in my
throat。
I knew I needed to leave； and leave now。 How long would the wolves chase
Laurent before they
doubled back for me？ Or would Laurent turn on them？ Would he be the one that
came looking？
I couldn't move at first； though； my arms and legs were shaking； and I didn't
know how to get back to
my feet。
My mind couldn't move past the fear； the horror or the confusion。 I didn't
understand what I'd just
witnessed。
A vampire should no