5. bloodsucker

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[0.5] C H A P T E R F I V E

I had to see her again. I don't know why. I had her journal, though. I had to see her again. To return it, at the very least. To thank her.

But, what if I couldn't see her again? What if Leah and Embry had gotten to her...

No. The thought sent an ooze of cold fear down my spine. The golden-eyed girl was fast. I'd seen that. She was graceful, like an angel. She could have outrun them. She was fast. I hope she was fast enough.

I'm such a damned coward. She'd helped me, after that red haired leech we'd been tracking crushed my leg. She'd healed me. Probably even saved my life. I have no doubt in my mind the scarlet vampire would have come back to finish the job, had that angel not come along. I should have chased after them. I should have stopped them. Or tried to explain. But Leah had been too wrapped up in killing the girl to even consider my pleas, if I had made them.

Even now the images I'd seen in Leah's mind of her, ripping the girl limb from limb, makes my body shiver. The thought made me sick.

I should have done something.

Even if that meant angering my sister, angering my pack. Leah was going to give me hell later, anyway. For more than just one thing. But they would forgive me. And I would have had some peace of mind. But I did nothing. And I was paying for it now, in suspense and self loathing.

The others would be back within the hour. That was all the time I had to prepare for the storm coming.

After the altercation in the woods I'd retreated to Jake's place. It was the closest to the site where we'd been hunting. I sat on the front porch, not wanting to bother Billy. I should still be out helping the others with the search efforts, regardless of what had happened earlier. Sam would not be happy with me, either. But I was too buried in my own head to worry about any of the consequences following my actions.

I should just phase back and continue on with my duties to my pack, pull my own weight like everyone else. But all I could think of was the girl. She occupied every thought in my head. I didn't want the others to know. There would be hell to pay from every direction if they discovered my sympathies for the vampire girl. Mortal enemies were not supposed to provoke anything but bloodlust, the instinct to kill. But the thought of killing the golden-eyed girl sat with my brain so wrong it almost hurt.

I had no clue why I felt this way; I should be revolted by the girl, in theory. I should have felt the same encompassing, bloodlust driven rage that Leah had as she chased her through the woods. I should have wanted to kill her then. I should want to kill her now. But I don't. Something must be wrong with me. Maybe I'd hit my head too hard sparring with Paul this week.

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