Huntress (Carlisle Cullen)

Chapter Eight

The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.

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I look over the trucks top and see that a group is gathered around the fire, eating hot dogs, laughing. Billy sits at the natural head of the circle. Old Quil, Quil's ancient grandfather sits on one side of him, Sue Clearwater on the other. The three council leaders. I see the whole pack is there; Paul, Quil, Embry, Jared, and Sam, with Emily at his side. I frown seeing Leah sullenly staring into the fire. Meanwhile, a young Quileute girl about Quil's age is giving him the eye. I jump off the truck bed and walk with both Jacob and Bebe over toward that roaring fire. "You sure this is okay? I really hate being a party crasher." Bebe whispers.

"Technically, you're both a Council Meeting crashers. See. The Council leaders, Dad, Quil's grandpa, and Sue Clearwater. She took over for Harry when he died." Jacob says.

"Anyway I'm only here because you want to know what I can do now," I grunt, as my eyes flicked red with veins and then darkened. "I don't even know," I growl, as Henrik comes to stand next to me. He smiles and jogs forward with a little girl I haven't met before, they seem close.

"Okay, I should not be here. And I don't particularly like that the only reason Kara is here is because you want to know her secret," Bebe mutters, annoyed.

"You're okay. I thought... I mean, they thought it would be good for you to hear the histories." Jacob says, glancing at me quickly. I glare at him, my eyes going red with veins going down my face.

"The histories? The tribe's histories? Aren't they secret?" Bebe questions.

"We all got a role to play. And you're a part of this. I mean, it's the first time Seth, Leah and Quil are hearing them, too. But you two are the first outsiders. Ever." Jacob stated as we continued to walk through.

"If I had have known that, I wouldn't believe you. And would've dressed better." Bebe muttered.

"Jake." I looked up to see a young gangly-limbed boy, instantly I knew it was Seth, 15, who trots up like a puppy. He clearly idolizes Jacob. "Hey. It's about time, you got here. Paul's been hoovering the grub. But I saved you some burgers." Seth says until Paul showed up looking at the floor and standing in front of me.

"Hey Kara," Paul whispered looking up at me. "I'm, I'm really sorry I hurt you, I really am," Paul whispered.

"My brother told me I should make you suffer a little more, but I Bebe already hurt you and made you unable to shift for a whole24 hours," I said looking at him with a blank face. "But I know it wasn't you fault, you were following the treaty, I forgive you," I said smiling softly. "Anyway, Bebe and I beat Emmet up as punishment." Paul smiled and ran off back to eat food.

"Good looking out, Bro. Bella, this is Seth Clearwater, Leah's brother. Newest member of the pack." Jacob introduced us.

"Newest, bestest, brightest." Seth said cockily.