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Chapter 17
HewasatmysidebeforetheotherscouldaskAlicewhatwaswrong.
"Alice?"Esme’svoicewastense.
"Ididn’tsee-Icouldn’ttell,"shewhispered.
Alltheothersweregatheredbythistime.
"Whatisit,Alice?"Carlisleaskedwiththecalmvoiceofauthority.
"TheyweretravelingmuchquickerthanIthought.IcanseeIhadtheperspectivewrongbefore,"shemurmured.
Jasperleanedoverher,hispostureprotective."Whatchanged?"heasked.
"Theyheardusplaying,anditchangedtheirpath,"shesaid,contrite,asifshefeltresponsibleforwhateverhadfrightenedher.
Sevenpairsofquickeyesflashedtomyfaceandaway.
"Howsoon?"Carlislesaid,turningtowardEdward.
Alookofintenseconcentrationcrossedhisface.
"Lessthanfiveminutes.They’rerunning-theywanttoplay."Hescowled.
"Canyoumakeit?"Carlisleaskedhim,hiseyesflickingtowardmeagain.
"No,notcarrying-"Hecutshort."Besides,thelastthingweneedisforthemtocatchthescentandstarthunting."
"Howmany?"EmmettaskedAlice.
"Three,"sheansweredtersely.
"Three!"hescoffed."Letthemcome."Thesteelbandsofmuscleflexedalonghismassivearms.
Forasplitsecondthatseemedmuchlongerthanitreallywas,Carlisledeliberated.OnlyEmmettseemedunperturbed;thereststaredatCarlisle’sfacewithanxiouseyes.
"Let’sjustcontinuethegame,"Carlislefinallydecided.Hisvoicewas
coolandlevel."Alicesaidtheyweresimplycurious."
Allthiswassaidinaflurryofwordsthatlastedonlyafewseconds.
