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    Where's My Happy Ending?

    EPOV

        It was the white wolf who had spoken and the second he had, all of the blackness-except Sam’s-disappeared. Also, the second all of the wolves realized what had happened, they were all rounding on the kid. There were “ You idiot” ’s and “ Can’t follow a simple rule” ’s, but he didn’t care.

        “ And how can your sister help?” I asked the wolf. He hesitated for a millisecond before answering.

        She can tell us if something isn’t right. She’s with…Bella. Why did this boy hesitate? Oh, maybe he knows of our history, and didn’t want to upset us. That was kind of him.

        “ And how would she be able to tell us if she’s there and we’re here?” I asked, ignoring everyone’s confused expressions. The albino wolf hesitated again. And, for that brief second, I couldn’t hear his thoughts. It was strange. How had these wolves been able to block me out as a group? And, how was he able to block my individually when I could hear what everyone else was thinking?

        Before I could think about it anymore, he answered me.

        She has her ways. Was all he said. I waited, crossing my arms. He could tell but my body language that I was taking that. He sighed. Well…you have your way to read minds, the small one-Alice I think-has her way to see the future, the tall blonde one beside her-Jasper-has his way to manipulate emotions. You don’t know why it happens, or how you know how to use it. It’s the same thing.

        That made absolutely zero sense-and that was saying something.

        “ That doesn’t answer my question.” I said. He barked a laugh.

        And everyone says that you vamps are so smart. Let’s see if I can put this into a simpler form…He paused and thought- again, I couldn’t hear anything. What was up with this wolf? Then, something happened.

        OWEN!!!!!!!!, came a shrilly, excited voice that reminded me of Alice. But that didn’t last long in my mind. I was too busy thinking about where the voice was coming from.

        

        No, it’s impossible for the voice to be coming from the white wolf’s mind. And it couldn’t be in only his mind. No, I’m losing my mind.

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