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rules demand a consequence。”
Bree stared at her； not comprehending。
Jane looked at Carlisle。 “Are you sure you got all of them？ The other half that split off？”
Carlisle’s face was very smooth as he nodded。 “We split up； too。”
Jane half…smiled。 “I can’t deny that I’m impressed。” The big shadows behind her murmured in agreement。
“I’ve never seen a coven escape this magnitude of offensive intact。 Do you know what was behind it？ It seems
like extreme behavior； considering the way you live here。 And why was the girl the key？” Her eyes rested
unwilling on me for one short second。
I shivered。
“Victoria held a grudge against Bella；” Edward told her； his voice impassive。
Jane laughed — the sound was golden； the bubbling laugh of a happy child。 “This one seems to bring out
bizarrely strong reactions in our kind；” she observed； smiling directly at me； her face beatific。
Edward stiffened。 I looked at him in time to see his face turning away； back to Jane。
“Would you please not do that？” he asked in a tight voice。
Jane laughed again lightly。 “Just checking。 No harm done； apparently。”
I shivered； deeply grateful that the strange glitch in my system — which had protected me from Jane the
last time we’d met — was still in effect。 Edward’s arm tightened around me。
“Well； it appears that there’s not much left for us to do。 Odd；” Jane said； apathy creeping back into her
voice。 “We’re not used to being rendered unnecessary。 It’s too bad we missed the fight。 It sounds like it
would have been entertaining to watch。”
“Yes；” Edward answered her quickly； his voice sharp。 “And you were so close。 It’s a shame you didn’t
arrive just a half hour earlier。 Perhaps then you could have fulfilled your purpose here。”
Jane met Edward’s glare with unwavering eyes。 “Yes。 Quite a pity how things turned out； isn’t it？”
Edward nodded once to himself； his suspicions confirmed。
Jane turned to look at the newborn Bree again； her face completely bored。 “Felix？” she drawled。
“Wait；” Edward interjected。
Jane raised one eyebrow； but Edward was staring at Carlisle while he spoke in an urgent voice。 “We
could explain the rules to the young one。 She doesn’t seem unwilling to learn。 She didn’t know what she was
doing。”
“Of course；” Carlisle answered。 “We would certainly be prepared to take responsibility for Bree。”
Jane’s expression was torn between amusement and disbelief。
“We don’t make exceptions；” she said。 “And we don’t give second chances。 It’s bad for our reputation。
Which reminds me 。 。 。” Suddenly； her eyes were on me again； and her cherubic face dimpled。 “Caius will be
so interested to hear that you’re still human； Bella。 Perhaps he’ll decide to visit。”
“The date is set；” Alice told Jane； speaking for the first time。 “Perhaps we’ll come to visit you in a few
months。”
Jane’s smile faded； and she shrugged indifferently； never looking at Alice。 She turned to face Carlisle。 “It
was nice to meet you； Carlisle — I’d thought Aro was exaggerating。 Well； until we meet again 。 。 。”
Carlisle nodded； his expression pained。
“Take care of that； Felix；” Jane said； nodding toward Bree； her voice dripping boredom。 “I want to go
home。”
“Don’t watch；” Edward whispered in my ear。
I was only too eager to follow his instruction。 I’d seen more than enough for one day — more than enough
for one lifetime。 I squeezed my eyes tightly together and turned my face into Edward’s chest。
But I could still hear。
There was a deep； rumbling growl； and then a high…pitched keen that was horribly familiar。 That sound cut
off quickly； and then the only sound was a sickening crunching and snapping。
Edward’s hand rubbed anxiously against my shoulders。
“Come；” Jane said； and I looked up in time to see the backs of the tall gray cloaks drifting away toward
the curling smoke。 The incense smell was strong again — fresh。
The gray cloaks disappeared into the thick mist。
26。 ETHICS
THE COUNTER IN ALICE’S BATHROOM WAS COVERED WITH a thousand different products； all claiming to
beautify a person’s surface。 Since everyone in this house was both perfect and impermeable； I could only
assume that she’d bought most of these things with me in mind。 I read the labels numbly； struck by the waste。
I was careful never to look in the long mirror。
Alice combed through my hair with a slow； rhythmic motion。
“That’s enough； Alice；” I said tonelessly。 “I want to go back to La Push。”
How many hours had I waited for Charlie to finally leave Billy’s house so that I could see Jacob？ Each
minute； not knowing if Jacob was still breathing or not； had seemed like ten lifetimes。 And then； when at last
I’d been allowed to go； to see for myself that Jacob was alive； the time had gone so quickly。 I felt like I’d
barely caught my breath before Alice was calling Edward； insisting that I keep up this ridiculous sleepover
faade。 It seemed so insignificant。 。 。 。
“Jacob’s still unconscious；” Alice answered。 “Carlisle or Edward will call when he’s awake。 Anyway； you
need to go see Charlie。 He was there at Billy’s house； he saw that Carlisle and Edward are back in from their
trip； and he’s bound to be suspicious when you get home。”
I already had my story memorized and corroborated。 “I don’t care。 I want to be there when Jacob wakes
up。”
“You need to think of Charlie now。 You’ve had a long day — sorry； I know that doesn’t begin to cover it
— but that doesn’t mean that you can shirk your responsibilities。” Her voice was serious； almost chiding。 “It’s
more important now than ever that Charlie stays safely in the dark。 Play your role first； Bella； and then you can
do what you want second。 Part of being a Cullen is being meticulously responsible。”
Of course she was right。 And if not for this same reason — a reason that was more powerful than all my
fear and pain and guilt — Carlisle would never have been able to talk me into leaving Jacob’s side；
unconscious or not。
“Go home；” Alice ordered。 “Talk to Charlie。 Flesh out your alibi。 Keep him safe。”
I stood； and the blood flowed down to my feet； stinging like the pricks of a thousand needles。 I’d been
sitting still for a long time。
“That dress is adorable on you；” Alice cooed。
“Huh？ Oh。 Er — thanks again for the clothes；” I mumbled out of courtesy rather than real gratitude。
“You need the evidence；” Alice said； her eyes innocent and wide。 “What’s a shopping trip without a new
outfit？ It’s very flattering； if I do say so myself。”
I blinked； unable to remember what she’d dressed me in。 I couldn’t keep my thoughts from skittering
away every few seconds； insects running from the light。 。 。 。
“Jacob is fine； Bella；” Alice said； easily interpreting my preoccupation。 “There’s no hurry。 If you realized
how much extra mo