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Werewolves weren't supposed to be able to do magic, and while I knew why my mother was an exception and why I was, Peter's family were werewolves through and through. "How the hell did you do that?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Peter looked at me, his eyes gleaming with a strange, almost predatory light. "I'm more like you than you think," he said. "Enough for you to calm down a bit?" I swallowed and nodded. When the waiter came back with our food, I tore into it. I didn't have anything to say. "I'm offering a bit of help. Guidance even." I scoffed. "I'm really not interested in another older brother figure at my age. Tony's enough of a problem."

When I reminded him of how I’d managed to take Jacob down and handcuff him while Max lay unconscious and admitted to having been administered an antidote that Peter brought from Africa that would protect me from getting infected, he relaxed and actually agreed that it would strengthen our team to have me play an active role. He’d been gone about fifteen minutes when Peter came home. He looked long in the face and acted very preoccupied. “What’s the matter?” I asked as he came out to the patio with two beers and hand and handed one to me. “Nothing for you to worry about, my love,” he said as he put his bottle of beer to his lips and took a long drink. It was impossible for me not to notice t

Peter yelled in panic as Chris's shirt soaked rapidly with his blood. “Alpha, it isn’t right for her!” I winced out despite his pain. Who did he think he was? The superhero, out to save the day? –By the time I am done dealing with him, he would be the one needing a fucking hero! “I own Bella! You have no right to tell me what you think is right for her or not!” I totally blocked Peter from my ears and mind –Nothing he said got to me. I was only interested in seeing more of Chris’ blood flow.