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to keep it from exploding。
A small; dry voice in the back of my mind asked me what the big deal was。
Hadn't I already accepted
the existence of vampires long ago—and without all the hysterics that time?
Exactly; I wanted to scream back at the voice。 Wasn't one myth enough for
anyone; enough for a
lifetime?
Besides; there'd never been one moment that I wasn't pletely aware that
Edward Cullen was above
and beyond the ordinary。 It wasn't such a surprise to find out what he was—
because he so obviously
was something。
But Jacob? Jacob; who was just Jacob; and nothing more than that? Jacob; my
friend? Jacob; the only
human I'd ever been able to relate to
And he wasn't even human。
I fought the urge to scream again。
What did this say about me?
I knew the answer to that one。 It said that there was something deeply wrong
with me。 Why else would
my life be filled with characters from horror movies? Why else would I care so
much about them that it
would tear big chunks right out of my chest when they went off along their
mythical ways?
In my head; everything spun and shifted; rearranging so that things that had
meant one thing before; now
meant something else。
There was no cult。 There had never been a cult; never been a gang。 No; it was
much worse than that。 It
was a pack。
A pack of five mind…blowingly gigantic; multihued werewolves that had stalked
right past me in Edward's
meadow
Suddenly; I was in a frantic hurry。 I glanced at the clock—it was way too
early and I didn't care。 I had to
go to La Push now。 I had to see Jacob so he could tel