Chapter 101

• He's talking about me. A shocked breath escapes my lips and my stomach rolls with nausea. The deep hatred in his voice is directed towards me and I can feel entire my body revolt in reaction to it. Spit fills my mouth as I desperately try to swallow back vomit. My wolf growls in anger, but then whimpers out in pain. She recognizes the power and authority in this spiteful voice. The voice that belongs to Edward Cullen Sr., Edward's grandfather and former Alpha of the Pack.
• I'm distracted when the room is suddenly filled by the rumble of several chairs scraping harshly against the floor, some of them actually falling to the floor. Then a loud slap echoes through the room. The sound reminding me of someone hitting a wooden table with an open hand.
• "Carlisle."