Chapter 191

• After a large handful of very easy wins, a larger wolf steps onto the field with dancing honey-colored eyes. My wolf sniffs in deeply and I quickly recognize the scent as Emmett. The other wolves begin to bark out in excitement, clearly aware that this will be a more interesting battle. Edward watches how Emmett moves around the circle with ease revealing nothing. The difference in just how Emmett moves is remarkable compared to the others, he is an excellent fighter. My wolf rises to her feet, clearly excited to see how this battle will go and maybe even get a few tips and ideas out of it. She has not been impressed by the other contenders up until now. As a human, I worry for Edward's well-being, but my worries are quickly squashed.
• When Emmett finally attacks, the two wolves roll around and battle it out for much longer than the previous opponents, but in a strange way it looks as though Edward is almost playing with Emmett. Very soon it is clear to everyone that even Emmett is no match for Edward's expert fighting and sheer size. In a matter of minutes (and not seconds like the others), Emmett is forced to submit and he too must face his loss. When he does it almost looks as though he's laughing and both he and Edward share a playful and silly goodbye before Emmett leaves the circle, proving how good friends they are.
• I watch to see where Emmett disappears to, and my heart stutters when I'm suddenly met by Rosalie's strong gaze. This time, my wolf reacts in the way I expected her to. She immediately bares her teeth and bend her head down, tensing her muscles as though she's preparing for attack. Rosalie is far away and I can feel how Quil, Seth and Embry jump to their feet to search for whatever threat it is that I'm reacting to. Rosalie holds my gaze and doesn't react as my wolf snarls angrily in her direction. Suddenly, Jake moves into my line of sight as though he's trying to step between us and I see that Emmett is pulling Rosalie away as well. Growls continue to flow from my mouth as my wolf struggles to calm herself. She turns her back to the circle and bites into a branch that she finds on the ground, absolutely destroying it. It takes off some of the edge and soon my wolf is back to normal. When she turns around again however, a powerful red rage surges through her like an exploding volcano. Any control that I might have on her is completely demolished as she sprints forward with lethal precision. Her target? A russet colored female wolf who has managed to close in on Edward and is currently rubbing the side of her body against his. Something in my brain clicks and I can actually feel how our minds merge together as my anger rises as well. I've caught a whiff of the unfamiliar wolf's scent… It's Jessica.