•Practice fight•

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XXXV. Practice fight.

The next morning, Tuesday morning, extremely early, I and a few of the Cullen family gathered in a small clearing, hiding in the woods. We were only waiting on the pack, as well as Emmett, Esme and Rosalie to join before Jasper would start training.

Everything from the party yesterday still lingered heavily in my mind. As I looked around, I could only think of all the lives that could be lost because of me. I hated feeling so helpless in a battle that was supposed to be mine.

My mind kept playing around with ideas. I could distract Victoria by putting myself in the middle of the fight. I could give myself up to her. I could exchange my life for those I love.

I let out a soft sigh, wrapping my arms around myself. It was a cold day and I was wearing a thick, purple jumper, with a dark blue beany and some thick leggings. Everyone was dressed comfortably and warmly for the weather and the pending activities of the day.

I looked around and my eyes landed on Alice. She was tense, her fist clenching and unclenching by her side as her eyes aimlessly but frantically darted around. I stepped closer to Edward and leaned into his side. "Is something wrong with Alice?" I asked in a soft worried tone.

"The werewolves are on their way, so she can't see anything that will happen now. It makes her uncomfortable to be blind," he explained, and I frowned, eyebrows furrowing as I glanced in Alice's direction. I was filled with a sense of worry and concern for her.

Emmett's Jeep came speeding into the clearing, and the three missing vampires jumped out. "Hey, Edward," Emmett called out as he approached, his eyes shooting to me as he ruffled my hair. "Hey, Ana, is he going to let you practice, too?" he asked teasingly as he nodded towards Edward.

"Please, Emmett, don't give her any ideas." Edward scolded in a light tone as he shook his head and I scowled at him.

Carlisle approached, hands clasped together in front of him. "When will our guests arrive?" he asked as he raised his eyebrows at Edward.

"A minute and a half. But I'm going to have to translate. They don't trust us enough to use their human forms." Edward explained. He shot a fleeting glance in the direction of a small opening into the thick trees. That's where the wolves would come through.

Carlisle nodded in understanding. "This is hard for them. I'm grateful they're coming at all," he said softly, and Esme hummed in agreement as she hooked her arm in with Carlisle's, staying close to her husband.

I looked up at Edward as he wrapped an arm around my waist, protectively pulling me closer while staring at the opening in the trees. "They're coming as wolves?" I asked him softly.

He glanced down at me and nodded before his eyes returned to the opening. "Prepare yourselves they've been holding out on us," he warned everyone as his eyes squinted.

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