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    The next day dawned bright and early. Well, more like rainy and early really. The Calca clan, unable to sleep due to their vampirism, spent the night conversing with Seer, who explained the war in more detail. Meanwhile, the Quilete pack, sans Sam who went home to be with Emily, made themselves comfy at the Swan residence and stayed overnight.

    Everyone was awoken, or startled, by a knock at the door. Bella was the first one up, her senses still extra sensitive after the fight with those Tainteds. Seer sent her a knowing smile when Bella's face lit with surprise and eagerness. She had smelled who was here, and she couldn't wait to greet them.

    The pack and clan could only watch in curiosity as Bella threw open the door, forgetting that she was still in her pajamas and there was a group of half-naked men just behind her. The group was ushered in, and they frowned when they saw everyone assembled.

    One man looked over the pack of half-naked werewolves and wiggled his brows suggestively. Bella snorted and swatted his arm playfully, only earning herself a leer in response. A low growling caught their attention, and they turned to see Jacob glaring at the male. Bella sighed softly and smiled.

    “Everyone,” she said, speaking for the first time that morning, “this is Albany, Alanna, Fraiser, and Tucker. They're friends that agreed to help with the war. I call them the Siberian pack.”

    “Nice to meet you,” Alanna greeted with a sweet smile. “Please ignore Albany,” she said, jabbing a thumb in the direction of her flirtatious mate. “He feels the need to flirt with everything that moves.”

    Albany pouted. “But 'Lanna, you know I only love you!”

    “You'd better,” Alanna growled. Albany gulped and held his hands up placatingly. Bella laughed at the scene while the vampires smirked at the childishness of the werewolves. The Quilete pack only watched silently, wondering if this was a normal occurrence.

    Tucker smiled slightly at his beloved pack, then turned to Bella with a raised brow. He was now in full alpha mode as he questioned the girl.

    “So, you gonna introduce us to them?”

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    The decision had been made. The Cullens knew what they would choose. It should have been obvious from the beginning, but could anyone blame them for being hesitant?

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