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"
Only
one
.
"
I
stared
at
him
earnestly
,
hoping
to
disguise
my
impatience
as
admiration
.
"
So
you
see
,
"
Jacob
continued
,
"
the
cold
ones
are
traditionally
our
enemies
.
But
this
pack
that
came
to
our
territory
during
my
great
-
grandfather
’
s
time
was
different
.
They
didn
’
t
hunt
the
way
others
of
their
kind
did
-
they
weren
’
t
supposed
to
be
dangerous
to
the
tribe
.
So
my
great
-
grandfather
made
a
truce
with
them
.
If
they
would
promise
to
stay
off
our
lands
,
we
wouldn
’
t
expose
them
to
the
pale
-
faces
.
"
He
winked
at
me
.
"
If
they
weren
’
t
dangerous
,
then
why
.
.
.
?
"
I
tried
to
understand
,
struggling
not
to
let
him
see
how
seriously
I
was
considering
his
ghost
story
.
"
There
’
s
always
a
risk
for
humans
to
be
around
the
cold
ones
,
even
if
they
’
re
civilized
like
this
clan
was
.
You
never
know
when
they
might
get
too
hungry
to
resist
.
"
He
deliberately
worked
a
thick
edge
of
menace
into
his
tone
.
"
What
do
you
mean
,
’
civilized
’
?
"
"
They
claimed
that
they
didn
’
t
hunt
humans
.
They
supposedly
were
somehow
able
to
prey
on
animals
instead
.
"
I
tried
to
keep
my
voice
casual
.
"
So
how
does
it
fit
in
with
the
Cullens
?
Are
they
like
the
cold
ones
your
greatgrandfather
met
?
"
"
No
.
"
He
paused
dramatically
.
"
They
are
the
same
ones
.
"
