Chapter 33

• They are both locked in what looks like a staring contest that is only broken when a humorless laugh escapes Carlisle. He shakes his head as he steps away from his son and moves towards the edge of the porch. It doesn't take him long to turn around and shoot his son with a hard glare.
• "Do you really expect me to believe that a weak halfling was able to break free from a Beta's command?"
• I can't see Edward's face, but I can see that his shoulders are tight. He is annoyed with whatever his father is implying.