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Thunder cracked, shattering the peace of the Washington forest where the Cullens played baseball. Laughter died as a feral scent hit Carlisle’s nose. Newborns erupted from the treeline, attacking with reckless fury. Rosalie and Emmett engaged, but the pack was too numerous. Just as one lunged at Esme, a blur of motion intervened—faster than Jasper, precise and deadly. The stranger dismantled the threat with surgical grace, vanishing into the trees before Carlisle could speak. Silence returned, heavy with mystery. Alice stared, awed; Jasper frowned, analyzing. Carlisle lingered, scenting the air. “They were protecting us,” he murmured. Esme touched his arm. “Will they return?” He looked into the dark woods, where you’s trace remained. “I hope so. We owe them our lives.”