AN: Hello! I have two quick notes, first to those of you who are reading this because you loved Emma's (Gladesista's) story Forced Love. Yes, this is the continuation she was talking about.

I will do my best to continue the story as she would have liked. (I'm sure she'll have a large amount of input in it's final out come.) Still, please give me a chance at finishing the story :D

Second, to those of you who are reading this because you have me on Author Alert, This is a continuation of the story "Forced Love" by Gladesistas (aka Emma). She has asked me to pick

this story up so she can continue on of her others. So, please go read the first part of the story as written by her (link on my profile) and then feel free to enjoy the rest! :D

Lizzie's P.O.V.

The pain was unbearable! It coursed through my veins like molten Lava, burning, killing, destroying. I screamed out to anyone that could hear. Yet no one came. No one was even close... Except for that Evil

man... the one who was putting me through this sheer torture.

"WHY?!" I yelled out to him. "WHY MUST I ENDURE THIS?! WHAT DID I EVER DO TO DESERVE THIS PUNISHMENT?!" I thrashed, pressing against the thick, tough bindings he had warped my arms and wrists in

to keep me from reaching him.

He chuckled darkly. "Oh, it's not you I'm after it's your sister... Her and the rest of her smelly werewolf pack killed my older sister...and now they abandoned you... It's to bad for them... but a wonderful

opportunity for me." He walked slowly towards me, and stroked my face gently.

"Such a pretty girl too... To bad they just abandoned you, even when I told them where to find you... tisk, tisk, tisk...." He dropped his hand and walked back to his position against the far wall.

Had they really abandoned me?? Was Kyla a werewolf?? Was this pack those friends she was always hanging out with?? Is this all a lie?!?!?

His rambling and my restless thoughts had almost distracted me from the pain... almost.

Kyla's P.O.V.
The second hand took what seemed like hours to tick... too slowly. Ever since Kyla was kidnapped I have been in complete denial. She just HAD to come walking around that corner, she was just at the store

buying groceries, anything I could come up with that would make her not gone. Make her not in the hands of whatever grabbed her, and when I say whatever, I mean whatever. It's speed and scent were

defiantly NOT human. The strange thing was it was very familiar to both the Cullens and our Pack. I wanted to go check it out, and try my hand at tracking the thing that could possibly be killing my sister at

this very moment. But, no matter how hard I begged, Jacob refused to let me go. He even made Quil come make sure I didn't try phasing and running off... Stupid Alfa.

An: I know it's really really short, but I just wanted to let you guys get used to my writing style... Please tell me what you think! :D

~Belle~