Alec relaxed in his new throne, dismissing the guards swiftly, keeping behind only Chelsea. He sent Felix to go get the Cullens and tell them they could leave.

The guards originally stationed to protect the wives were now the ones executing them. A few of the guards, including Corin and Michael, a lesser guard, were also executed, due to their unwavering loyalty, despite Chelsea's messing around with their bonds.


The Cullen Clan found themselves in front of Alec, Jane, and Marcus only a few seconds later, trying to make sense of what the hell just happened.

"There has been a slight change in rulers while you were upstairs." Marcus tells them, smiling for the first time in a whole millennia, although this smile was more sadistic. He'd finally gotten revenge on his wife's killer.

Alec and Jane both smiled at them, Alec's more grateful. Jane's looked… Rueful? Alec wasn't sure. It was hard to tell with her.

Alec found Renesmee's thin, lithe body pushed slightly behind the rest of the rest of her coven. She stood at 5 feet 2 inches, not much taller than himself. Her mesmerizing coffee eyes, her beautiful bronze ringlets falling long to her chest.

The physically eleven year old found himself scanning the girl, who looked physically 16. No, not scanning. Checking her out. He didn't know why she was so fascinating to him. Jane and Alec had long accepted the fact they were doomed to never fall in love. Eleven year olds couldn't fall in love.

He scoffed at the eleven year olds of the generation young Renesmee and her mother had been a part of. They called that love? The need to argue and break up every day of every week? Not really caring where the other was ever? Not feeling pain when the other wasn't near? No urge to protect even when they are in a safe situation? If that was love, then what was Edward and Bella's relationship? What was that? Was that the feeling of being mortal enemies?

The centuries-old vampire was confused by humans, needless to say.

"Actually, on second thought…"

"No." Edward growled, reading the young vampire's mind.

Alec humphed. "Very well, but I believe it is her choice in the end. Not yours."

"She already has a mate. " Edward hissed. It sounded more like he was trying to convince himself. Alec smirked, noticing.


A few days later, Afton found Chelsea, letting out tearless sobs, her slender fingers shaking as a human in withdrawal of their addiction would.

He pulled her body in towards his, holding her, trying to calm her down, but it was not his name she moaned out. Not him she wanted.

"Corin!" She screeched.