Chapter One

Bella's POV

I yawn sleepily as I open my eyes, stretching out my sore muscles. My hand hits something to my right and I gasp as a face comes to hover above me. Edward kisses me softly, his lips barely brushing against mine, and I want to envelope myself in the sweet smell of him. I tangle my fingers into his hair and pull him closer. The soft kiss turns into something more needy and raw. Our lips move together as I wrap my legs around him, trying to close the distance between us as much as possible. One of his hands cups the side of my face while the other trails my waist seductively. My hips grind up involuntarily and I feel him stiffen. I know he'll stop me soon so I thrust my tongue into his mouth. His tongue cautiously mingles with mine, only for a moment, before he pulls away and removes my body from his.

I groan at him and stick my tongue out like a child. He flashes my favorite crooked grin and kisses my cheek ever so softly.

"Don't worry, love. You'll get more later if you behave."

My stomach tightens at his words and I nod my head fervently. The sun from the window shimmers off of his beautiful skin, only a little, but enough to shine colorful facets of radiance across my room. I sigh, curling into his side. His hand smooths my hair back and he chuckles at me.

"What?" I ask, my eyes narrowed in playful accusation.

He looks at me, his eyes suddenly burning with an intensity that I can't fathom. "I love you, Bella. More than you will ever know."

I smile sweetly, nuzzling my head against his chest. "I love you, too."

We sit in silence for a while, holding each other and reveling in the warmth of the moment. He sighs then, and sits up slowly while still cradling me to his chest.

"I have to hunt today." Regret colors his tone as he pushes a stray lock of hair behind my ear. I hadn't realized how dark his eyes were until I looked at them now. Only a small gold ring is apparent on the outer edge of his iris, the rest is flat black.

He smiles a bit sympathetically, knowing I hate it when he leaves. "I'll be back tomorrow. You don't need to worry about a thing."

"Are you all going?" I whisper, fidgeting with my hands in my lap.

"Carlisle and Esme will be sitting this one out. They'll be at home in case you need anything, love."

I relax a little, sighing and looking up at him. "When do you need to go?"

"Now. Alice is waiting. Be safe, my Bella." He presses his lips to mine, letting the kiss linger a little longer than he normally would. I feel a slight breeze as his lips leave mine, and open my eyes knowing I would be alone.

"I thought today would be a good day." I grumble as I get out of bed.

I cross the room to my dresser, pulling out a dark pair of jeans, a white tank top, and a brown and white striped short sleeve shirt. I shudder as I grab out a bra and panty set that Alice had bought for me. Of course it was nothing I would ever pick out for myself, but I liked the way the shade of blue looked on my skin and it fit me wonderfully.

I pad barefoot into the bathroom and shut the door, stripping down and stepping in the shower. The water is a bit cold as I turn it on, making me shiver. My stomach growls, reminding me I haven't eaten since dinner last night. Idly wondering what the time is, I finish my shower as quickly as I can and step out, drying off and dressing before swiftly towel drying my hair.

As I open the bathroom door I hear knocking coming from downstairs. Who could that be? I think to myself as I make my way down the stairs. Looking out the window from the kitchen, I can make out a tan, muscular arm standing in front of the door. Another knock.

"Jake?" My brow furrows as I unlock the bolt. The doorknob starts to jiggle. I freeze, staring down at it. It stops and I hear a clicking sound. My mind races as I take a few cautious steps back. I turn to run toward the back door and slam into something hard. Strong hands grip the tops of my arms and I lash out, throwing my knee in between the person's legs and slamming my head into their bronze-skinned throat. I barely see him, but I realize it's a man as he lets me go and collapses to his knees. This is not someone that I know.

I run up the stairs to my room as quickly as I can, shutting the door and immediately breaking for the window. I throw it open, prepared to jump, and realize that all I would do is break my leg and make it easier for them. I leave the window open and get down on the floor, wriggling to get underneath the bed. Footsteps cam up the stairs, two different sets of them. They walked the opposite direction from my room.

My heart pounds as I try to control my breathing, even though I'm sure they can hear my heart about to burst through my chest. The heavy footsteps come closer until I can see the outline of dark shoes through the crack under the door. It opens slowly, allowing me to see dark brown boots and the bottoms of blue jeans. Walking cautiously into the room, to the closet, and then to the open window. I hope very seriously they believe I jumped. I hear a low snarl, nothing like the noises I'm used to. This one isn't as animalistic as Jake's or as cold as Edward's. This is... Terrifying. Enough for my heart to skip a beat. Enough for me to gasp, only a little.

I guess it's enough. I shriek as I'm pulled from under the bed and flipped over onto my back. Before I can see my attacker's face something dark is put over my head. I breathe raggedly, pleading and thrashing and whimpering. Something strikes my head, hard. I groaned softly and see little lights dance across the pitch black in front of me. Only one thing am I able to hear before I slip into unconsciousness: Este timpul.

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