A/N: Hello, my lovely readers! This story, along with another named 'Forever Yours' and previously 'Forever in Your Hands', has been a work in progress for a while. First it was Renesmee and Alec story and finally, after a while, it turned into Renesmee and Jane. I had two stories of each of their point of views, but I like this way better with both of their point of views in each chapter. I hope you all enjoy it! If you have any questions or comments leave me a review or PM me and I'll get back to you! Happy Reading!

WARNING: GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF SEXUAL SITUATIONS, MENTAL ILLNESS, VIOLENCE, GRAPHIC LANGUAGE, MANIPULATIONS, NEGLECT, IMPLIED SEXUAL ABUSE, AND TRIGGERING IMAGERY. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THIS OR DO NOT ENJOY IT, DO NOT READ.

Chapter One.

Jane's POV:

August 8th, 2013.

The red, silken sheets clung to my body as my human pet lay gasping beside me, a look of euphoria plastered onto his face. His dirty blonde hair fell across my pillows in disheveled waves and sweat glistened across his tanned forehead. His eyes shifted towards me and he grinned.

"How did you get a mouth like that being shut in this castle for so long?" I sneered, annoyed that the mood was ruined by his lewd comments. I hated potty mouths, and even if he was one of the best lovers that I had come across, it didn't excuse the very big fault he had. Glared down at him, I snarled and grabbed him by the throat. His heart beat sped up immediately as my tiny hand closed on his windpipe, and he gasped for air to no avail.

"You shouldn't use vulgar language around me, pet. I've told you this countless upon countless of times." He clawed at my hands, face beginning to turn blue. "This is a warning, and I expect you to act accordingly when I call for you again." Finally, as he was beginning to pass out, I let go and giggled, bringing him into a soul sucking kiss. "Next time I might not be so giving." He trembled in my arms, hazel eyes becoming watery. Another giggle escaped my lips as I pushed him off of my bed, throwing his clothes at him. "Go and shower and I will be at your quarters this evening." As soon as I waved him away he was out of the door, petrified as Felix shifted from outside my room to guard him as he made his way back to his own room. I sighed, laying back down on the bed as the door shut behind them.

Pitiful human. Not enough fight left in him to even talk back anymore. What a pity, and I was actually starting to grow fond of him. A knock on the door pulled me out of my pondering. Silently, a figure let himself into the room, and I hissed as I covered myself. My brother sat in the dark wood chair by my bookshelf, flipping through a novel absentmindedly.

"Sister," Alec exclaimed, shutting the book and slipping it back on the shelf. "Aro would like to see you in his study."

"What for?" I slipped off of the queen-sized bed and made my way to the large walk in closet, the satin sheets wrapped around my naked, lithe frame.

"Urgent business. Very private, only you, I, and Chelsea are aware."

"Urgent business? How peculiar, there hasn't been much happening in the immortal as of late. I wonder what he would need us for." I yanked a long sleeved, navy blue skater dress off of its steel hanger, throwing it over my shoulder and onto the bed. Then came white pantyhose and black flats. "Would you suppose it has something to do with all the secret phone calls he's been making?" The past few months I had spied our Master hunched over his desk, talking animatedly into a corded, black phone about something mysterious. The only words I could catch were yours, done, and take care of her. And the question of the day is: take care of who exactly?

"We'll never find out until you get dressed." I ripped away from the closet as I finally found the bra and underwear set I was keen on wearing. Alec quickly retreated towards the door as I sent a death glare his way, smirking wickedly.

"I'll just wait outside and leave you to dress. Hurry, we mustn't keep Master waiting." I growled at him, but he was already gone. I hissed, slamming my closet door shut. Brothers, what are they good for?

I let the silken sheets fall from my small frame and quickly got to work dressing, slipping on a pair of black panties and my training bra. As I had little to no chest, a real bra wasn't needed. My dress and leggings soon followed, with my black ballet flats finishing the ensemble. Quickly, I ran a hand through my hair and rolled it into a tight bun atop my head, adding a few bobby pins. There, I thought. Now I'm perfect.

I exited the door and closed it behind me, grasping Alec's hand tightly before we departed to our master's office.

"Master?" Alec called from the doorway, peering into the candle lit room and at the raven-haired figure turned away from us. A chalky hand ushered for us to come in, and gladly we did, feet gracefully making their way across the large rug.

"Little ones," He turned around then, a large smile gracing his features. I felt my stomach clench with anxiousness. My master, what a gracious master. Finally letting us in on his big secret. "Come, sit. We have many things to discuss, my children."

"I am sorry if we are late, master. I had to get dressed, but that is no excuse."

"It is quite alright, child. You are right on time." He patted the maroon cushion next to him with eagerness. I swiftly made my way across the room and onto the soft seat, my stomach flipping haphazardly. Alec sat across from us in the large oak chair, arms slinging on the arm rests. Master spoke softly, his words rich and enticing. "As your brother has told you, I have something to share with you both."

"What is it, master?"

"We are taking Renesmee Cullen in. Edward is sending her away after she graduates from high school." In an instant I was on my feet, pacing the floor in anger. The half breed here, in my home? Apart of the guard, and under master's affection? My hands clenched, and I breathed through my nose, trying to keep my temper at bay.

"Why, master?"

"Bella has filed for a divorce with him. She is very unhappy with their life and wishes to go back and help her father as he dies of sickness. Edward has the thought that it is all his daughter's fault." A pang of guilt fills me, but I push it away. This was unacceptable, how dare she come into my home and disrupt it.

"The wolves won't go down without a fight." My brother exclaims, and a wicked smile graces our master's features, his eyes glowing brightly. The milky red is almost blinding, and my heart would be going a million miles per second if I had been alive.

"Do not worry, they will be dealt with." I felt my un dead heart swell and a grin start to grace my lips. Oh, my master. My intelligent and giving master.

"You are so smart, master." Aro chuckles and reaches for my hand, grasping it tightly in his own. He wanted to see what I had been thinking and consider my ideas on the matter. I quickly shift my pose so that I am closer to him, crossing my ankles. "Does she know she is being sent away?"

"No, she has no idea. It will be a marvelous surprise, don't you think?" I frown as he lets go of my hand, but soon a giggle escapes me as he claps his hands together.

"Yes. very marvelous, master."

My hands clutched my pet's shoulders tightly and he moved deep inside of me, hitting the lovely spot that finally had me coming undone. He followed quickly, filling me to the brim. Zachary's lips pressed against my temple before he pulled out of me and fell on his back on the other side of the bed. I hummed and wrapped my arms around him, snuggling into his back. The comfort of another was all I wanted after the turn of events of this morning, it seemed. And with his mouth not moving a mile a minute like it had during dinner, I was glad to give him more attention than usual. His hand gratefully rubbed my arm tenderly, and I couldn't help but press a kiss to his skin.

"You okay, Miss Jane?" He asked groggily, and I could tell he was close to falling asleep.

"Yes, of course, Zachary. Just go to sleep, I'll wake you up in the morning." I exclaim, and he soon does as ordered, his breathing becoming even as he fell into a deep slumber. I snuggle up to his back and closed my eyes, wishing for the release that would come with sleep.

If only I were that lucky.

August 22nd, 2013.

Two weeks had passed since the news and planning for Renesmee's arrival was in full swing. We would be throwing a birthday ball for Aro's daughter, Andromeda, in the meantime. She would be turning three, but she looked to be ten years old. She had already become much of a handful, and many times had snuck out numerous times to chase the animals in the forest behind the castle. Aro had not been happy, to say the least. Adriana, our new secretary, was making call after call to all the covens around the globe, inviting them to the shindig of the century.

As she made a call to the Denali's, I watched her with calculating eyes, my dark cloak wrapped tightly around my body. Everyone knew my absolute hatred for the animal drinkers, and how much I despised the little Alaskan coven. Their coven mother, Sasha, how stupid she was to create an immortal child. It was a joy to burn him. I smiled to myself at the memory, my ears catching the speeding beat of the secretary's heart.

To burn Sasha was an even greater sight to behold.

"Miss Jane?" Adriana asked me in a small voice, her big brown eyes not meeting mine. She rarely looked at me for fear of taking my wrath. I pulled my hood down and gave her my full attention.

"Yes?"

"Miss Tanya wants to speak to Master Aro right away. Do you know if he is busy?" My face turned into a sneer. Master was in a meeting with one of our overseas business partners, and I wouldn't let him be bothered. Adriana trembled as she saw my expression change.

"Give me the phone, Adriana."

"But, Miss Jane-" I growled and ripped the phone out of her hand, feeling my control start to slip.

"Go take your lunch break and come back in an hour. I mean it." She scurried out quickly, heels clinking against the wooden floor. I breathed in an unneeded breath to calm myself before putting the phone to my ear.

"Tanya? Hello, this is Jane. Aro is in a meeting and cannot come to the phone right now. Can I take a message?"

"They refuse to come?" Aro's frown deepened as he repeated my sentence, and I feel my stomach clench. My master, what a gracious host. Letting anger cloud their judgment is unacceptable. Just because a few of their coven mates broke the law, and we ordered the death sentence, does not mean we did anything that was unjust.

"I am sorry, Master. I tried everything I could to change their perspective." I tried to cheer him up by putting on a small smile. "Carmen and Eleazar will be there."

"Andie will be so happy. She loves her auntie Carmen so much." My heart melts as his eyes sparkled at the thought of his daughter. My Master was such a good father, and lovely person. I was so thankful he allowed me to be in his presence.

"How is she today? I didn't see her in the garden like she usually is this morning."

"Sulpicia and Athendora took her to town since today was overcast. Rafael went with them, thankfully." He shuffled some papers into a stack before stapling them. "Have you heard from Carlisle? I sent he and his family an invite and failed to hear back."

The Cullen's were invited?

"I had no idea that they were coming, Master."

"Carlisle is my dearest friend, I do hope he comes. I wanted him to look over Andie too, see if she is developing accordingly."

"Don't we have doctors for that?"

"Yes, but Carlisle is better than any doctor." He logged into his desk top computer and gave me a wave of his hand. "You may go, child. I must get back to work." With a nod and a bow, I exited, pulling the hood of my cloak back up before making my way to the Garden, hoping that Santiago was there so I could blow off some steam by sparring.

September 13th, 2013.

Another mission, another gifted member for my gracious master. With half-breed Desideria in our clutches, everything was going according to plan. She had taken a liking to Felix. Felix did not know how to deal with her constant touching and flirting. Brother and I softly laughed to ourselves every time she found a way to scoot on to his lap or kiss his cheeks.

After three short days of travel, we had come across a small coven of men and one woman, the one Aro had heard rumors of. Desideria could control sound waves. As a child, she was very talented but sheltered by her grandfather, the coven leader. After the coven murdered her grandfather they kidnapped the girl and showed her the world of sexual intercourse. She was unable to break free, but after we burned them she freely came with us. Desideria had a long way to go emotionally and mentally, but Marcus was sure to help her with the best of his abilities.

As of now, we sat on the Volturi's private jet, traveling back to Italy to finish the preparations for Andie's birthday ball. All of the coven's except for the Denali sisters and Amazonian coven would be in attendance. Demetri was ecstatic at the prospect of talking to Benjamin, but I told him not to hold his breath. Amun had not doubt poisoned the young vampire's mind to hate the Volturi.

"Felix, stop squirming! I'm trying to kiss your cute cheeks, sweet heart," Desideria purred as she attempted to kiss his face.

"Get her off of me, please!" He asked, pushing her away from him. Demetri sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Desi, come here. Why don't you sit next to me and be a good girl? Can you do that for me?" Demetri asked in a sweet voice and she nodded eagerly before rushing over to sit next to him. "You are being a very good girl, Desi. Maybe when we arrive to the castle I'll take you out to buy some pretty dresses."

"Please?"

"Of course, darling," He grinned down at her before handing her an iPad and letting her go crazy on it. Soon she was distracted enough, and Felix relaxed into his seat.

I pulled out a novel from my bag and gave my own sigh before taking the iPod out of Alec's hands and switching the song to something acoustic. He grumbled in reply but didn't change it as he took his iPod back. We sat beside each other, sharing a pair of earbuds. It was times like these that I felt the most relaxed.

When we arrived back at the castle, master Aro whisked brother and me into his office. With a wide grin, he exclaimed, "I have the perfect idea."

"What is it, master?"

"From what Edward tells me, Renesmee is quite boy crazy… And Dante is at that age now, as you both know." That age meaning that he snuck girls into the castle to have his way with before bleeding them dry. The maids would go in to clean and find his sheets stained with blood and a cold body waiting.

"What are you implying?"

"I've chosen him to act as a spy. With a lower guard member, he will enroll in her school and cause her to fall for him."

"Are you sure that is wise?"

"Ma petite chérie, of course, I do. Maybe luck will be on our side and Dante will fall for her as well." He stated with starry eyes. I knew better, but I held my preservations inside.

Master always had a plan and that plan always succeeded. Everything would turn out perfectly.

As Alec and master Aro talked animatedly about his plan, I felt my stomach fill with butterflies.

It just had to.

Renesmee's POV:

September 13th, 2013.

Today was my sixth birthday party. In less than a year, I would be immortalized in my young adult body, never changing and frozen in time. I was so ready to be all grown up.

My family and I had a small celebration on my actual birthday, but this was going to be big. Everyone was invited, and I was excited to get blackout drunk and forget everything.

Both of my aunt's ivory hands fiddled with my rambunctious curls in an attempt to untangle the knots that a good night's rest had caused. Mom had let me skip school because it was the day of my party. After getting blackout drunk with the girls last night, I had passed out and slept in until three o'clock. Aunt Alice had been furious, but she made do with the short amount of time I gave her to get me ready. I still didn't understand how it took longer than six hours to get me ready for some dumb birthday party.

In my head, I counted the number of makeup marks on the vanity. One, two, three. It didn't feel right so I started over. One, two, three.

One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three… It wasn't until my hair was nearly finished that I finally got to four.

Mother stood off to the side, a grim expression covering her lips. She didn't like the idea of me freezing like the rest of them; No, she hated it. I would never grow old or be able to conceive a child, get the chance that she had once had, a lovely life on the La Push Reservation with a beautiful boy who wanted nothing but to keep her heart beating. Father was nowhere to be seen and was most likely playing the role of "big brother" and chaperoning the crazy teens. Edward Cullen always did like to control people.

"Why the long face, sweet heart?" Aunt Alice looked down at me with curious honey eyes, her left hand coming to rest on my shoulder, no doubt admiring her clothing handy work. The strapless party dress fits tightly around my thin frame, the black sequined bodice contrasting with my alabaster skin. The perfection had my skin crawling and I flicked my hands a few times until it felt right.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't play dumb." Aunt Rose admonished, picking up a white brush from the vanity before pulling it through my hair. I hissed in pain as a knot caught.

"I'm just anxious about the party." I lied swiftly. "I'll have to act like I care about these people for the whole night."

"You should be excited, this is your last birthday with your human friends."

"Friends?" I scoffed. "You call those people my friends?"

"What about that blonde girl, Stephanie? You guys are always hanging around each other."

"I wouldn't call us friends. She barely knows me." I flicked my hands four more times, swallowing the anxiety that was starting to envelop my body.

If only everyone would shut up and leave me alone for a change.

"She knows you well enough to put up with your weirdness." Uncle Emmett exclaimed with a dimpled smile, leaning down to kiss Rosalie's head. She gave him a patronizing look, rolling her eyes.

I sighed, biting the inside of my cheek. "But she talks behind my back all the time. Last week she said I sucked Brayden off in the locker room."

"Language, Renesmee." Mom reprimanded from the doorway, and I gave her a weary smile through the mirror.

"Sorry, mom."

"Anyway," Emmett exclaimed, chuckling. "So, she said you did the do with you know who. Then what?"

"Then nothing. Dad wouldn't let me talk to her about it. He said it didn't matter and that I needed to stop listening to what people say. Blah blah blah."

"Edward's still as stuck up as ever, I see." Rosalie sat down the brush and smiled. "You should have spread a worse rumor about her."

"Like what?"

"Rosalie." My mother warned from the doorway. Aunt Rose and I giggled, and she shook her head.

"I'll tell you later, okay?" I nodded. Alice picked up some lipstick and spread it across my lips. And then she stepped back, hands clasping happily in admiration. I looked at myself with narrowed eyes. Perfect hair, perfect makeup, perfect clothes. Absolutely perfect in every way, shape or form.

Disgusting.

The birthday party was in full swing as I stepped outside, loud music blaring out of speakers hooked up to the trees. My classmates danced and talked idly with each other, not stopping to look as I stepped down the patio steps. Stephanie perked up from her seat by Jackson before jumping up and hugging me. I fought the urge to pull away, digging my nails into my palms.

"Happy Birthday, girly!" I nodded swiftly at her, throwing on a fake smile. My teeth glittered in the soft lights surrounding the perimeter. Her blonde hair bounced in soft, blonde ringlets as she jumped up and down, excitement radiating off of her. Stephanie loved parties. No, Stephanie loved getting drunk at parties. In the back of my head, I repeated over and over. Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie. "You look great!"

"Thanks! I picked it up this morning." I felt my nerves filter away as we made idle talk. It was always stress reducing talking to humans. They didn't think much.

Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie. Finally, it felt right. Her name soon disappeared from my head and I was able to moderately focus on her boring words.

"I bought my outfit last week with Cindy! Remember, I told you? It was when Monique started talking shit and I knocked her out in Victoria's Secret." I grinned. If there ever was a human that I'd thought about drinking from, it had to be Monique Summers. She talked more shit about me than even Stephanie did.

"Dumb bitch," I exclaimed, ignoring the glare that my father gave me from across the room. He hates vulgar language of any kind. It was sad to say that we didn't agree on that, as with everything else. We hadn't been close since I'd grown tits and had my first period. These days I was a momma's girl, through and through.

"This is an amazing party, everyone is here!" Indeed, everyone was here. The football team chugged punch that they'd spiked in the corner, and a nerd stood idly next to Cindy, attempting to get her attention but being rejected as Brett pulled her onto the dance floor with him. "…And I think Jamie is staring at you." I turned to where she pointed behind me, biting my plump bottom lip. Jamie Anderson. His gray eyes sparkled in the party light, and a grin lay on his features. I felt blush cover my cheeks. My, oh my, what a wonderful night.

"Should I talk to him?" Trick question. I already knew the answer, but to keep up the charade I had to play the innocent teenager with terrible hormones. At least one part was true. My hormones were raging. I hadn't slept with anyone in two weeks, and it was sorely overdue.

"Wait till he comes to you, girly. You don't need to even pay attention to him." Obviously, I wasn't going to make the first move. I knew he would come and ask me to dance eventually, and then afterward we'd find a dark corner and do god knows what until I had to blow out the candle. I grinned at her and nodded, bringing her closer as we danced.

"How's the plan to shag with Jeffrin?" Who the hell names their child Jeffrin? Why am I complaining? My name is Renesmee, for Christ's sake. She waggled her eyebrows before bursting into a fit of giggles.

"I'm going to stay with him tonight, and we're totally going to fuck on his waterbed! Hopefully, I don't pop it with my fake nails."

"It'll be even wetter if you do." I felt a rough tap on my shoulder, and I waited a second before I turned around. Jamie stood with a hand held out, motioning me to go with him. His eyes roamed my body like a hungry animal.

"Hey, Ren," He ran a calloused hand through his messy hair, and I momentarily thought about how they would feel knuckle deep inside me. "Wanna dance?" Without giving a second glance to Stephanie, I nodded and placed my hand in his, letting him lead me in the opposite direction. We fell into the motions easily, my ass pressed into his crotch and his hands at my waist holding me close. I could feel his hot breath across my neck and his stubble scratch against my cheek. My panties were soaking at the soft touches.

We danced through a few songs, his hardness rubbing into my behind and his gasps disappearing into my shoulder.

"Nice moves." I breathed out, grinding my backside into him. I could feel him tense as I did so, warm hands clutching my hips bones tightly. "Got any more?"

"You'd like to know, wouldn't you?" Jamie twirled me around to face him, grabbing my ass in his rough hands before grinding into my body. As a moan died in his throat I smirked up at him before running a hand through his hair. "Do you have any I should know about?"

"Maybe we can go in the forest, and I can show you." With our hands clasped tightly, we disappeared into the swarm of the trees, going a few yards away before falling into each other as our lips touched for the first time.

We appeared back, flushed skin and wrinkled clothes, just in time for cake. They sang the ludicrous 'Happy Birthday' song, and I blew out my eighteen candles with one puff of cool breath. Jamie stood off to the side, and blush coated his cheek as I licked some chocolate ice cream off of my spoon, no doubt reliving what I had done to him just minutes before with the same tongue. Alice grinned as she handed Lisa Luneburg a plate of sweets, motioning me over to her. My eyes caught the way it tilted on the plate and I fought the urge to push it into the right spot.

"Did you enjoy your party, Renesmee?" She whispered at vampire speed into my ear, wind chimes and cool breath pouring out of her lipstick covered lips. I nodded and turned my head to look back at Jamie, winking a lidded eye. Oh yes, this party was great. Just fantastic.