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The Beginning of My End
Edward's POV – The newly created border line between the Quileute land and the rest of Forks.
"We also have one last addition to this treaty," Ephraim Black grinned. Levi Uley and Quil Ateara stood to the side of their chief with the same grin pasted onto their faces.
"What would that be?" Carlisle asked, worry almost invisible in his calm voice.
Levi handed a piece of paper to Carlisle which we read.
A member of the vampire coven must donate himself/herself to the future Quileute pack-leader (a member of the Black family). The chosen vampire is forbidden to defend itself, dominate, attack or touch the Quileute without permission. Failure to comply will result in the destruction of the entire coven.
"You cannot be serious!" Esme shrieked, horror stricken.
"Take it or leave the area immediately," Ephraim snarled.
Carlisle sighed. "Please give us a moment to discuss."
"No need. I'll do it." I said, stepping out from behind Rosalie.
"Edward no! We have to think about this!" Carlisle gasped.
"It is too late." Ephraim showed us the treaty with my name printed underneath the final quote.
"You chose this fate. So be it." With that the three men walked away, leaving four glaring Cullens and me.
Lovely.
Edited: 20-4-11