Edwards POV
I stared at the tombstone one last time.
I'd buried my Bella in the meadow where we had fallen in love. She'd like it here. I'd come alone...Esme and Alice and Carlisle had wanted to come with me, but this was something I wanted to do alone.
And now...despite my contingency plans...I couldn't go to the Volturi and ask to die. Not with hunting down those who were responsible for Bella's death.
I smiled to myself...but the smile was weak. I'd hunt down James and Victoria, and I'd be a formidable opponent because living was worthless. I didn't care if they killed me, at least I could die knowing that I had tried.
And if was still alive after death...I would go to Volterra and ask to die...
And perhaps in death, I'd be with my Bella again.
James POV
Edward wasn't in Bella's room.
He hadn't been in her room recently. With a slight growl, I leapt out the window, soon followed by Victoria.
"Why don't we lead him on a wild goose chase?" she suggested hopefully "Or deal with Laurent first."
I thought about it for a moment. "Laurent."
Victoria smiled, and disappeared into the forest.
Laurent's POV
I tried to survive on animal blood alone, but I never could, so I had to hunt-as in really hunt, to feed. I always did it far enough away from Denali to not be noticed.
I'd chosen a large man. After the feed, I was now running home. The thoughts of Irina made me happy. Perhaps we'd get so close that we'd give leave the Denali's and become nomads together, hunting humans again. I smiled at the thought.
But that time was a long way off...