A/N: Thanks so much for reading and your reviews are awesome! Again, I will say, I can't thank you guys enough! Edward's POV was asked for, so here it is. It, surprisingly, didn't take too long to do, but I'm not sure how well I can emulate a real vampire and do him justice. I hope you like it!

I don't own anything save for the witches and warlocks. I would like to have Jake and Edward and I wouldn't mind stealing Sam either, but sigh I can't have them…

The Midnight

I felt my senses heighten as I started to let myself go. I could smell nothing but blood in the air, the sounds of the footsteps of the animals, and every noise that a herd of deer was making just a hundred yards away. I heard a stick break not far away from me; the sweet smell of blood wafted my way. I must have been giving off more pheromones than usual if the deer were coming to me.

I sniffed the air and stiffened. That wasn't animal blood. It was too sweet to be animal blood. I knew that scent. I had come across it before, at school. It was very distinctive and very sweet with a fragrance of something I couldn't place. It reminded me of cinnamon or nutmeg. It turned my head. The human wasn't but a few feet away. I couldn't read their thoughts and grew nervous. Bella couldn't have followed me. That was not her scent and Alice was supposed to make sure she was safe.

There was only one other human that it could be. That smell. Chemistry class. It was her. Anna Collins I believe her name was; my vampire memory didn't deceive me. It was quite an idiotic thing to do, follow me. I tried to gain back my mind a bit more to make sure she wasn't vulnerable to attack, but my blood lust seemed to want to stay in that longing state.

Angrily, I moved toward her. I couldn't take it anymore; the sooner she left the better. "What are you doing here?" I growled. I saw her pallid face pop out from behind the tree. I prayed that her hair would block the scent of her throat. Why did I have to be standing so close? I should have backed up a little bit. I had to fight with myself not to take her now.

"I was taking a hike," she said, her voice didn't waver. She wasn't afraid of me, she even took a step forward and I clenched my jaw tight. The burning at the back of my throat was killing me. My mouth watered and I could taste the venom starting to pool beneath my tongue. "I could ask you the same," she added.

"It's none of your business," I told her. I wish I could read what she was thinking; it would make things easier for me. Then I could charm her out of the woods like any other person in the female population that went to Forks High.

"Well then… where is your car?" she asked. She was changing the subject. I just wanted her out of the woods. Maybe if I was a little on the rude side, she would get the point and get out of here.

"It's around," I answered tersely.

"In the woods?" she asked. "You know that Volvos aren't made for off-roading? Are you dense?" She cocked an eyebrow at me. So she knew what I drove. She definitely followed me here. I felt my anger flare as my hunger grew in the pit of my stomach. My throat was on fire and all I had to do was lean forward not too far and sink my teeth into her neck. The thought alone made it worse. My nails dug into my palms as I clenched my fists.

"It's parked on a road. I'm not an idiot. You, on the other hand are. You shouldn't have followed me here!" I glared at her, speaking when I got enough will power to open my mouth. The scent of her blood intensified when I opened my mouth.

"I felt like taking a hike – I didn't feel like going on the trail – so sue me if I was bugging you," she said in a blatant tone. "I wasn't following you."

"Yes you where," I said through gritted teeth, "I just saw you at lunch." – With that Jeremy kid who was trying to look down your shirt. – "How did you get here so fast?" That was also worrisome. She drove like me if she got here as quickly as I did and I assumed that she didn't have cop radar. She could have lost her license.

"I could ask you the same thing!" she retorted, clearly frustrated. What about? I should be the frustrated one! I couldn't read her thoughts. Her blood was tempting me to no end and, with her frustration, her pulse soared. I could imagine her blood gushing down my throat as she stared at me.

I let out a heavy breath to calm myself. My fists were shaking. "You should get out of here before something bad happens," I said slowly. The back of my throat hurt. It was raw and sore and all I needed was a drink. I closed my eyes trying to will the thirst away.

"I can handle myself, thank you. What about you?"

I didn't move. If I did, I knew I was going to attack her. The scent of her throat was so strong at this close proximity and I swore I would be drooling if I didn't swallow periodically. Oh, that sweet blood. 'What about me?' she asked. That was a good question. Well, what about me? "I feel like murdering you, actually," I said, not looking at her as I opened my eyes. "That's why you should get out of here." Her car was a few hundred feet away.

Hopefully that would scare her. Hopefully she didn't tell anyone, but it couldn't be avoided if I wanted her out. I nearly winced when I heard her laugh. I could smell her breath and it almost sent me spiraling out of control. Then, she spoke, "You would murder me just because you think I followed you on some crazed hunting trip? Are you insane?"

I stared down at her, a growl rumbling through my chest. How did she know I was hunting? Who was she? It was bad enough I couldn't read her thoughts, but now she knew what I was doing? How was that possible? Confusion struck me. There was something about her. I clenched my teeth so I didn't have to take in anymore of her scent than I had to when I opened my mouth. "How did you know?" I asked. Her green eyes showed very little emotion. She was a demon that was, for sure, sent to me from hell to destroy me. "How did you know?"

She shrugged. "I don't know," she replied quietly. "I saw you – I thought…" she stumbled over her words. Good, I was scaring her. Now, maybe she would leave, but her blood pressure stayed the same. It struck me that she wasn't frightened at all.

I cursed the breeze that trickled through the woods. Her hair ruffled sending forward that wonderful smelling scent I didn't want to live without. Her throat was so… delectable. She had nice big turquoise colored veins peeking out from beneath her almost translucent skin. It was bad enough that I had to smell the blood coursing through her veins, but I could see it. I stopped breathing to gain control of myself at that moment, just until the breeze stopped. Her hand reached forward. She was going to touch me. I couldn't have that… if she got too close to my mouth I wasn't sure if I could control myself. I grabbed her wrist just before it reached my shoulder and she jumped, her pulse accelerating. I could feel it pumping through those veins beneath my hand. It was almost singing to me. That beautiful sirens voice that was a heartbeat. She shouldn't have tried to touch me. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

She raised one of her dark red eyebrows. "I would remember to breathe next time, if I were you," she said acerbically. Her hand was warm beneath mine, with all that blood running through it. Her green eyes peered down at them. "Are you cold or something?"

Of course I was cold, and she needed to get out of here. She had almost pushed me too far. I let her hand drop before I decided to do anything irrational. The outcome would end with only one of us leaving the woods. "You should go."

She rolled her eyes. "I thought we were passed that, I'm not going anywhere."

Damn her. Well, I guess I was going to have to do this all on my own. I took a step forward and swept her off the ground. This wasn't going to be easy with her blood calling to me at this close, but I had to get her out of this woods. My throat couldn't take the burning anymore. I was so close to biting her. She beat against my chest, her blood coursing through her veins at a faster pace. Her heart was pounding a seductive beat. "LET ME FUCKING GO!"

"Stop moving," I growled. It would make things much easier. She let out a heavy sigh. Oh, curse her sweet breath. Damn her to hell; she was a demon.

"Ain't I too heavy for you?" she asked suddenly, I could feel her eyes on me, glaring. I dared not look at her. Her throat was so… close. Too close. The scent filled my nostrils.

"No." She wasn't heavy at all, but why was she worried about that when I could clearly kill her just by crushing her? Oh yeah, she didn't know I was a vampire, which was why she was in the woods following me and why she was in danger of being drained of all her sweet blood. I mentally kicked myself. I had to stop thinking of that. I had to stop thinking of her blood.

She started to struggle again and my grip tightened on her. It should have hurt her a little but she didn't seem phased. "Stop doing that!" I growled. She let out another frustrated sigh. Her breath… my mouth watered and I swallowed the excess venom.

"I would stop if you would fucking put me down!"

I grinned. What a profane little demon. "You have quite a mouth on you."

She growled. I was almost taken aback by that. "PUT. ME. DOWN," she said harshly. Well, if that was what she wanted. We were close enough to her car, I could see. She could make a run for it if I did anything. "I didn't mean DROP ME, you idiot!" she exclaimed.

"You said to put you down," I said calmly. Her angered heartbeat fluttered, calling to me. Her scent was so strong…

She got to her feet and brushed herself off. Good, now maybe she would leave. "You're ridiculous!"

My eyebrows rose. "Am I supposed to take offence to that?" Insulting, seductive, demon…

She let out an angry huff of her sweet breath. It wafted through the air. Oh, why did she have to follow me? It wasn't a very smart thing to do. I wished to know what she was thinking. I didn't dare stare at her or I knew that at the sight of that blood coursing through the plump veins in her throat, I would loose control. If she wasn't going to leave - "Are you going to tell me why you followed me here or not?" I asked.

"Not unless you tell me why you're here as well." She was persistent, wasn't she?

I growled and glared at her. Big mistake. I shouldn't have looked at her. Those veins… "You followed me here, I know it, you little-" Demon. I sighed, my hands balling into fists as I tried to gain control. "Just get out!" I pointed to where her car was and she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I'm not moving. This is a national wildlife reserve and I have a right to be here."

Maybe, if she wasn't afraid of me, she would be afraid of what wildlife was around here. "Did you know there are horse-sized wolves running around out here?" I asked with a grim smile. Yes, think about Jacob, the dog, his scent. Anything to get my mind off of her beautiful blood!

"Pfft – like I believe that load of bull. Wolves - maybe. Big bears I'll believe, but horse-sized wolves? You have to be out of your mind to believe that." She sounded as if she was on the edge of laughter. I grew frustrated at the blatant disrespect for her own goddamned life!

"You have to go," I said tersely, stalking toward her. She backed up against a tree. I was so close to her. I meant to back her out of the woods and to make her run screaming. Maybe I would uproot a tree. The very tree her back was against, but no. She had to freeze. Her eyes glazed over and her heart rate sped up. She was breathing in the pheromones I let off. Her throat was inches away from my mouth. It wouldn't even hurt a bit if I-

I shook my head. "I'm not going to do this," I said to myself, talking myself out of it.

"You aren't going to do what?" her voice asked, it was slightly husky and dazed.

I took a step back. Good. Put space between the prey and the predator. "You heard that?" I growled curiously.

"Obviously."

My eyes narrowed. She shouldn't have. She would have had to be a vampire to hear that. She smelled too delicious to be a werewolf. Normal humans couldn't hear that low of a sound. "You're a very strange girl, you know that?"

"This isn't the first time I've heard that. You're very strange yourself."

I wish I knew what she was thinking. It was bad enough that she knew things and heard things, but her mind was completely out of order to me! "What are you thinking?"

She let out a single laugh. "I'm trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with you."

I squared my shoulders. So she was just as confused about me as I was about her. Good, you have gotten a taste of your own medicine. "How is that coming along?" I asked.

"It's fucking difficult when you have more mood swings than the average nursing mother," she retorted sharply. "Where is your car anyway?"

I pointed in the opposite direction of her vehicle. More mood swings than the average nursing mother? Where did she come up with these things? Amusing. If I wasn't so thirsty right now, I would have laughed.

I heard her ask, "It's in the woods?"

"There's a road not far from here," I said. Not far for me. Not even a thirty second run but she wouldn't know that.

"That's at least two miles away!" she spluttered. "How did you… what did… do you have an ATV?"

I shook my head. I wish she would just stop this banter. Her moods were making her blood speed up, slow down, and do - god knows what – that was so enticing to me that I could barely restrain myself. "Can you just leave?" I asked. I wasn't going to give up.

"Fine," she said and I breathed a sigh of relief, "but this conversation isn't finished!"

I groaned. Well, at least I wouldn't be so… dying to kill her then. Hopefully.

"I'll talk to you again sometime, unless you have something that you want to confess right now?" she asked nicely. She was getting on my nerves. Very persistent. Couldn't she just let this go?

I shook my head. "Not unless there is something you want to tell me in return."

She opened her mouth. "As a matter of fact…" she paused. "I know more about you than you think, so if you think this is the end of this, you're wrong."

Then, she turned on her heel and strode through the weeds to her car. I stomped my foot, I knew I was being childish but… why did she have to be so confusing? What in gods name did she mean by that? I sighed, kicking myself mentally again. I had to know, I just had to. She was going to kill me by the time the sun set, if she lived that long.

I got to her car before she did. She didn't seem to be paying attention and I was going so fast that human eyes couldn't detect me. I could feel the blood rushing through her veins as she got in and buckled her lap belt. I swore steam would be coming out of her ears if it were possible. I gained a little more control of myself, trying very hard to think of what a werewolf smelled like; trying to think of her car, cars in general. She did have a very nice car.

Being away from her for those few seconds made it easier for me to function and her blood less tempting, but it was always there in the back of my mind, and the fire erupting in my throat was no different. I had to do this quickly before I decided that it would be a good idea to drink her dry.

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