IzzyPOV

"Michael change me" I said.

Alice and Michael, along with everyone in the house stopped and yelled "WHAT?"

"You heard me" I said, slightly annoyed.

"Bella are you serious?" Alice screamed.

"Its Izzy Alice and yes I am serious." I said quietly. Michael looked like he was thinking very hard.

"Michael?" I said, wondering if I just ruined what I had. I moved in his arms to look at his face clearer.

"I don't want to tell you no, because if its what you want then I would do it in a heart beat. I am sure you are my imprint or mate or whatever I would call it, I just. . . Don't want to lose you." He said.

"You would change her?" Alice said as if he was crazy.

"Yes I would do you have a problem with that?" he said, growling a bit.

"No. . . I just. . . I don't really want to lose her either, and with the Voltaire coming in three weeks. . ." she said shaking her head.

"How long does the change take?" I asked him.

"Its faster then a vampire's but with the wings it would ruffle take 3 or four days." He said.

"Then we have time!" I said, pulling at his shirt.

"Lets see what the famil-" Alice started before I cut her off.

"Oh no, we both know how well that went the last time." I growled at her. She looked taken back.

"Sorry" She said.

"Alice, why don't you leave so I can talk to Izzy by myself." He smiled at her.

She nodded shutting the door.

"Do you really want this? Is it because we are going to have a war? Why do you want it all of the sudden?" He asked, looking at me weird.

"Its not like I am going to be a vampire and want to drain have of the world." I said. Rolling my eyes.

"Um. . . Hate to break it to you but its going to be a little like that, remember, I drink blood too" He said. His eyes suddenly becoming dark.

"But not as bad as a vampire right?" He nodded.

"I. . . I'm not sure if I want to call it love now. . . But I do like you, and if I am your mate, I will always have you there with me." I said.

"Now, I want to explain some things to you. My kind is not like a vampire, but some vampires are similar, they are not like your Cullen's." he stated. "Women, in my kind, you would say they are degraded. They are not as strong as the males, and tend to be quicker. In a mated pair, the women looks for protection in the male, although they can fight. Its instinct, and its expected that the women act a certain way to show. . . Respect."

I was confused. "That is fucked up" was all I could say.

"But, there is an upside to it to. If the women ever gets in trouble, the male is to blame. The female may be punished but it is the males fault for not keeping an eye on his mate."

"Now that is fucked up to." I said.

"That is the way it is for our kind." he stated. "Are you sure you want to be like me?"

"I still do, even though its fucked up. . . I kinda like having you in charge" I said "Dominating" I whispered seductively.

He growled roughly. Pushing me into the mattress. "That's not the only thing I can be dominating on sweet heart."

I moaned an pushed my hips up into his earning a growl from him.

"I will change you" He said after a while. "But under one condition."

I sighed a grunt when he said that.

"What?" He said pulling back.

"Edward said the same thing. . . Tell me its not marriage?" I phrased it as a question.

He looked at me funny before throwing his head back and laughing.

"No not unless you believe in sex after marriage" He said nuzzling my neck. Wait, what?

"Wait? What? Sex?" I said.

"Before I change you. . . I want to make love to you" He said seriously.

"Deal" I said like I had just signed a contract to a dirty little secret.

"Its going to hurt, the first time. . . So" he began.

"So just pop my cherry and then when you are going to change me it wont hurt so bad." I said.

"Lets go to my house" He said suggestively.

We got up and went down stairs.

"He is going to go show me his house, and Alice, when will I be changing?" I said looking at her with a smile.

"In two day. From my visions you will awake in three." She said not saying anything else.

"Will I have wings?" I asked, my smile growing.

"That I can not tell you." She said with a smile.

We walked out of the house to his street bike. "Stupid pixie wont tell me. . ." I mumbled.

"Don't worry sweet heart, what ever you have you will look beautiful as ever." He said kissing me as he handed me the helmet.

He climbed on and I climbed on after him. God if my dad knew I was riding one of these at these speeds I would be killed. But then again I was eighteen so I could do whatever I wanted.

We flew to his house (metaphorically speaking).

He stopped the bike opening the garage and then stopping it inside. I took off the helmet and looked around, and outside.

His house was beautiful. The decorating or landscaping was priceless, just breathtaking. His garage was huge, with a couple cars in it, old ones I couldn't really name.

"Like what you see?" He said as my eyes landed on him.

"Yes I do, you have a lovely home." I murmured hugging him and planting a kiss on his lips.

"Let me take you on the rest of the tour." He chuckled against my lips pulling away and leading me into the rest of the home. When we walked in, we were in the laundry room, and ahead of us was the dinning room looking out to a glass sliding door that lead out to the back yard I supposed. We walked in and I could see the living room and kitchen.

He lead me into the kitchen which wasn't very big but it was cozy. At the end of the kitchen was the pantry and a open door that met up with the living room. The living room had lots of windows and had two flights of stairs one leading up and one down. He lead me down and there was a bedroom, bathroom and tv room. We headed back up the stairs and up the next flight of stairs.

As you got up the stairs there was a bathroom to your left and a computer room to your right. In front of you was a short hallway with a small closet in the middle and to the back was two bedrooms. One was a guest room and the other one was what I supposed was his room.

We walked into his room.

An Hour later:

Michael had fallen asleep after he made sure I wasn't in any more pain after that.

I got to say, I didn't think it was going to hurt that bad! But there wasn't much I could do, I just let Michael enjoy himself. I couldn't really tell you much cause it wasn't all that I thought it was cracked up to be, but I was glad that I could see the pleasure on his face.

After word he felt really bad for hurting me and wanted to make sure I was okay, he got freaked by the blood. But I got cleaned up and we changed the sheets, and after explaining it to him he was okay.

It didn't really hurt anymore, more of a dull throb now. I was pretty tired, so I curled up in his arms and tried to sleep. It didn't take me long after I let my mind shut off. . .

Morning:

I felt Michael shift in his sleep so I was cradled against his chest, him breathing in my scent. I looked up at him with my tired eyes.

"Morning Michael" I said groggily.

"Morning babe" He said kissing my head. "How are you feeling?"

I stretched out, ow yep I was sore. "A little sore but good."

He frowned.

"It will be better when we turn you" He said kissing me gently on the lips.

"It will be perfect" I agreed. He smiled against my lips.

I still wasn't sure that I was completely in love with him. But there was a definite answer that I couldn't have him out of my life.