Hey sorry for the delay. I decided to finally write in Demetri's point of view. From the reader's requests, I've been debating for awhile whether or not to because he's the main part of the mystery for Bella and I don't want to accidentally give too much away. Rethought the idea and it didn't seem too bad. Hope you like this new perspective!

*Characters introduced so far are not in the Volturi*

Eleven

Demetri

Heidi was a special kind of wicked. Nothing physically violent or harmful for an immortal but her petty remarks and face of judgement deeply irked me. Prior her arrival I specifically demanded her to remain respectful and kind, regardless of our current relationship state. When I confessed my decision of searching for a human mate a few months back, she went bonkers. She always despised my choices, even if we never engaged in a serious relationship. It was a pain to have her around in the house sometimes, but the rage inside me regularly extinguished from her thrilling beauty and sense of sex.

Reminiscing those matters were useless now, she had already hopped onto someone else.

Which was a good thing–at least for Bella. I knew a double couple supper on a Friday evening was good enough for a human girl. Heidi and her brand new boy-toy would make the night far less thorny. This was what Bella asked for in return, and I simply gave it to her to keep my promise, regardless how foolish it was to invite a former sex partner over. I could still see one reason from her perspective, but it was rather a weak one. I knew Heidi wasn't a remorseful woman. She wanted our last night together on the same day Bella arrived - it was unintelligible of me to not consider a frail human's feelings and I regret that decision everyday. Avoiding her the first week fueled the fire even more. It took me days to see past the prey figure until I began to care for her.

"Demetri, it is pleasu–so great to see you and your lovely bride to be!"

I held back an eye roll. "It is great to see you again Heidi. And who is accompanying you?" I turned to the muscular immortal standing before us. He masked a permanent arrogant smirk on his face. Definitely her type.

"Felix." the male introduced himself dully, giving me a brief nod. I returned the favour, consuming his tenor into my mind. He was mine to track from now on.

Bella nudged my hand a little, turning my attention back to her. She looked uncomfortable–Of course, Felix had been staring at her like an animal. I had to keep her distracted before it got out of hand.

"Dinner is to be served." I said to my guests, taking Bella's hand. I quickly escorted both of them to the dining table. "Please, take a seat."

I picked up the red wine while Bella walked out to the kitchen. Silently, I poured the couple their glasses, ignoring Heidi's imbecile remarks about the human in the house.

"So, what's good with the girl?"

The glasses clung against the table as I placed them down. "I cannot track her." I muttered lowly, eyeing the two vampires with a look of shame. It was true, no matter how much I refused to believe. When she first set foot out the house I thought I could catch up and track her later–but my mind traced no sign of Bella Swan, the weak human I judged for. Instead I only discovered her fascinating immunity to my threatening gift. Never in the centuries I've lived had I encountered a complete shield. The day she wandered off into the forest where Afton the nomad hid made me feel despicable. Had I not seen that coming?

Heidi frowned in disbelief–she had always trusted my precious gift. Felix on the other hand was amused by my weakness.

"It is true. Her mind is blank–without a good trace of scent, her whereabouts are unknown from afar. She was on her own in the forest with Afton; I could only track Afton, whom I suspect is a risk to her safety. We encountered him a few nights ago, he wanted her blood. Badly."

Felix cleared his throat. "You should keep an extra eye on her now. Especially Afton."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because he could use something against you to get her. Worse, threaten to snitch off to the Volturi."

I grimaced at that name. Worse case scenario would be the Volturi getting involved. Not only would I be seized for possible exposure, but the leaders had been searching for powerful gifts like mine for centuries. I must make myself and Bella unknown to the darkest and potent coven. Luckily for us, the immortals living in this area had no relation to them.

"Do you think she has a potential immortal gift?" I quietly asked, being cautious of Bella's footsteps in case she walked in.

"It is possible. It's rare for a human to be completely immune to us..."

I sighed, shaking my head. How small were the chances of selecting a human girl who was immune to my gift to become my bride? Very unlikely–Isabella happened to be the one.

I quietly entered the kitchen to help her out. She was cautiously pouring the sauce from the heavy pan, spreading the thick relish onto the freshly cooked pasta. I didn't even bother asking to assist, I simply gathered the ready plates and served them at the dining table. The heavy, buttery smell of human food disgusted the three of us, but we conquered and masked our faces of loathe.

"You're expecting me to swallow this junk?" Heidi barked, rubbing her nostrils.

"There is a clean bag waiting in the washroom. You can cough it all out later."

She gave me another look of disgust just before Bella entered the room with the remaining plates. Could Heidi ever control herself? Dinner hadn't even began and there was already a bad instinctive. The amount of effort she put into this was worrying.

We settled down the meal and sat down. Bella faced Heidi while I faced Felix. This was going to be interesting. Isabella timidly picked up her wine glass.

"I hope you like pasta–it's my first time cooking in awhile so I..."

The beauty queen shot a look of conceit, rolling a fork into the penne. "Oh, si. I grew up in Tuscany. My father was a chef, so I know what's edible or what's not. We'll see." Heidi was beginning to push it.

"Bella is very good cook. I've seen her work wonders, even as a beginner."

She slipped the fork past her open scarlet red lips before chewing the bits of wheat. I saw a mien of revulsion through the dark contacts of her eyes–fortunately she concealed the rest of her face because Bella was watching closely. I felt guilty for allowing her to be in this position–it was all because of my terrible mistake in the beginning. Normally I was not the type to wholly blame myself but this was undoubtedly the worst thing I had done to a woman in the past decade. Bella, a naive human girl overseas was sitting in a room full of bloodsuckers. Although human food was disgusting on all levels to us, I knew for a fact her meal was delicious, or at least decent from the amount of effort I had observed from her.

But for Heidi it was probably a challenge. For creatures like us, it was our responsibility to blend in. She was fully aware of Bella's current position, yet she continued to make weak efforts with her human behaviour. I was beginning to suspect it was her main intention to discomfort Bella.

I was gradually losing my patience throughout supper. None of them tried to comment on the meal. I attempted to start a conversation–instead, Heidi chattered about the story of meeting Felix at a gathering, almost mocking us. And just as Heidi schemed, Bella was appearing less and less confident and comfortable in her seat.

For once and for all, I was livid.

Nine times out of ten I always forgave her in the end. This time wasn't going to be it. I had given excessive expectations for this evening. Another fault was on the run and the consequences were going to be unpleasant.

How was Demetri? Should I continue him every few chapters and then?