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Perplexing Revelations

A/N: I am absolutely blown away by the number of reviews that I have received for the last chapter. Between 200-250 review! Thank you guys so much! I'm so lucky to have such awesome fans! For all of those who had questions for the last chapter, they will all be answered at the bottom on the chapter in my Author's Note! If you have any questions or comments, post them in my reviews and I will answer them in my next Author's Note at the bottom of the following chapter. Enjoy! – Bella'Xo

Chapter 12
(Isabella's POV)

Contentment. I can't even begin to explain how wonderful it felt to be curled up in my mate's arms naked in front of the fire. I know that we need to get back to the house, but it's something that I just don't care to do right now.

"I could stay like this forever," he murmured in my ear, echoing my thoughts exactly.

"I know, me too." I agreed and buried myself deeper into his chest as I ran my fingers over his muscular chest in tiny circles.

He leaned in and brought his hand under my chin and angled my lips up to his in a gentle kiss. I sighed against his lips in serenity and brought my hand behind his head, threading my fingers through his hair. Pulling back, he pressed his forehead against mine and let out a long breath. It was then that the fire in my throat chose to return, causing me to reach up and grasp my throat.

Noticing my discomfort, he removed my hands from my throat, placing a chaste kiss there. I had to gasp in surprise when the burn in my throat lessened to a tolerable tickle and I looked up at him in shock.

"We need to get you fed," was all that he said, though I knew that it was him that took some of the burn away, taking it into himself with his gift. I nodded frantically, knowing that if I was no longer feeling that burn, then he was. I couldn't let him be in pain for my sake, so I sat up quickly and reached for our clothes, tossing him his jeans, long-sleeved t-shirt, his black vest and his boots. I threw my dress on over my head, putting my arms through my sleeves.

We got to our feet and I quickly helped him put out the fire before we took off through the trees. This was the first time that I ran at vampire speed on my own and let me tell you… it was exhilarating. The forest passed by me so fast and yet I could see everything from the beads of dew on a spider's web to each individual piece of bark on the trees. I could see now why Edward said that he would never hit the trees, because it was so easy to dodge the branches and swerve out of the way of the trunks in my path, no matter the size.

We stopped on the top of a rock face that overlooked the Olympic Peninsula. Even though it was dark out, I could still see perfectly as if the sun was outside and shining brightly.

Jasper came up behind me and placed his hands on my hips, pulling my back flush against him.

I leaned to the side a bit so that I could look behind me and see his handsome face. "Do I get to do this myself now?" I smirked.

"Yep," he answered and placed a quick peck on the tip of my nose. "Now, close your eyes." He whispered into my ear, his lips ghosting over my skin.

I followed his instruction, closing my eyes and gasped in shock. You know how they say that when you lose one of your senses, your others are enhanced? Well, for a vampire, it is even more extreme. My sense of touch, hearing and smell were going crazy. It startled me slightly at first, but it only took a couple seconds for my advanced brain to catch up with what I was sensing.

"Now, what do you hear?" He asked me, though I was having trouble concentrating on anything but the way that his hands felt on my hips or the way his lips brushed against my ear lobe as he talked. However, I did my best to push past my distractions and extended my sense of hearing out as far as I could as I processed each individual sound.

"I hear the sound of wings flapping and birds chirping. I hear the 'hoot' of an owl as well as the sound of a small running brook." I responded.

"Good," he praised me. "Now concentrate on the sound of the brook. What do you hear intermingled with the sound?"

I focused on the sound of the water as it rushed over the rocks and found that I could hear the sound of a tongue lapping at the water.

Sensing my alertness, he continued to instruct me. "Now follow that sound further."

I followed coaching and suddenly could hear what he was talking about.

Ba- Bum…

Ba-Bum…

Ba-Bum…

The thumping of the beating heart only served to draw me to it as if I was hypnotized by the sound alone.

"Excellent…" I could feel his lips turning up into a smile as they lightly floated over the shell of my ear and down to my neck, causing me to shiver; it had nothing to do with the cold breeze the swiftly rushed at us carrying a sweet scent that resulted in my throat sporadically bursting into flames. "Take it," he demanded, his fingertips tracing their way down my body until he released me, taking a step back.

My eyes shot open as I sucked in another deep breath of the alluring fragrance before I let myself drift with the scent, barely aware of my movement as I ghosted down the incline to the narrow meadow where the small stream flowed. My body shifted forward automatically into a low crouch as I hesitated at the fem-fringed edge of the trees. I could see a big buck, two dozen antler points crowning his head at the streams edge, and the shadow-spotted shapes of four others heading eastward into the forest at a leisurely pace.

I centered myself around the scent of the male, the hot spot in his shaggy neck where the warmth pulsed the strongest. Only thirty yards – two or three bounds – between us. I tensed myself for the first leap.

But as my muscles bunched in preparation, the wind shifted, blowing stronger now, and from the south. I didn't stop to think, hurtling out of the trees in a path perpendicular to my original plan, scaring the elk into the forest, racing after a new fragrance so attractive that there wasn't a choice. It was compulsory.

The scent ruled me completely. I was single-minded as I traced it, aware only of the thirst and the smell that promised to quench it. The thirst got worse, so painful that it confused all my other thoughts and began to remind me of the burn of venom in my veins.

There was only one thing that had any chance of penetrating my focus now, an instinct more powerful, more basic than the need to quench the fire – it was the instinct to protect myself from danger; self-preservation.

I was suddenly alert to the fact that I was being followed. The pull of the irresistible scent warred with the impulse to turn and defend my hunt. A bubble of sound built in my chest, my lips pulled back of their own accord to expose my teeth in warning. My feet slowed, the need to protect my back struggling against the desire to quench my thirst.

And then I could hear my pursuer gaining, and defense won. As I spun, the rising sound ripped its way up my throat and out. The feral snarl coming from my own mouth was so unexpected that it brought me up short. It unsettled me for some reason and it cleared my head for a second – the thirst-driven haze receded, though the thirst burned on.

The wind shifted, blowing the smell of wet earth and coming rain across my face, further freeing me from the other scent's fiery grip – a scent so delicious it could only be human.

Jasper hesitated a few feet away, a desperate look on his face as his arms raised as if to embrace me – or restrain me – as he pushed calm at me through his gift. I knew that this was very similar to what he had went through not long ago when he slipped up and did not want me to experience the pain of taking human life as he did as he killed that family that was camping in the Canadian forest. His face was petrified, but intent and cautious at the same time as I froze, horrified at the thought that I was about to attack my own mate.

With a hard jerk, I straightened out of my defensive crouch. I held my breath as I refocused, fearing the power of the fragrance swirling up from the south. He could see the reason returning to my face and he took a step toward me, lowering his arms.

"I have to get away from here," I spat out through my teeth, using the breath I had.

Shock crossed his face and pushed out through his gift, though I don't think that he meant to do it. "Can you leave?"

I didn't have time to ask him what he meant by that. I knew the ability to think clearly would last only as long as I could stop myself from thinking of –

I burst into a run again, a flat-out sprint straight north, concentrating solely on the uncomfortable feeling of sensory deprivation that seemed to be my body's only response to the lack of air. My one goal was to run far enough away that the scent behind me would be completely lost; impossible to find, even if I changed my mind…

Once again, I was aware of being followed, but I was sane this time. I fought against the instinct to breath – to use the flavors in the air to be sure that it was indeed my Jasper following after me. I didn't have to fight long, though I was running faster than I ever had before, shooting like a comet through the straightest path I could find in the trees. Jasper caught up with me after a short minute.

A new thought occurred to me, and I stopped dead, my feet planted. I was sure it must be safe here, but I held my breath just in case.

Jasper blew past me, surprised by my sudden freeze. He wheeled around and was at my side in a second. He put his hands on my shoulders and stared into my eyes, shock still the dominant emotion on his face.

"How were you able to do that?" he demanded, reaching forward and grasping my shoulders.

When I opened my mouth to answer, I could taste the air – it was unpolluted now, with no trance of the compelling perfume to torment my thirst. I took a cautious breath and continued to test the air, completely distracted from the answer that I was about to give.

"Bella!" His voice rose and he shook me slightly to regain my attention. "How did you do it?"

"Run away?" I asked somewhat confused. He nodded frantically and I shrugged. "I held my breath."

"But how did you stop hunting?" He pressed desperately.

I bit my lip and looked down, somewhat ashamed, feeling as though I did something wrong aside from growling at my mate. "When you came up behind me… I'm so sorry about that." I apologized.

He gave me a perplexed look. "Why are you apologizing to me? I'm the one who was horribly careless. I should have known by now, especially after everything that I've been through in the last month that I needed to check the area for humans first. I assumed that no one would be so far from the trails. It was such a stupid mistake! You have nothing to apologize for."

"But I growled at you!" I was still horrified that I was physically capable of such blasphemy towards my own mate.

"Of course you did, that's only natural. But I can't understand how you ran away." He pressed again.

"What else could I do?" I asked. His attitude confused me – what did he want to have happened? "It might have been someone I know!"

His jaw became slack as he opened and closed it slightly as if he were at a loss for words. "My God, Bella. You shouldn't be able to do any of this. You shouldn't be so… so rational. You shouldn't be able to stand here discussing this with me calmly and coolly. And, much more than any of that, you should not have been able to break off mid-hunt with the scent of human blood in the air. As you know, even mature vampires have difficulty with that – we're always very careful of where we hunt so as not to put ourselves in the path of temptation. Bella, you're behaving like you're decades rather than days old."

Even through the shock and pride, I could see the slight disappointment and shame in his eyes. I knew that it wasn't anything that I did that was making him feel this way, but more towards himself.

"I'm sorry, Jasper," I murmured, pulling myself against him and wrapping my arms around him tightly. His eyebrows creased in uncertainty and I felt the need to elucidate myself. "I don't mean to make you feel bad about yourself. You're stronger than you realize, even if you don't realize it yet."

He looked at me and smiled, sending me his appreciation, love and affection. "Thanks, darlin', I appreciate your faith in me more than you know. Maybe with your strength and belief in me I will do better from now on."

I rose up onto my tip toes and pressed my lips against his passionately before pulling back and pecking his lips once again before dropping back down on to my flats.

"I will do my best to always encourage you and push you in the directions that you want to take in life, no matter what they are, though you don't need anyone but faith in yourself to accomplish those goals." I disclosed tenderly.

His lip quirked in a smile and began to turn me around again as he did before, holding me against his body. "Thanks sweetheart, now let's get you fed. You've got to be thirsty."

I looked up behind me at him and gave him a look. Of course I was now! Now that he'd brought it up again!

I tried to swallow and then sighed, closing my eyes like he had taught me before to help me concentrate and extend my senses. I let them range out around me, tensed this time in case of another onslaught of the delicious taboo scent.

Jasper dropped his hands, not even breathing while I listened farther and farther out into the web of green life, sifting through the scents and sounds for something not totally repellant to my thirst. There was a hint of something different, a faint trail to the east…

My eyes flashed open once again, but my focus was still on sharper senses as I turned and darted silently eastward. The ground sloped steeply upward almost at once, and I ran in a hunting crouch, close to the ground, taking to the trees when that was easier. I sensed rather than heard Jasper with me, flowing quietly through the woods, letting me lead.

The vegetation thinned as we climbed higher; the scent of pitch and resin grew more powerful, as did the trail I followed – it was a warm scent, sharper than the smell of elk and more appealing like the mountain lion, but a little bit different. A few seconds more and I could hear the muted padding of immense feet, so much subtler than the crunch of hooves. The sound was up – in the branches rather than on the ground. Automatically I darted into the boughs as well, gaining the strategic higher position, halfway up the towering silver fir.

The soft thud of paws continued stealthily beneath me now; the rich scent was very close. My eyes pinpointed the movement linked with the sound and I saw the tawny hide of the great cat slinking along the wide branch of a spruce just down and to the left of my perch. He was a medium sized wild cat – easily four 80 to 105 centimeters. His eyes were intent on the ground beneath; the cat hunted, too. I caught the smell of something smaller, bland next to the aroma of my prey, cowering in brush below the tree. The lynx's tail twitched spasmodically as he prepared to spring. (A/N: A lynx is a large cat that has spots like a cheetah, but has longer hair and almost looks like it has a beard. I did the research and lynxes are native to the Olympic Peninsula as well as other colder regions. The lynx in this story is a Canada lynx and you can find more information on them as well as other kinds of lynxes at this site: wiki/Lynx)

With a light bound, I sailed through the air and landed on the lynx's branch. He felt the shiver of the wood and whirled, shrieking surprise and defiance. He clawed the space between us, his eyes bright with fury.

Half-crazed with thirst, I ignored the exposed fangs and hooked claws and launched myself at him, knocking us both to the forest floor.

It wasn't much of a fight. His raking claws could have been caressing fingers for all the impact they had on my skin. His teeth could find no purchase against my shoulder or my throat. His weight was nothing. My teeth unerringly sought his throat and his instinctive resistance was pitifully feeble against my strength. My jaws locked easily over the precise point where the heat flow concentrated.

It was effortless as biting into butter. My teeth were steel razors; they cut through the fur and fat and sinews like they weren't there.

The flavor was wrong, but the blood was hot and wet, similar to the lion that Ares had brought me this morning. It soothed the ragged, itching thirst as I drank in an eager rush. The cat's struggles grew more and more feeble, and his screams choked off with a gurgle. The warmth of the blood radiated throughout my whole body, heating even my fingertips and toes.

The lynx was finished before I was. The thirst flared again when he ran dry and I shoved his carcass off my body in disgust. How could I still be thirst after all that? I wasn't after the mountain lion. Then again, the mountain lion was much larger than this lynx, easily 3 or 4 times my mass, so therefore offered more blood.

I wrenched myself erect in one quick more. Standing, I realized I was a bit of a mess. I wiped my face off on the back of my arm and tried to fix my dress. The claws that had been so ineffectual against my skin had had more success with the thin satin.

"Hmm," Jasper said. I looked up to see him leaning casually against a tree trunk, watching me with that sexy smirk on his face.

"I guess I could have done that better." I was covered in dirt, my hair knotted, my dress bloodstained and hanging in tatters. None of the Cullen's, aside from maybe Emmett, came home from hunting trips looking like this.

"You did perfectly fine," he assured me. "You just were very enticing to watch and it was hard to stand my ground and not take you in my arms and ravage you." He admitted, pulling with one arm flush against his body, the bulge in his pants evident through his jeans. "Not to mention, I loved the new improvements to your dress."

I kissed his lips, pulling back when the burn forced itself back to my attention. "Why am I still thirsty?"

"Because you're young."

I sighed. "And I don't suppose there are any other wild cats nearby."

He shook his head. "You're lucky you've stumbled on two in one day. There are plenty of deer, though."

I made a face as I brushed a curl out of his face. "They don't smell as good."

"Herbivores; the meat-eaters smell more like humans," He explained.

"Not that much like humans," I disagreed, trying not to remember.

"We could go back," he said solemnly, but there was a teasing light in his eye. "Whoever it was out there, if those campers were men, they probably wouldn't even mind death if you were the one delivering it." His gaze ran over my ravaged dress again. "In fact, they would think that they were already dead and gone to heave the moment they saw you."

I rolled my eyes and snorted, knowing that he definitely wasn't serious but was trying to make like of a grim situation in his eyes. "Let's go hunt some stinking herbivores."

We found a large herd of mule deer as we reluctantly ran back toward home. He hunted with me this time, now that I'd gotten the hang of it. I brought down a large buck, making nearly as much of a mess as I had with the lynx. He'd finished two before I was done with the first, not a hair ruffled, not a spot on his grey shirt or his black vest. We chased the scattered and terrified herd, but instead of feeding again, this time I watched carefully to see how he was able to hunt so neatly.

All the times that I had wished that I could have seen Edward when he would go hunting, I had secretly been just a little relieved. Because now that I was seeing a vampire hunt in front of my eyes, I realized that it would have been horrifying for a human. Seeing any of them hunt would finally make them look like vampires to me.

Of course, it was much different from this perspective, as a vampire myself out hunting with one that was my mate. But I doubted that even my human eyes would have missed the beauty here with Jasper.

It was a surprisingly sensual experience to observe Jasper hunt and I can see now what he meant about wanting to ravage me while I was fighting that lynx. His smooth spring was like the sinuous strike of a snake; his hands were so sure, so strong, so completely inescapable; his full lips were perfect as they parted gracefully over his gleaming teeth with a few strands of blond curls falling in front of his eyes. He was glorious. I felt a sudden jolt of both pride and desire. He was mine. Nothing could ever separate him from me now. Our mating bond as well as the fact that I was too strong to be torn from his side would keep us together always.

He was very quick. He turned to me and gazed at me, smirking at my gloating expression as well as the lust in my emotions. "No longer thirsty?" he grinned seductively.

I shrugged. "You distracted me."

He chuckled loudly. "Are you done for today? Or did you want to continue?"

"Done, I think." I felt very full, sort of sloshy, even. I wasn't sure how much more liquid would fit into my body. But the burn in my throat was only muted. Then again, I'd known that thirst was just an inescapable part of this life. And worth it. I felt in control. Perhaps my sense of security was false, but I did feel pretty good.

He held out his hand to me. I took it, and his skin felt warmer than before. His cheek was faintly flushed, the shadows under his orange eyes all but vanished. I was unable to resist stroking his face again, and again. I forgot about everything as I stared into his shimmering orange orbs.

I stretched up on my toes and wrapped my arms around him. His arms locked around my waist and pulled me tight against his body. His lips crushed down on mine, but they still felt soft. Like before, it was as if the touch of his skin, his lips, his hands, was sinking right through my smooth, hard skin and into my new bones to the very core of my body. I loved this man, my mate, more than I could ever dare to imagine as he kissed me so fearlessly, so forcefully. I responded to his intensity and then suddenly, we were falling.

"Oops," I said, and he laughed underneath me. "I didn't mean to tackle you like that. Are you okay?"

He stroked my face. "Slightly better than okay," he assured me before bringing his lips back to my own for another round of love making.

A/N: Well? What did everyone think of her first experience hunting for herself? I'd love to hear your thoughts! What do you think will happen when they get back to the house with the rest of the Cullen's? Also, I got the hunting scene from SM's Breaking Dawn with a few changes! So, props go to her on that! REVIEW!

If you have any questions or comments, post them in my reviews and I will answer them in my next Author's Note at the bottom of the chapter!

SkylerBlack:i have a question that was brought up from this chapter the part where peter was explaining about how once bella is fed jasper will fight through and claim bella so he is the domanate personalility and not Eres. and that the major would alow it because for the first time bella will need jasper.

well i was wondering...is the major gonna treat bella different? from the previous chapters when the major came out, he was domanent and comanding to everyone but he treated bella as an equal, his eyes and voice softened slightly when he spoke to her, i mean you could still tell it was the major but with bella he was different, more caring and affectionate (like a mate should be) so i was wondering if that was going to change?

will the major continue to treal bella the way she deserves? like his equal (tho he will deff still be protective of her and all but take her wants needs and desires and opinion into consideration) or are you gonna have it be like most fics where jaspers the sweet caring compassionate loving mate and the major has rules where she has to obey or get punished? im hoping you dont do that. i like your major. i like how hes incharge and domanates everyone else but bella he treats her simaler to how jasper treats her. except not as publicly affectionate. just a respectable afectionate. anyway can u answer my question myb in the next chapter or in a PM? im really hoping your major is a comanding asswhole when it comes to bella and make he follow rules like shes a pet or something. i never liked that version of major, it was to arcaiac for my liking.

i guess im just to opinionated, independent and carfree that id make a horrible mate if that was how it was supposed to be.

Xo BellaItalia oX:Yes, the Major will still be treating Bella as he had in previous chapters like the way that she deserves. There will be no punishments for messing up, because he knows that she is his equal in every way and that even though he is the dominant in their relationship, there are other ways to go about showing his dominance. I agree completely with you, so to answer your question, the Major will remain as you saw him in earlier chapters towards Bella. Thanks for the review and Keep reading! If you have any more questions or comments, post them in my reviews and I will answer them in the next Author's Note like so! – Bella'Xo

darkness2light65:What exactly is jasper naught ares going to do he can still sense everything right? Or is that with the major I'm a little confused but overall I absolutely love this fic

XoBellaItaliaoX:I'm a little confused as to what you're asking, so if I am not answering this right, post it in my reviews and clarify what you were trying to ask me. So instead, I will tell you how I portray each of Jasper's personalities:

First, there's Jasper: He's the dominant personality. He's the sweet, sensitive southern gentleman that we all love. He's still an amazing fighter and is just as good as his counter parts. He might be a little bashful about his scars and he is a very generous love maker in the sack.

Then, there's the Major: He's Jasper's alter that was created in order to deal with the things Maria put him through so that Jasper would no longer suffer from emotional trauma. He's ruthless, cocky, arrogant, merciless and very dominant as he demands respect. He is proud of his scars and very possessive as well as an undefeated warrior. He appears during great emotional stress or any tactical, battle situations. He is equivalent to Bella's Sanyo and is the one known as the God of War.

And finally, we have their demon: I would write him from The God of War's POV, though I don't usually show it, because he is impossible to understand. He is completely feral and animalistic and primal, so he doesn't necessarily have thoughts per say but rather a jumbled up mess. I usually do Bella's pov when he makes an appearance. He perceives everyone as a possible threat and only won't attack if they are being submissive in some form. Though, he won't ever attack his mate, even if others don't know that at first. He is undefeated as well, but even more so, as no one has a chance in hell if he comes out. He runs completely on instinct and only appears in serious situations regarding his mate or if he has been starved or tortured for too long, or if the other two persona's fly that far off the handle.

dramaqueen1917: Loved this chapter. Question: If the family hadn't run up to help Alice, would Bella have pulled out her shield? And will Alice get what's coming for her?

XoBellaItaliaoX:To be honest, I'm not sure how Bella would have reacted if the family didn't come to help her. I had always intended it to be the way that I wrote it, so I never really thought about it. I guess you'll just have to use your imagination! Alice will get what she deserves in the end, though I can't exactly tell you how that will happen!

kirallie: Great story, hope there's more soon. Why has Alice done all this?

XoBellaItaliaoX: I can't answer that now, but I promise that I will reveal everything behind Alice's issues before the end of the story!

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