Okay, all i can really say is SORRY! it's been forever!! There has been some serious home issues and i haven't been able to update. But here you go and i hope you enjoy it )

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I look at Lucian in horror. I start to back away but my eyes catch his, and I feel myself sinking under his influence. I cannot move any closer to the door. I feel terror overcoming every sense in my body. "They'll know you're here," I say to him, my voice shaky.

Lucian chuckles. "See, that's the beauty of little Alice coming to warn your mate in person. Her scent, along with the fact that they are so close to each other in an enclosed space, overpowers my own scent. And the scent of werewolf paired with my influence on Alice's mind will prevent her from detecting me as well."

I feel faint with fear. I know he's right. I can hear Alice and Paul arguing about boundary lines, their voices raised. They won't know for awhile that he's here. Before it's too late, a voice said in my head. I look for a way to alert them…then I decide screaming is the only way. But by the time my mouth opens, Lucian is behind me, his hand clamped over my mouth. "Shh, shh…" he whispers softly into my ear. "Let's not cause a scene pet."

Suddenly the feeling that I am going to die hits me. Tears form in my eyes and begin running down my face. I hear Lucian sigh impatiently. "Well if you insist on causing one…." Air rushes around me as I'm jerked out of my window and within seconds we are in the middle of the woods. Lucian drops me on the ground roughly. I stand up, wiping my tears, and glare at him. "What do you want from me?" I ask, trying to sound brave. Really I just wanted to run.

Lucian smiles cruelly. "That night in the woods, I saw you and decided I wanted you. You smell so delectable…like cherry blossoms." He shuts his eyes and licks his lips. I shudder, trying to suppress my rising terror. He opens his eyes and chuckles. "Now when the wolves first came and saved you, I almost thought about just ripping you apart, just to spite those pitiful dogs. Then the Cullens informed me of your tie with one of the pups. Imprinting, how….barbaric. But then an idea hit me!" He smiles, looking like a child at Christmastime.

I swallow deeply, my throat dry. "W-what idea?"

His smile grows. "Just think: how poetic would it be, if the mutt's imprint turned into that which he hunts with such passion?"

I gasp, and every bone in my body prays that he doesn't mean what I think he means. But then he crushes all hope I have: "You will make a lovely vampire darling."

Once again tears stream down my face and I back away in horror. "No…you can't do that." I close my eyes and shake my head in denial.

He sneers cruelly. "On the contrary, I can do it, and I will."

I feel sobs rising in my chest. "But…I don't want to be a vampire…"

"Why not? Think about it: immortality, beauty, strength, speed, power…what's not to like?"

I look at him, disgust momentarily overpowering my fear. "You kill innocent people."

He shrugs. "Think how overpopulated the world would be without us to control it."

I shake my head at him. "No. You're wrong. You're a monster."

He laughs angrily. "I'm a monster? What about your mate? He turns into a mutt…and then he attacked you! And what about those dreams?"

I look up at him with surprise. "How do you know about those?"

His eyes widen as he realizes that he said too much. Then I understand. "You put that in my head, didn't you? You're the one that kept making me see him as a monster! You knew that you were going to lose, so you tried to pull us apart with dreams! Well you know what? It didn't work. There is nothing you can do that will change my love for Paul, or his for me."

Lucian lets out a growl and lunges at me. I try to back away, but he grabs my arm and yanks me close to him. I hear the bone crunching before I feel it. But then the pain comes and I let out a shriek of pain. Lucien drops my arm and pulls me close to him by my hair. His lips, cold and dry, touch my ear. "You think he loves you that much? Let's see how much he loves you when you're drinking the blood of his people." He kisses my ear roughly and then slaps me. I fly into the trunk of a tree, hissing in pain. I feel blood dripping from my nose.

Instantly Lucian's eyes darken until they are coal black. He kneels down and inhales deeply. "Mmm…delicious…" Then to my disgust, he bends to my nose and licks the blood that had escaped my nostrils. I cringe in horror.

Lucian's eyes snap open. "I can taste the fear in you….so wonderful. I was hoping to change you right as your mate came, but if I wait any longer I'm going to end up draining you."

He bends back over and kisses my neck softly. I tremble, knowing that Paul was not going to save me. But then I heard it. A howl, off in the distance. Lucian looks up angrily. "Hmm, we'll have to hurry." He grins wickedly at me. "Ready?" He presses his lips to my throat again.

I close my eyes, closing off any influence Lucian could put on me. Then I open my mouth and scream as loud as possible. Soon I can hear my screams echoing throughout the woods, all calling one name:

"Paul!!"