Disclaimer: All Twilight characters and some of the settings, ideas for action, are owned by S. Meyer. I just play with them. No infringements intended. Megan Harris is my own invention. Bella doesn't exist in this universe, some things are not canon and English is not my mother tongue. If you find any errors – I'm up to corrections.
Alternating POVs marked M=Megan or E=Edward. Mental conversation is marked in '…'.
Chapter 34 – Wild (M POV) – Warning: Sex ahead.
His memories flooded our bond and all of a sudden I remembered everything. My brain was connected to his mind like a computer link and I saw pictures of our first encounter, dancing, kissing, the love and joy we had together. For the first time I saw and felt the fear and the pain he had endured during my knock-out on Halloween. I saw his desperation at my bedside in the hospital in Fairbanks when he had learned of my cancer. I saw the change. Obviously closing my shield had protected him, but still he had felt disgust and guilt at his actions. He thought himself selfish to save me only to spare him the pain of seeing me die. Such a fool! I would have done exactly the same without hesitating if our roles had been reversed! I stepped towards him and touched his cheek, looking into his eyes. "Megan, are you okay?" he asked quizzically. "Why should I not be?" I replied. He shook his head. "You look… different…," he turned me to face his family members.
Alice's eyes widened and her hand flew to her mouth, "Oh my…." Esme sharply inhaled and grasped Carlisle's arm, both looked surprised. I frowned. "Do I look that bad?" I asked them. "No," Alice said, "you are beautiful, but…." She sighed and led me to a mirror in the hallway. For the first time I saw myself as a vampire. My whole body looked normal, albeit a bit stronger than before, but there was nothing strange about it until I saw my eyes and my jaw dropped. My irises were a mixture of bright shades of gold, green and red, like a colorful marble. The colors were swirling as if chords were moving inside a sphere. I shook my head and blinked a couple of times, but the appearance didn't change. I turned to Edward. "What the hell is wrong with my eyes?" I demanded to know. He shrugged. "I'm at a loss here, they should be crimson red. Maybe it will change with time," he answered.
Carlisle came to me. I recognized that they all moved very slowly as if to prevent me from getting scared and jumping at them. "Don't you feel… thirsty, Megan?" he asked. I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" I replied. He smiled. "You should feel a burn in your throat. In fact it should be rather strong by now," he returned. My hand touched my throat and I swallowed to test it. There was a burn, but it wasn't half as bad as it probably should've been. "It feels like a bit of a sore throat, indeed, but it doesn't hurt badly," I informed him. Jasper made a clicking noise with his tongue. "That is not normal at all," he growled. I looked at him a bit irritated. "Excuse me, but what did you expect me to be like?" I retorted. Carlisle jumped in. "Newborn vampires are normally driven by instinct only and hardly controllable. The most basic and immediate need would be blood," he explained with a smile. "A self-control as you display it, darling, is absolutely unusual for a newborn, and Jasper is just worried about that," Esme added. I looked from one to the other. I couldn't imagine being out of control. "Well, excuse me if I don't meet your expectations," I felt a bit offended.
Edward took my hand and I suddenly noticed that he didn't feel cold anymore, he also smelled different. My nose wrinkled and I raised my head to sniff at him. "You smell different," I said. He snickered, "We should explore those changes later. Right now I'd like to take you hunting, love." I looked out the window. "But it's dark and cold …," First giggles, then laughter from all of them stopped my protest. I pouted and crossed my arms. I didn't like being laughed at, I had enough of that during my childhood. Suddenly I felt humiliated, as if I'd been harassed for my simple-mindedness. I couldn't help feeling sad and turned my back to them. Edward came to me and pulled me into his embrace. "I'm so sorry, love, we didn't mean to humiliate you. Your reaction was just funny," he whispered. "Come with me, let me show you what it means to run like a vampire," he added and took my hand, looking at me with an expression on his face that promised something. I followed him outside the door where the wind was blowing.
I could see the tree tops moving, but I didn't feel any cold on my skin. I inhaled deeply and smelled the winter air. It was clear, brisk and had a hint of smoke from a fireplace to it. We walked into the trees and I smelled the resin under the bark and the frozen needles of the pines. Somewhere in the forest was an animal and my head came up as I picked up the scent. "Do you smell it?" Edward asked with a smile. "Listen to the heartbeat and tell me how many there are," he instructed me. I closed my eyes and my ears perked up. "One," I said and he nodded. "I know this scent, it's a wolf," he said. "Let's follow it," he dragged me along and we ran through the forest.
For the first time I was running at vampire speed and it was a rush! I noticed I could see perfectly in the dark and I was running just as fast as him. Suddenly he stopped me. We were standing in front of two large rocks and a narrow path lay before us. I could hear the wolf growl somewhere between the rocks and I slowly moved forward. Edward waited a few yards behind me, so I looked at him and he nodded. The wolf backed off slowly and growled the whole time. It was a beautiful creature with bright silver shining fur and large yellow eyes. I lowered myself on all four slowly and growled at it, staring it down. To my surprise the wolf bent down into a submissive stance, as it would do for the alpha male. I looked closer at it. The ribs were clearly showing and the fur was slightly tussled. It was too small for a fully grown out animal. I decided it must be a young one and it was malnourished. I inched closer, kept growling until the wolf recognized me for the stronger predator and lay on its side, presenting its throat to me. From what I could see it was a female and I clenched my right hand around her throat for a couple of seconds to demonstrate my superior position. The wolf yelped slightly and I let her go.
She ran as fast as she could into the woods and I got up. Edward looked at me with a strange look on his face. "How did you do that?" he asked. "Did what?" I replied. "Stopping yourself from feeding. You shouldn't be able to do this," he stated. I shrugged. "I stopped inhaling and closed my shield. She gave up and I just didn't want to kill her. Let's find something else, because I am thirsty. And, we will leave the carcass to that wolf because she needs food. I don't want her to starve," I returned. He shook his head and came towards me. "You never cease to amaze me, dear," he smiled and lowered his head to kiss me. The sensation of his lips and his tongue was exquisite and I could actually taste his venom now. To me it was sweet as honey with a note of bitter orange. 'Hm, if you keep that up I'll show you something else than hunting,' I heard his remark, but I didn't let go. It definitely had its advantages to omit breathing. I hadn't noticed that I had almost ripped his shirt apart while kissing him. "Oops," I smiled and took a step back. His eyes were dilated with arousal and I grinned. "Catch me, if you can!" I said and started running north through the woods. I was flying and enjoyed the feeling of being carefree and unbound, physically as well as mentally. I could hear his footsteps behind me, although they were so light that I doubted anyone else than a vampire could've heard them. He nearly caught my arm and I squealed with laughter, escaping him once more. Suddenly he stopped running. "Megan, stop!" he called me. I slammed on my brakes and came to a halt without difficulty, turning to face him.
"What is it?" I asked. He held me by my shoulders and raised his head into the air. "Mortals, can't you smell them?" he returned. I inhaled deeply and suddenly I got a scent in my nose that made me growl with anticipation. "Shit, I should've been more careful," he hissed. My throat burned like crazy and I struggled to break free. 'Megan, don't do it, please!' he pleaded, not being able to retain me. I hissed at him when he moved in front of me, trying to stop me. I wanted to follow my instinct. 'Megan please, do you remember this?' and he showed me our conversation on the couch on our third evening together. I heard him say 'soulless monster' and I realized I was about to become what he despised. I stopped breathing, closed my eyes and concentrated on closing my shield again. It was so much harder than before with the animal, but I had no choice. I did not want to become a monster! He inched a little closer and touched me carefully. 'Megan?' I opened my eyes and looked at him. 'Let's go, Edward. I don't know how long I will be able to restrain myself,' I sent him.
We ran south again and suddenly I saw a silver shadow running with us in a distance. "Looks like she thinks she can hunt with us," he laughed. "Let her, if we catch something she'll get the meat," I answered. We stumbled across the scent of a large bull moose and stopped running. "Now, it's your turn," Edward said. "Don't think, just feel it. Let your instincts take over," he whispered into my ear. I nodded and crouched behind some bushes. I concentrated on the heartbeat because the moose didn't smell good at all. My nose wrinkled and I could hear Edward snicker mentally at the sight of the face I made. I sneaked around the trees as if I had done nothing else in my life and finally leaped at the moose with one giant jump. The animal was absolutely surprised and before it could even think about fighting I had already broken its neck and sank my teeth into its carotid artery. Once the blood shot into my mouth I swallowed as much as I could of the hot sweet liquid. My body hummed with satisfaction, it was an almost sensual pleasure.
From the corner of my eye I saw the wolf waiting in some distance, whining for food. After I had drained the bull I got up and wiped the blood from my face. I had almost expected myself to get nauseous at the sight of so much blood, but I found that I didn't bother at all. Edward sat on a large stone and had obviously watched me all the time. He clapped his hands and grinned. "Nice clean kill. He didn't even suffer." I inclined my head. "Of course, I will never make an animal suffer for my part," I replied. I lifted the carcass onto my shoulder and carried it quite a few yards away for the wolf to feed upon it. Then I went back to Edward. He smirked and came up to me, pulling me roughly into his arms and kissed away the last few drops of blood around my lips. "Mmh, do you have an idea what the sight of you in hunting mode does to me?" he murmured against my face. I gasped at the feel of the bulge in his pants. His lips felt so good on me, the growl deep in his chest was stimulating and I felt the tiger in my cage growl in response.
I couldn't think clearly anymore and ripped his shirt from his body. I wanted him, no, I needed him right here and now! He groaned and yanked his pants down, ripping my shirt off my body. I gasped at the feel of his bare chest against mine and just managed to wiggle out of my pants before we fell down into the snow. He devoured my breasts and left me moaning and gasping with pleasure while I wrapped my legs around his hips, urging him to enter me. When he did, I cried out his name, raking my fingernails over his back. I flipped him over to be on top and I noticed his surprised face before I bent down to shower him with ravenous kisses. I moved my hips up and down faster and faster, feeling the first contractions in my lower region starting. He squirmed underneath me and moaned my name with each thrust, while I rode him. Suddenly he pulled me close and crashed my back against the next tree, pounding into me with growls deep from his chest. I held onto him, kissing his mouth and face, sucking at his earlobe, only to be interrupted by him turning me onto the ground again. I flipped us onto his back and leaned down to run my tongue over his nipples. The moan I elicited from him that way told me that he was close. I grinned and assaulted his chest one more time. 'Come for me, Edward, you're mine." I bit down slightly on his nipples and sent him flying over the edge. His hips bucked into me and he roared out loud while I climaxed above him, crying out his name.
I collapsed onto him, panting and gasping for air that I didn't need anymore. His scent was so intoxicating, I couldn't let go of him. I clung to him, keeping my whole body in touch with his, rubbing my nose over his chest and throat. I hummed in contentment and kissed him, letting my lips run over his, tasting him with my tongue. He snickered and I loved that sound! Like little tiny bells it rang in my ear, making its way into my dead heart. "I love you," he said. "Mmh, love you too," I murmured and kept exploring his body. "Um, Megan?" he raised his head a bit and I saw the amusement in his eyes. "If you keep that up, we'll never be back before light comes up," he reminded me. I frowned. I knew he was right, but I didn't want to stop now. He saw the conflict in me and caressed my face to gain my attention. 'We can always continue later,' he sent me with a smile. I neared my face to his as fast as I could without touching and looked into his eyes. He drew a sharp breath, but he held my gaze. "Promised?" I purred like a cat in heat and squirmed above his body once more. "Oh yes, definitely," he gasped.
I jumped up and he followed me. Looking around me I saw that our surroundings looked like a battle ground, and now I knew why our bedroom at home had been messed up so many times. I chuckled at the sight of the tree cut down by our assault. I found my pants and frowned at the sight of my torn shirt. I put the remains on and tried to knot it in front so that my breasts were still covered, but it was futile. 'Try the back to the front and I'll tie it behind your shoulders,' he suggested and helped me. 'See, that's better,' he smiled. I leaned into him for a moment. 'Thanks,' I answered with my eyes closed. He kissed a spot behind my ear. "Stop it," I whispered. I could feel his breath on my neck. "Why should I?" he murmured. "I don't want us to return naked," I grinned. He laughed and let me go. "I bet Emmett would tease us about that for the next fifty years," he replied. "Heaven forbid!" I groaned and turned to face him. "Shall we go and look if she's been feeding upon it?" I asked. He just nodded. "It's your prey, you decide," he replied. "My prey - that sounds weird," I returned and stared at my feet. He lifted my chin with his fingers. "You'll get used to it," he said and gave me a quick kiss.