Rated M for Mature Content. 18 and older only please!

Emmett was over the moon that he'd found someone as special as Bella Swan. As she turned and walked down the flat planks of stairs to the main floor, he turned to Jasper and Alice. Peter lingered behind him, leaning against the windowsill.

Alice hopped on the balls of her feet once with a cheeky grin. "Soon?" She asked him quietly.

Nodding, Emmett patted the front pocket of his jeans which held a small key. A key that would fit perfectly into the safe hidden under the floorboards in his bedroom here. Giving Alice a wide smile as she silently squealed and hugged him, he chuckled. Jasper nodded and mouthed 'congratulations' and Peter slapped him on the back.

Hearing Bella speak on the main floor, he tensed and Jasper, feeling the bitter jealousy emanating turned to follow his brother. Alice and Peter followed close behind. Peter had a feeling things were about to get a bit dicey in a moment and knew he'd have to be careful how he handled the next few minutes. As Emmett walked down the stairs, he spotted his parents standing awkwardly in front of the hearth fireplace with anxious expressions on their faces. Their eyes darted from Emmett to the duo on front of them.

The second Emmett's foot hit the landing, a body was flung into his arms and he caught them. He felt the curves of the vampire in his arms and his eyes widened as he immediately opened his arms but the blonde wouldn't let go. She planted frantic kisses on his cheek even as he moved his head back out of reach.

"Irina, get off!" He said quickly as he started swatting at her.

Pouting coyly, she slid her body down his and clung to his bulging biceps tightly. "I've missed you so much, Emmy." She purred as she locked her dark golden eyes on his lips. He turned his face just in time and she landed another kiss on his chin.

Jasper and Alice had sped over to their parents with wide eyes as they took in Bella's stance and Emmett's flailing failure. Everyone could see how uncomfortable he was but what Jasper felt from Bella was scaring him. The absolute rage was comparable to what she felt when Rosalie tried to make a move for her mate on the day she'd been killed. His eyes bled to black as he fed on the dark emotion that Bella was projecting as she crouched and hissed. Venom flew from her lips as the hiss turned into a growl and Alice clutched Jasper's arm, lost in a vision.

Peter walked around Emmett with quick strides and stood in front of Bella with his hands out, making sure to stand just off to the side enough that the angry girl could keep her eyes on her mate. "Easy Bella." He said softly. "He doesn't want it. See?" He tried to get her to see how her mate was reacting. That he wanted no part of the voluptuous blonde that was hanging off of him.

Instead of hearing the words Peter spoke, all Bella saw was that her mate was allowing another woman to touch him, kiss him, slide her curves against his muscular body. The raging jealousy that flew through her veins made her red vision hazy and a sob ripped from her throat. She felt her heart breaking into a million pieces as she watched her mate paw at the girl.

How could she compete with that beauty? She would've had to have been blind not to see the stunning vampire. It was obvious to her that this woman was a succubus. How could she not be? She recalled after a moment that someone had yelled the name...Irina. Oh, how she loathed that name. She knew then that she never could compete with that. Irina was the woman that Emmett had had a relationship with years ago. He had tried to reassure Bella previously, briefly, that there was nothing to worry about, that it was years before she was even born and that all he saw was her. His mate.

However, even though Peter was partially blocking her view and her vision was blurry from her venomous tears, she could still see Irina clutching to Emmett. The way she moulded her body to his, the way her lips kept connecting with his skin. The ultimate betrayal was what she witnessed next. It was as if everything happened in slow motion. Emmett wrapped his long thick fingers around Irina's waist and his head moved toward Irina's ear. It was enough. Bella couldn't take it anymore.

Another burning sob tore it's way up Bella's throat and she spun around on her heel, speeding across the room, passed Esme and Carlisle. Passed Jasper and Alice. The windows were closed and in Bella's ire, she didn't notice the french glass doors just off to the left. Instead, she leapt over the table and used her shoulder to shove through the glass. The window splintered and shattered, showering the dining room in broken glass and wood. The moment her feet touched ground, she shoved off and raced deep into the forest. She passed a shocked looking Edward and Felix who were in a compromising position against a tree trunk two miles from the house.

Giving the two males a salute, Peter darted past them hot on Bella's heels even as he heard Irina crash through the front window of the house. Well, he thought. That's two windows that will need to be replaced before it snows tonight. Even as he chased after her, Peter couldn't help but admire the way those jeans hugged her ass as she ran. Her hair billowed out behind her with her speed and the flannel shirt she wore ripped from her body after she slammed into too many branches, leaving her in only a navy blue camisole. He admired the way the dark color made her creamy pale skin glow. He shook his head at himself with a growl. What was his problem? He just witnessed how Bella reacted when another female touched her mate. How could he even think of trying to get between the two of them?

Knowing she was being followed just made her push that much harder. Her heart had fallen to pieces from her breast, leaving chunks like bread crumbs back to the scene of the crime. Emmett still harbored feelings for Irina. There was no denying the way he touched her. The way hands that touched her that way only hours before had gripped Irina's waist as if he couldn't get enough of her. She couldn't get the image of him moving his lips to the blonde's ear as if to whisper sweet nothings.

Right in front of her!

What the fuck!? How could he do that to her? She growled a feral sound as she stopped abruptly to slam a tight fist through the bark and wood of a thick redwood tree. The tree immediately toppled over, sending a booming crack through the forest. It fell, pulling branches and leaves of the other trees with it and shuddered to a halt on the ground. Hearing the racing footsteps gaining on her, she turned and continued running.

"I don't want you to come near me!" She shouted angrily, assuming it was Emmett who was chasing her. "Leave me alone! I can't believe you!" She screamed in anger, trying to suppress another sob.

She thought he loved her. She thought they were mates. Sure, she had some lustful feelings for Peter but she would never act on them. If Emmett had lustful feelings for Irina, he should have told her. Not tried to assure her that things were done, that he didn't have any feelings for her. They could've worked something out. Hell, she was a modern woman. They could have taken a few nights away from each other. He could have spent some time with Irina and she could've spent time with the Southern Captain.

She never would have acted before now. Never would have given Peter the time of day before now. Bella wasn't that type of girl. She wasn't one to cheat. She especially wasn't the type of girl to throw herself at someone the way Irina threw herself at Emmett. How long had it been going on? For him to hold onto her like that, right in front of Bella, only shortly after they had been together intimately? Was that why they came to Denali? Did Irina live near here? Bella thought she could remember Alice saying something of the like but she wasn't positive. She wasn't thinking straight as she raced through the branches and snow drifts, running further from the family.

The pain was too much. How was she going to get through this? She would have to go back sometime. She needed to at least be with her father. Still technically part of his coven, she knew she couldn't abandon him but right now all she could see was the way Irina touched Emmett. The way he let her touch him. Her feet finally dug into the soft snow and hard ground under her feet, leaving her thigh deep in the cold, frozen liquid at the top of a mountain. She fell to her knees, the snow fluffing up around her and landing lightly in her hair as she dropped her face into her hands, defeated.

She couldn't go back. Somehow, Bella would have to apologize to the Cullens and her father but there was just no way she could ever go back. Letting her head lull back on her shoulders, she opened her mouth.

The sound that ripped from Bella's throat as she screamed her agony brought Peter to his knees and venom tears sprung into his eyes. His phone was buzzing constantly, probably Alice or Jasper but he ignored it. His heart literally hurt for her and the pain she was feeling. He knew she had misread what she saw but she had to release that pain. He watched from a mile away as she knelt on the top of the mountain, keening to the skies. Thunder rumbled ahead as if the sky was crying with her and lightning struck in the distance. Hands tore at the long tresses that hung around her shoulders and Peter watched in absolute horror as she started ripping at her clothes while she screamed. He stood to his feet abruptly and started racing toward her.