I hope you like reading this chapter, cause I really liked writing it. Not much to say, hope you enjoy! Thanks to you who reviewed the last chapter, I don't think a lot of people liked it lol. Hope you guys like this one better! Love, Molly Rose

Whoa, I thought, that was close. I had just dodged a tree that I was extremely close to hitting. I needed to pay attention, but it was hard with my mind racing. I had just gotten Brysdon's message to meet him at the waterfall, and I had raced off into the woods. Only a couple of minutes, I thought, then I'll be with Brysdon.

Telling Ace had not gone well, and I was anxious to see how Brysdon's confrontation went. My hind legs pumped forward as I ran through the woods in my wolf form. What if he was hurt? No, that couldn't be it. I doubt he would call me out to the waterfall if he were hurt. I just kept running, trying to focus on not slamming into a tree and keeping my mind off of the situation until I got there.

After a couple of minutes, I heard the roaring of the waterfall and finally sprinted into the clearing. I slowed down until I was just standing by the water and noticed that Brysdon was already there, waiting for me near the rocks. He was leaning back against the cliff, and when he saw me he pushed himself off the wall and started walking toward me. I transformed from my wolf form back into a human and started running toward him.

I flung myself into his arms and hugged him around the waist. His hands went around my back and hugged me close.

"Gosh," I sobbed. I hadn't realized I was crying until his strong hands started stoking my hair. He hugged me tighter, trying to stop my trembling.

"It's okay, Rosie," he whispered, "It's going to be okay, I promise." I just cried a little more until I had myself together. I pulled back a little and Brysdon released me, but he still gripped my upper arms with his strong hands. I was breathing hard and looking at the ground. Gosh, I told myself, I'm such a crybaby. "Hey," Brysdon said again, in his deep voice that was so gentle. "Look at me," he said. I took my eyes off the ground but still wouldn't look at his face. "Look at me," he said, and this time took my chin in his hand and turned my face up. I looked into his eyes that were so dark you couldn't tell which part was his pupil. He took his thumbs and wiped away the tears off my cheeks. "What happened?"

"He freaked, Brysdon," I said and noticed my voice was hoarse from crying. "He's probably thinking of ways to kill me right now. He's probably telling Jona and Patrick. He brought up the parent card. Told me that my parents would be so disappointed." A little sob escaped my lips again and Brysdon leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I knew it was coming, I knew he was going to be angry. I just thought it wouldn't hurt so much."

His eyes looked pained as I said this, and he pulled his hands away from my face. "I don't want to hurt you, Rose."

Shock went through me as I realized what he said. "No, no! That's not what I meant!"

"This hurts you," he said, and I could feel the emotionless Brysdon starting to kick in. His face didn't look hurt any more; it just looked like he had no feelings. But I knew better.

"Brysdon, stop. That's not what I meant." I took his hands in mine, and when he tried to pull them away, I just squeezed tighter. "You're not hurting me. Ace is. I knew he would be mad, but I thought he would at least try and compromise. I thought he would want me to be happy. It hurts me to think that he just jumped to the conclusion that I was wrong. I'm still a kid to him, and it hurts to think that he still doesn't see me as an adult."

"It's not you, Brysdon. I know you'll never hurt me." He was silent for a few moments, but the he sighed and took me into his arms once again.

"Did you tell the royal family?" I said, trying to change the subject.

"I didn't tell the King and Queen, but I did tell Greg." He let me go of our hug but he took my hand and walked over to the bank. There was a small drop from the ground to the water, so you could sit down on the bank and your toes would barely scrape the water. Of course, that was for me. With Brysdon's humongous height, he had to sit back some more. He sat down on the bank and pulled me down onto his lap.

"How was it?"

"He...took it well, surprisingly." He said, and a small smile spread on his face. "Well, at least not at first. First, he punched me. Then he was okay with it."

"He punched you?!" I asked incredibly.

"Yes, I know, I was surprised too. Apparently, the two werewolves snitched on me, and told him how I said you were mine." He put his face in the crook of my neck and gave me a puppy dog kiss while I giggled and tried to pull his face away. "Then he went to my sister and asked her to make sure we weren't together."

"What did she say?" I asked, truly curious as to what Amanda would tell him. If the prince of vampires came to me and asked me that, I don't know whether I'd lie or tell the truth.

"He said she told him that 'true love kills all fear'."

"Perfect answer." I said, and he leaned his forehead against mine.

"Mhm. So after Greg got over the initial surprise, he calmed down a little. He said to be careful, but I don't think he's mad anymore."

"Good," I said, "I like Greg." Brysdon pulled back at me and narrowed his eyes playfully.

"Not that way, stupid," I said while laughing.

"Good," he grunted. I sighed and leaned my head on his shoulder. The waterfall was pretty and this time of day. The sun was almost down, and the colors in the sky were beautiful. "I think Amanda is still angry with me, though."

"How come?" I asked, still looking at the waterfall.

"Today, before we went on our date, there was a meeting at the hotel with the vampires. About the fight." This got my attention, so I lifted my head up and looked at him. His face was stern, but I could sense a hint of weariness in his eyes. "The king told everyone it was our choice to fight, and he wasn't forcing anyone to do anything they didn't want to. Of course, I'm going to fight. Anyone who messes with you, messes with me now." I smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "But my father will not be, and he told everyone Amanda wasn't fighting, either. I agreed with him, which Amanda wasn't too happy about. She's not ready, and I don't want her to get hurt."

Uh-oh, I thought, I know where this is going.

"Which I also wanted to talk to you about, Rose." Oh, crap. "I don't think you should fight either. It's not a good idea, you could get hurt."

I sighed. I should have seen that coming. "Brysdon," I said, "I have to fight. I have to."

"But look what happened last time, Rose." I got off of his lap and stood up, and he was up right after me. "Look at what happened with Logan and Sheldon. You could have gotten killed."

"I was caught off guard, Brysdon! I couldn't even change into my wolf form!"

"What if I hadn't of come, Rose? What if-" He stopped what he was going to say and took a deep breath. I knew he was going to say, 'What if they killed you?'

"Brys," I said in a soft voice and took a step toward him. "This time I'll be ready. I'll be in my wolf form and I'll be able to fight. I can't stay away. I have to do this for me and for my family. Please, understand." He still didn't look convinced, so I took his hand and tried to make a light joke. "And hey, maybe you'll get lucky. Maybe Ace and Jona will kill me before the fight even happens." His face darkened and I could tell he didn't find humor in what I had said.

"I'm not happy about this," he said sternly.

"I know," I said, and reached up on my tippy toes to give him a light kiss on the lips.

"I want you to follow two rules," he told me after a couple of moments.

"Here we go," I muttered.

"First, you have to stay in my range of sight at all times. I want to be able to see if you're okay."

"Okay," I said. I could deal with that.

"And second," he told me, "If anything gets out of hand, you have to run."

"Ugh, Brysdon-"

"Rose, I'm serious. No one can out run you. If something gets too dangerous, I want you to run away. Do you understand me?"

This is stupid, I thought. I would look like a wimp if I ran away! But if it's what Brysdon want to hear...

"Okay," I said with my fingers crossed behind my back.

"Promise me." Shit.

"Okay. I prom-" I started to say, but then I stopped when I heard and twig snap from behind me. I swung around, and was about ready to transform. How could I have been so stupid? I needed to pay attention; I couldn't believe I didn't hear who ever it was coming. Brysdon stopped my flowing thoughts by placing a hand on my shoulder.

"What do you want, Diane?" The elegant vampire stepped out from the woods. Her beautiful long, black hair had a leaf stuck in it, and she ran her fingers through it to get it out.

"The King and Queen are looking for you, Brysdon," she said, and I noticed her tone had a sort of respect in it. I wondered if she was still in love with him, and jealousy washed through me. I knew I shouldn't be jealous. I knew that Brysdon loved me...but still.

Brysdon sighed and looked at me. "Go," I told him. "Just call me and come back soon." He kissed me on top of my head and started to walk away.

"Thank you, Diane," he said, and then sprinted off through the forest.

"You're welcome," she called, but I doubt he could here her for he was long gone. She turned her black gaze from the forest and on to me. "They're going to talk to him about you, you know. About how much trouble you're going to get them into."

"How do you know?" I said. We were facing each other, but we were standing a few feet away. The truth was, I didn't want her coming closer. She kinda scared me.

"I was with Greg when those werewolves told him about what Brysdon said. About how you 'were his'. What else would the king and queen want to talk to him about?" She spit out the words, and I had a feeling that this conversation wasn't getting better.

"I don't know," I sighed, "I don't know."

"Well, you know what I think?" She asked me and took a step closer.

But I never knew what she was about to say, because in that instant we heard someone clear their throat. I looked at Diane, and saw that she was staring at something behind me and her eyes were as wide as dinner plates. I slowly turned around, hoping the overwhelming scent of vampire was just Diane and Brysdon's lingering presence.

"I'm sorry, Ladies," a sultry voice said, "I hope I'm not interrupting." Tyson and Logan were standing at the forest edge with about twenty other growling vampires all around us.

"Oh, shit," I heard Diane whisper before something smashed my head from behind and I passed out.

*Sighs* I love cliffies.