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Chapter Thirty Seven: Well, That Was Unexpected
"So you want me to go to La Push while you risk your life?" Charlie asked incredulously, crossing his arms as he raised an eyebrow at me. "Really? You think I can let you do that?"
"There's no question about it, Ch—Dad. You are going to La Push, you are going to stay out of the fight, and you aren't going to do anything about it," I huffed, narrowing my eyes at him.
He pursed his lips as he glanced at Alice at my side, trying to look for a way out, before he sighed. "Alright, fine. I don't understand why I'm going to La Push, but if it makes you feel better, I'll go."
"Bella just thinks that, while you're still recuperating, you should stay out of the fight," Alice explained. "Jacob said he will have two wolves guarding the perimeter of La Push to ensure that you, along with Sue, Angela and the people that live on the Quileute reservation, will be safe."
"But it's the full moon," Charlie grunted, "you can't expect me not to hunt."
I nodded. "Of course not. Hunt now before you go. I will be hunting in an hour before I meet up with the group at the clearing, so I would appreciate it if you were to leave as soon as possible."
Charlie looked at me with a raised eyebrow, tapping his foot impatiently before he threw his hands in the air in defeat. "I guess this means I'm going to go hunting now. You take care of yourself, Bella, you too, Alice. I'd hate to see something happen to my girls."
With that, he headed towards the front door, closing it behind him before I heard him running towards the trees.
"His girls, huh?" Alice chuckled. "Glad he likes me enough to consider me one of his girls."
"Well, why wouldn't he?" I asked with a grin, wrapping my arms around her shoulders as I pulled her closer. "You're practically his daughter-in-law, considering how much time you spend over here."
"Mmm," she mused as I pressed my lips to the spot underneath her ease, teasing it with my tongue and my teeth. "I do spend a lot of time here, don't I?"
"Mm-hmm," I murmured against her skin, my left hand slowly trailing down her back as I moved to press my lips to her collarbone. "But I don't want that to stop."
She giggled as my hand slid up her shirt. "No, me neither."
Pulling back with a grin on my lips, I raised an eyebrow at her suggestively, and, when Alice licked her lips in response, I lifted her in my arms and carried her up to my bedroom.
Well, it was good to do a warm-up before the big game, right?
"So, I was thinking," Alice started as I pulled away from her arms, placing my feet on the cold hardwood floor as I contemplated on putting clothes on or if I should just run out stark naked. "What if we hunted together?"
A chuckle escaped my throat as I looked over my shoulder, seeing that her face was completely serious. "Well, that was unexpected. What brought this up?"
She shrugged as she sat up straight, running her fingers down my spine, causing a shiver to overcome me. If she kept that up, we'd miss the fight. "Seeing as I have already seen you shift, we have yet to see each other when we let our instincts take over."
"I mean, I'd love to but…wouldn't you try to hunt me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her. "Wouldn't my scent entice you?"
"Not when you're in your wolf form. Sorry for breaking this to you, honey," she teased, "but you smell horrible when you're in your other form. You'd think that you would smell like a regular wolf, but you smell like an unnatural combination of wolf and human. It's not disgusting so much as it is disturbing."
Rolling my eyes, I got to my feet, walking towards my closet. "Glad you think I'm disturbing. That really boosts my ego."
"Oh, you knew what I meant," she said, waving off my joke with a flick of her wrist. "So, do you want to, or not?"
Shrugging, I grabbed a set of clothes and tossed them to her. "Yeah, but you're going to have to carry my clothes."
With that I ran out of the room, jumping off of the top step and landing on the base of the staircase in my fur, separating my toes as I enjoyed the feel of the wood against my claws.
"Well, didn't give me much choice, did you?" she asked, appearing at the top of the stairs, fully clothed. "Alright, let's hunt."
After Alice opened the door, I was on my feet and into the trees in seconds, sniffing the air and listening to any sound that my ears picked up. Off in the distance I could hear the rhythmic sound of hooves walking against the soil, the scent of a heard of deer wafting towards my nose.
Alice was at my side in a heartbeat, looking at me expectantly before I nodded. With a growl I lunged towards the smell, my claws tearing up the ground below me.
The buck was the first to spot Alice and I, his black eyes on us before he let out a bleat, though by the time he alerted his herd, it was far too late. Alice tackled him, her arms around his neck in seconds, while I sunk my teeth into his rear-end, smiling to myself as I felt his blood seep into my mouth.
Letting go, I glanced at Alice to see that her mouth was on his neck, her eyes closed as she let out an unintentional moan. Trying to not think about that sound, I turned my head towards the buck's stomach, tearing into his flesh with ease.
Once I had my fill of meat, I looked up to see Alice rubbing her arm over her lips, getting rid of the access blood that dripped down her chin.
"Need your clothes now?"
"Yeah," I said before I shifted into my skin, my bones complaining and my inner wolf growling at me to get back into my fur. Looking up at the full moon in the sky, I wondered if Micah would put up much of a fight once his newborn army was completely disposed of.
As Alice handed me my clothes, I knew the answer. Of course he would.
When I was fully clothed, Alice and I walked hand in hand towards the clearing, which was, coincidentally, not that far away from where we were. Once I broke through the trees I noticed the large group gathered here. Several wolves of different colors, including black, but I knew that they were Micah, and the bear-sized wolves that hovered behind them.
Alec stood with his sister and Jasper, conversing about last minute details while Carlisle and Esme were sharing a tender, private moment.
My ear twitched, my internal radar telling me that my enemy was coming closer, and that there was a lot of them. Swallowing a lump in my throat, I glanced at my grandfather's grey wolf form, his yellow eyes expressing the same concern that was probably etched onto my face, before they flickered back in front of him.
"Incoming," Edward snarled, sinking down into a crouch as the rest of his family did the same, scanning the trees before them.
A growl echoed through the trees before the army charged forward, their eyes burning with rage and their fingers bent into claws.
Glancing at Alec, I saw him standing quietly with his arms crossed, his eyes locked onto the charging group of newborns, before, all of a sudden, they all stopped.
"I'm blind!" one of them called out, swinging his arms.
"GO!" Edward shouted, the group of wolves acting as the first wave as they attacked the army, their teeth sinking into ankles before they moved on to the next one. His family, and the shape shifters, charged as well, heading towards them while Jane stood by her brother's side, her eyes shifting from vampire to vampire, making them scream in her wake.
I barely paid attention, though. My eyes were scanning the large group of vampires before me, trying to find the darker pallor that belonged to my one true enemy, my lips pursed as I shook my head.
Where the hell is he?
"Looking for us, sweetheart?" I heard a familiar voice chuckle from behind me, and, as I turned around, I could feel the blood boiling in my veins as memories flooded my brain.
"Of course you two are working for him," Alice snarled, her hands curling into claws as she crouched down closer to the ground.
Victoria chuckled once more, her eyes flickering to mine. "Oh, well, this will be interesting."
"Certainly not an even match, wouldn't you agree, Victoria?" James asked with a cackle. "I'll take the bitch; you take her pet."
Victoria grinned as she took a step closer to me, her red eyes darkening in anticipation. "My pleasure," she said before she lunged forward, her fingers extended as she hissed.
Quickly I got down to the ground and onto my back, my feet on Victoria's torso before he I kicked her backwards, flipping over to see her landing on her feet, a smirk on her lips. With a growl I charged for her as she ran forward, shifting into my other self and, when we collided, my teeth were at her neck, my claws scraping against her hard chest.
"Get off of me, you filthy mutt!" she screamed as her arms came crashing down onto my back, causing me to lose my grip on her neck.
Landing on my paws, I noticed that her neck was weakening, as there were several large cracks that reached from her shoulder to her jawline.
She let out a hiss as her hand came up to check her wounds, her eyes narrowing as she glared at me. "You're going down, puppy."
"Bring it," I growled before I charged for her, using my hind legs to launch me towards her neck, though I was greeted with a fist to my snout instead. Landing on the ground with a growl, I shook my head as my nose began healing itself, my eyes on the vampire in front of me before I charged again, though this time I didn't jump.
Instead I bit down at her ankle, feeling her diamond hard skin crushing under my teeth, before I saw a pair of arms wrap around her neck, tightening before it popped right off, Alice's expression smug as she watched the body grow limp before it fell to the ground with a thud.
Reaching inside her pocket, she grabbed a lighter and flicked it open, tossing it onto Victoria's remains before she skipped behind me.
Confused, I turned around to see her picking up pieces of, what I assumed was, James, a smile on her face as she dumped his remains into the now roaring fire.
"There. Problem solved," she said, clapping her hands together as if dusting them off.
"Not really," I muttered as I looked at the now ended war. Cracks ran alongside the faces of several of the Cullens, though they were already healing as they gathered pieces of newborns, and some of the wolves limped as they found pieces they could carry. "I don't see Micah."
"You don't think he hid on purpose, did you?" Alice asked. "Maybe he knew we were going to win."
Shaking my head, I walked towards Edward and Jasper, wary about what's going on. "Micah's not here."
Jasper pursed his lips as he scanned the trees, his jaw tight and his expression neutral. "He was probably waiting until you were alone. That would explain why he wasn't here with his army."
"Or with the vampires who created his army," Alice added as she walked up next to me. "He walked them straight into a suicide mission."
"That I did," a voice sounded in the distance, and, after whipping my head in the direction the voice came from, a growl escaped my throat as I recognized the man that smirked at me. "But, I had my reasons. After all, the second wave is going to be more difficult on you than the first one."
Second wave? Great. Just great.
A/N: How many of you were expecting that? Come on, it was too easy! Besides, Micah is an evil prick. I can't help it. :)
Time to see who dies in the next chapter, hmm?