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Chapter 44


Bella's Pov


It was amusing to say the least watching my mate squirm underneath me, but it wasn't until he suddenly had me pinned to the floor that I knew I was pushing my luck just slightly. Clearly he didn't feel as if this was a situation to joke about, while I on the other hand refused to leave the topic of this so called vampire who was after my mate.

If it had been a human female then I wouldn't have bothered, I mean sure if the bloodbag was pushing her luck I might have scared her or if I lost control kill her right there and then, but a vampire invading on your territory was a big no no. Unless you wanted a fight on your hands you just didn't approach a mated male with the intention of sleeping with them, stealing them, or even the smallest thing such as touching them. It was the same with a male, worse so even, what with considering a male vampire tended to be a hell of a lot more dominant than a female. It was hot, but you would have to be an utter fool to fight for ones mate.

I recalled a moment in the southern wars when a newborn vampire was created by Maria. She had approached Jasper when I was still trying to process the fact that not only did I have a mate, but a mate that was trying so hard to win me over. When you hear about the famous Major from the southern wars, the one who was nicknamed 'Ares' and given the title of the 'God of War' it was hard to imagine that he was, and still is, such a romantic at heart.

I knew that before all of this happened, before he was changed, that he would have had no trouble finding a nice southern girl to settle down with when the war was over and he had served his time. He was handsome, a gentleman, not to mention in the sack he was an incredibly devoted lover.

Jasper was, and still is, the only lover I have willingly been so intimate with. As a human I had been raped repeatedly, and as a vampire my life had only served to grow worse at the hands of my creator. It hadn't been until I had learned to develop my gift, to mould it into what I wanted it to be, that I finally had enough of being a victim now that I had the power to back myself up.

I felt my familiar mask slipping onto my features as I got lost in my flashbacks, my expression stone cold and while I wasn't aware as I normally was of my surroundings I had no trouble getting lost in past memories when I knew instinctively Jasper would protect me if anything were to happen. I knew he was perfectly capable of doing so.

The newborn had been called Freya, and she had been a light blonde and from what I could remember a favourite of Maria's from the moment she had caught sight of the new vampire. I remember how I had instantly taken a disliking to her, one that had soon cost her what she treasured the most; her life.

She had taken a liking to Jasper it had seemed, one that went far above the lust that I had seen in the other vampires we had been training. It was only predictable that they would get off on such a dominant vampire, what with Jasper and myself holding so much power who wouldn't want to try and further their status by getting in our good books, our beds?

They knew to control it however. When Jasper had made it clear I hadn't been up for grabs when a vampire had tried to approach me with the intention to seduce me he had ripped him apart within seconds before threatening anyone else with the same treatment. Those that were smart saw the threat as he called it and smartly stayed away, lusted from afar since they had seen it played out right in front of them. But there were a few that always pushed their luck, and she was one of them.

Me and Jasper had just come back from our private hunt, Jasper having playfully tried to steal a few kisses from me when we encountered her. Where she had gotten the strangely clean items from I hadn't known until later, but it was clear that the lingerie she was wearing would have had any male vampire after her since with the desert being so dusty she would have stood out as even more appealing to most. She had cleaned up completely.

It was when she made the comment of why he would want someone so broken, so deeply unsettled like myself that made my thin thread of control grow weaker. But it was when she offered herself in my place, to become his mate, that she soon found herself in pieces.

It turned out it had all been set up as one of Maria's twisted games, and that the reason she had been so captured with Freya in the first place was due to the fact she had had this little game planned out from the very start. It wasn't until a few days later that Jasper confessed Maria must have found out who his first ever crush was in his human life when he was barely a teen to find a vampire who looked so much alike her.

It had only made me loath her more.


"What were you thinking about?"

I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard Jasper speak, his arms wrapped around my waist as we sprawled out closely on his bed. I glanced up at him, confused.

"Earlier in the living room, you sort of dazed off for a while," he explained further. "You kind of worried the crap out of everyone when you cut of mid-sentence" he grinned but I could tell he really didn't feel it. He was used to my flashbacks, but that didn't mean he found it a breeze to deal with them.

"It wasn't bad" I settled his nerves. "I was just thinking about Freya."

"Freya" he frowned as he tried to remember. "The blonde Maria tried to stir trouble with?"

I nodded. "She kind of reminds me of Angela" I added as an afterthought, "plus I just want to put it out there that if one of those bitches touch you the same result would apply" I spoke perkily.

"Don't be so extreme" he chuckled causing me to roll my eyes. "But if it helps she went after Edward first before finding out that he was a frigid virgin" he added lightly.

I snorted. "Still doesn't change the fact if she comes near you I will rip her apart."

"I know, darlin'" Jasper patted my thigh before his hand slid down my bare skin, effectively gripping my lower leg before hooking it around his hip so I was pretty much pressed completely against him. I smirked.

"Feeling frisky, Major?" I purred as I looked up to face him, his dirty blonde curls framing his face like a soft halo making him look every bit of the delicious vampire he was.

I felt his hand run down my back before flashing out to slap the flesh that was my behind, a yelp leaving my lips as I jerked away at the sudden action. Not to mention it wasn't exactly a light slap.

"Ow!" I pouted.

Clearly sensing my playful tone he repeated his action, and soon had me rocking against his thigh as I tried to find the fiction I craved so much. My core was throbbing and I could already feel how wet I was, what with how my thighs were sticking together due to my juices flowing freely. And that was just with Jasper doing nothing but ever-so-often pressing his lips against my own in a frustratingly innocent kiss while repeatedly spanking my hind.

I was loving it.


I couldn't help but look forward to meeting this coven in a purely sadistic way if I was being honest with myself, the entire Cullen coven standing on the porch in what seemed like suspense. I felt like a predator once again, one that was waiting for her prey so she could stalk it before attacking in a purely satisfying manner. Oh, and I knew I would feel oh so satisfied.

It seemed Jasper of course sensed it as well, standing uneasily by my side with a firm grip on my wrist. I knew the Major in him was only a disruption away from appearing. He may let me get away with a lot, but when Jasper was passionate about something I was positive that he wouldn't let me get away with it. He kept me grounded; under control.

However, when it came down to this female who was after him I had no doubts about getting on his wrong side so I could teach this bitch a lesson. Whoever she was she was going down, even if I went down with her in terms of pissing Jasper off. I knew he would forgive me quickly, but a few nights of getting the stink eye would be worth it to settle the demon inside of me who demanded I protect what was my own.

So yea, I was looking forward to this meeting very much.


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