AN: I know I marked this story as complete but with the help of reviews (and some new ideas that popped up) I decided to add antoher chapter. Enjoy! I'm also thinking about if I should write a sequel or continue posting new chapters on this whenever I get an idea. What do you think?
"May I ask a question, Major?" I question and he hums against my neck. "When can I be changed?" I ask and he nuzzles my neck closer.
"You are quite thin, darlin'... Maybe in a couple of weeks." He decides and I nod a little.
"Can we watch a movie or something?" I murmur after a while and he shrugs.
"Whatever you want, darlin'." He whispers in my ear, his breath sending pleasurable shivers down my spine.
"Why did Char and Peter go?" I question and he growls quietly.
"Mine." He tugs me even closer. I hum as I grab the remote, swapping through the movies on Netflix.
"I am, Major, but can't I have them as friends?" I question and he sighs, nodding.
"Of course you can." He allows, then he takes a deep breath and tucks my head under his shin, looking at the TV. "They went out hunting and to have sex." He explains and I blush. He chuckles darkly, rubbing my waist in small circles.
"What are we going to do tomorrow?" I question and he sighs.
"I have not planned anything, darlin', but all of us need to sit down and make plans for your future." He tells me and I nod. "Now be quiet and watch the movie. I will take care of everything else for you." He promises, a quiet purr rumbling through his chest as I relax into him again.
I wake by the sun streaming in through the windows. I groan, rolling around to my stomach and nuzzle closer to my cold, hard pillow. It chuckles and steel bands wrap around my waist, pulling me tighter against it. I jerk awake and sit up. What the-
"Major?" I look surprised at him and then I relax when I remember yesterday.
"My mate? Is something wrong?" He questions worriedly, his hands running down my sides. I shake my head and lay down, cuddling into his side.
"No, I just forgot." I mumble tiredly and he exhales relieved, pulling me tighter against him. "The sun is bright." I complain and he chuckles, laying a hand over my eyes. I hum contently.
"Better?" He questions and I nod a little. "Don't worry, darlin'. I will see to installing some blinds for you." He assures me and I nod again.
"What time?" I mumble and he moves a little, then he sighs.
"Ten in the morning, you should get up."
"I don't want to move." I complain and he laughs at me.
"I'll carry you downstairs and make you some breakfast, then we'll have that meeting." He decides and I nod. One arm under my knees and one behind my back lifts me up from the bed. I rest my head against his marble chest and sigh contently. "You are very comfortable." He comments, I hum again. Seating me on the island, he brings out some frying pans, eggs and bacon. Soon the quiet sizzling along with the scent makes my stomach rumble. Peter and Char strolls inside, him laughing amused and I blush.
"Major, you wanted to make plans?" Peter asks and the Major nods.
"We need to make sure Isabella is protected at all times. I will not have any harm come to her." He states and the others nod.
"When will you be changed, little bit?" Peter's red eyes meet mine and I smile a little.
"In a couple of weeks if the Major still thinks so." I say and he nods.
"I want at least one of us with her at all times and when she is changed I will train her in fighting as well as control. When she is able to walk among humans we will have to travel to Volterra since the brothers wish to see her." The Major explains and the others look taken aback.
"Why do they have such an interest in her?" Peter asks and he sighs.
"She has a gift. That is all the information needed for now. Now we will sit down, Isabella will eat and then we'll see."
"Can we go swimming later?" I ask and the Major lifts me up, setting me in his lap at the table.
"Of course, darlin'." He promises and I smile widely to him. Peter chuckles amused.
"Whipped." He coughs and I roll my eyes as the Major growls quietly.
"One, vampires don't cough, two, Char has more control over you." I say and everyone except Peter laughs. He pouts and Char hits the back of his head.
"Ow." He complains, rubbing the spot. I giggle and eat my breakfast as they start to bicker.