Hello, lovelies. I hope you all had a great week. From the reviews it appears that the last chapter made quite an impact. Just remember, they're not really brother and sister. Another lemon in this one. I hope you're prepared!
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The Devil's Plan
Chapter 8
Best Laid Plans and Wiki Notes
The constant screams of the damned were giving Satan a headache. It was times like these when he missed Heaven the most. Before his fall, Satan had cursed the absolute silence of Paradise. He used to delight in disturbing the peace and stillness his brothers thrived on. Raising his voice to ear-drum shattering volumes and stomping his feet were two favorite tactics for throwing his brethren off their game. Even angels needed to let off a little steam now and then. But of course that sort of thing was reserved for his father's mortal children. They'd been granted free will to be as loud and obnoxious as they wanted, and yet his angelic siblings remained utterly silent, expected to never stray from their path or question their father's orders. Satan's snarl erupted loudly and mingled with the din of the imprisoned.
"Fucking humans!" He roared into the nearly empty hall. They were the root to all of his problems and by happenstance, the route to his re-entrance to heaven. That was of course if Ba'al and Astarte did their jobs.
"FUCK!" His fist slammed down onto the heavy stone table, echoing his frustration throughout the large hall.
Sensing their master's unhappiness, his attendants quickly moved to stand before him.
"Sire, do you require assistance?" The nearly naked redheaded woman inquired, lowering her eyes to the floor as did her blonde counterpart.
Satan took in the humans. As his close attendants, they were treated much better than the scores of souls in the trenches. He allowed them to keep their hair and skin fully intact as well as daily feedings so that they maintained a pleasing figure. He may be the King of Hell, surrounded by the most wretched and putrid beings that existed, but he still enjoyed having something pretty to look at, or play with.
"Come closer." He beckoned them both, delighting in the fear and reluctance in their eyes. He enjoyed knowing that though they hated it, they would submit to his every whim.
"You." He pointed to the redhead. He believed her human name was Victoria. Her crime, minor in comparison to the rest of the filth in Hell, had been to assist her abusive boyfriend with several armed robberies, one which ended in an innocent's death at the hands of the boyfriend.
"On your knees. I desire your mouth." Again, fear filled her eyes. Yet with wobbly limbs she lowered herself to kneel in front of his parted legs. He didn't have to give her direction as she'd been used this way before. As the redhead moved to free his erection, he gave the blond her orders.
"Summon Aro, tell him to bring the Cygnini scroll." The blonde's eyes never met his as she scurried away to do his bidding.
"Harder girl!" He ordered Victoria. "I will have my release three times before the fraud arrives or you will find yourself spending time in the third ring." He smiled as the suction on his member increased. With hooded eyes he watched his massive cock move in and out of her hot mouth. His dominance once again proven as he quickly released into her mouth.
"Swallow and continue." He ordered before leaning back into this chair so he could fully enjoy her ministrations.
"You wished to see me, Sire?" Satan opened his eyes and smirked as Aro's lecherous stare focused on Victoria's mouth as she cleaned his sated cock.
"She's quite beautiful isn't she?" Satan baited his prisoner.
Aro's Adam's Apple bobbed as he swallowed thickly. He'd been caught ogling the king's plaything and he would most probably be punished for it.
"Yes, sire. She's very beautiful." He answered quickly, his eyes now averted from the nearly naked woman.
"Talented too." Satan boasted to the clearly affected Aro. "Victoria, my sweet, you did very well." Victoria nodded and smiled in appreciation of her master's praise. Satan rarely, if ever gave compliments. Even more rarely was praise given without a catch. With a watchful eye on Aro's reaction, Satan leaned forward and took Victoria's mouth in a bruising kiss. A trail of saliva fell from her lips as he pulled back.
"I think I would like to see your face as you come to completion." He ran a finger down her pale cheek and throat to land on her left breast, flicking her tight nipple, delighting in her moan and the shiver that coursed through her body at the contact. Today he was in his previous angel's visage. He knew that his servants found this particular guise very attractive. Victoria was no doubt reacting to the thought of him fucking her in this form.
"Jane," He called to the blond. "Take Victoria and pleasure her with your fingers until she comes and then again using only your tongue."
Victoria's face fell slightly at knowing she would not gain her pleasure from him. "Jane," he continued, pointing at the table directly in front of him. "Lay her on the table so I may watch." Both girl's eyes lit up at his words. Jane's in worry as now she would be performing for her master and Victoria's in excitement.
As the girls moved to the table that sat directly in front of his throne, Satan returned his attention to Aro, smiling evilly at the noticeable reaction the man's thin tunic was unable to contain.
"Aro," Satan said loudly, drawing the man's eyes back to him and away from the two writhing girls. "They are not for your entertainment." He snapped angrily. "Tell me again of the prophecy. And be quick about it, I may still wish to fuck them." The girl's groans became louder at the prospect.
"Sire, I'm no expert on this particular prophecy, Ba'al is-"
"Did I ask you for your level of knowledge?" Aro shook his head. "Then why do you feel the need to remind me? Ba'al is not here, so you will have to do."
Aro had been a revered soothsayer in his time. He'd brought ancient kingdoms to their knees with his predictions and had reaped untold rewards. His heart had been true until the young lord he'd been serving offered him untold riches and the company of young women. Once corrupted, his greed had run unchecked for decades and his wealth continued to grow until the voices stopped. Soon Aro's standing diminished as did his mounds of gold. When the Devil appeared promising to help restore his status, Aro jumped at the chance, not realizing that his soul was the price.
Resigned to his fate, Aro unrolled the ancient parchment and began to read. "In the black hour before the rebirth, when the son of God is set to ascend to his throne, the dark seed must be fertilized and grown by the pure bird, halting the light's ascension thus bringing the reign of God to an end, and ushering in the ruler from the darkness."
Aro paused as Victoria's moans of ecstasy resonated loudly throughout the stone chamber. The scent of her pleasure wafted to his nose, reminding him of the sweet essence that was woman. Having been denied his own sexual release for hundreds of years, being in the presence of such wild abandon was nearly his undoing. His body vibrated with the need to touch and be touched.
"Continue." The gruff order reminded Aro that he walked a thin line with this lord and that his usefulness in Satan's court was at the dark lord's whim and by far more desirable than anywhere else in this godforsaken pit.
Licking his lips, Aro continued with his translation. "The Dark must be birthed by the last of the Light, thus extinguishing its hold on this plane forever. The Light must freely give her body for the planting or the seed will wither and die."
"That is what I find most vexing, why must it be freely given?" Satan interrupted angrily. "Why should the vessel have any say in what happens? Why can't I just take what I want? Thus eliminating the need for this elaborate plan and my having to rely on those two cockroaches to do their jobs." Satan didn't like having to rely on Ba'al or Astarte or anyone for that matter. Nor did he appreciate not being able to just take what he wanted.
Aro scanned the aged parchment, his eyes searching for words that would placate his lord while his fingers rebelled at the strange texture of the parchment. He briefly wondered whose skin had been donated to give the terrifying prophecy life. In his past he'd predicted the outcome of wars and had helped to build ruling dynasties without giving a thought past what he would gain. However, the words he now held in his hands told of a possible future that was truly horrific to behold. And his long forfeited soul ached with the knowledge of what it would mean if it were allowed to come to fruition.
"Aro…" Satan issued a low growl in warning. His patience was at its end.
"Sire," he said humbly while swallowing the bile that had collected in his throat. "To give you that answer, I will need to study the prophecy further. I'm but a vessel who repeated your verse, I have no real talent other than the ability to decipher words." Aro pleaded.
Satan emitted a hearty laugh that filled the chamber. "Aro, you were a true oracle. I was just able to make you doubt yourself and thus gaining the soul of one of God's prophets."
Aro fell heavily to his knees with the knowledge. His mind screamed at the truth while his hands fisted in helplessness.
Smiling at his servant's obvious anguish, Satan stood up from his throne and began removing his clothes. "All I had to do was throw young pussy your way, and you were all too eager to stop listening to God's voice and begin heeding mine. Your soul was perhaps one of my easiest acquisitions." Naked and erect, the dark lord strode past the kneeling and silent Aro, to where Jane was still vigorously tonguing Victoria's weeping pussy. Satan roughly grabbed onto Jane's hips, ignoring her squeal of surprise, spearing her with his hard cock. Both girls moaned loudly in pleasure as his steady and purposeful thrusts brought each of them renewed bliss.
"I will give you the time to study the prophecy further. After all, I've waited centuries for The Swan to be born." Satan uttered between thrusts. Shaking, Aro got up from the floor and with his head down, he slowly made his way out of the room. He'd just reached the doorway when his name was called. Slowly he turned back towards his master. Satan was now pleasuring both girls. His cock relentlessly pounding into Victoria's plump ass while Jane rode his hand in abandon. Despite the lascivious acts displayed before him, his mind was filled with nothing but thoughts of disgrace and shame for turning from his God and falling for the Devil's tricks.
"Look carefully, Oracle. If there is another way other than having to gain the vessel's accession, I want to know immediately." Aro nodded and amidst the slapping of wet skin and lustful groans, he walked to his room to begin his lord's bidding. But not before he promised himself to also look for a way to thwart Satan's plans and save mankind and perhaps what was left of his soul.
~~TDP~~
"I like Louie."
"Louie sounds like a fat and stupid mob lackey. I want something strong, like Zeus or Apollo. Wait, how about Thor?" The ears of the puppy in question twitched excitedly at the tone of Emmett's voice. "See, he likes it. Don't you Thor?" Emmett giggled like a four year old as the puppy licked his face.
"Thor sounds like a man-bimbo who can't spell." Edward interjected loudly. "How about Kodi? Short for Kodiak. I mean look at him, he looks like a bear cub." Edward leaned over and scooped the fluffy puppy off the floor, cuddling him tightly to his chest.
Esme and Carlisle shared a rare smile as they watched their boys delight in the new member of the Cullen clan. There had been only one discussion regarding the family getting a puppy and it had consisted of Esme walking into her husband's office /hideout on Saturday morning, slamming down an advertisement for Chow Chow puppies onto his desk and telling him to get his car keys and check book.
After watching her two boys laugh and get along at Friday night's dinner before dissolving back into the mess they'd both been for the last six months, Esme was more determined than ever to find a way to bring them back together. Their shared memories of the little black mutt from their childhood had united her boys and she wanted that back. Even if it meant replacing all the carpet in the house after potty training, she would have her boys back.
"I like Kodi." Edward smiled at his mother's agreement before returning to cuddling the fuzzy pup.
"Dad, it's up to you. You know Thor is the right choice." Emmett encouraged with a conspiring wink.
Carlisle looked at both of his boys and smiled. Seeing them this way made the ache in his heart a little less painful. He knew he was partly to blame for a lot of the pain they'd been experiencing and that reality plagued him daily. And yet he couldn't bring himself to let go of the guilt that kept him distanced from his family. Carlisle sighed and moved his gaze to rest on his youngest son. The dark circles and premature stress wrinkles around his eyes that had been a permanent fixture on his handsome face seemed less visible today. Today he looked every inch the seventeen-year-old boy he was. The happiness that emanated from Edward's face was a wonderful sight. As were the smiles on his wife and oldest son's faces. He'd hurt them all with his past actions. Reaching over, he put an arm around his wife's shoulders and pulled her in close to his side. Along with the damage to his relationship with his children, the lost intimacy with his wife hurt him deeply. Esme sighed heavily as her body melted into his, raising her eyes to meet his in silent understanding. For a moment they shared a glance that bespoke of the love they had for each other and their children.
"Both names are good. But I have to agree with Edward, Thor sounds a like a guy who would wear tight pants and boots with heels. I think Kodi is much more fitting for the little guy." Carlisle leaned down to scratch the puppy's ears before placing a soft hand on Edward's shoulder. "I think you've got a friend for life, son."
"I hope so, I could really use one." The smile on Carlisle's face withered at the sorrow in Edward's voice.
Carlisle searched for something to say to him. Friday's dinner popped into his head. He hated the way he'd acted. Hated the words he'd said to his son. In the heat of the moment it was a reaction to what Emmett, Esme, and he had lost due to the incident. Carlisle had given no thought to what Edward had lost. He would have to do better. He loved his son. He would have to make an effort to remember that Edward was the victim and if things had worked out differently, Carlisle would have seen that woman in jail for what she'd done. And then it would have been the Volturis that would have had to uproot their entire lives instead of his family.
"Dad, you're hurting me." Carlisle instantly released Edward's shoulder, not realizing that in his reverie he'd clenched his fingers in anger.
"Dear, are you alright?" Carlisle shook off Esme's concern with a nod and kneeled on the floor next to Edward and the newly named, Kodi.
Reaching out he gave the friendly pup a pat and was rewarded with a lick on his hand. Chuckling, he turned to his son. "You know, Isabella seemed to want to be your friend."
"She was just being nice. She needed the grade." Edward answered solemnly, keeping his attention on the squirming puppy.
"Son, if she just wanted the grade, she'd have done the work herself. That girl drove all the way out here and stayed to have dinner with a bunch of strangers. That's more than just wanting a grade." Edward tensed at the mention of the dinner. Carlisle couldn't blame him, it had been a disaster.
"Edward, I'm sorry about what happened. I didn't intend to come home and act like that. I shouldn't have said those things to you." Edward clutched the puppy tighter. As if he hoped to absorb some of the small animal's strength. Emboldened by Edward's seemingly willingness to listen, Carlisle continued to attempt to mend their torn relationship. "Son, what happened- I know it wasn't your fault."
"Then why do you constantly blame me?!" Edward's outburst scared the puppy who began to whimper. Edward instantly moved to soothe him. Carlisle looked to Esme to take Kodi so he and Edward could talk however the room was empty but for the three of them.
"I don't blame you." Carlisle knew his son was bearing the guilt of what had happened. He held back the urge to grab his son and cuddle him like Edward was the puppy, but he sensed that he wasn't ready for that yet.
"Yes you do. And so do Emmett and mom." Carlisle sighed, he knew Esme never blamed their son for anything except for not coming to them sooner. In reality, Esme blamed herself not Edward. Carlisle had a lot of mending to do.
"No, I know, we all know who is to blame for this and it's not you. I promise to work on making sure you understand that."
Edward remained silent at his father's promise. He wanted to believe him but his actions over the past six months spoke otherwise. And he was having a hard time believing Carlisle's words now.
"Son, I mean it. I'm going to be home more often. I'm going to be here for all of you. I want us to be like we were before…" Carlisle didn't finish his sentence. He didn't need to. "Edward, I'm going to be the father that you deserve." He meant every word he said and hoped that his damaged son would come to accept what his words.
Never in Carlisle's fifty-two years did he remember feeling so afraid of being rejected as he did now, waiting for his son to accept his overdue apology.
"Okay." Carlisle's whole body sagged in relief at his son's whispered acceptance.
Sensing that it wouldn't be a good idea to quit while ahead, he decided to let the topic drop.
"Why don't you go get you brother and we'll make a list of things to get at Petco for Kodi? We'll all go together as a family."
"Okay." Edward shrugged, before getting up to search for his mother and Emmett.
Baby steps. Carlisle reminded himself as he watched his son walk away.
~~TDP~~
Bella's weekend had not improved much after returning home from the ill-fated dinner with Alice and Jasper. She still had no word from Edward and she'd begun regretting the words she'd said at the restaurant. Well, maybe not the words, she thought, but more the tone. Especially the tone directed at Alice. Her feelings hadn't changed when it came to Jasper. His words had filled her with rage and disgust. How dare he speak to her as if she were a child and suggest that her only purpose as a woman was to bear children. She'd known there was something wrong with him, but she hadn't guessed his weirdness stemmed from being born a hundred years too late for his warped thoughts about women and their roles in society. After thinking it over, Bella had decided to apologize to Alice. But not before she made it perfectly clear that she had no intentions of becoming besties with Alice's future baby daddy.
With that decided, Bella's thoughts had returned to the bronze haired boy with the sad smile. Having decided the operation, Be Edward's Friend should commence immediately, Bella had spent the rest of her Sunday night formulating a plan.
Step one, she'd decided, was to stop acting like a complete doofus in biology class. It was the only period of the day she could be assured that he'd have to speak to her, thus allowing her to win him over with her charm and wit.
Step two, would be to work on developing some charm and wit. To that end Bella had Googled how to do just that and was in possession of a Wikihow article detailing how to accomplish her goal.
With Alice as her best friend since kindergarten, Bella had never found it necessary to add more people to her inner circle. She didn't go out of her way to avoid speaking to the other girls in her class, she'd just never needed them for more than a borrowed pencil or to repeat an assignment. With the addition of Jasper to her and Alice's duo, she was regretting not having investing more time in gaining a few more friends that didn't have weird, controlling boyfriends. Yes, she thought, this plan was a good idea on all fronts.
Armed with determination and her Wikihow Cliffs notes, Bella put her plan into action.
"Hi, Angela. Do you mind if I sit with you today?"
Bella's determination wavered slightly as a piece of peanut butter and jelly sandwich fell out of the other girl's open mouth in surprise. "Of course not, Bella." The kindness that Angela was known for overtook her astonishment and she scooted over to allow Bella to sit down. "Is Alice sick today?" Angela's brown eyes quickly scanned the cafeteria.
Bella shrugged before taking the seat next to Angela. "Not that I know of. I just thought it would be nice to change things up a bit." Angela nodded in understanding when she spied Alice sitting in a corner table with Jasper.
"Sometimes it's easy to get caught up with a new relationship and forget the ones that we already have." Angela commented with a kind smile. Bella glanced up quickly and felt a twinge of sadness at the forlorn look on her friend's face but held steadfast with her plan.
"Yeah, well, I thought it would be nice to give them a little time and plus, I get to spend some time getting to know you guys. I can't believe we graduate in seven months. We may never see each other again." Angela accepted her explanation with a raised eyebrow before the other girls began a conversation that ranged from Halloween costume ideas to thoughts about who they might ask to the Sadie Hawkins dance in December. Bella nodded enthusiastically as Angela, Siobhan and Maggie commented on the 'hotness' level that various boys in the school supposedly possessed, but kept her thoughts private when asked whether any boy had caught her eye. She was surprised and secretly delighted that none of the other girls brought up Edward. To them he was still a boy in the shadows, not yet even a mystery to be solved, leaving him all to Bella.
The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch period. Bella threw away the remnants of her lunch and walked out with the other girls, avoiding any more looks towards Alice and tentatively made plans for a girl's movie weekend sometime soon.
With renewed purpose, Bella rushed towards room 157, wanting a minute to compose herself before Edward appeared. Under the guise of going over her presentation notes, Bella quickly scanned her Wikihow cheat sheet for last minute pointers.
The din of her classmates wandering in disrupted her impromptu study session. Bella quickly hid the downloaded list and went about actually preparing herself for class.
"Hey, Bella-Lou-Who, did you have a good weekend? Mine sucked. Mom made me start getting the yard ready for winter and…" The rest of Mike's inane sentence melted into the background as the object of Bella's affections entered the room.
Edward's lips turned up slightly as his eyes landed on his lab partner. He'd grown so accustomed to the usual frown he'd almost forgotten what it felt like to feel joy at just being in someone's presence. Edward moved quickly through the classroom to take his place next to Bella.
"Hello, Bella." He greeted quickly, taking out his books and setting them upon the table before turning to her. "I want to thank you for all of the you did. I'm sorry, I wasn't more help." Edward's words were said in earnest. In truth, he'd meant to contact her but he'd felt such embarrassment after the disastrous dinner and then the excitement over the puppy had distracted him. He'd all but forgotten about their project until late Sunday afternoon when he'd found the paper Bella had written her email down upon. The fact that she had endured a Cullen meal and still wanted to have anything to do with him was encouraging. But the thought she would actually want to be his friend seemed absurd, after what he'd done, why would anyone choose to be friends with him?
Bella studied the motions playing on Edward's face. The smile that had appeared when he'd walked into the room seemed to fade as whatever had his eyebrows furrowed so tightly, erased his previous good mood. Bella quickly moved to put her plan into action.
"You're welcome. It really wasn't that big of a deal. I turned out having a lot of free time on Sunday." She hadn't meant to allow her feelings over the dinner with Alice to rear its ugly head but her face reflected them to the world.
"Are you sure? I really am a good student. I promise not to make you carry the team."
"Edward, you're a junior taking advanced biology. I'm in no way worried about you not pulling your weight." She assured him with a smile. All previous Alice thoughts were relegated to the rear of her mind as Edward nodded in what she hoped was gratitude as that could only help her with the whole friend thing.
"So did you have a nice weekend?" Bella asked, per her Wikihow protocol sheet that suggested small talk was a good place to start.
"Actually it ended up being pretty decent." Bella raised an eyebrow hoping he'd keep the conversation going. "We, um, we got a puppy."
"Seriously? That's so cool. What kind, what did you name it…" Her exuberance was sincere. Having grown up with a very practical man for a father, Bella had been made to work her way to being a dog mommy. Her beloved Dorian, a long haired, grey Persian cat, had joined, Tom the gerbil and Butch the lop-eared bunny in her backyard pet cemetery a scant year ago. Her new plan had been to hit her father up for a Christmas puppy. Edward's news was truly exciting to her.
"Well, he's a seven-week old Chow Chow, his name is Kodi and he's awesome. Would you like to come over after school to meet him?" Bella was barely able to nod her acceptance of his invitation before class was called to order.
"Good afternoon class." Mr. Banner greeted them. "I hope you enjoyed your first team project of the year. As part of the AP Biology curriculum, each team assignment is worth ten percent of your grade, and we'll have five throughout the semester. So it's very important that you're all able to function well as a duo. I'm not going to allow reassignments as in this class and life, you'll have to get along and work with people that aren't going to be the best fit. Life lessons, people. Now, who wants to go first?"
~~TDP~~
"Do you want to follow me?" Bella stopped loading her book bag and looked at Edward.
"I know where you live." She reminded him with a chuckle, delighting in the slight blush that adorned his high cheekbones.
"Right." He admitted shyly. "Okay then I guess I'll see you there?"
"Yes. I'll finish getting my stuff together and then I'll be there." She promised.
"Okay, bye." Bella returned Edward's wave and with a satisfied smile on her face, she returned to packing up the things she needed to take home with her. She was quite happy with the way the day had turned out. As she walked out of the school and headed for her car, her mind flooded itself with her successes. She and Edward had presented their project, earning an 'A' for both of them and to top it off, Bella had gotten to touch Edward's shiny hair again without fear of being labeled a weirdo. She'd rekindled an old friendship with Angela and had opened a few doors for the possibility of developing new friendships. Yes, she thought to herself today had been full of win.
"Bella, can we talk?" Bella's balloon full of win popped at Alice's voice. In the afterglow of Edward's invitation to come over, Bella had forgotten all about her vow to fix things with Alice.
Bella's face fell at the sight of her best friend. Alice's normal pale pallor was even more noticeable against the dark circles under her eyes. "Hey," she said, reaching over to gently touch her best friend's arm. "are you okay? Did Jasper hurt you?" Alice gasped at Bella's question.
"No!" She exclaimed. "He's not the one who hurt me." Bella lowered her head at Alice's accusation.
"I'm sorry. I should have said something to you. I just, look, last night was awful." Alice's head nod encouraged Bella to continue. "I'm sorry I stomped off like that but I was angry. Did you hear what he said to me?" Alice remained silent. "He practically called referred to me as having no purpose in this life but to breed!" Bella's voice grew louder as she spoke. "I mean, really? In this day and age? And then he tries to dictate what I should eat?"
"I think you misunderstood him. He just wants us to be healthy." Bella raised an eyebrow at that ridiculous statement. "Alice, he's not my father. Nor is he yours." Alice's head shot up, her eyes meeting Bella's.
"What do you mean by that?" Alice demanded.
This was not going as Bella had planned but the cut has already been opened. "Don't you hear the words he says to you? Don't you see the way that you change around him? He talks to you as if you're a child and he's your parent. And you let him! You sit there with a ridiculously blank look on your face and you let him!"
"He cares about me!" Alice snapped.
"I care about you but I don't treat you like a child and I've never tried to change you. You've known him for a handful of days and you've just given over your free will to him." The girl's verbal sparring had begun to draw the attention of the departing students. Groups of two and three students gathered to hear the two best friends quarrel with each other, no one noticed the two blond spectators tucked into the corner of the building.
"Little Alice is quite the spit fire" Jasper's fists clenched in frustration at the barb. Rosalie glanced at him over her shoulder with a smirk. "Are you sure that this is what you wanted? It would seem to me that your part of the plan would go much more smoothly if the two of them could bare each other's presence."
Taking a deep breath, Jasper willed his temper to abate. Her comments were meant to do nothing but irritate him, but she was right. Earlier today as Bella sat across the cafeteria with Angela, Jasper had spent the whole period consoling Alice and urging her to make things right with Bella. And yet after all of that hard work, here they were, making a spectacle of themselves in front of the rest of the children and pulling farther away from each other.
"I will have to redouble my efforts." Rosalie's snort of disbelief fueled his anger.
Jasper roughly grabbed Rosalie's chin, forcing her to look up at him. He'd had enough of her insolence.
"I said I will deal with it and I will!" Rosalie swallowed thickly, her neck straining in the unnatural position. "You would do well to remember who is in charge here, sister." He sneered, releasing his hold and striding down the hill to the parking lot where Alice now stood alone.
Do you think Carlisle will keep his word? And do we love Kodi or what? He's patterned after my own Kodi Bear.
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