The Jaguar Versus the Wolf
Chapter 9 - No, Not Again!
Orbiting Satellites Book Two, Chapter 9 - The Volturi Return companion
Delicious!
The young woman, whom I was currently devouring, body and blood, was beyond my expectations. I'd once again gotten carried away in the heat of the moment and she'd expired some time ago. I was still drinking from her corpse, all the same, when a stray ray of sunshine hit her hair. When I first saw her she hadn't reminded me of young Renesmee, but now the way the light hit her curls it was all I could think about and I suddenly lost my appetite. No matter; there were plenty of others in the area to choose from. The blood was beginning to cool anyway, and I disliked a cold meal.
A week later I was scouring a new city looking for my next meal. While it had not concerned me, at first, the more I thought of it the more worried I became.
Eventually I would become Renesmee's mate. But for how long? What if I lost control while we were making love and bit her? Her family had faith in me and I had not been worried in the least before. Rosalie and the dog were the only ones who'd seemed concerned about this possibility last year. But now, if only just to prove it to myself I wanted to make sure.
So here I was, traveling nearly a hundred kilometers out of my way, looking for a young maiden who resembled my future mate. It wasn't easy, Renesmee was a hybrid like myself, naturally beyond just merely good-looking. Trying to find someone to even come close to a tenth of her beauty was a challenge. Finally in my fourteenth village I found someone who would suffice.
Herding her back to the motel room, I had procured earlier, I doused the girl in some fruity smelling perfume I had found that made her scent a little more aromatic than the current sweat and dirt stink she was currently giving off. My plan was to screw her, but I would not feed, not until after I was done. I needed to prove to myself I was capable of the same with Renesmee – minus the inevitable feeding.
This was a good test, I was sure of it. The girl had the same long dark curly hair, never ending thick bold eyelashes, rosy cheeks, full pink lips, (though I'm sure on her it was due to makeup and not natural beauty like Renesmee's) and big brown eyes.
Renesmee… her porcelain skin, so soft, so delicate, so kissable.
"Ahhhh!"
Hmmm? Looking down I noticed the girl thrashing around underneath me. Or more now, I guess, than she had been. Then she grew still. It's only then that I saw the wound on her neck and realized what I'd done. It wasn't that I was too rough, this time, and had broken her, like I'd done with so many of my meals I'd had in the past. Without even realizing it I'd bit and drained her.
Bosta!
Renesmee wasn't even here and I'd lost control just thinking about the two of us being together.
As much as I hated to admit it, it seemed that the dog was right.
I was a danger to her. I'd only left the Cullens less than a month ago. When I returned for Renesmee's fourth birthday in September she would be around twenty years old in appearance. That gave me four months to gain control.
She was my only chance to procreate. The fact that she was beautiful (a given being who she was) and cleaver was an added bonus. I had waited multiple lifetimes for her to come along and I was not going to mess this up. Not again. I was really going to have to lay on the charm this time with her family, after the disaster of last year.
I know, i know, Nahuel is disgusting. But he's decided to try to be better... if only temporarily. That counts ... right?
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