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Possession: You Are Mine

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Chapter Three

Edwards' POV

I listened as Bella closed the door to our room, and started pacing slowly and cautiously down the hall. Her heart hitched in her chest no doubt thinking of running, but highly suspecting she wouldn't get very far. As she had made her way down the staircase, I couldn't help but look up at her in all her mouth-watering splendor. Observing the way her hair swayed just above that tight ass. 'Gosh, I wish she'd walk in the other direction just so I could watch.'

She looked up at me with that disgusted gaze again. 'Why must she hate me?! When all I want to do is worship the ground she walks on. Oh right... Human emotion.' I thought as I was pulling the dish that Esme had kindly made for Bella in the oven.

I am not so foolish as to think that any of this would be easy. I just wish she would submit to me instead of fighting the bond. Because the more she resists the more intense the emotions are and the less control she will have.

"Don't stare at me, it's rude... and creepy." she huffed the last of it under her breath.

"Creepy is it then?" I said pulling my eyebrows up slightly, (hearing her heartbeat quicken) to let her know I was in on her sly comment. She looked up and bit her juicy bottom lip and blushed beautifully, looking thoroughly admonished. I ran to her at vampire speed, only slightly afraid that I'd scare her, but easily settling with the fact that she would soon know about this world.

'Her soon to be world.' My beast thought in delight.

"That, my love, is not what you said this morning." I looked down pulling her delectable lip from her torturous teeth. She straightened her back and looked anywhere but at me when started blushing again.

'I wanted her right now.' Bella crossed her arms around her chest and set her lip in what I was sure she thought was a hard line but came across as the cutest pout I'd ever seen. My jaw flexed in contained amusement.

She straightened her back and squared her shoulders, "Talk. Now!" she yelled. I took everything in me not to correct her like I had earlier by being rough with her. And that only made us want to fucking mate all over again.

Which I was fine with. But I knew without answers and closure she would keep waking up calmly and flying off the handle once she took in her surroundings.

"Sit down." I said through a piercing gaze finality ringing in my words. I'm sure I had frightened my mate because she moved so quickly to the bar-stooled seat at the island of the kitchen, as though it was sit or or I will make you sit.

'Okay... maybe soften up a bit.' My mind reasoned.

"Rule for this conversation Bella: When you ask the question, be prepared for the answer." I said as I put her food on a crystal plate for her to eat. and placed it in front of her. Her eyes widened a bit and she gave a small nod of her consent to the rule. She straightened her back and began the interrogation.

Bells' POV

"Why is Charlie...dead?" my voice whispering out the awful word as I felt tears prickling in my eyes.

"He ran into trouble helping a friend, with some very dangerous people." He said looking stiff but sympathetic towards me.

'Did he expect me to believe this bullshit?'

"And you expect me to believe that third grade excuse for an answer." I was shaking as the tears started falling. Edward started walking toward me from the other side of the island. I held up a hand and as politely as I could and said through my anger, "Another rule, tell me the WHOLE truth and not just some of it. I am not a child." I wiped my tears away probably looking like the opposite of what I had just stated.

Edward stood staring again like he wanted to help me. He was last person I wanted anything from! I inhaled deeply and asked the question again.

He didn't say anything but the noises he made opening and closing his mouth, "What are you?! A fucking goldfish!? Tell me what happened to my father!" I yelled at him. I needed to know.

Edwards' POV

My beast wanted to show dominance over my screaming mate. I knew then that I wouldn't tolerate her behavior much longer, but I did sympathize with my love. She look so lost and broken. I stood up with my eyes on her again after her goldfish comment. It was actually kind of funny. But I knew a smile would drive her even more up a wall.

I took an unneeded breath deciding to give her what she asked for. "He was killed by vampires." I said with a straight face watching her eyes widen in disbelief. I continued, not waiting for a retort. "He'd been working on a project for the U.S Government for the last nine years it was very "undercover".

"What was the project for?" Good she didn't question me about vampires. Yet, but I'm sure it wasn't far behind. "It was an intelligence mission of sorts. For years the government secretly searched for the "Unknown", coming up decade after decade, with less than irrefutable proof of anything they decided to give it one last try. They tracked down a goldmine of legends in Forks,Washington and decided it would be here that the last search would begin there. What they hadn't had was someone who knew the area, and had that kind of time because at this point after so many years of searching it was a wild goose chase. Enter, Charlie. He was a divorced, Police of Chief, meaning he had time, and young enough to move quickly if the situation had need it."

I paused look down at my Bella, her eyebrows scrunched together. I wanted to smooth them out with my thumb so badly but I continued on, not wanting to make this more difficult than it already was. "Because this was meant to be a last-ditch effort, it was very poorly monitored and Charlie's reports were not really taken seriously. But Charlie was a very smart man." Bella's face shot up. "You see Bella, your father had already know about the things that go bump in the night."

"How?"

"His best friend of course." I said.

"Billy Black?" She said with question in her voice a split second later realization dawned on he beautiful features. "Those Legends, are real? The Wolves and the Cold Ones?"

My eyebrow quirked, and an involuntary scowl came across my face, "You know them too?"

"Yeah. I'm an "Honorary Member" of the Quileute Tribe, since I was born so I didn't have a choice, really." She said with an annoyance in her voice that, for once wasn't directed at me.

"So...who...k-k-killed him?" she stammered out with a tear falling down her cheek, she quickly wiped it away when she had seen my hand reaching toward her. I pulled my hand back with some effort.

"There were vampires passing through the Forks area yesterday. All I can offer you is that he and Harry Clearwater were in the woods and by the time the Wolves had gotten there it was to late. It happened very quickly...painlessly so-to-speak."

Her heart rate was speeding as her shoulders sagged up and down in fast breaths. She was having a panic attack. I walked to her and looked in her eyes as I pulled her shoulders back to open her chest up. She looked at me with a panicked expression. And I quickly commanded in a calm voice

"Bella, breath with me love." I lead her in a few deep breaths with her, my hand placed on her back.

Knowing that she needed me right now was pure joy.