Emmett stood there, dazed and confused. He had seen a lot of things in his long life, but never anything like this. What was a manticore? Where did that beast come from? Why was it after the girl? And more importantly, who was that beautiful woman with the power to turn into a bird?

Emmett walked over to where the girl had been standing, he looked down and noticed that there was no trace of the beast that was there before, only a pile of dust. The wind shifted, and the dust was blown away. He would have thought that it was all a hallucination, if not for two reasons. One, he was a vampire and couldn't have illusions and two, the girl's scent lingered in the area.

Emmett closed his eyes and inhaled deeply; the smell was more concentrated where her blood had been spilled. Once again, Emmett's mouth started watering, and a sudden need started growing in him. A need to find this girl and make her his mate. It was such a primal need to have her that his pants tightened painfully at the thought. Never in his existence had he been so aroused by the mere thought of someone. Not even Rosalie could get such a reaction out of him.

At the thought of Rosalie, Emmett's fantasies about the strange dark-haired girl came crashing down. What was he going to do about Rosalie? The whole time that they'd been together, Emmett did not doubt that Rosalie was his mate. But now he comes to find out that he was wrong. Maybe that was the reason they clashed so frequently; they weren't meant to be together after all. The thought that he and Rosalie weren't supposed to be together saddened Emmett a little. Rosalie could be a sweet girl when she wanted to be, but that wasn't very often.

The more Emmett thought about it, the more he realized that their relationship had always been empty, based mostly on sex. What Emmett thought was love was only lust and the need for companionship. He cared for Rosalie, but he wasn't in love with her. And that certainly wasn't enough to tie him to her, especially now that he knew his real mate was out there somewhere.

Emmett started walking back towards the house, trying to decide what to do, halfway there, he came to the decision that he needed to end his relationship with Rosalie and get a divorce. Once that decision was made, Emmett felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. He felt a million times better; though he knew that Rosalie was going to be pissed at him, he couldn't bring himself to care that much.

As the house came into view, Emmett noticed that Alice was waiting for him outside. She gave him a sad smile, "Are you sure you want to do this, Emmett?"

"Yeah, I can't be with Rosalie anymore, especially now."

Alice tilted her head, "What happened when you went hunting?"

Emmett looked at his sister, surprised, "What do you mean, what happened? I found my real mate."

Alice gasped, "What?!"

Emmett frowned, "You mean to tell me that you didn't know? Then why did you send me out hunting?"

"I knew something good was going to happen to you; I didn't know you were going to find your mate out there."

"You didn't see her at all?"

"No, I only saw flashes of you being happier than you've ever been. I did see flashes of someone with black hair and green eyes, but not enough to know that this girl was your mate."

"Weird."

"Yeah. Are you sure this girl, your mate, and not your blood singer, Emmett?"

"Without a doubt. When I caught my mate's scent, something inside me knew that this was the woman for me. I had this overwhelming urge to protect and love her. It's something I've never felt before."

What Emmett was describing was exactly what she and Jasper felt when they met. The more Emmett described it; the more Alice knew it was true; Emmett found his mate. Alice smiled at her brother, "I'm happy for you, Emmett, and I'll support you in any way I can."

"Thanks, Pixie," Emmett said then hugged his sister.

Alice and Emmett walked into the house, Rosalie was instantly in his face, "Where the hell have you been? I expected you to be here when we got home from shopping."

Emmett frowned at Rosalie, "Why, so you can start bitching at me for nothing?"

Rosalie looked at Emmett surprised; he never talked back to her, "What are you saying, Emmett?"

"I'm saying that you've been acting like a bitch for a while now, and I'm sick of it."

This conversation was not going the way Emmett wanted. He wanted to talk to Rosalie calmly and rationally, but she had finally gotten on his last nerve. If she wanted to have it out there in the living room, then so be it.

"How dare you call me a bitch. I'm your wife," Rosalie screamed and went to slap Emmett.

He caught her wrist before she could hit him, "Not anymore."

Rosalie's eyes widen, "What do you mean, not anymore?"

"I mean, I don't want to be with you anymore, Rosalie, I want a divorce."

"You can't mean that you're my husband."

"No, I'm not, Rosalie, I'm your fucking servant. You don't love me; you only want someone to adore you and worship the ground you walk on. Well, find someone else because it's not going to be me any longer."

Rosalie stared at Emmett. She realized that Emmett was entirely serious. There was no love and laughter in his eyes, only disinterest, and frustration. She knew that she had been treating him like shit for a long time, but Rosalie was confident that Emmett would never tell her anything and that he would always be there. She now realized she had gone too far. Rosalie thought quickly and decided that she could seduce him into changing his mind. Rosalie gave Emmett a seductive smile and ran her hand down his chest.

"You don't mean that, my Monkey Man. Come upstairs with me, and I'll make it up to you."

Emmett caught her hands, "It's not going to work anymore, Rose. Not only am I sick of the way you treat me, but I don't love you anymore. Besides, I found someone else."

Rosalie yanked her hands out of Emmett's, "What do you mean you found someone else? You're cheating on me, you bastard!"

"I have never cheated on you, but yes, I found someone else. I found my mate."

"I'm your mate!" Rosalie shrieked.

"I thought so too, Rosalie, but I found my true mate when I went out hunting today."

At that moment, Carlisle appeared in the living room, "What do you mean, son, you found your true mate?"

Emmett explained to Carlisle how he saw a girl in the woods, and when he caught her scent Emmett knew that he was meant to be with her, that the only thing he wanted was to love and protect this woman for all eternity. Emmett didn't go into detail as to what the young woman was doing in the woods alone. He certainly wasn't going to tell them that she turned into an eagle and flew away. They'd think he lost his mind.

As Emmett described how he felt towards this young woman he met in the woods, Carlisle began to realize that that's the way Carlisle felt towards Esme when he first found her. He also noticed that Emmett's face lit up at talking about this mystery woman. Thinking back, Carlisle realized that Emmett never had that reaction towards Rosalie, nor did he talk about her like that. There was no doubt, Emmett found his mate.

Rosalie scowled at Emmett as he told them about the girl he met. Her anger and jealousy began to build. Emmett was hers, and she wasn't going to give him up without a fight.

Finally, Rosalie interrupted Emmett, "I don't give a shit who she is, you're mine, and I'll be damned if I let you go."

"Rosalie, you can't prevent Emmett from being with who he's meant to be with," Carlisle said.

Rosalie glared at Carlisle, "Oh, no, watch me. I'll kill the bitch before I let her have you, Emmett."

Emmett grabbed Rosalie by the arms and shook her, "You're not going to touch my mate, you bitch. I'll kill you before I let you hurt her!"

Carlisle put his hand on Emmett's arm, "Let go of her, son before you hurt her."

Emmett let go of Rosalie and walked out of the living room. He went upstairs to pack his things and move out of Rosalie's room. Rosalie glared at Emmett as he walked out then turned to Carlisle, "Are you going to let this happen?"

"Rose, try to understand, Emmett found his mate, the person he was meant to be with, you can't keep them apart; the best thing for you to do is give him his divorce and try to move on."

"No."

Carlisle sighed, "Rose, I'm only going to tell you this once, if you try to harm Emmett's mate, I'll be forced to ask you to leave this house."

Rosalie looked at Carlisle, shocked, "You would kick me out over some bitch claiming to be Emmett's mate?"

"I don't want to, Rose, so don't force my hand."

Rosalie glared at Carlisle and ran out of the house. Carlisle sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose; if he weren't a vampire, he'd have a terrible migraine. He turned to Esme who had been silent the entire exchange, she smiled at him and took his hand, "I guess we'll be adding a new member to the family."

Carlisle chuckled and hugged his wife, "I guess we are."

When they pulled away from each other, Esme sighed, "Well, I suppose now is a good a time as any to finish the basement bedroom and give it to Emmett."

"That's a good idea, let's keep Emmett and Rosalie as far away from each other as possible, especially when Emmett brings his mate home. In the meantime, would you like to go hunting with me, my dear?" Carlisle asked.

Esme smiled at him, "I'd love to, sweetheart."

With that, Carlisle and Esme left to go hunting.