Ya' all know the drill. The brilliant one is SM, not AJ. This chapter is a brief look into Lucas' brain. It will be short, and I apologize, M1nk. I just want to keep the POV pattern going. I've already started the next Ellie chapter, so, it won't be long.
Elle's face hardly ever left me alone. The guilt chocked me. I put an innocent, my innocent, in danger. That's the one special thing about me. Once I decide to protect someone, I have to protect them. The one thing Aro didn't realize that it worked on the reverse to.
Before I left, it was Chelsea's job to make sure I stayed around. I hated Demetri more, he was the one had made me like this, some sixty years ago. It may have been Felix; Demetri was just the first one I saw. Now, that heat-seeking missile, and his massive brother, threatened Elle.
I still don't fully understand my attraction to her. Part of it is my power, I'm sure. But, that's what confuses me. Am I protecting her or her child? Does my power work from a great distance? Will I be able to get her fast enough? What would happen if I couldn't? I'd never lost someone before.
Aro was bounding with his annoying happy energy, when I entered the main room. "Lucas!" He clutched my hand.
Get out of my head, I thought. I don't belong to you, Aro.
"You have truly changed, my boy," (I was the only member of the guard he called that). "Luke."
I cringed. That is Cullen and Elle only territory, Aro.
"Are you not in mood to talk?" he asked, attempting concern.
It's easier this way. I threw him off, storming deeper into the Volturi lair.