Edward found himself looking at the Seattle skyline. He'd taken many shopping trips here with his adopted sister. He was beginning to dread the city. Pushing those thoughts behind him, he ran to the part of the city where he thought he could find James and Bella.
The city's alleys were like mazes. He turned corners, dodged dumpsters, and still found nothing. He wanted to give up, but he knew that giving up would also mean losing Bella. He started searching again, coming across a familiar scent.
Bella.
He almost toppled over while smelling her scent. It was her alright—her as a vampire, her as a monster. Souless. But Bella should have a soul; she was so pure, so beautiful.
He could also smell the strong scent of human blood along with Bella's scent.
He feared for her soul. She was a killer, and he had to stop her.