Artipane frowned. There were no visitors to Ashcelestia. Especially uninvited. Ever.
He strode forward.
A blonde haired vampire gracefully slipped out of the shadows, long glossy blonde hair glimmering in the sunlight that sifted through the trees. Her full, red lips were set in an alluring smile, blue eyes direct and half closed with a lazy charm.
"I'm Rosalie Hale, nice to meet you."
Artipane smiled.
Linada crept toward Ashareth slowly, fangs glistening. Her two companions padded behind her softly. Breanna locked eyes with her, her lips still moving in the dialogue that was so essential in keeping Ashareth distracted. Jacob didn't have to fight the next ruler. Breanna would kill him for him. Fifteen different lady vampires, and five human affairs that stretched for eighty years each without her knowledge. Ashareth had been deceiving her for their entire marriage. And she had been clueless. Until Now.
Breanna had had five six month long flings, which she ended quickly.
He had not paid her a quarter of the same respect.
Who she thought was a nearly completely faithful mate was now revealed flat as a traitor.
She was in love with Jacob Black this time- and she was full and ready to change him and make him her lifelong companion, to replace Ashareth.
Linada was only five feet from him now.
It was time to make Ashareth pay.
No one ever replaced Breanna, even for a moment, in their affections.
Including her husband.
Whom she didn't even love.
Which was why she was so eager to kill him.
Linada was a breadth away.
Breanna continued to talk, never daring to leave his eyes again.
Edward kissed Bella lovingly, the same desperation in his lips that she knew meant he was afraid. For all of them. He disappeared into the building, ready to rescue the one person he hated most, and the one thing that Bella had given up, knowing it would hurt him.
"You're insane!" Sara cried.
"I'm practical," Gertrude snapped.
"Do you have ANY idea what this would mean for me?"
"So Breanna would give you a little trouble at first," The old lady shrugged.
"I'd be dead before midnight." She hesitated, "I don't even know if I'm in love with him!"
Gertrude's face softened. "Of course you are, honey. Everyone can see it in your face whenever you're around eachother. I wouldn't deny it now, if I were you."
She turned her face away. "I know. But…I am so afriad, and I know someone is going to die in this mess."
She waited. Breanna nodded slowly. Linada sprung.