"You have to go back sometime you know? And I know they won't be mad, they know you didn't mean to do it. Emmett doesn't hate you." Alice said as she stood up. "I'd appreciate it if you would try one more time for me. And if it doesn't work out…. we were fine by ourselves." She added emanating sadness.
I stood up, knowing she would get me back to their house one way or another. I also didn't want to disappoint her any more than I already had.
Suddenly I was on the ground, on my back with Alice darting away. I jumped up and ran after her. I could have easily caught up to her but she enjoyed winning, and I was in no hurry to face the coven leader.
All too soon the house, or maybe a more appropriate word was mansion, loomed out of the mist that had gathered as we ran. From the emotions in the house I determined that only Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett remained. It was judgment time and I knew what to expect from an angry coven leader, but Carlisle was strangely calm, and I had no idea what he could've decided to do.
Alice took my hand and led me into the house and as soon as we had entered Emmett was apologizing for everything, scaring me, provoking me, chasing me away, even though it wasn't his fault, and pleading for a second chance.
Carlisle cleared his throat, an unnecessary move, and Emmett and I turned to face him. Emmett nodded and quietly left. Alice gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before following him. Now I was alone with a possibly angry patriarch and his mate. I didn't feel any anger coming off of them, but if they cared about their family at all they should be pissed.
Esme looked nervously between Carlisle and I before he spoke up. "We're not angry we just want to understand."
"He startled me. It was never my intention to-"
"We know. Edward read your mind before you ran out. We wanted to know why you felt the need to protect yourself."
Carlisle obviously knew nothing of the southern wars. He looked as if he had never been in or even seen a fight before. How could he understand what I went through? In the few days I knew him he was obviously a pacifist and I would rather attack first and ask questions later.
"You don't have to tell us if you don't want to. We were just wondering. We understand if you'd rather not tell us." Esme whispered.
She was in pain just thinking about what I could have gone through. This woman, who I had met just a few days ago and had attacked her son, was worried about my well-being. She was just as compassionate as her mate. Motherly was probably a better word, it felt nice having someone besides Alice truly care about me.
But I was still wondering what kind of punishment I would be receiving. I looked at Carlisle waiting to see what he would do next.
A/N: When I first started writing this my intention was to have an update once a week, but school got in the way and I didn't have much time to write. I'm hoping to upload several chapters before summer ends because I have a feeling I'll stop once school starts up again. Thank you so much for bearing with me and I hope this story can live up to everyone's expectations. :)