Chapter Six

Temptation

Margarete's POV

After heading back to the house, I retired to the spare room Esme gratefully set up for me. It was spacious and far off from the rest of the bedrooms. I was thankful for that. A little distance helped with trying to soothe my own thoughts. I could still hear all of them, just not as loudly. Unfortunately, I could still feel then sexual tension between Edward and Bella. It seems he had promised they could find a way to express themselves physically after their wedding, but he hasn't been able to trust himself. I smiled at that. I'm not sure why. I guess, a part of me was attracted to Edward. He was handsome. Ordinary, though. To me, at least.

I have bigger things to worry about.

I need to focus. In order to focus, I really need to hunt. I walked to the largest window in the room and opened it. I glanced out of it, seeing how far of a drop it was. Moments later, I was running away from the house, in the direction of the woods.

I didn't like running. I preferred to drift. That's what I call it. Mainly because I don't really know what it is I do. I close my eyes, focus and I'm where I need to be. Aro was very envious of that. I only run when I need to hunt. It's more natural.

In less than five minutes, I was already on the trail of a family of deer. They were in my sight quickly and I lowered myself, getting ready to pounce. Focusing on my surroundings, I realized I wasn't alone. My eyes settled upon my intruder. I hissed, warning them. He growled back in return.

Emmett.

I hissed again, "Back off," I said low enough for him to hear and not scare off the deer.

"I was here first."

I rolled my eyes, "Mature."

I acted before he did. Yes, I used my gift to beat him to the meal. I had two drained before he could even react. He joined me eventually, grabbing two at once. I finished and sat back in the open field, watching him. The only time I couldn't hear another's thoughts was when they fed. They were at peace.

When he was finished, he stood back, staring at me. I kept my eyes on him, "What? I shared."

"You cheated," he replied.

I swear he was pouting. "I did not. There is no such thing as cheating when it comes to hunting. Survival of the fittest."

He scoffed, shaking his head, "I still say you cheated."

"If you could do the same, you would have done it."

He smirked, "You have a point."

"I normally do," I stood up, brushing off any dirt. I looked down at my boots, "Ugh, I should have changed. These are ruined."

He circled around me. It wasn't threatening though. He was trying to figure me out. Smelling me. I stayed still, letting him do what he needed to be comfortable. After a few minutes, he stopped in front of me, "Rosalie is threatened by you."

I nodded slowly, frowning, "I know. She's very insecure. I'm no threat to her. At least, not intentionally."

He cocked an eyebrow, "Not intentionally?"

"You're thinking about what it would be like to kiss me. To touch me. My scent is driving you insane. You could smell it before anyone even saw me. You're using all your strength to keep yourself off of me," I said calmly.

He looked away, running his fingers through his hair, "That isn't fair. Now, you're cheating."

"I'm cheating and you're thinking about it."

"Stop it."

"Stop what?" I asked with a smirk, stepping closer to him.

He stayed where he was, tempting himself, "Stop reading my thoughts. I hate when Edward does it, I don't need someone else doing it."

"If your thoughts weren't screaming right now, it would be easier to tune you out. Maybe you should relax."

I enjoyed this. Pushing people. I tried to see how far this would go, but I couldn't get a clear vision. Looks like I would be in for a surprise for once.

I took another step to him, "Yes, focus on dear, sweet Rosalie."

He growled, but didn't move, "Rosalie saved me. She made me who I am."

"And you have conflicting emotions about that, don't you?"

Another growl and before I had a chance to react, I was on my back in the middle of the field. Emmett was leaning over me. His eyes were dark, which was surprising, he had just fed. I stared up at him, wide eyed. I didn't think it would go this far. I knew he wasn't going to harm me.

"Is this what you saw in your head?" he asked, leaning his face close to mine.

"No. I couldn't see it. Any of this," I said softly.

"I think you're lying."

I could feel his breath against my lips. Animal instinct was screaming. I knew he could sense it, too. He had the upper hand this time and I racked my brain for a way to switch the rolls back. Before I even had a chance to contemplate my move, his lips were against mine.