Chapter 4, Kellan.
As I swished in and out of the tree's, I felt the breeze flow behind me. Nothing better after an afternoon of passion than to chase after another tasty meal, I thought to myself. Slowing down I listened to the forest, hoping to hear something to eat moving. I soon heard a rustling in the tree's a few yards away. It sounded heavier than the usual local animals, but heavier than a human. I grinned, and silently set on the prowl.
As I neared, I finally picked up the scent. I growled in disgust, and turned on my heels.
I'll have go home and tell the others, I thought.
Soon as I got to the house, I saw Dave reading some book on the couch. He had that smug look on his face when he looked up to me. Smirking, I thought about how much fun I'd had with Emilia before, and saw his smile fade.
"Where's Emilia?" I asked. Davey shrugged and pointed up the stairs. Seconds later, my wife appeared at the top of the stairs. I smiled as I looked up at my dark haired goddess. She glided down the stairs, and stopped by my side, kissing my cheek.
"Find something to eat?" She asked, whispering her sweet English accent into my ear.
I shook my head, and groaned, sitting her on my lap.
"I was out in the forest hunting, Only I came across something I wasn't expecting. It seems Forks still inhabits certain half breeds, Carlisle was wrong."
I noticed Ems nose turn up, and both her and Dave moaned "Dogs!" in disgust. Nodding, I placed my arms tighter around Ems.
Ems had more reason than us to hate the werewolves, or dogs as we named them. Back when Emilia was a relatively newborn, Carlisle, Emilia, Edward and another newborn female had came to Forks. The other female had been a caramel haired woman named Esme, she was created and had fallen in love with Carlisle, and became a mother figure to Emilia and Edward.
Before the treaty, Esme had been hunting and launched at a werewolf in the area. Within seconds, Esme had been surrounded and destroyed by the werewolves. Despite his grief, Carlisle had arranged a treaty with the tribe, the Quileute. The Cullens would never turn a human vampire on the plains of Forks, and never hunt on La Push, whilst the werewolves would leave us be. The Cullen's left not long after that, and were lead to believe the "werewolf" gene would die out with the old Quileute tribe. Now we had proof this was not the case. Kissing Emilia's hair, I gave her a lingering hug,
"We'll be ok Ems, Its probably just a wolf..right?" Emilia hissed and fled for the bedroom.
"Well, that was a good idea, genius." Dave said, rolling his eyes. I'd have remember kick his ass one day if Emilia ever let me.
The weekend passed fairly uneventful. Emilia stayed in her room, half afraid to go hunting. Dave kept smiling his smug smile every time he saw me, and I went back to hunting, hoping to bump into the werewolf.
On the Monday, me and Dave headed to Forks high for school. It was our first day, and considering how folks of Forks had taken to us already, wasn't something was looking forward to. As we exited the car, Dave locked the car, and we swiftly brisked up the school steps and towards the main office. There was a few people in the office waiting, so I sat down and looked aimlessly at the white, dry wood painted walls. Dave stayed in the queue, whistling to himself. Eventually he got to the front, so I rose from my seat to join him. As I did, the door opened, and a gust of wind swept through the hall. Turning, I noticed a small girl enter the room. For a second I thought it was Alice, but with longer hair.
"Oi!" Dave said, punching me in the arm, "got our timetables now. Lets go." He pulled on my jumper, almost dragging me too fast.
"Notice that girl over there," I said, poking Dave in the ribs. I gestured my head to a table, where the girl from the office before was sat. Gradually catching his eyes following, we turned our voices to low whispers.
"What about her?" Dave said, turning back to his filled tray.
"Not think she looks like Alice?" Dave looked at me, obviously reading my mind. Seeing the similarities in my mind, he nodded.
"But her name is Bella, Well, Isabella Swan." I questioned whether he meant as in Chief Swan's daughter, and he nodded. We'd already encountered Chief Swan a few days ago, when we first arrived. He'd not been to happy see us running around the forests, apparently someone had reported sightings of wolves, and wanted us to be safe. After the weekend, least I understand the truth about the wolves.
Sighing I lifted my plate with one hand, and headed for the door. As we reached the tray rack, I felt a thud into my back.
"Sorry, Oh am so clumsy." I turned to see had been Bella who had bumped into me and gestured a smile to her.
"No damage done." As I breathed as humanly as possible, I got an aroma I'd not been expecting to smell at school. My jaw locked, and I ran out of the hall and school as fast as I could without breathing again.
Dave followed and reaching me, he heard my thoughts. I described her smell to him as much as I could bear.
"But how?" he asked, waiting for me answer. I just shrugged and got into the car.