DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight :P
A/N Thanks again to the guys who reviewed! You rock. And I know have a Beta reader, which really rocks, so thanks a billion to her :-)
And just saying, if you don't like my story – Don't read it! Kay?
And WOW! I totally owe this chapter, and most future chapters, To Heather, you have great ideas! x
Chapter 8
Bellas POV:
I couldn't believe how fast Iona could run! I was still only a few months old, so could still run pretty fast, even for a vampire. But Iona. WOW! Seth couldn't even keep up with her most of the time!
We were deep into the forest when I first smelt an elk. Iona stopped a few hundred yards in front of me and ran back towards me. Her face scrunched up in disgust. "What is that smell?" she whispered, not loud enough for the animals to hear and get scared off. I laughed silently.
"That is elk, and it's what we're hunting today." Her jaw dropped, clearly disappointed. "It's okay, they taste better than they smell, I promise." Seth was standing a few feet away from us, in his human form now, and he smiled reassuringly.
Iona let her senses take over, and sprinted silently towards the small group of elk about half a mile away. Seth was about to follow her but I grabbed his arm. He looked at me, confused. "Look, you don't want to go near her when she's hunting. You have blood too you know, and you don't want to get hurt. Go back to the house." He nodded in agreement and ran past me, towards the edge of the forest.
Then I smelt it. Human. No, werewolf? No, definitely human. Too sweet to be a werewolf, but the smell was mixed. Then it hit me. Iona. She would follow the scent. I ran in the direction that she had ran a few seconds ago, but it was hopeless. I reached the dead elk too late. She had left it, too intent on the other smell. I ran after her anyway, knowing that it was pointless. She was fast, even for a newborn, and I was a few months old now. Slower.
The scent was less than a mile away now. Strong. And appetizing. . . . No! I shook my head, erasing those thoughts. I was going to try and save this person, not help someone finish them off. . . . .
Would she be there by now? Probably. Would she be. . . . .attacking? God, I hoped not. If I smelt the blood, I might not be able to resist. . . .
Then I saw her. Iona. She was circling. Around a girl. Oh. That's what was confusing the scent. She was human, but she was. . . . . Another imprintee?!?!?!
Lol, okay, teeny tiny chapter *not even 500 words* I know, but I wanted to get the cliff hanger in there, and im uploading again tonight or tomorrow anyway, okay! X
And I know this sounds like BD, but the outcome is different, okay x!
Failcullen, Over and Out :P
