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Chapter 13

F POV

"Ok so are we not supposed to comment on the fact that Felix smells like…oh ok no. So, let's get down to business" Alec said, trying to ignore my growl and heated glare. The last thing I wanted was for Bella to hear his comments and be even more reserved. This morning had not been how I'd expected things to go in the very best of ways. My mouth watered remember her taste and the way her lithe body writhed underneath and above me. I shook myself mentally, game time.

Demetri sighed, smacking our coven mate on the head as he walked over to sit beside him on the couch, facing where I was lounging in the arm chair.

Jane must've briefed them on what we found, otherwise Alec would already be pestering me with details.

"We need some sort of plan" I jumped in, "we need to find a way to lour her out enough to have her cornered."

Alec raised his hand, I tried to suppress an eye roll, but truth be told he was one of our top strategists. I nodded at him.

"Okay, hear me out, we know the Red Bitch is after B, so what if we loured her out with some clothes or belongings of Bella's—" he started, and Jane continued, perching on the arm rest beside him, "I could wear Bella's clothes out somewhere near Port Angeles and drive her truck around between P.A. and Forks to see if she bites."

I looked over at Demetri to see him deep in thought, "Dem?" I hedged.

"It's not enough" he said slowly, "I think we'll need a little something extra…like if we could get some of her blood on something—"

"Absolutely not" my voice rang out, cold and unwavering. My mate would not be spilling any blood.

"I understand, really, I do, but if we're not careful and don't get this right on the first try, she'll be expecting us at every turn and will be even more difficult to track down, even once I've got her signature. We don't even have to break her skin, just ask the good doctor to draw some blood, then use the vial to bloody up some clothes in the truck to attract the she demon." He surmised.

I pinched my nose, head tilted back. Even though we couldn't get headaches I swore all this stress was getting to me. "Fine. But none of this gets done off my watch. If my mate's to be alone with a Cullen, I'm there, in the room, watching their every move."

"I wouldn't want you to be anywhere else" came the voice of my mate, settling over my nerves like a warm blanket. She walked over and hopped onto my lap, my arms snaking around her waist and pulling her up close as I inhaled her calming scent.

Tristan had brought a kitchen chair in and was sitting on it beside Jane by the couch. I looked back at my mate, eyes searching as I snapped open my phone and reluctantly dialed one of the last covens I wanted to deal with.

"Felix Volturi, to what do I owe this pleasure?" Carlisle Cullen's voice came through the phone which I'd put on speaker for the humans' benefits.

"Need a favour. No questions asked. No more Cullens than necessary. I will come alone with Bella. Bring medical supplies including a large syringe," Bella cringed, "medium syringe" I corrected, "we'll see you in one hour two blocks from the diner." At his confirmation, I hung up the phone, giving Bella a squeeze in comfort. I didn't like this plan, but I needed it to work.

We talked through a timeline, Bella said Charlie would probably be fishing again the weekend after next because the weather was getting warmer now so we decided then would be the best time to put things in motion. We'd keep the blood in the fridge at the cabin to be sure Charlie didn't come across it. I had no worries about storing blood around my coven, seeing as we hunted humans on a regular basis, it was much easier to resist and even ignore the smell of human blood when needed.

When it was time to get going, Bella changed into a short sleeve T-shirt, tossing a coat over top before tugging on her shoes and trudging out to her truck. I watched her as she drove, eyes memorising every detail in her face, taking in her semi-relaxed expression; I could feel a little anxiety coming off her, no doubt thinking about the needle. I reached out and ran a hand behind her neck, hoping the coolness of my skin could help calm her nerves a little.

She smiled softly in response, leaning her head back a little, lips parting in a sigh as some of her tension eased away. Too soon, she was pulling the truck over behind Carlisle's Mercedes. I got out first, pulling down the tailgate and plopping my mate on top, trying not to think of the last time I had her up here, and instead focusing on the two Cullens approaching us.

They paused at my growl, hands up in a sign of peace. "Please" called out the tiny one, "I can help, I promise. Psychic, remember?" I grunted, jerking my chin, letting her know she could join despite the fact that I hadn't eased up my growl.

Carlisle came around, "Alice saw what you were going to ask of me. Luckily Edward was out hunting, otherwise I'm sure he would've had words…" he trailed off as my eyes narrowed.

"He has no words, no say anymore. Bella is my mate." My tone offered no room for argument, and though the doctor's eyes widened in shock, he nodded his head and begun setting up.

"Bella, dear, please take out your non-dominant arm, you can leave the other one covered in case you get cold, this will take a couple minutes so that you don't get light-headed from the blood loss." He instructed calmly and carefully, eyes always shifting between my mate and I as he worked.

Bella did as he said, pulling her left arm free. Then, she reached out with her right hand and tugged on my sleeve. The two Cullens watched, unable to hide their shock, as my tiny mate wordlessly instructed the head of the guard of the most powerful coven in existence without so much as batting an eye. I came to her willingly, brushing a kiss on her upturned lips, allowing her to burrow her face into my chest as Carlisle resumed his task and wiped down her arm with disinfectant before reaching for the needle.

Her fingers wrapped around my hand, and I heard her sharp intake of breath as the needle pierced her skin, even heard the low gurgling sounds her blood made as it began entering the needle.

"So," the smallest Cullen began, I assumed she'd waited to share whatever she'd seen so she could distract Bella. I wanted to be grateful, but this family owed my mate a heck of a lot more than some shitty apologies. "One thing you need to know about Victoria is that she has a gift," now that caught my attention, I nodded to her to continue, "she has the gift of evasion, so escaping is her thing, making her very difficult to get to." She grimaced, looking off in the distance.

"Will our plan work?" I questioned.

"I can't tell. I keep seeing Jane driving Bella's truck right at Victoria, but that can still change. A lot can happen in two weeks, Victoria is constantly changing her mind to avoid my visions, so catching her off guard is definitely key." She paused looking at me then over at Bella whose face was still hidden in my shirt.

"You know, our family would really like to help. After, it is our fault Victoria is vengeful and hell bent on getting to Bella. We don't even really have to work together, just give us some sort of side task or area to guard." She supplied hopefully.

I was seriously contemplating it when Bella let out a whimper, causing my attention to snap towards the doctor, a loud growl emanating from my chest as I watched him finish removing the full needle. "I'm fine, Felix, just sleepy and achy," she mumbled, hand that was grasping mine now loosening.

I stored the needle in a case, noticing Alice had stopped breathing. I held back the eye roll denying your nature only gets you so far. "I'll be in touch," I nodded my thanks to the doctor before putting the case in the cab of the truck with my mate cradled in my other arm. Gently lowering her into her seat, I slid into the driver's side and started up the beast, pulling away and driving us home.

Arriving home, I tossed the case to Dem who took it back to the cabin. Jane had left with Tristan and Alec was already waiting at the house.

"So? "He questioned, looking at Bella draped over my arms with a slight pucker in his brow, worrying over his new coven mate.

"Cullens want to help. As of now plan should work, but things are subject to change. Red Bitch has a gift for escaping so we only have one good shot at this." I said, sharing a look with Alec before heading upstairs with my mate.

I laid her down on her bed and curled around her, thinking about what the pixie said as I stroked her hair back from her face. I would keep her safe, we'd get Victoria, I couldn't wait to tear that bitch apart with my bare hands.

BPOV

Everything passed by in a blur the following two weeks, I went to school during the day, did my midterms, spent the evenings having dinner with Charlie and doing homework with Jane and Tristan. I was a little slow the first couple days after having my blood taken but was back to normal by Friday. I spent my nights wrapped around Felix; we'd fooled around a little but nothing like the day I stayed home from school. I still had my mission on my mind, but I'd been so run down lately I never had time to put my plan into action.

It was lunch time on Friday, I was sitting with Jane, Tristan, Jess, Angela, and Lauren. Lauren and I weren't very close, but she was my best shot at getting advice about the male anatomy without having to use Google and definitely getting caught.

I cleared my throat, shuffling my chair closer to her, "Hey Lauren?" I asked, continuing at the lift of one sculpted brow, "I was wondering if you could give me some guy advice" I hedged.

"Ooooh Bella of course, you've come to the master" she flipped some blond curls over her shoulder and scooted closer to me. "What can I help you with?" she asked, eyes twinkling with mischief and delight.

I hesitated, knowing sensitive ears may be close by so I wrote down some questions on my notebook and slid it across to her. Her eyes went wide and she grinned at me, "oh girl I got you! Hold on, I'll borrow this notebook and give it back to you after next period, I've got a lot of tips to give you" she winked and snatched up the book, gathering her stuff as the warning bell went off.

Jane gave me a look as we walked to our next class together, "What?" I shrugged, "I can't talk to you about this stuff, he might find out." She rolled her eyes but relented.

I tapped my pen against my book, trying to pay attention to my teacher when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I slowly pulled it out, careful to keep it out of eyesight so it didn't get confiscated.

Advice for?

I tried to school my features. I wasn't sure if he could see me sat by the window even though I was on the second floor of the school. I knew if he could see my blush the jig would be up. I decided to try and divert his attention.

Trying to be nice. She's had a hard week.

Seemed like a good enough excuse, I'm a nice person so it seemed like the safest route to take.

It must've worked, because I didn't hear from him again. After the bell rang, I met up with Lauren who handed me my notebook with a sly grin, "You can thank me later" with that she winked and walked off towards her last class. I spent next last period reading over her notes, trying like hell to simultaneously not blush and memorize the ridiculously descriptive advice she'd given me. I knew the notebook had to be left behind, or worse, destroyed.

When the final bell rang, I made sure to leave the notebook in my locker, tucked away safely and locked up. When Jane and Tristan met up with me by the front doors, Jane was smirking. I rolled my eyes, linking arms with her. "Come on, J, let's go." Charlie would be gone by the time I came home, returning Sunday just like two weeks ago. I assured him it was okay that he kept up his old fishing routine with his buddies. Tonight, we'd be strategizing and convening with the Cullens, and tomorrow was the day the guard would catch Victoria.

I pulled into the driveway and checked my phone.

Cabin.

I shrugged, showing the text to Jane who just shooed me off. I'd never actually walked to the cabin, I knew Felix would meet me in the backyard as usual to bring me there, so I slung my bag onto my back and practically skipped around to the back of the house.

I couldn't help my grin when I saw him leaning against the back porch, skin shimmering lightly from the bit of sunshine that was peeking out. My fingers danced along his collarbone, tracing invisible patterns before I reached up, meeting him in the middle, looping my arms around his stone neck while he scooped me up and dashed off to the cabin.

We'd spent a little time here on the weekend, I'd called the pack a couple times to update them on tomorrow's plan. They weren't too happy the Cullens were also involved but seeing as none of it was going down on their land there wasn't much they could say. Jake offered to help but Felix shot them down, "No time to teach tricks" my mate had helpfully grunted in response which caused it's own problems. It took me almost half an hour to calm Jake down and convince him not to come storming into Charlie's house.

I'd even called Alice once to thank her for offering to help, she reminded me that had it not been for their family I wouldn't have a psychotic undead bitch hunting me, and she wasn't wrong so I didn't argue. I did however argue when she passed the phone to Edward who gave nothing but apologies to the point where I caved and told him we were cool, I just didn't want him hanging around me anymore aside from helping with Victoria if we ended up needing it. Felix wasn't very happy about that, but I liked to think of it as payback for provoking Jake.

That was last weekend, now I tried to keep my nerves at bay as I glanced towards the fridge that had been a host to a large—medium vial of my blood for the past two weeks. Felix pulled me into his lap, purr already rumbling through his chest. "No need to fret, everything will be okay tomorrow. Don't forget, you have the all mighty head of the guard on your side" he finished with a wink and a self-satisfied grin.

"Oh yeah?" I asked, "And this mighty guard, where is he?" I smirked at his annoyed expression. I'd been learning a lot about my mate the past two weeks; he was a cocky fucker for one. In his defense it was well-earned, but it didn't mean I wouldn't take every chance I could poking fun at his giant ego. I also learned that he really, really likes the feel of my nails scratching along his skin. Probably my favourite thing though was that he didn't know how to cook modern human food, not a clue. But once he'd met me and found out what I was to him, he'd spent nights researching and watching how-to videos so he could cook for me. I swore I'd never tell anyone his secret and he hinted at not reminding me about it should I forget the little fun fact during my change. That earned him a swat which made me even more annoyed as I cradled my stinging hand to my chest.

"He's sitting here, waiting for a thank you Felix for the delicious mushroom ravioli you made me" he said, crossing his arms as the familiar aroma finally registered in my slow human brain.

"You didn't?!" I exclaimed, jumping up and running over to the kitchen to inspect the plate of cooling pasta. I'd mentioned to him off hand that it was one of my favourite dishes my Nonna had made for me as a kid before she passed away. "Did you make the ravioli yourself?" I asked in disbelief, trying to imagine the large man in front of me delicately shaping and filling the small ravioli squares before cooking them.

He shrugged, and if he were human, I'm pretty sure Felix Volturi would be blushing right about now. I squealed and leaped up on one of the kitchen chairs to plant kisses all over his face before getting down and shucking my jacket, grabbing a fork, and sitting down to dig into the delicious smelling meal.

The flavours hit my tongue and I couldn't hold back my moan of approval, "My god Felix, it's sooo good. Honestly, how'd you get so good this at this?" I hummed around another bite, looking up to see my ever imposing mate stood frozen, watching me eat with dark eyes. I pretended not to notice his shift in attention and continued eating, soon forgetting all about his bedroom eyes while his ravioli stole the show and all my focus.

Before I knew it, I'd scooped up the last bite, groaning as the flavours swirled around on my tongue. Patting my stomach – a habit I'd picked up from Charlie lately – I stood and washed up my dishes, before drying and putting them away.

Turning back to Felix, I noticed he was now leaning against the back of the couch, dark eyes still fixed on me. "Sooooo got any plans?" I asked, suddenly nervous even though I was the one running around for advice about how to handle my man today.

"Hmmm no, no plans kitten. You got any?" he quirked an eyebrow, smirk peeking out.

I decided to play coy, a nice mix between the shyness I was really feeling with a little bit of brazenness that came with the rush of knowing I was about to hopefully relax the hulking man in front of me. I fiddled with a strap on my bag by the couch, "I may have some plans but I thought they could wait until…later." I hinted. I didn't want Demetri or worse, Alec, coming by, or I don't think I'd ever be able to do anything intimate ever again.

He prowled forwards, arms sliding around my waist, "Now seems pretty late already…sun's setting soon and we're alone." Oh. Oh. Okay, Bella you got this just…

I think he could sense my trepidation, his gaze softened slightly into a look only I ever got to see. "Hey" he prompted, "it's just us, no pressure, no expectations. I just want you close." He admitted, brushing my hair to one side so he could run his nose up my neck on the other side.

"I want—I want to try something" I said once he'd pulled back a little to look at me again. He smiled, a real smile, not a smirk or a leer. A soft, indulgent one that seemed almost innocent compared to the ideas I had rolling around in my head thanks to Lauren's dirty mind.

"Okay, kitten, what do you need me to do?" he asked, stepping back a little, arms spread in invitation.

I contemplated the easiest and most comfortable spot to do this, Okay Bella, let's go. Big girl panties on, show your man what you can do. I pointed to the bed, not exactly the sexy way I'd planned on doing this. I took a deep breath then squared my shoulders He's my mate, I got this.

"I'd like you on the bed, hands under your hips—no touching. Oh and definitely no shirt either." I said, grinning.

"He bit his lip, a habit I'd probably given him, and slowly walked backwards towards the big king sized bed, long arms dragging his body up the bed until he was in the center of it. Grabbing the back of his shirt, he slowly pulled it over his head, making my mouth go dry. I'd seen him shirtless quite a few times now, but usually it was at night and I could just feel, not see the perfection that is my mate sans shirt.

He smirked back at me, slipping off his boots and socks, shifting his arms behind his back so his hands came down to rest under his hips. His neck and head were propped up by the pillows, so he could still meet my gaze laying down.

I gulped, going over Lauren's instructions in my head. I hastily slipped off my own socks, turning to shut and lock the door, smiling impishly at his quirked brow when I turned back to the bed. I bit my lip, unbuttoning and pulling my jeans off, then crossing my arms and slowly peeling my shirt off. My cheeks were burning as I tried to maintain my bold headspace, walking to the bed and climbing on it, crawling up his body until I could straddle the tops of his thighs, feeling the muscles flex under me.

"I like this plan" his voice rumbled, eyes dark again like earlier in the kitchen. I took a breath, don't be pathetic, it's not a big deal, and let it out. I got this. I ran my hands up his chest, feeling his cool abs contract under my warm touch I leaned down to his ear, "this is only the beginning amore mio" I breathed, trying not to moan at his answering growl that was filled with desire and dark promises. I stuck to my guns, sliding back up his body. Lauren said this was most effective when done half dressed for the 'full show' so hopefully if I fumbled a lot, he'd be too distracted staring at the thong Alice had texted me to wear this morning. God bless her soul. Maybe I should give her another chance…focus Bella.

My hands snaked down to his belt buckle, its clunking and our breathing the only sounds in the room as I got it undone and pulled down his fly. I tucked my fingers inside the waistband of his pants, then thought better of it, locking eyes with him, I tucked my fingers into the band of his briefs, seeing his eyes widen slightly as I grasped and dragged both articles of clothing down his body. He lifted his hips to aid my mission, hissing out a breath when he sprang free.

I slid my gaze down and- oh shit. That was going to go inside me? How the—cold fingers raising my chin stopped my internal mini freak out. "Although your reaction is incredibly flattering, don't forget you were made for me. It will be okay, when the time comes" he smirked, pressing a quick and searing kiss to my lips before laying back down.

I nodded, biting my lip as I looked back down at him; long, thick, and smooth looking. The same pale colour as the rest of his body. I tossed my hair back and leaned down, hearing him groan as he watched me. His reactions empowered me, along with my earlier study notes. I reached out and grasped him in both hands, enjoy the way his muscles tensed, and he hissed again.

I gave it a few experimental strokes, noting the way his hips lifted a little on my down stroke. I knew he was straining to give me time to figure things out on my own. But I didn't want time, I wanted to make my mate feel good. "Talk" I commanded him.

"Fuck. Wrap your hands tighter and rotate them—yeah just like that baby." His head fell back into the pillows again as I sped my hands up, hooded red eyes fixed hungrily on me. I watched as a pale liquid came out of the tip and swiped at it with a finger. By his growl I knew it was the right move and I couldn't help but wonder what it would taste like. Lauren said it tasted kind of gross, but so far every part of this man I'd tasted was good. With that in mind, I brought my fore finger up to my mouth and sucked it into my mouth, tasting his slightly tangy but musky flavour. Two things happened as I pulled my finger from my mouth with a pop: I decided I did in fact like the way he tasted, and Felix's whole body stiffened, emitted a low growled "Jesus".

I leaned forward, and ran my tongue up his length, swirling it around the tip and flicking over the small slit at the top. His hands clenched, raising his hips slightly, pushing his tip into my mouth. Decided to just go with it, I remembered the notes saying to relax my throat and breathe out of my nose. Opening my mouth wide, I slowly started taking him in, suckling as I bobbed my head up so it'd be wetter on the way down. Before long, I was moving my mouth in time with one of my hands, rotating the way he'd urged earlier. I used the other to brace myself and even arched my back to throw in a little ass wiggle while I was at it. He groaned beneath me, "Yes, so warm, so good." He encouraged, causing me to hum in content which seemed to set him off even more, "fuck, I'm close, Bella I'm—" I doubled down on my efforts, deciding I wanted to give him this, even if Lauren advised against swallowing. I wasn't Lauren. With a loud growl that almost sounded like a roar, he filled my mouth, and I swallowed it all, not finding any disgust all in the act or taste. I slipped him out of my mouth, running my tongue over the already hard again head before sitting up, wiping my mouth on the back of my arm and giggling as I grinned down at my blissed-out mate.

"Cmere" he murmured. I scrunched my nose, moving to get up and rinse my mouth out for him. "Don't care, get over here," he grunted, and used his gift to get me plastered up against him so his hands could freely roam my skin and his lips could fuse with mine. The fact that his tongue, now pushing into my mouth, was tasting himself and he was anything but bothered, turned me on more than I thought it would.

I groaned, absently grinding my hips down on his hard on. His hand slipped down between us, fingers pushing my thong aside to run up my slit and causing him to gran as they slid through the wetness that had built up there during my 'plan'. "Go with me" he muttered and I didn't know what he meant until his hands cupped my hips and he started grinding my center against his hardness, hitting just the right spot to have me gasping. I hadn't realized just how wound up the blow job had gotten me, and the second he brushed over my clit I could feel my orgasm building.

"Oh god" I gasped, raking my nails down his chest causing him to moan as his lips and tongue travelled down my neck.

"That's right baby," he crooned, his dark delicious tones stoking the fire burning in my belly, "come on" he urged, thrusting up a little more sharply, hitting that spot every time before he changed tactics and dragged my hips in another direction, causing him to nudge my entrance through the flimsy fabric of my underwear, hitting my bundle of nerves on the way up. I whimpered, and leaned down, biting his stone cold neck as hard as I dared as my orgasm rocked through me, setting off his own release which coated both our stomachs.

He scooped me up without a word, walking over to the shower and turning it on. As the water heated up, he unclasped my bra and peeled off my panties. I tried not to slump over, insecurities setting in now that the adrenaline from my aroused state had worn off. He chuckled, causing me to glance up into his soft gaze. He cupped my face, looking at me so tenderly I couldn't believe this was the same man I'd met all those weeks ago. "Perfect." He said it softly, but in a tone that held such finality I almost believed it.

He tugged my hand, and I followed him into the shower, basking in its heat, noticing he'd installed two freaking shower heads. But this way actually worked better because we could both stand under the spray without shuffling around like we'd have to do in Charlie's bathroom. I almost let out my own purr when I felt his fingers, warmed from the hot shower, massaging shampoo into my scalp. I blindly reached for the soap and squirted some into my palms, making a lather and running them all over his body. There was something so intimate about washing each other, maybe it had to do with baser instincts or hormones. I reached up, and he smirked lifting me up and handing me his shampoo, sighing as I rubbed it in, nails scratching along his scalp. When I was finished, I tried to make a mohawk with his hair but it was too short, so I settled for a quick kiss to his head as he lowered me back down.

As soon as I'd stepped out, Felix had me wrapped in a big fluffy towel and was securing one around his waist as I started pushing open the bathroom door.

"Smells…half good half gross in here" I heard Alec's voice but couldn't see anything past my mate's broad back as he protectively shielded me from the other vampire's eyes, darting ahead so quickly I couldn't even register the movement.

"Out." Felix said, "I won't break the door I made with your stupid ass." He clarified in case Alec was wondering why he wasn't already soaring through the air and out the door.

I heard a sigh then the door open and shut. I placed my palm flat in the middle of Felix's back and leaned forward, softly kissing him. He relaxed marginally, tossing me over his shoulder and striding into the bedroom, dropping me on the bed. I was too happy to care about Alec's interruption. I knew our reality; tomorrow was looming over our heads and every moment we had alone was precious.

Felix deposited a pair of my leggings and one of his shirts in my hands. The shirt was soft and smelled like him, making me grin and wiggle my feet where they dangled over the bed. He chuckled and kissed me, dropping his own towel to get dressed. I paused, openly gaping at his physique. Yeah I'd seen all of him on the bed and in the shower, but it was much easier to scrutinize him from this angle. He grinned back lecherously having caught me. Feeling more confident after our time in the shower, I slide off the bed and dropped my own towel, turning away from him to grab his shirt off the bed. I heard him groan and turned as I tugged the shirt over my head to be swept up in a demanding kiss. I moaned, twisting my fingers into his hair before he pulled back with a groan of disappointment this time.

"Alec is threatening to come back inside if we don't stop 'canoodling'." He looked put out, only grinning wolfishly at me when I giggled at his mood swings.

"Can't have him ogling your goods" I stated, tossing shirt he'd left on the bed for himself at his chest. He caught it, laughing this time.

"Alec is complaining about how he wasn't ogling me" he countered, now fully dressed.

"I donno Alec" I started as I finished pulling on my leggings over the pink thong Felix had shot across the room like a sling shot. "You saw my mate's chest and then practically insisted on staying in the cabin." I teased, snickering as we walked out into the living area to see the disgruntled vampire trying to look menacing while the rocking chair he was sitting on continued to tip back and forth.

"Whatever" he muttered, turning his attention to his superior, "Dem, Jane, and Jane's mate will be here shortly. As much as I don't want to, I agree that we should involve the Cullens. We can't take any chances, and the seer is going to be very helpful. Maybe even the mind reader…" he trailed off at Felix's growl.

"Long as he minds his own business" Felix finished, settling me in his lap on the couch.

"Damn straight, Lil B is one of us now," Demi added, coming through the door with Jane and Tristan following behind.

I smiled at them both, grasping hands with Jane, giving hers a little squeeze before Felix spoke up again.

"Alright, let's get this over with." He dialed what I assumed was Carlisle's number again, putting the phone on speaker, and setting it on the coffee table in the center.

"Felix, hello" he greeted pleasantly, but I could hear the slight edge to his tone; he knew what this call was about.

"Carlisle," he responded, "are the rest of your coven listening?"

"Yes, my family's all here." I noticed Alec roll his eyes at the response and stifled a giggle.

"We'd like to discuss your potential involvement in our plans tomorrow. Seer, any changes?"

"She's made around twenty—no tomorrow it'll be twenty-three newborns. Some are weeks old, some days old. I believe they would come at night if you don't lour them out during the day, but it's difficult to know for sure unless you change your mind."

"If I may," I heard Jasper's voice drawl over the line, "newborns often fight in packs, leaving older vampires or sires to go after what they really want. In this case that would Bella."

"Bella will not be close by." My mate answered back, posture stiff.

"That's good" Jasper conceded.

"Your mate and the blond woman, can they fight at all?" Felix asked Carlisle.

"Is he serious? Do you think we're—"

"Yes or no" Felix cut off Rosalie's indignant rant, I could practically feel his patience wearing out.

"Yes, we can" came Esme's soft voice.

"Excellent, you will leave in the morning for Olympia with the big one. You will be taking precious cargo, do not fail."

"We're taking Belly?" I cringed a little at the nickname but still smiled sadly at Emmett's enthusiasm.

"No. Different human, same importance." I could see Jane tense in the corner of my eye, but this would be best for Tristan; no one was after him and no one knew about him or his connection to Jane.

"Okay" Carlisle agreed, "the rest of us?"

"Seer, mind reader, and emo will come with us. You will be on standby in case we need a doctor or a dog whisperer."

"Got it", he sighed before adding, "after all this I'd like us to all meet and perhaps come to a better understanding. This is after all our territory, and we are to be shown more respect. I've been letting it slide due to our mistreatment of Isabella, but once this is over we'd like for all human drinkers to find their own area to reside in."

Felix quirked one brow, smirk coming out, "noted" he said, though from his tone it sounded as if he were indulging a child, not a centuries old coven leader.

"Olympia leaves eight in the morning from Charlie's. Gifted vampires to the old route seven, ten miles out from Port Angeles at two in the afternoon." He ended the call, not bothering for pleasantries.

He turned and buried his face in my hair, inhaling before addressing his coven mates, "Alec and Dem will be with Bella. Me, Jane, and the Cullens will deal with the bitch. Tristan will go to Olympia in the morning," his gaze cut over to Jane and her mate, "it's more than enough protection, and this way he'll be completely out of the danger equation so you can focus." Jane nodded, looking relieved.

"Everyone out." He stated, standing up with me in his arms and carrying me into the room, kicking the door closed. He stripped us both of our clothes before turning up the heat, pulling up all the blankets and curling his body around mine.

I burrowed into his chest, clutching at him, trying to use his big frame to shield us from the dangers awaiting. He started purring, hands rubbing down my back, the skin-to-skin contact adding an extra layer of comfort to my frazzled nerves. "I love you" I whispered into the dark. He nudged me back, claiming my lips in a slow and tender kiss.

"None of that, kitten" he murmured, "tomorrow is just another day. Sleep." He urged, fingers running through my hair, slowly lulling me into a fitful sleep.

Despite knowing the odds were stacked in our favour, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming, something we weren't expecting.

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Little cliff hanger here, what do we think is going to happen? R&R 3