The Writer
by Laura Spudzmom
Chapter 04
Carlisle made his way down stairs at the sound of a knock at the door. He could hear his family assembling in the living room as he answered it, struggling to contain his shock when he saw the identity of his visitors.
It was the notorious Major Whitlock and who looked to be the Chief of Police's daughter, Isabella Swan, wrapped in a midnight black Volturi cloak, unconscious in his arms.
The Major raised a brow, the sardonic smirk on his face speaking volumes. "Do you keep all your guests waiting outside your door this long or is this a special welcome reserved just for little ol' me?"
Carlisle snapped out of his shock and stepped to the side, an apology immediately leaving his lips. "Oh, please forgive me Major Whitlock. I was merely surprised. Won't you come in?"
Jasper's dirty smirk remained. "Don't mind if I do." He turned to Carlisle as he closed the door.
"Please Major, follow me into the living room. I'll introduce you to the rest of my family. Well, with the exception of my first childe who remains with the Denali Coven for the time being."
Jasper felt a spike of fear from Cullen with that statement so he thought it worth an inquiry.
"Oh? Why is that?"
Yep, Cullen was nervous for some reason.
"Oh well, you see, when we first moved here my children attended the local high school and on Isabella's first day, it was discovered that she is my first childe's singer."
Jasper growled, his red eyes darkening in an instant. Carlisle held up both hands. "He didn't hurt her at all Major!
He resisted and left here for Alaska immediately and hasn't come home since. He doesn't want to hurt her."
"If you care at all for his existence Cullen, you'll make a call and make damn sure he doesn't decide to come for a visit while I'm here."
"Let me show you to the living room and introduce you and then I'll make that call Major."
Jasper gave a sharp nod and followed Cullen into the room where his 'family' was assembled, all of them emitting varying waves of apprehension. He noticed Cullen looking at a boyish looking female vampire with a scowl and took special note of the tiny shrug accompanied by a frown that she returned.
He just barely contained a growl. He wasn't a fucking idiot and they were acting as though he was. That would not bode well for them. He wasn't one for being fucked with, manipulated, or mollified.
"Quit your bullshit Cullen. Got something to say, you say it."
Carlisle sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I was simply surprised that my daughter Alice did not get a vision of your visit."
Jasper sat, rearranging his mate into a more comfortable position before answering. "The explanation is simple. We know of her gift. I didn't make a decision to come here. I also know that you can't see around the mutts, so I stayed on the reservation until it was advantageous for me to interfere in this cluster fuck you have going here in little ol' Forks."
He pinned Carlisle with his red gaze. "Vampires stooping to form a treaty with inferior shifters? Have you lost your fuckin' mind? Do you know what Caius is gonna do when he finds out? You'll be damn lucky if he doesn't hand you your ass with a lit candle between the cheeks Cullen. I know I would if I gave two shits about governing this society of ours. For now, I'm just a mercenary. All the rest of ya can go straight to hell as far as I'm concerned."
He heard a scoff come from the pseudo-boy psychic and raised a brow in challenge. "Got something to say over there Huck Finn?"
He smirked when nothing but sounds of choked outrage came from her. "That's what I thought. Best you keep your fur hole closed while I'm here." He grinned. "Wouldn't want something untoward happenin' to ya now would we?" He studied her sour expression for a moment, deciding to get his warning out of the way up front. "Stay the fuck away from my mate too Huck. I felt your spike of interest when ya looked at her a while ago, and I don't want ya near her, got it? I don't give a fuck if she calls ya by name. Stay away."
Alice looked at Carlisle with a pleading look and Carlisle shook his head with a furrowed brow. Sighing, she looked at a smirking Major and gave a sharp nod, looking away quickly.
The Major smoothed his mates hair back as she sighed and snuggled closer to him, a light purr coming from him to soothe her. "So Carlisle, I believe that you were about to introduce me to your family?"
Carlisle cleared his throat. "Yes, forgive me. This is my wife Esme, my son Emmett and his wife Rosalie, and of course you already…."
"Yeah, I know Huck over there from her file."
Carlisle looked startled at that. "File?"
Jasper laughed. "You really think the Volturi just sit around all day staring at each other, waiting for shit to happen? You think they maintain peace and order in a damn near ungovernable society by remaining ignorant of every possible threat? This is why you better hope that Caius is in a goddamned good mood when he finds out about those shifters and your involvement with them. By the way, I had to kill two of them just to get my mate the fuck out of there today. They might come knockin' if they know where ya live. I'll warn ya now, I'll annihilate every last one of the furry fuckers if they show up causing shit. That's a promise."
He glanced around and noticed Emmett staring at him in awe. He raised a brow at him. "What is it?"
Emmett shifted around. "Well, I was just wondering how you fought off the wolves while protecting your mate? I'm assuming there was more than just the two you killed?"
"There were three others besides the two I killed. I put her in a tree, laid out across some dense branches, jumped down, kicked their asses and got the fuck out."
"Now," Jasper looked around the room at each of them, making sure he had their attention. "What I want to know is who was the fucking genius that came up with the idea to scare the fuck outta my mate by sending her messages on her computer? Don't bother lying either. I can feel it if ya do."
He pinned Emmett with a hard look, feeling the guilt coming from him. Emmett held up a hand. "I did it. Alice came to me and saw that the Volturi were thinking about sending someone to take care of the problem, so to speak, and so we thought to head that off by scaring her into deleting the story. It didn't work though. She thought it was a prank at first and then she just got scared but never removed the story. I hacked the sites she uses and deleted the files and snuck into her house to get to her computer to delete those too, but as it turns out, it was too late. You were already here. We were trying to save her life. We knew that once the Volturi got involved, she would be killed."
Emmett looked from the Major to Carlisle and back again. "I'm right aren't I? The only thing that saved her is the fact that she turned out to be your mate?"
Jasper inclined his head in assent. "Yeah, you're right. I came here to kill her. Still, you should not have involved yourself. By sending those messages, you created suspicion. What if she'd had time to involve her father? I don't care how careful you think you were, you left behind a trail that could be followed. It was a stupid thing to do, and if things had turned out differently, you would have been in a great amount of trouble."
He directed his next statement to Carlisle. "From now on, if you aren't willing to do as our laws dictate and kill the human or humans involved, then stay out of it and let the Volturi handle it. We are not known for warnings and scare tactics. We simply eliminate the problem, quickly and cleanly, with no trail left behind for the humans to follow."
He smirked at Carlisle. "As it stands now Doctor, you have a bit of a mess to clean up. Once my mate comes up missing, her father is going to turn everything upside down looking for clues. He's going to find that electronic trail that your wiz kid left behind and it's going to lead straight to your family. Have fun cleaning that up."
Carlisle looked at Emmett. "Please tell me you didn't use your home computer."
Emmett nodded looking stricken. "I did, but I didn't think things were going to get this far Carlisle! I thought she would delete the damn story and life would go on for all of us. I mean, how important can a stupid fiction story posted for free on the internet be, really? Shit! What a pain in the ass over some crappy story!"
Jasper was getting a little pissed on behalf of his mate. "Did you even read it? It was pretty damn good and came very close to reality. Too damn close. But that's not the point now. The point now is you have a mess to get out of. Don't screw it up. We'll be watching."
~o0o~
Bella's POV
~o0o~
I awoke sometime later, completely disoriented. I had no clue where I was and it was somewhat dark in the room.
I could feel that I was on a bed. A really comfortable bed, but that's all I could tell. Feeling my way toward the edge, I felt around for a bedside table and struck gold when I found the lamp. Turning the switch, I squinted and blinked a bit, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light. When they did, my breath caught. The room was lavish.
Never in my life had I been in such rich surroundings. Just where the hell was I and with who? I knew Jake hadn't brought me here. Could it be the man that fought that wolf thing? These thoughts made me remember the wound in my side and I quickly lifted the shirt I was wearing, noting that it wasn't my shirt. My side, to my astonishment, was completely healed. Shit. Just how long had I been out anyway? I sure as shit didn't feel like I had slept for days or weeks.
I needed answers and laying on this bed wasn't getting me anywhere. Time to check this place out and see if there was anyone around.
Sliding my way to the side of the bed, I stood carefully, just in case my body decided to fuck with me and pass out or something. Once I had stood there for a moment without feeling any ill effects, I made my way to a door that was across from me.
Okay. Ritzy bathroom to go with the ritzy bedroom. I shrugged. May as well use it while I'm in here.
Taking care of business, I flushed and washed up, staring at my sleep rumpled appearance in the mirror. Yeah, I looked like shit. I could certainly do with a hairbrush at the very least. Toward that end, I began searching the drawers. Bingo. Making use of my find, I nodded at myself in the mirror. At least I looked somewhat human again, and not a wild cave human. I smirked and left the room to continue on with my fact-finding mission.
I decided to forego the other door for now. What if there were a bunch of people I didn't know out there? Yeah, I'd rather not go there just yet, so I made my way to the giant window to see if I could make out anything familiar.
Sure enough, there was the Space Needle. So, Seattle it is. Now, just who the fuck brought me here? The million dollar question, and I was betting on the gorgeous blond. But why? My mind raced in a few different directions, some of them pretty fucking scary. At least he hadn't done anything while I was knocked out. I mean, I'm a virgin for fucks sake. I would notice if I wasn't any more, right? I was pretty damn sure I would. I'd always heard the first time hurt like hell and left you sore for a couple of days afterward. I paused for a moment of self reflection.
Nope, no discomfort in the nether regions, so I'm still the proud holder of my V-card.
I was brought out of my musings by the sound of the door opening, my heart taking off in a racing rhythm at the thought of just what or who I would be facing.
Sure enough, it was the gorgeous honey blond. Now to get to the why part.
I watched him as he set a large bag on the bed before looking straight at me making my breath catch. His eyes. Oh jesus, his eyes were a vivid red. Swallowing down my alarm, I laughed at myself mentally. They had to be some of those freaky contacts. Yeah, that was it. He was one of those people that liked to get attention by wearing freaky contacts. Trouble was, he looked pretty normal everywhere else. I mean, no black lipstick or nail polish, no black leather duster with the pointy collar popped, no chains. Sure, he was wearing all black, but it was all very stylish and well fitting. Nope, no Hot Topic shopping for this guy. The only curious item that I could see was a pendant that looked expensive as it was gold, covered in jewels in the shape of a big V. His gang maybe? I almost giggled at the thought of him being in a gang. Just could not picture it for the life of me. Okay, not a gang member. His family? I sighed. This was getting me nowhere and he was now standing there with a sexy brow cocked and that dirty smirk back in place, arms crossed over his chest, looking for all the world like he was waiting for me to finish my speculations. Fuck. He probably was.
Okay. Fine. Time to dive in. "Hi. Who the fuck are you and why the fuck did you bring me here?" I felt of my back pocket. "I have some pepper spray in my pocket and you're gonna get an eye full if you try anything."
He chuckled lowly. "Is that so Isabella?"
I nodded. "Yeah, so don't fuck with me 'cause the shit hurts. I should know. I sprayed myself with it once. It hurt like a bitch for hours. Sure as shit taught me to make sure the nozzle was pointing in the right direction before spraying it that's for sure."
He looked amused and I scowled at him. "I'm a fucking pro at it now so don't give me that mocking look. So, my questions? Who are you? Why'd you bring me here?"
He gave a slow nod. "All right Isabella, you seem like the straight forward type and that's good because so am I. I'm not gonna sugar coat anything either so brace yourself and don't fucking doubt what I tell you. I won't stand for stupid questions that have already been answered by the information given. Got it?"
I nodded, dread filling me for some reason. I just knew that I wasn't gonna like what he had to say to me.
"Good. My name is Major Jasper Whitlock. I work for the Volturi, the ruling class of Vampires who reside in Italy. I was sent to kill you because your story was coming too close to the truth, but no, I wasn't the stupid motherfucker that was sending you messages. The Volturi don't warn. We kill. End of story, no pun intended. I did not kill you because, as it turns out, you are my mate. That is the reason I brought you here. You will be turned when we reach Volterra."
He gestured at the bag on the bed. "These are clothes and necessities for you. Use them. We will be here for another day until the Volturi jet returns for us. This apartment is one of the many owned by the Volturi around the world. It is for our use during missions in the area. I will now answer any questions you may have as long as they are intelligent and meet the criteria set forth before this discussion began."
I walked up to him slowly and once I was in front of him, leaned over and looked around at his ass.
"What are you doing Isabella?"
I stood up straight and smirked at him. "I'm just looking to see if I can see the stick that's up your ass. Jesus! Who the fuck talks like you do anymore? I mean, besides military drill instructors?"
He smirked. "Your humor is endearing, really. Now, you'll notice I specified intelligent questions. Since it seems as though you do not have any, I'll close out our discussion with a warning. Do not try to escape. You will not make it and you could possibly injure yourself in the process. If you manage to contact any humans with a message of distress, simply know that you will be sentencing them to death. I am stronger than twenty men, I am faster than the human eye can see and I am deadly."
Ice filled my veins at his callous words. It would seem that I was trapped with no choice in this at all. I thought back to Jake, wondering if I could contact him somehow. Jake was huge and I'm sure he could take this guy.
Reaching back to casually stick my hands in my pockets, my heart dropped as I realized that my phone was missing.
"Yes, I took your phone. It had to be destroyed and discarded. You could be tracked with it and we don't want that. Anyone that finds you is dead, remember that Isabella."
I was getting pissed off now and I let him know it. "Look you asshole, I don't know what makes you think you have the right to keep me here but you don't! My friend Jake will find me and when he does, he's gonna kick your ass."
He just smirked and nodded. "Jake, the one you were hiking with earlier?"
"Yeah! He's twice your size and I can't wait to see him hand you your ass."
His gaze locked with mine and I shivered at his malicious smile. "You'll be waiting a while to see that Darlin' because your friend Jake was the wolf. The wolf that injured you. The wolf I killed."
Carlisle made his way down stairs at the sound of a knock at the door. He could hear his family assembling in the living room as he answered it, struggling to contain his shock when he saw the identity of his visitors.
It was the notorious Major Whitlock and who looked to be the Chief of Police's daughter, Isabella Swan, wrapped in a midnight black Volturi cloak, unconscious in his arms.
The Major raised a brow, the sardonic smirk on his face speaking volumes. "Do you keep all your guests waiting outside your door this long or is this a special welcome reserved just for little ol' me?"
Carlisle snapped out of his shock and stepped to the side, an apology immediately leaving his lips. "Oh, please forgive me Major Whitlock. I was merely surprised. Won't you come in?"
Jasper's dirty smirk remained. "Don't mind if I do." He turned to Carlisle as he closed the door.
"Please Major, follow me into the living room. I'll introduce you to the rest of my family. Well, with the exception of my first childe who remains with the Denali Coven for the time being."
Jasper felt a spike of fear from Cullen with that statement so he thought it worth an inquiry.
"Oh? Why is that?"
Yep, Cullen was nervous for some reason.
"Oh well, you see, when we first moved here my children attended the local high school and on Isabella's first day, it was discovered that she is my first childe's singer."
Jasper growled, his red eyes darkening in an instant. Carlisle held up both hands. "He didn't hurt her at all Major!
He resisted and left here for Alaska immediately and hasn't come home since. He doesn't want to hurt her."
"If you care at all for his existence Cullen, you'll make a call and make damn sure he doesn't decide to come for a visit while I'm here."
"Let me show you to the living room and introduce you and then I'll make that call Major."
Jasper gave a sharp nod and followed Cullen into the room where his 'family' was assembled, all of them emitting varying waves of apprehension. He noticed Cullen looking at a boyish looking female vampire with a scowl and took special note of the tiny shrug accompanied by a frown that she returned.
He just barely contained a growl. He wasn't a fucking idiot and they were acting as though he was. That would not bode well for them. He wasn't one for being fucked with, manipulated, or mollified.
"Quit your bullshit Cullen. Got something to say, you say it."
Carlisle sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I was simply surprised that my daughter Alice did not get a vision of your visit."
Jasper sat, rearranging his mate into a more comfortable position before answering. "The explanation is simple. We know of her gift. I didn't make a decision to come here. I also know that you can't see around the mutts, so I stayed on the reservation until it was advantageous for me to interfere in this cluster fuck you have going here in little ol' Forks."
He pinned Carlisle with his red gaze. "Vampires stooping to form a treaty with inferior shifters? Have you lost your fuckin' mind? Do you know what Caius is gonna do when he finds out? You'll be damn lucky if he doesn't hand you your ass with a lit candle between the cheeks Cullen. I know I would if I gave two shits about governing this society of ours. For now, I'm just a mercenary. All the rest of ya can go straight to hell as far as I'm concerned."
He heard a scoff come from the pseudo-boy psychic and raised a brow in challenge. "Got something to say over there Huck Finn?"
He smirked when nothing but sounds of choked outrage came from her. "That's what I thought. Best you keep your fur hole closed while I'm here." He grinned. "Wouldn't want something untoward happenin' to ya now would we?" He studied her sour expression for a moment, deciding to get his warning out of the way up front. "Stay the fuck away from my mate too Huck. I felt your spike of interest when ya looked at her a while ago, and I don't want ya near her, got it? I don't give a fuck if she calls ya by name. Stay away."
Alice looked at Carlisle with a pleading look and Carlisle shook his head with a furrowed brow. Sighing, she looked at a smirking Major and gave a sharp nod, looking away quickly.
The Major smoothed his mates hair back as she sighed and snuggled closer to him, a light purr coming from him to soothe her. "So Carlisle, I believe that you were about to introduce me to your family?"
Carlisle cleared his throat. "Yes, forgive me. This is my wife Esme, my son Emmett and his wife Rosalie, and of course you already…."
"Yeah, I know Huck over there from her file."
Carlisle looked startled at that. "File?"
Jasper laughed. "You really think the Volturi just sit around all day staring at each other, waiting for shit to happen? You think they maintain peace and order in a damn near ungovernable society by remaining ignorant of every possible threat? This is why you better hope that Caius is in a goddamned good mood when he finds out about those shifters and your involvement with them. By the way, I had to kill two of them just to get my mate the fuck out of there today. They might come knockin' if they know where ya live. I'll warn ya now, I'll annihilate every last one of the furry fuckers if they show up causing shit. That's a promise."
He glanced around and noticed Emmett staring at him in awe. He raised a brow at him. "What is it?"
Emmett shifted around. "Well, I was just wondering how you fought off the wolves while protecting your mate? I'm assuming there was more than just the two you killed?"
"There were three others besides the two I killed. I put her in a tree, laid out across some dense branches, jumped down, kicked their asses and got the fuck out."
"Now," Jasper looked around the room at each of them, making sure he had their attention. "What I want to know is who was the fucking genius that came up with the idea to scare the fuck outta my mate by sending her messages on her computer? Don't bother lying either. I can feel it if ya do."
He pinned Emmett with a hard look, feeling the guilt coming from him. Emmett held up a hand. "I did it. Alice came to me and saw that the Volturi were thinking about sending someone to take care of the problem, so to speak, and so we thought to head that off by scaring her into deleting the story. It didn't work though. She thought it was a prank at first and then she just got scared but never removed the story. I hacked the sites she uses and deleted the files and snuck into her house to get to her computer to delete those too, but as it turns out, it was too late. You were already here. We were trying to save her life. We knew that once the Volturi got involved, she would be killed."
Emmett looked from the Major to Carlisle and back again. "I'm right aren't I? The only thing that saved her is the fact that she turned out to be your mate?"
Jasper inclined his head in assent. "Yeah, you're right. I came here to kill her. Still, you should not have involved yourself. By sending those messages, you created suspicion. What if she'd had time to involve her father? I don't care how careful you think you were, you left behind a trail that could be followed. It was a stupid thing to do, and if things had turned out differently, you would have been in a great amount of trouble."
He directed his next statement to Carlisle. "From now on, if you aren't willing to do as our laws dictate and kill the human or humans involved, then stay out of it and let the Volturi handle it. We are not known for warnings and scare tactics. We simply eliminate the problem, quickly and cleanly, with no trail left behind for the humans to follow."
He smirked at Carlisle. "As it stands now Doctor, you have a bit of a mess to clean up. Once my mate comes up missing, her father is going to turn everything upside down looking for clues. He's going to find that electronic trail that your wiz kid left behind and it's going to lead straight to your family. Have fun cleaning that up."
Carlisle looked at Emmett. "Please tell me you didn't use your home computer."
Emmett nodded looking stricken. "I did, but I didn't think things were going to get this far Carlisle! I thought she would delete the damn story and life would go on for all of us. I mean, how important can a stupid fiction story posted for free on the internet be, really? Shit! What a pain in the ass over some crappy story!"
Jasper was getting a little pissed on behalf of his mate. "Did you even read it? It was pretty damn good and came very close to reality. Too damn close. But that's not the point now. The point now is you have a mess to get out of. Don't screw it up. We'll be watching."
~o0o~
Bella's POV
~o0o~
I awoke sometime later, completely disoriented. I had no clue where I was and it was somewhat dark in the room.
I could feel that I was on a bed. A really comfortable bed, but that's all I could tell. Feeling my way toward the edge, I felt around for a bedside table and struck gold when I found the lamp. Turning the switch, I squinted and blinked a bit, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light. When they did, my breath caught. The room was lavish.
Never in my life had I been in such rich surroundings. Just where the hell was I and with who? I knew Jake hadn't brought me here. Could it be the man that fought that wolf thing? These thoughts made me remember the wound in my side and I quickly lifted the shirt I was wearing, noting that it wasn't my shirt. My side, to my astonishment, was completely healed. Shit. Just how long had I been out anyway? I sure as shit didn't feel like I had slept for days or weeks.
I needed answers and laying on this bed wasn't getting me anywhere. Time to check this place out and see if there was anyone around.
Sliding my way to the side of the bed, I stood carefully, just in case my body decided to fuck with me and pass out or something. Once I had stood there for a moment without feeling any ill effects, I made my way to a door that was across from me.
Okay. Ritzy bathroom to go with the ritzy bedroom. I shrugged. May as well use it while I'm in here.
Taking care of business, I flushed and washed up, staring at my sleep rumpled appearance in the mirror. Yeah, I looked like shit. I could certainly do with a hairbrush at the very least. Toward that end, I began searching the drawers. Bingo. Making use of my find, I nodded at myself in the mirror. At least I looked somewhat human again, and not a wild cave human. I smirked and left the room to continue on with my fact-finding mission.
I decided to forego the other door for now. What if there were a bunch of people I didn't know out there? Yeah, I'd rather not go there just yet, so I made my way to the giant window to see if I could make out anything familiar.
Sure enough, there was the Space Needle. So, Seattle it is. Now, just who the fuck brought me here? The million dollar question, and I was betting on the gorgeous blond. But why? My mind raced in a few different directions, some of them pretty fucking scary. At least he hadn't done anything while I was knocked out. I mean, I'm a virgin for fucks sake. I would notice if I wasn't any more, right? I was pretty damn sure I would. I'd always heard the first time hurt like hell and left you sore for a couple of days afterward. I paused for a moment of self reflection.
Nope, no discomfort in the nether regions, so I'm still the proud holder of my V-card.
I was brought out of my musings by the sound of the door opening, my heart taking off in a racing rhythm at the thought of just what or who I would be facing.
Sure enough, it was the gorgeous honey blond. Now to get to the why part.
I watched him as he set a large bag on the bed before looking straight at me making my breath catch. His eyes. Oh jesus, his eyes were a vivid red. Swallowing down my alarm, I laughed at myself mentally. They had to be some of those freaky contacts. Yeah, that was it. He was one of those people that liked to get attention by wearing freaky contacts. Trouble was, he looked pretty normal everywhere else. I mean, no black lipstick or nail polish, no black leather duster with the pointy collar popped, no chains. Sure, he was wearing all black, but it was all very stylish and well fitting. Nope, no Hot Topic shopping for this guy. The only curious item that I could see was a pendant that looked expensive as it was gold, covered in jewels in the shape of a big V. His gang maybe? I almost giggled at the thought of him being in a gang. Just could not picture it for the life of me. Okay, not a gang member. His family? I sighed. This was getting me nowhere and he was now standing there with a sexy brow cocked and that dirty smirk back in place, arms crossed over his chest, looking for all the world like he was waiting for me to finish my speculations. Fuck. He probably was.
Okay. Fine. Time to dive in. "Hi. Who the fuck are you and why the fuck did you bring me here?" I felt of my back pocket. "I have some pepper spray in my pocket and you're gonna get an eye full if you try anything."
He chuckled lowly. "Is that so Isabella?"
I nodded. "Yeah, so don't fuck with me 'cause the shit hurts. I should know. I sprayed myself with it once. It hurt like a bitch for hours. Sure as shit taught me to make sure the nozzle was pointing in the right direction before spraying it that's for sure."
He looked amused and I scowled at him. "I'm a fucking pro at it now so don't give me that mocking look. So, my questions? Who are you? Why'd you bring me here?"
He gave a slow nod. "All right Isabella, you seem like the straight forward type and that's good because so am I. I'm not gonna sugar coat anything either so brace yourself and don't fucking doubt what I tell you. I won't stand for stupid questions that have already been answered by the information given. Got it?"
I nodded, dread filling me for some reason. I just knew that I wasn't gonna like what he had to say to me.
"Good. My name is Major Jasper Whitlock. I work for the Volturi, the ruling class of Vampires who reside in Italy. I was sent to kill you because your story was coming too close to the truth, but no, I wasn't the stupid motherfucker that was sending you messages. The Volturi don't warn. We kill. End of story, no pun intended. I did not kill you because, as it turns out, you are my mate. That is the reason I brought you here. You will be turned when we reach Volterra."
He gestured at the bag on the bed. "These are clothes and necessities for you. Use them. We will be here for another day until the Volturi jet returns for us. This apartment is one of the many owned by the Volturi around the world. It is for our use during missions in the area. I will now answer any questions you may have as long as they are intelligent and meet the criteria set forth before this discussion began."
I walked up to him slowly and once I was in front of him, leaned over and looked around at his ass.
"What are you doing Isabella?"
I stood up straight and smirked at him. "I'm just looking to see if I can see the stick that's up your ass. Jesus! Who the fuck talks like you do anymore? I mean, besides military drill instructors?"
He smirked. "Your humor is endearing, really. Now, you'll notice I specified intelligent questions. Since it seems as though you do not have any, I'll close out our discussion with a warning. Do not try to escape. You will not make it and you could possibly injure yourself in the process. If you manage to contact any humans with a message of distress, simply know that you will be sentencing them to death. I am stronger than twenty men, I am faster than the human eye can see and I am deadly."
Ice filled my veins at his callous words. It would seem that I was trapped with no choice in this at all. I thought back to Jake, wondering if I could contact him somehow. Jake was huge and I'm sure he could take this guy.
Reaching back to casually stick my hands in my pockets, my heart dropped as I realized that my phone was missing.
"Yes, I took your phone. It had to be destroyed and discarded. You could be tracked with it and we don't want that. Anyone that finds you is dead, remember that Isabella."
I was getting pissed off now and I let him know it. "Look you asshole, I don't know what makes you think you have the right to keep me here but you don't! My friend Jake will find me and when he does, he's gonna kick your ass."
He just smirked and nodded. "Jake, the one you were hiking with earlier?"
"Yeah! He's twice your size and I can't wait to see him hand you your ass."
His gaze locked with mine and I shivered at his malicious smile. "You'll be waiting a while to see that Darlin' because your friend Jake was the wolf. The wolf that injured you. The wolf I killed."
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