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“Bella, baby…” I sobbed, holding her to my body. Her face
was free from all pain and she looked like she was sleeping. I swept her in my
arms, holding her to my chest. Aro was watching me with her, his mind reeling
from the massive amount of power she had just demonstrated. He wanted her,
coveted her. I needed to get her away from him and rest of the Volturi. The
threat of James was no longer an issue. He was now falling onto the ground in
bits of ashes. My concern was for my mate. I picked her up, holding her to my
body and I darted away. Aro was calling for me, but he could wait.
I turned on the speed, running as far north as I could.
Bella was still unconscious. Her mind was silent and she was curled to my
chest. I didn’t stop until I passed into the Minnesota wilds, just north of
Duluth, nearly an hour later. The sun had just risen, bathing the landscape in
soft pinks. It made Bella look almost human. With her eyes closed, she looked like
she was asleep. She wasn’t breathing and her brain was quiet. I was worried.
Very, very worried.
She looked dead. She felt dead.
She cannot be dead. I
can’t…
I sat down, obscured by a patch of trees and cradled my
beautiful mate in my arms. “Bella, please, Angel, wake up,” I begged, caressing
her pale skin. She was cold to the touch and unresponsive. She appeared dead.
“Bella, I need you. I can’t go on without you. Please, open those beautiful
eyes. I need to see those golden orbs, love. Please?” I whimpered. Please, Bella. I can’t…I love you so much. I
can’t do this without you by my side. Remember our plans? I want to give you a
proper honeymoon. I want to worship and cherish your body. I want to spend
eternity with you. Bella.
I held her, rocking slowly and praying to God that she was
going to be alright. She had to be. Yes, she had used a tremendous amount of
power. An amazing amount, really. She had every right to be exhausted, but I
needed something so I could know that she was okay and that we were alright.
Edward, came the
tentative mental voice of Alice. I looked up and she was standing at the edge
of the trees where I had stopped. Jasper and Carlisle were with her.
“What’s wrong with her?” I asked, my voice sounding hollow.
“I can’t hear her. She’s not moving. Not breathing…did she die?”
“She’s not dead,” Alice said, sitting next to me and running
her fingers through Bella’s hair. “This is the trance-like state, but it
appears like death. What she did to James zapped every ounce of power out of
her.”
Jasper's Cabin just north of Shaw, Minnesota
Bella's childhood bedroom
Bella's childhood kitchen
Guest room
Bella's childhood family room
Mary Anne
Volterra
Volturi Throne Room
Caius...
















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