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The day carried on into the night and when Bella and Edward had stopped being congratulated by every person within a five mile radius he walked over with a swag in his step.

"You are the two I have been hearing so much about," Kyrell said to the two with a smile and it seemed his reputation proceeded him as both of their eyes widened.

"Your- your Kyrell," Bella stuttered lightly but she didn't back away she simply held onto Edwards's arm tighter.

However Edward had been able to read his thoughts and raised a hand for him to shake, "I take it Carlisle sent you an invite."

He took his hand and laughed lightly, "yes he did and it was wonderful," Bella relaxed and smiled when he took her hand and kissed the back off it.

"I do have your wedding gift," the two went to protest but he shook his head in denial, "no I insist- you two are now both family how am I to refuse you a gift." He took out an envelope from the inside pocket in his suit and passed it to them.

Edward read his mind and beamed at him before telling Bella to open it, she gasped once she pulled out keys and a map showing where they would be spending their honeymoon. "It's one of my islands just off of the cost of Rio and it has everything you'll need."

"This is- wow I don't even have words but thank you," she grinned at him and threw her arms around the man to which he stiffly responded by patting her back with one hand.

"Don't worry about it just enjoy," he nodded to Edward before he turned on his heel and went to find Antonette or Elizabeth. Though they both seemed pre-occupied and so he resided on the table of champagne that was set out.

When he was on his third glass he felt a body hit his back turning to see who it was he rose an eyebrow when he realised it was one of the blondes from before. "What do you think your doing?"

She payed him no attention and didn't look up from the ground as she went to walk away but his hand tugged at her wrist. "Now now love is that any way to treat a guest," she went to snatch her wrist back but once she looked up and realised who it was she seemed to have lost her voice along with her integrity. "Well?" He was waiting for an answer as his foot tapped the floor at an obnoxious rate whilst she looked up at him with her eyes wide.

"Kyrell!" Elizabeth's voice called to him and he dropped the girls wrist before leaning against the table once again. "There is no need for violence," she shewed the blonde away with a head nod who looked eternally grateful to her before practically running further into the woods.

"I was not going to use violence I was simply going to show her how to say sorry, she walked into me not the other way around." He said as if it was obvious and tried to waft her away with his hand as he turned his back to the crowd and focused his attention on the drinks.

Elizabeth was at his side, "fine, fine just come with me there's someone I'd like you to meet."

He shook his head, "I'm not going to meet that blonde of yours and yes I know because it's quite obvious with your horrendous flirting techniques."

She looked at him offended and hit his arm, "don't be such a hypocrite you were staring at her sisters arse- so much for the gentleman act," she scoffed and he resisted the urge to shout at her and cause a scene.

"Of course they're sisters. Whatever it doesn't matter besides have you forgotten why we're here in the first place we need to find out about the stake! They are weaker than us and therefore distractions." He felt the wood splintering beneath his fingers and so he removed his hands from the table and crossed them whilst gripping his biceps.

"Again with the hypocrisy you know it's okay to think that once in a while the one your sharing a bed with isn't going to stab you in your sleep," she gritted out to him but softened once she saw the conflicted look on his face. "It is going to be perfectly fine, they are a part of us and we cannot live our lives the fullest without them."

He rolled his eyes but did not move out of her hold she had on his arm and frowned before looks down to the floor and back into her eyes that were now a warm red. "Come, we can ask Carlisle the moment Edward and Bella leave for Rio," she took his hand and started dragging him towards the blonde girls who had their backs to them as they spoke with a dark haired man and woman.

Elizabeth and Kyrell appeared behind them and the two brunettes froze slightly once they noticed his face. "This is the one I was telling you about," Elizabeth's cherry voice came back and she went to stand beside the blonde with straight hair who instantly smiled when she latched onto her arm.

Though, the one he had been paying close attention to had yet to turn her head but he knew she had acknowledged his existence as he was standing directly behind her. He noticed she was quite a small thing only reaching up slightly above his chest but she was in heels.

"Kyrell," the man across from his tightened his grip on the brunettes waist and straightened out his back till it looked as though it would snap, "it is a pleasure to meet you."

Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Elizabeth rubbing the blondes arm up and down as if trying to calm her from something.

"My reputation proceeds me," his voice was lower than normal perhaps it was from the adrenaline he got whenever vampires or humans alike felt the need to impress him. Elizabeth started to pull Kate away slightly and nodded her head with a forced smile to the dark haired couple in front of them who were not so eager to be lead away, sending worried glances to the blonde they left behind.

"That it does." His eyes snapped towards the woman who still had his back to him and had now turned round to peer up at him with those golden eyes of hers. Everything looked so much better up close, her body was filled more as he looked her up and down, the hair that was up had not a single strand out of place and her lips were coloured a velvet red that would taste delectable under his own.

"And you are?" His sole attention was placed on her and his eyes seemed to sparkle if anyone were to look at them from afar.

"Tanya," she gave him a small smile but did not get one in return as he was still in awe.

"Tanya." He tested the name trying to see if it fit her face and she adored how it rolled of his tongue as if rehearsed. "And how do you now my name, love?"

She laughed and placed a hand don his chest to what he looked down at before his eyes flickered back to her face, "your Kyrell everybody knows who you are."

"I only care if you know who I am," he took the left hand from his chest and felt out of breath once noticing their was no ring on her finger, no wedding ring in sight. "Not married?" Even though he was content she weren't, and would've killed and wretched husband if she had one, Kyrell was baffled by how a stunning woman as she didn't even turn up with a date.

"Came close to it a couple times," his grip on her hand tightened, "but they were all idiots," he dropped her hand and laughed through his nose.

"All boys are idiots," he crossed his arms with a nod of his head but Tanya quirked an eyebrow.

"Aren't you a boy?" She looked him up and down before he took another step closer to her so their chests would touch and pointed over to the dance floor.

"That's a boy," a teenager with spiked blonde hair was throwing his arms around in front of a girl who held a camera up to him, "but me love, I'm a man."

"Really? I still see no difference," she was getting cocky and raised her head higher successfully pressing their bodies together with more force.

"Well would you like a dance to prove that?" He held his hand out with a suggestive quirk of his lips.

"For research purposes only," she took it and their palms touched together before he guided them towards the dance floor. His left hand went to rest against her hip whilst his right held up her opposite hand. With each step they took their bodies grafted towards each other desperately clawing at the sensation of having another in such closeness.

"Which coven are you from?" They started at small rhythm and soon more couples started to join the dance floor in a much more civilised fashion.

"And why do you want to know?" She asked with a teasing smile as he spun her round by holding her hand in the air and pulled her back into him.

"Just curious," he uttered and trailed his eyes down to her chest that was exceptionally close to his.

"My eyes are up here Mr," she tutted and Kyrell scrunched his nose when she swatted it with her hand. Antonette, whom was dancing with Rosalie, widened her eyes in surprise when the blonde did that and didn't even receive a limb being removed in the process- she couldn't even do that.

"Apologies love, maybe you'll tell me what coven your from by the end of the night," he spun her round again and roughly pulled her in so her back fell flush against his chest with his hand still interlocked with hers, it crossed over her was trapping her there.

"Just maybe," she lulled lowly and took her right hand to grasp the back of his neck and pull it down till his head reached the base of her ear and rested in the crook of her neck. "Or maybe I'll take you home with me by the end of the night and show you what coven I'm from."

Tanya's words made his grip on her waist tighten and he dug his head further in her neck and groaned darkly,"I can't wait."