𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝙒𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙫𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨

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╰┈˚ · ° .   THE CULLENS WERE BACK. The day that the family of vampires had returned, Jacob Black had remained phased on his wolf for the entire time.

Bella—after Jacob had heroically saved her life when she had thrown herself off a cliff—had traveled to Italy in a rush after Alice Cullen had appeared back, telling the girl that Edward was going to get himself killed because he thought that she was dead. And so, to save him, Bella ran away to Italy.

Now all the Cullens were back, and Jacob had lost Bella to Edward once again.

Quil had phased the same day the family had moved back, and I had never seen Embry smile so brightly since his own shifting. Embry had back his best friend—who after an explanation and too many I'm sorry from the Call boy—the two had become inseparable as they once had been. This time though, without Jacob who was too occupied with the thoughts of Bella.

That morning I woke up with a gasp—flashes of red curls and red eyes haunting my dreams— the alarm had soon after been sent to the pack by the coven, alerting them of the vampire back on our territory.

My feet slapped against the forest as I Transmuted keeping up with the rest of the coven. Victoria was on our territory, running and running and running and escaping.

Her pale skin sparkled with the sun, and burned as fire caught her. But she was relentless, even Kim's attack couldn't slow her down.

Leah's wolf was the fastest of the pack, her white fur with a patch of caramel on the ears and head stunning to look at. She jumped, catching the trail of the vampire's coat between her jaw, breaking away the fabric until it remained in her mouth. We took the momentum that had successfully slowed her down to attack again with a blade of air that pushed her to further slow down, and with snakes of water that Layla tried to make her freeze on the ground. It didn't work, and Victoria successfully used that moment to reel back and throw the water witch against the wolf.

"Layla!"

"I'm good." She groaned, standing right back up, and quickly passed her hand through Embry fur as the wolves catched up with us. Victoria had crossed over the Cullen's territory, the vegetarian vampires right on her trail.

"It's not over yet." Sam's voice boomed through the connection. As the alpha, he was at the front of the formation. His wolf is the biggest among them all. "Let's go."

The pack followed this command, and after a few seconds to breathe in more oxygen, us witches were on their tails.

We appeared right at the treaty line where a river divided the two territories. I could see the Cullen's running through their woods, the flash of red curls right ahead of them. The wolves howled into the night, their instinct stronger with so many cold ones around.

There wasn't time to stay still and just look, that we all knew, not when she crossed over once again on our territory. But running with them wasn't as useful as just focusing on a more precise attack.

So the coven regrouped all together, the aether awakening as we saw the view from above, every detail and every movement from both parts weren't missed.

Amelia used her element to create more resistance in the air so that even if fractionally, she was running slower. I joined hands with Layla, the condensation in the air becoming boiling hot so that it was burning against her marble-like skin. Kim was aiding the pack, moving roots away creating rock formation as launching stands for the wolves, paving the path for them...

Embry had almost got her, behind him Jared, but the vampire crossed over the border and we could do nothing but wait for her to come back, again.

I was shaking with adrenaline, and finally, finally, the vampire jumped back.

But I froze, my coven members with me as another vampire from the Cullens crossed over as well. Paul moved on instinct. We were already hunting a threat, our instinct railed to the maximum, the Cullens should know better than to break the treaty, most of all, in a time like this where temperaments were at all time high.

Paul and Emmett were growling and hissing at each other, the pack crowded around the wolf all with lips peeled from their mouth, snarls coming out. The Cullens looked a second away from jumping as well.

Before us witches knew it, our magic took over and before we could prevent it, a barrier was raised over the treaty line keeping any other vampire from coming into our territory. Our magic transmuted us to pack, uncaring of the consequences of letting the vampires know of our existence.

The barrier spell was draining, that's for sure. Keeping it up for more than a few seconds was almost impossible. As we arrived the choir of growls stopped suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked with slight panic bleeding through the open connection, "The Cullens-"

It was all magic that moved me, all instinct. Emmett was the vampire that had transpassed, I could recognize him underneath the haze of magic.

Water raised from the river bed, it freezed over and now spikes of ice and rocks were created. Amelia's magic worked to keep our scents away from the vampire on our territory and I transmuted again, appearing next to the snarling wolf that was second away from attacking the vampire.

A chain of fire was created from nowhere catching Emmett by surprise. The vampire snapped out of his haze as he winced at the slight burn of the flames.

"Out of our territory, vampire." I said, finding my voice, led by mystical powers inside of me, "Go before we send your head to your family."

Emmett reeled back once the fire chain disappeared to smoak, slowly stepping away, eyes kept steady on me. The barrier let him pass, as well the spikes of earth and water. And when we were sure no one would follow the stupid example of Emmett, we walked away.

That had been a night of losses. Victoria had escaped, the treaty was breached, and part of the secret that we tried to keep for so long was revealed.

But sometimes magic couldn't be fought against, and ours had transmuted us there even between vampires at risk of exposing our secret. Why, was the question. Why the magic and our ancestors had guided us there, making us reveal ourselves even knowing who was there?

Why, why, why?

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╰┈˚ · ° .  "What the hell was that?"

The wolves were not happy with us—the coven—that much was clear by the way they were glaring, pacing back and forth and mumbling under their breath.

Kim, Layla, Amelia and I were sitting on the couch, one next to the other, the pack all in front of us with arms crossed over their chests and matching rage that coursed through their blood.

"What were you thinking?!" Exclaimed in a fit Sam, his finger was pointed at us in accusation, "Going there and exposing yourself that way!"

"We weren't really thinking, to be honest." Kim mumbled back.

"Yeah, it was more like..."

"Beighn possessed?" Amelia supplied, perfectly wording the feeling.

I snapped my fingers at her, "Exactly. Not really comfortable, to be honest."

"Do you now have that sensation in your fingers too?" Kim asked us, "It's so weird, like pins, I don't know."

"Yeah." I nodded, "Like electric static somehow."

"Can you focus!"

"Right." I cleared my throat as Sam outbursts.

"Was it necessary?" This time Jared asked in an impatient tone, "And what the hell were those sparks in the air?"

"A barrier." Kim stated proudly with a grin, that faltered at the look she received from her boyfriend.

"It prevented the other Cullens from stepping in our territory." Layla explained further avoiding eye contact with everyone, her fingers twitching anxiously on her lap.

Paul let out a sound of indignation, "You spelled a fucking barrier between territories and you still created spears of ice and rocks?"

"I think they were more like spikes than spears." I replied back to him, earning a growl from said wolf echoing from deep in his chest.

"It doesn't matter!" He shouted, already starting to shake with anger, "you put yourself in danger! Do you understand that?!"

"Stop yelling!" I yelled back, heat crawling up my neck and face as I stood up.

"You just exposed your secret, Beatrice. You put yourself in danger! And you fucking jumped in front of a vampire!"

"I'm trying to tell you that we didn't do it consciously, you fucking asshole!"

"Okay you two, stop it now." Sam tried to step between us but found himself being shoved back by his third-in-command when the alpha had grabbed my wrist.

Paul was trembling with anger, I could feel him a single fragile step away from phasing altogether in the living room as he snarled with ferocity at his alpha. Sam raised his hands up, taking two steps back and away from me, "Calm down Paul, I'm not going to hurt her."

"Oh shit, here we go." Amelia rolled her eyes, "Ticking time bomb Paul is back."

"Look who's talking." Leah scoffed, "Don't think that we didn't notice that your scents were suddenly gone, Amelia." The she-wolf had snarled her imprint's name, and her eyes were narrowed to two slits.

"And what?" Amelia snarked back, "What the hell do you want now? A fucking applause for stating the obvious?"

Now we had two wolves on the verge of shifting. "Calm down, now!" Sam's alpha command roared in the room. It helped slightly to make the wolves relax but there was still a tightness in their bodies and muscles that said that they were a second away from snapping again, "It was a long day, let's just take night to calm down. We will talk in the morning. Go to sleep, all of you."

It wasn't long before the house was deserted.

Paul was still there, glaring and growling under his breath as he leaned against the wall of the living room as we waited for the house to be deserted.

He followed me back to my room, slamming the door shut behind him.

"I don't want to fight and I'm tired, so if you—"

Suddenly, I was shoved against the wall and my mouth was stolen into a kiss that made my lungs ache. It was all fire and passion and anger as he bit my bottom lip hard enough that it stung.

"I don't want to fight." He spoke against my skin as he bit and sucked and kissed down the way of my neck.

"Good." I breathlessly replied, a wanton moan falling from my tongue.

Clothes were discarded quickly, a few rips in the fabric by the careless way in which he took them off my body.

There was no finesse in the way he was kissing me, no gentleness, only raw passion and rage. I jumped, my legs locking around his middle at his command, and then he walked us to the bed, dumping me there hastily.

A sound of surprise left me as I was turned on my belly and my hips raised to his want. Heat traveled through me at the rough treatment that followed with a slap on my ass.

"You put yourself in danger." He gritted out, collecting my hair in his fist to yank me back to him so that my back was to his chest. "You put yourself in front of a vampire."

"What difference does it make when I'm out there hunting a vampire?" I snarked, looking at him as I turned my head.

His eyes narrowed and his anger burned. "You know the difference." He said with a hand wrapped around my throat, "You know it well."

Emmett, he was talking about how I had put myself between him and Emmett.

So I raised an eyebrow as I choked through a breath, "Do you really want to talk about another man now?"

My eyes crossed, stars sparkled behind my closed eyelids and white noise was everything that I could hear for a second. A sob tore from my lips as his cock spread me wide as he thrusted in all a single movement, burying himself deep to the hilt inside of me until there we were one.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, it hurts." I whimpered, my nails digging into the skin of his forearm, gushing with more wetness as he snapped his hips against mine.

"We both know that you love it." I snapped my lips shut, glaring back at him as he pushed me down on the bed once again. "You can't lie to me when I can feel you squeeze the life out of my cock."

"You don't know anything." I lied through my teeth as I pushed my hips back against his.

He let out a bitter laugh, pushing my head into the mattress as he started to fuck me, hard. He kept a punishing peace, hands digging into my hips that for sure would leave bruises tomorrow morning.

I could do nothing but moan and writhe in pleasure as I screamed through my orgasm, face buried in the bed covers.

I flinched away when he pressed his thumb against my clit adding to the sensation, overwhelming me further.

"Don't fucking move." Another slap on my ass, and then another, harder than the first one that left my cheeks hurting and feeling on fire.

"I can't," I sobbed into the duvet, as I felt his cum mixing with mine, and he still thrusted again and again triggering another orgasm from my body.

"Take it."

I didn't even know how he was continuing, his stamina not leaving him even after he had orgasmed.

"Say it." He commanded, "Say it and I'll stop."

I could feel his cum drip down my thighs at every push, my ass burning from the slaps, my clit so oversensitive that his thumb felt like a needle against it. And I love it, I loved all of it.

Paul chuckled, "Exactly. " He said when I didn't comply, "My little slut."

A shiver traveled down my spine, and I had enough strengths to stand up right and fall against his chest. I needed to kiss him, I needed it more than my next breath.

"Say it." he whispered against my lips, his thumb drawing lazy circles over my clit now, his thrusts more shallow as the moment turned from hard to something softer. "Say it."

And when I felt the third wave of my orgasm come over me mixing with his, I spoke, "I'm yours until my last breath, and even after that."

We collapsed on bed together in a tangle of limbs, with red swollen lips and bodies covered in sweat and cum. And I couldn't let go of him even If I wanted to. Not now, not tomorrow, not ever.

One kiss would have never been enough.

✎˗ˏˋ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ˊˎ˗

Hello everyone!

Badasses girls for the win and the witches are that girls. What happened though?

I heard a lot of people shitting on the wolves because they attacked Emmett other then continuing to hunt Victoria, but let's be honest, the pack and the Cullens were enemies here, and their instinct were predominantly during the hunt, of course they would've attacked Emmett, he was on their territory and breaking the treaty.

Are we going to talk about the smut? Does it sucks? I don't know it took me a lot of tries to end up with this final one, so I'm not sold completely but as I was editing it it wasn't that bad so... I want to know your thoughts. Ngl I kinda like writing smut.

Thank you for reading this chapter, I'll see you on Tuesday!

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