𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 

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╰┈˚ · ° .  THE DAY HAD COME. The army wasn't coming anymore, they had arrived.

Before the sun could even rise, my alarm clock rang, waking me up with a start and fortunately for me, Paul turned it off quickly.

I buried my head in his neck and muffled a moan against his skin as I still felt him inside on me from the previous night, hard with his morning wood.

"Jesus." Paul grunted as he felt me clench around him, voice hoarse and raspy from sleep, "We should really do this more often."

I whimpered when I felt him move me on top of him so that I could straddle his waist, "I don't have time for this." I mumbled, slurring the words, lost between pleasure and sleep, "And I'm half asleep."

"You are more than half asleep." His chest vibrated with a husky chuckle.

With the little strength that I had I leaned on my elbow and met his lips in a lazy and languid kiss as he moved my hips so that we could grind against the other.

"I'll take care of you." He hummed between kisses, "Just feel, baby."

Safe to say that I was almost half an hour late.

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╰┈˚ · ° .  The sun was at its apex when we finally regrouped, and the Cullens had already arrived at the field.

"Twenty minutes." Alice said, her look lost in her vision.

I nodded to Jasper letting him know that we were ready before I followed the other girls to where the pack was waiting to phase behind the boulder at the edge of the field.

The atmosphere was tense, knuckles were cracked and few of them shifted from foot to foot.

When he saw me, Paul dragged me to him. "Nervous?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around his waist.

I felt the sigh of relief of having me near him when I placed my head on his chest, "About them? No." He whispered lowly as he laid his cheek atop of my head, bringing me closer than possible, "About you? Yes."

"We talked about this already." I replied, tilting my head back to look him in the eyes. "I'll be fine. I promised you that, didn't I?"

"Promise me it again." He said, swallowing around his emotion that made his eyes tear up. "Promise me that we'll have the rest of our life to spend together."

I quirked an eyebrow, "Are you asking me to marry you?"

"Like I need to ask." he scoffed, "You are not getting away from me." He pressed his lips against mine for a brief peck that made me smile into the kiss.

I let the comedy relief moment pass before opening my heart to him, "We'll have the rest of this life to be together, and the next and the following one. I'm not going anywhere."

"Good." he grunted.

Sam cleared his throat, earning the attention of the group, "Okay, it's almost time." He began, "What we are about to do here goes beyond saving innocent lives from being thorn and killed by cold ones. Once this will be over, we will never have to worry about another kid phasing. The Cullens will be gone forever. Too many of us have succumbed to the gene, and as much as it can be a gift, it doesn't mean that we don't deserve a life free from all the danger that comes with the triggered gene." He looked into each and everyone of our eyes, keeping up his stare, "After this day, we can start living again."

Hopefully.

I loved this, the adventures, the powers, the adrenaline, but I couldn't help but want a bit of normalcy back. I wanted a day where I didn't need to check spells and make sure that there are no vampires entering our lands. I just want to be happy, with the pack, the coven, with my boyfriend. I want a future, someday a family of my own. I did not want to look over my shoulder anymore or live day by day.

After that one by one each one phased into their wolves. And with my breath caught in my throat, I heard Paul's purr as I laid my head on his snout, and I just wished we could go back to the night before.

It's going to be alright. We will be fine.

"I love you." I kissed softly the bone of his bridge, right between his eyes.

I received a louder purr from him before the words got sent to me through the coven-pack link focused only on us two. "I love you."

I let out a sigh as I stepped back catching Layla's eyes, and soon the other girls.

It was time to go.

We walked away with one last nod to the pack and we didn't look back until we were in our cardinal directions standing inside the piece of grass contorned by rope.

I let out a breath, and another and another until my eyes were shut and my mind didn't linger anymore. I whispered the spell, words lost to the wind, and when I opened my eyes once again, the cocoa brown coloured eyes of the earth witch were in front of me. Amelia and Layla on my sides. At south, north, east and west we stood right above the clearing in a metaphysical liminal space thanks to the aether. Flames danced down my arms as ivy did the same for Kim, water for Layla and a ribbon of air for Amelia. Our eyes glowing subtly with power and purple for the fifth element.

And the fight down below began with a battle cry from the newborn vampires.

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𝟑𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐯

╰┈˚ · ° .  The first wave of newborn vampires breached the clearing with a fierce battle cry. They run at light speed, wild in frenzy from the potent scent of Bella's blood, that like a bubble, encased the clearing with the spell.

The Cullens were ready. Hands closed in tight fist they run to attack, to defend. Like two boulders colliding together, Emmett took down one enemy with his sheer strengths, slightly over-the-normal of a typical vampire, before snapping the head off of another one. With a punch that went through the head of a newborn, marble-like fragments and crystals the only thing remaining, Jasper continued, taking on the following vampire on his line.

With her athleticism and agility, Alice was phenomenal in dancing between the enemies and fighting her way through.

And just when the newborn army started to gather a tad bit too close to the Cullen family, behind a boulder tha connected to the forest, the pack jumped in the action with bared teeth and growls.

The nine wolf—with the exception of Seth who was guarding Bella—the fight didn't look that much balanced anymore, and the enemies fell more and more.

It was then, though, that the newborn army remembered their plan of attack. They were searching for one person, and one person only. Bella Swan. And as much as her blood was here, the girl wasn't. With the photo that Riley had shown them, they knew how she looked, and so, the army moved, leaving the fight to run towards their target.

But, that had been expected. When the first newborn tried to step over the threshold of the clearing, it got quickly thrown away with a violent push of magic. Another followed and another until they understood that they couldn't get out of there.

On the four witches that had spelled the clearing, smirk adorned their lips as they watched triumphantly their plan work. Their work wasn't done, and as the coven split their focus in half—two to keep the barrier around the clearing up and two to help in the fight—more enemies succumbed to their magic.

Entrapping them in cages of branches, or freezing their feet so that they couldn't move, using air to create bubbles to surround them or throwing them away, catching them on fire with bursts of flames. The pack and the clan of vampires were good at fighting off the army of newborns, but that didn't mean that there weren't a few occasions where more need was welcomed.

The hair of a brunette girl that was fighting Rosalie catched on fire, and the Cullen vampire easily killed her off then.

Cassian was overwhelmed with vampires, and Kim pushed them all away with a burst from the earth until Rowan was there to help him.

With her heart in her throat, Beatrice could only sigh in relief when she noticed the vampires surrounding Paul, being yanked away by Emmett, before her flames finished the job.

One, two, five, ten, thirty—the newborn army was finished off until not even one remained—or almost everyone—the Cullens had decided to save one.

Beatrice smiled, they had won. She thought that for the entire time she walked back in the clearing with her coven on her side. She smiled wider when she passed by the wolves, some still snarling and licking their lips in the frenzy of the fight as the Cullens grouped all the bodies of the fallen newborns.

Eyes lost in a vision, Alice gasped out loud, "The Volturi, they are coming."

"How long?" Edward—who had just arrived with Bella—asked.

"A few minutes, maybe ten." Alice replied.

"The pack needs to leave." Edward said, looking in the direction of the pack and the coven.

"We'll go." Beatrice said, stepping forward to snap her fingers and lit the pyre of bodies on fire. She eyed carefully the girl who had been part of the army and who couldn't have been older than 15 with barely concealed sadness before leveling a hard stare to The Cullens. "Our end of the deal is fulfilled now it's up to you. You have a week to leave Forks or the old treaty will be null as well and war will be on your doorstep again. And trust me when I say that you will lose that one."

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˗ˏˋ 𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ˊˎ˗

Hello everyone!

Trust me when I say that I had no idea how to write the battle scene. I hope it was at least readable. 

Guys we are here, this is the last chapter of this fic and there is only the epilogue left to publish. I'm so sad because I love Paul and Beatrice so much but also I'm so happy at the same time!

The epilogue will be published on Saturday!! Be ready for it!!!

I can't wait to write other thing, maybe even another twilight fic, I was thinking about Alice x oc x Jasper or Rosalie x oc x Emmett (both poly) I still don't know if with a fem oc or a male, let me know if you would like to read something like this!!!!

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

– 𝐋𝐨𝐥𝐚 ☾