Their Mate

Chapter Twenty Eight

Edward picked Micah up into his arms as he ran away as fast as he could, his family members following close behind.

Edward had read James mind and while he knew not to go after Micah, his blood called out to him, tempting him, begging him.

The only thing that really stopped him was the Volturi. He might me a Normad and doesn't always follow the rules but he know what happens when you go after a marked Mate and he could never put Victoria through that. Even if she wasn't his true Mate.

Edward gripped Micah in his arms as he ran in and out of the trees, as he got closer to the Swan house.

Micah buried his head into Edward's neck, the speed making him feel sick. This was definitely faster than the last time, he thought to himself as he took deep breaths.

It took a few moments but they soon stopped outside of Micah's house.

Micah dived out of Edward's arm and emptied the contents of his stomach on a tree stump, his throat burning as hot tears streamed down his face.

Edward ran over, running his cold hands up and down Micah's back, "I'm so sorry my Love." He apologised as his family turned up.

Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper all quickly appeared next to Micah, each taking turns to make sure he was alright.

"What happened?" Esme asked Edward, as she and her own Mates kept there distance so the boys wouldn't get territorial.

Edward ran his fingers through his hair, "It's my fault, I was running to fast and he stared being sick."

Micah gasped, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "It's not your fault." He said after swallowing thickly, his throat sore and croaky.

Micah turned around, looking Edward in the eyes with a soft smile of his face, all traces of feeling ill gone from his complexion, "I'm just not used to going that fast."

Edward flashed off only to come back a few seconds later with a bottle of water, which he handed to Micah who took it gratefully.

After rinsing his mouth out and drinking the rest of the water, Micah quickly walked into his house, greeted his dad and rushed upstairs to his room where his four Mates where already waiting.

Micah frowned as he picked up a piece of gum from his unit and plopped it into his mouth, "Where are the girls?"

"They are outside, keeping watch to make sure James doesn't try anything." Said Carlisle.

"He wants to kill me, doesn't he?" Micah whispered, his eyes closed as he waited for the answer.

Jasper walked over taking Micah's hands in his own and lead him towards the bed, sitting him between Emmett's legs.

"While your blood calls out to him, he knows the rules. So he's not coming to kill you, my love."

Micah opened his eyes and looked up at Edward's tall figure, "Then why are the girls outside?" He asked softly.

Carlisle walked over, running his fingers through Micah's hair while Emmett started leaving feather like kisses to his neck, "Because we just want to make sure your safe."

Micah tilted his head, hey doe like eyes full of confusion, "But I'm with you, so shouldn't I already be safe?"

"Of course your safe with us." Jasper purred confidently. He was confident be he knew if someone so much as stepped within a fifty's mile radius of Micah with the intention of harming him, he would kill them. It was that simple.

Edward turned to Jasper at the thought, and nodded his head in agreement, and he was sure the others would agree too.

"Think of it as extra security." Jasper continued, "That it gives us longer to get you out unharmed."

Micah bit his lips as he shook his head, "But then that would mean they would get hurt for me and I don't want that. No one is putting their life on the line for mine because it's not fair."

The Cullens went to protest but Micah held up his hand, silencing them instantly, "No. what if one of you died trying to protect me. No I won't have it. I mean it, do not put your lives on the line for mine. Do not put your family's lives on the line for mine."

The boys each let out small whimpers but reluctantly nodded their heads, even though they secretly would do whatever it took to keep him alive because they couldn't life without him and if they died protecting him, then they did their job as his Mate.

Emmett wrapped his arms around Micah's waist and pulled him back until they where both laying down on the bed. With his head nestled into Micah's neck, Emmett closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Jasper flashed over and climbed onto the bed shifting Micah so said teen was laying on his stomach.

Edward climbed up and snuggled himself into Micah's other side, his nose grazing at Micah's chin as he let out a soft purr.

Carlisle rested his head onto Micah's stomach, leaving soft kisses to the exposed skin. In that moment the Cullens wanted nothing more than to be able to fall asleep, each curled up to Micah.

Where the could hug him as tight as they wanted without the fear of breaking his bones. Or to be able to kiss him as deeply as the could without the fear of hurting him.

Carlisle sighed, shaking his head from those thoughts. Thoughts that would get him nowhere. And instead, he turned his head up to gaze adoringly at his Mate while the others each pretended to be asleep.

Micah felt someone staring at him, so he opened his mahogany eyes and caught the golden hues that belonged to Carlisle.

Micah smiled softly at said vampire and earned an wide bright smile back.

Carlisle felt like he could stare at Micah's eyes for the rest of his eternal life, never having to worry about anything ever again.

As quick as it came, it was gone. Something that had Carlisle frowning softly before shaking his head and closing his eyes. It was probably just a trick if the light, he thought to himself.

But as he lay there, his eyes closed, all he could picture was the quick flash of an exploding blue.