Violet Forsythe has finally found peace.
She successfully escaped a coven of malignant vampires, worked hard to get an education, and has actually managed to pull herself together.
But, as old acquaintances begin to resurface, the life that Violet w...
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"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Alec growled as he raced over. "Clearly you didn't learn your lesson last time."
Demetri was still had me wrapped in his arms as I thrashed wildly against him. He lifted me a few inches off of the ground and wheeled me around, so I couldn't continue to look at the direction Renesmee ran any longer.
I looked at Alec, confused. What lesson? Was he talking to me?
Alec continued to charge over, throughly irritated, and looking like he ready to start a fight.
When Alec was within arms reach of us, Demetri, without letting go of me, punched Alec square in the face with one swift, confident swing. The man didn't even hesitate.
Then, almost instantaneously, Demetri crumpled to the ground in pain, unintentionally locking up his arms and taking me down with him.
I was horrified to see him in pain, and my anger flared hotter.
'HOW many times have I told her to LEAVE HIM ALONE?' I screamed in my head.
So, foolishly, I charged at her.
As anyone could imagine, I didn't get far. I'd only managed to take a few steps in her direction before I fell to the ground in crippling pain.
I let out one last screech of burning anger before the world went black.
* * *
Alec stared down at Violet as she lay in the snow, mentally suspended in nothingness.
She looked wholly angelic, laying there in the moonlight.
When she wasn't trying to kill his sister, that is.
He knew Violet would be upset with him when he lifted the veil, but he had to step in. She had become an immediate threat to his dear sister. He loved Violet more than anything, but he couldn't imagine what he would do without his Jane. He didn't think he could survive the blow; he couldn't even bear the thought.
Regardless, as rough as things were to start, Alec still felt confident that he and Jane could smooth everything over with Violet and they could move forward amicably. Violet was a newborn, and was out of her senses. Once she stopped being so emotional, she would remember the pecking order. Jane first, then him and Violet, then the other two goons.
As confident as he was about taming Violet, he had begun to grow unsure of how he could force Demetri take a damn hint.
He needed to step off of Violet - or else.
"Did you not hear me the last time we spoke about this?" Alec asked Demetri hotly. "If you touched Violet again, then I'd kill you."
"I supposed you did say something along those lines," Demetri said without batting an eye. He didn't seem concerned in the least. He knew his worth to the coven, and he knew the repercussions Alec would have to face if he returned to Italy without him. Alec may have outranked Demetri, but that didn't change how crucially vital Demetri was for the coven's continued long term success.
Alec was thruoughly frustrated. Usually, a round with him and his sister was more than enough to keep anyone compliant, and that tactic always worked on Demetri in the past; in fact, Demetri was usually the first person to step out of their way and mind his own business. Was he really that committed to making his life miserable, to refuse to leave Violet alone?
"In my defense," Demetri added, "I only stepped in because you obviously had no intention of doing so."
"Violet had the situation under control," Jane said with a cold smirk as she and Felix approached.
"We intended for it to play out naturally," Alec added.
"She would be devastated if she hurt Renesmee," Demetri said, his voice growing terse as he turned to Alec. "And for you to stand by while she was so blatantly disrespected."
Alec glared at Demetri as he dropped to the ground in pain again. Jane tortured him for a few searingly agonizing minutes.
Seeing Demetri in pain brought a smile to his face.
"She would have recovered eventually," Jane said when relented, her smile fading as she stared down at Demetri.
"Don't worry, sister," Alec said, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sure another oppoutunity will arise between those two. Violet has a propensity for violence."
"Yes," Jane said, "I can't imagine that the next time Renesmee crossed her path will go any better than this."
"What should we do about her?" Felix asked, gesturing towards Violet, who had stopped squirming on the ground; she'd given up on trying to fight back against Alec's gift. Instead, she lay still, staring unseeingly open eyed at the night sky above her.
"Finally. An intelligent question out of you," Jane said coldly, eyeing Violet before sighing. "We need to take her with us, but we need to keep her under control. We'll have handle her like we did when she was human."
"Not well?" Felix asked.
Jane glared at him. "Keep her calm at all costs, but keep her in line. We need to make sure we always have our eyes on her."
"I don't know if now is a good time to babysit her, sister," Alec said. "We will all need to focus on the mission once we get to the nest."
"I know, brother, but Violet will be useful to us once we get there. She may be wild, untrained, and a violent maniac," Jane explained, "but she's our violent maniac. You heard her what she told the Cullen girl. She's committed to us. She may throw a temper tantrum here and there, but she wouldn't do anything to hurt us."
"Uh. Are you sure?" Felix asked. His voice was thick with apprehension. "Violet has never reacted well when you two have used your talents on her. She might not handle this as gracefully as you think."
Unwilling to bother with a verbal response, Jane tortured Felix for a few moments in order to remind him to keep his mouth shut.
"Should I wake her, sister?" Alec asked, completely disinterested in the current state of his other covenmates.
