Chapter Fifteen

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As Charlie began searching for clues as to what or who killed his only daughter, Victoria jumped down from the tree branch she had been crouching on, landing right in front of Harry. Charlie and the other volunteers were 20 feet ahead when Victoria disappeared. Harry instantly gripped his chest as he fell to the ground, later dying from a heart attack.

Late that afternoon once the news was delivered about Harry, Lola and Winter sat in the Cullen's living room on the couch alongside Emmett and Edward, discussing their next move. 

"Since we had no personal connection to the human, I think we should work with the pack to track down the coven." Jasper chipped in quietly, his southern accent dripping in and out of his words. 

"It won't be easy but the more of us working together can cover more ground." Edward added as he wrapped his arm around Winters waist, pulling her closer to him. Careful not to let their skin touch, Edward found himself fighting the urge to read her thoughts.

"We need to get in touch with the pack, they might be willing to join our cause. Lola would you mind talking to the alpha, Sam?" Esme asked Lola as she reached for Carlisles hand as to help calm her nerves. "I don't like this." Emmett chimed in defensively. 

"She is a neutral party. It's either her or Winter. And Winter's powers can be dangerous." Carlisle informed him. 

"Aye, I can do that." Lola answered just as Alice started to stare blankly at her.

Alice's eyes were shifting side to side as a vision played in her mind, all while Edward went completely still as he watched the entire thing in his mind. "What is it, sis?" Emmett asked with concern. "James, the head of the coven, is going after Bella's father, the chief." Edward spoke as Alice gathered herself, with Jasper's aid. 

The sun had began to set as Lola found herself at the river bank on the Cullen's side waiting on Sam to arrive on the other side. Suddenly she heard twigs snapping in the distance across the river. She spotted a pair of glowing eyes hidden in the dark tree line before Sam appeared in human form.

"Hello, I'm Lola. A member of the Moon clan. The leader of the Cullen clan had me come to inform you of the intruder who killed Bella Swan. His name is James and his desire of the hunt consumes him. There are two others in his clan. He is going after the sheriff next." Lola said extending the first exchange between the two, hoping to get the conversation to a finish.

"Sam." Sam replied with a nod. "Let us know when and we'll be there. I'll make sure Charlie is safe." He stated before turning to head into the woods, but something drew him back to the river. "Why did they send you?" He asked, crossing his arms over his wide chest. Lola began to cross the river but came to a halt in the center. From where she stood Lola could see at least a half dozen pairs of glowing eyes hovering behind Sam. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke. "They thought it was a bright idea, I suppose." She replied before retreating from the cold waters, back on the side she was safe on. 

Winter made her way into the thick woods when the Cullen's weren't watching. She began to keep her thoughts simple and boring, almost disguising her mental voice from Edward. Snap, snap SNAP! With a heavy thud, Tristan lands directly in front of Winter. He inhaled her sweet scent as his hands trailed up her arms. Guiding her arms to wrap around his neck, he lifted her into his arms. She naturally wrapped her legs around his waste, resting her head on his shoulder. Tristan held her close as he leapt high into the tree tops. A few swings, four leaps later and they were at a luxurious two story cabin, securely placed high in the trees. Unable to be seen from below, the perfectly hidden home was equipped with everything you could possibly need. Tristan placed her on her feet, watching every movement of her body. 

"This is spectacular." She spoke in a whisper as she admired the cherry wood floors and ceilings. "I had hoped to show you sooner." He told her, looking down at the floor. "I built it for you." He continued to stare at a small any crawling across the floor. Winter turned to the tall man that forever lived in her mind, studying his entire essence. "Tristan.." Winter spoke in a sultry voice as she slipped out of her high heel shoes, causing her to drop three inches. "Yes my queen." His eyes met hers. Her hair was a wild mess but he still found her to be the most sublime creature on the planet. Her denim shorts tight against her full rear, were begging for his hands to remove them. "Love me?" She pleaded in a soft tone as she removed his shirt, taking in the muscular structure hidden beneath. He pulled her between his legs, hooking his index fingers in her belt loops to keep her in place. "Look at me." He demanded, forcing her eyes to meet his own. "Til my body is no more." His reply was sincere and confident. Suddenly he spun her around and planted her back against the nearby wall. His hands gripped her wrists before pinning them above her head with a single hand. He growled deeply into her ear as his free hand ripped away her button up shirt, exposing her red lace bra. Tristan took in the contrast between the red lace and her pale white skin, seemingly enchanted by perfect figure. His hands slid their way to her torso, snaking around her small waist to pull her into his bare chest. 

"Lola!" Sam called out, stopping her in her tracks. Having just reached the safe side of the river, Lola had the instinct to just head back to the Cullen house but something...someone pulled her back. Sam spun her around, sending her flying into his rock hard torso. He was in the river, careful not to break the treaty. "Thank you." He whispered to her before his finger hooked under her chin, forcing her to face him. "For being the one they sent." He added before his full lips pressed firmly against hers. Lola didn't pull away, as she had initially thought she would. No, she kissed him back with an equal amount of passion. Until Lola focused her full attention to the situation. After pulling away she disappeared in the woods, trying to understand the strange events surrounding not only Winter but herself and everyone they come in contact with. She would deny what had just happened at the river, even if she did find him intriguing. 

Lola had been wandering the woods for what felt like hours but was mere minutes. She stumbled into a section she hadn't been to before, a strange sound echoing through the trees. It started as a hum through the leaves and grew into a deep rumble. She jumped up into the branches, hearing the rhythm of the thumps reminded her of thunder. Stumbling upon a hidden tree house would have been an understatement, it was the most extravagant cabin she had ever laid her eyes on. She inspected further, curious as to who was making the undeniable lovemaking soundtrack of the forest.  Peeking through one of the largest skylights on the cabin, she spotted the couple. She wasn't able to see their faces clearly but continued to watch either way, hoping to maybe catch a glimpse of their identities. The way the male held the female as he furiously thrusted into her seemed extreme, but only moans of pleasure came from her mouth. It was almost as if it was her first sexual experience. Just then Lola realized she knew EXACTLY who was in the cabin. And that her assumption was right. 

"Winter." She whispered to herself as she continued to watch, what may have been, Winter's first FULL sexual experience. Lola thought hard on all the relationships she had seen her twin apart of and she couldn't think of a single time a rendezvous didn't end in either catastrophe or heartbreak. As she watched the lovemaking unfold, Tristan tilted Winter's head back. "Fuck." Lola cursed lightly under her breath. She attempted to slowly climb out of view but was caught by Winter's wide eyes. "Oh fuck." She uttered through gritted teeth. Winter narrowed her eyes at Lola, silently giving her the message to get lost. The small facial expression caught Tristan's attention, daring him to look up but as his head began to tilt upward, Winter grab the back of his head and forced their lips together. He didn't fight her, only deepened the kiss as he climaxed inside of her causing her third orgasm. 

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