His second chance

Ch. 7 (Revised)

*William's POV*

        I woke up to temulence shaking the plane. Sitting up, I rubbed my head and sore neck as the muffled announcement sounded throughout the aircraft.

        'Dear passengers, we will be landing shortly. If everyone would...'

        I could feel the plane start to descend to the ground, so I secured my helmet onto my head and started my bike. It didn't take long until the plane came to a full stop.

        As the ramp started to lower for the unaware workers, my anger decided to return to full force. When the ramp was two-thirds of the way down, I revved my engine and sped off, surprising the workers.

        Once I was on the concrete ground, I looked around and spotted an opening to the open road not far from me. I, once again, revved my bike and leaned forward to allow easier speed build-up as I drove away.

        I refused to slow down until I was inside the city, damnit! Speeding off down the empty street, I was gaining more speed as time continued to pass and it wasn't long before Volterra was finally in my sight.

        The roar of my engine announced my presence to the public and curious stares watched me as I parked in front of the clock tower. Not taking off my helmet, the tinted lenses blocked them from seeing my face.

*Narrator's POV*

        The mystery man's arrival drew many eyes, but his pissed-off aura made them look away just as quickly. He seemed to look around before standing in the shaded doorway, before spotting something.

        Walking closer, it was a scarf. He recognized it from one of Bella's photos showcasing her and her ex-boyfriend's family. They must be in here then, thanks for the clue.

        William didn't bother to remove his helmet before storming past the doors and sprinting down the dark stone hallway, his adrenalin and fury pushing him forward.

        Eventually, it came to a dead end with a drop and he paused. How far down did it go? He pulled out a coin and held it out before dropping it, shortly hearing a sharp 'clink' from not far below.

        He would survive the jump if he landed correctly.

        ...

        Marcus Volturi sat bored on his throne, another normal day of his infinite life. Nothing interesting had occurred that required his attention or participation.

        It was only after the Cullen boy left the courtroom did something truly odd, but amazing happened. A few moments after the boy left, he felt a new bond form, connecting his heart to an unknown other.

        He focused on his 'bond sight' and stared at the beautiful golden chain connected to him in awe. The chain was very clearly connected to someone else, but 'who' was the question?

        Who did fate decide to make his true mate? He glanced over to his brothers who hadn't noticed his sudden hyper fixation and decided to keep this to himself, for now.

        The dormant king stared back at the wall in front of him, but for once he had a new subject of interest. A low rumble sounded from his core as he imagined different scenarios of how they would meet.

        ...

        William bent his knees as he landed on his feet in a crouched position and quickly surveyed his surroundings only to find himself in another empty hallway.