Cullen's Little Red

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What happens if I never wake up?
What if there was an attack?

In her head, Sycada murmured. She can not remember ever feeling that way. She let out a deep breath and turned to face the pink queen-sized bed in front of her, pulling her long, curly bronze hair into a high bun.

Closing the door behind her, Lady Phoebe returned to her room in silence, leaving an extra blanket and glasses of water on the table.

Phoebe was Pitre's personal blood bag, and now she is obligated to care for Sycada while in Forks.

Phoebe cannot suffer any kind of harm without Pitre's consent. Pitre used the term "special" to describe her.

Feeling cold running down her spine, she realized that this was the time of year when strong rain and cada do not mix. She took the extra blanket, pulled it over her head, and sipped the warm water from the glass.

I am not your pet, Marco. Damn you. Cada repeats Marco's statement about leaving forks first thing in the morning.

She could not decide whether to be relieved he was still alive or hurt that he had staged his death, so tears welled up in her eyes.

"Yes, the ripper has a heart."

Her gaze followed the sound of a voice to her right, where he stood looking at her with his arms folded. Black jeans and a black v-neck t-shirt? Really, marco, she thought to herself.

"I have noticed that dogs consistently manage to find their way back to their master."

She said mockingly, blinking away a tear that was about to fall down her cheek as Marco's jaws clenched.

"Marco Damion I really do not know what Renesmee finds admirable in you.

Approaching him, she traced her middle finger across his chest, ending at his belly button.

"Perhaps the smile or —"

He moved to sit on the bed after clearing his throat. Being cautious to ensure Phoebe remained asleep, Marco's gaze scanned the room, perhaps searching for a clue, he thought to himself.

How come? Much jealousy, Sycada?

Her purple silk nightgown caught his attention as he raised his eyebrows and looked her over.

"It is not who I am."

She responded while he looked away after taking a deep breath. Sycada could have enjoyed being the lady of the Volturi clan, so he could not understand why she would want to humble herself to become a human.

So what exactly is cada?

"Stay put; you will see"

Marco detested cada's cunning nature, especially now that they are on opposing sides.

"What made him send you? when he is aware that it is Cullen's territory."

"The Cullens let humans here and I'm exactly that don't you think?"

"What made Gomez consent to this?"

Marco questioned as Cada smiled and blinked twice at Gomez's name.

Or perhaps, like me, he is also your pet.

Marco continued, observing that Cada's once-smiling face had turned into one of rage.

Cada's rage was triggered, and she siphoned her vampire speed, pressing him to the bed and staring into his hazelnut eyes.

He looked her over, seeing tears welling up in her eyes but also a cold blackness that left him perplexed as to how she could be completely human and yet a vampire at the same time.