After the tragic death of her best friend/unrequited love, Cedric Diggory, Elliana Kingsley, a Muggle-born witch, chose to leave Hogwarts and travel with her parents to the continental US, hoping for a fresh start.
But her world is turned upside wh...
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||Edward's P.O.V.||
The ache in my chest was all-consuming. Blinding. When I heard Elliana agree to be his date to the dance... Well, putting it mildly, it broke my heart.
My siblings tried to reassure me in their own way.
Emmett, of course, chose to make light of the situation, stating— 'It's just a dance'.
Alice, ever the optimist, chose a more hopeful approach. She was convinced that Elliana agreed to go with Trevor for 'old time's sake', fully believing that she harbored no romantic feelings for the blue-eyed wizard, which I found hard to believe..
Jasper used his empath abilities to ease the sting of rejection, but he could only do so much. He did try to reassure me by reminding me that 'technically, she didn't reject me'. He was right, I suppose, given the infuriating fact that I didn't even get the chance to ask her. Regardless, the thought of my mate being escorted to the dance by a hormonal teenage wizard that couldn't take his eyes off her was enough to make me see red.
Rosalie, I noticed, was being extra careful with her thoughts, constantly reciting the Japanese alphabet in her head and seeming to avoid me all together.
I was genuinely torn about what to do. There was something primal within me that needed to speak with her— that needed to convince her that she was mine. Period. That primal side of me wanted to demand that she cancel her 'date' with Trevor. And, as much as I hated to admit it, there was a small part of me that simply wanted to rip his head from his shoulders— to take him out of the picture entirely.
Obviously, I would never act on that monstrous impulse, but the fact that I even considered it (however brief it was) was a bit eye-opening. The bond I had with Elliana was only intensifying, so the desire to claim her as mine was becoming dangerous— like a raging forest fire, ready to destroy everything in its path. No doubt, those raging desires were effects of the 'fate bond', the magic that binds us threatening to consume me entirely.
It was then that I realized... I needed a plan. I could tell she was aware that we shared a 'connection', but I don't think she realized just how strong it was. I don't think she had a clue just how entangled we were. Or maybe she just didn't want to admit it to herself?
One thing I knew— I couldn't lose her. I wouldn't. I refused to even consider such a heart-wrenching idea. It was preposterous. Absurd. Blasphemy.
She was mine. She was always destined to be mine. She just... didn't know it yet. She'll come around eventually....Right?
Right.
As I attempted to concoct a 'foil-proof plan' to win her over, I found myself running through the woods at full speed in her direction. It was as though my body had a mind all its own, the desperate need for her trying to take over. In that moment, there mere thought of her was enough to send me into a frenzy. The image of her in that delicious red blouse today was permanently burned into my mind, taunting me. The color brought out the natural rosy hue in her cheeks, highlighting the erotic-smelling blood swirling beneath her sun-kissed skin. Oh, to taste her.
