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"You don't want me?" I asked, shocked.
"No. Goodbye Bella." Edward said and he was gone.
I tried to follow him, but I got lost in the forest. Tears were streaming down my face and I tripped on a root, and fell over. I just lay there, on the ground, sobbing. He'd left me. How could he leave me?
"You're not crying over that pathetic excuse for a leech, I hope?" A deep voice asked.
My head shot up, and I saw a man, half hidden in shadows. From what I could see of him, he was very tall, and broad. He was heavily muscled, but not in a way that looked unattractive.
"Wh- who are you?" I asked.
"All in good time, little Isabella." He chuckled.
"How do you know my name?" I asked.
"I've been watching you for quite some time. I was waiting for the leech to leave. I was getting very close to actually making him. The way he looked at you, touched you, made me want to tear him apart."
"What do you mean, leech?"
"Vampire. Yes, I know what he is." He said, and he walked out of the shadows. He was very handsome. In a rugged, wild sort of way. He had piercing grey eyes, and long brown, almost black, hair. His ears were slightly pointed, and his teeth seemed sharp. I gasped at the sight of him. He was only wearing jeans and boots. I had been right. He was heavily muscled, and it just made him all that more attractive.
"Why have you been watching me?" I asked.
He opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by a growl. The both of us looked, to see a black wolf the size of a horse, appear. It growled at the man, and the man growled right back.
"Back off pup." He warned. "I'm not breaching the terms of the treaty here. The girl is mine. I suggest you back off, unless you want to challenge me."
The wolf growled again, and the man changed. Suddenly, he wasn't a man, but a large black wolf, that was much larger than the first. His fur also seemed darker. It was black as night. He growled threateningly.
The smaller wolf let out a whine, and lowered its head, in what I supposed was a submissive gesture. The wolf, which had once been a man started to walk towards the smaller wolf, but then suddenly changed direction, and ran at me. I heard a startled yelp, before the wolf was upon me, and biting down on my arm. I cried out in pain. Darkness tinted my vision, and I passed out.
Fenrir bit down on Isabella's arm, injecting the venom into her system. Infecting her. She was a werewolf now. Something she should have been long ago, had her life not been interfered with. The pup yelped, and moved forward. Fenrir looked up, and growled. The pup stopped. He wasn't stupid, unlike some shifters. Fenrir advanced one pace, and the pup crouched to the floor, and rolled over, belly up, neck bared, showing his submission.
Fenrir surveyed him for a moment, before returning his attention to the unconscious girl he'd just bitten. She would make a magnificent wolf when she changed. Thankfully, he only had to wait a week to see her first transformation, and then he could begin her training. And he could mark her as his and his alone.
Fenrir transformed back, naked now, as his jeans, and boots had been destroyed when he'd transformed. He looked once more at the small girl up, growled once more at the pup, and then apparated away. She'd come to him on the full moon. No wolf was strong enoug to resist the calls of the moon, their alpha and their mate. And then, she would be his.
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