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The Magic Within

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Damn you, ever-nagging plot bunnies … I just can’t get this one out of my head. I am focusing on one story, but I wanted to get a foundation on this new one. So, here we go … This will be similar to Buying Love, Friends with Benefits, Mafia Princess and The One That Got Away, with shorter chapters and weekly updates: Sundays with teasers on Thursday.

The speech will happen next chapter along with some citrusy action. Will they mate? Or will they explore each other’s bodies? And I do plan on having another Bella chapter … perhaps this one!

Chapter Sixteen


“Are you ready, Edward?” Carmen asked. She steadied the camera and looked at the computer screen.

“Not really,” he replied grumpily.

“Well, too bad,” she snickered. “It’s almost three and we’ve got almost all of the creatures logged in.”

“Fuck,” he sighed, scrubbing his face and smoothing out his speech. “Okay, let’s get this done.” He rolled his head and straightened his shoulders. He arched a brow, tightening his jaw and his emerald eyes glittered under the lights of the camera. With a harsh nod, Carmen pressed the button. “Good afternoon. My name, my human name, is Edward Cullen. Recently, something was awoken in my body and I felt power swelling through my veins. I thought that I was going crazy. Hell, I was admitted into a psychiatric facility, placed on medications and shunned by my human family. What I believed to be insanity was something more …” He waved his hand, allowing snowball to grow and he sent it skyward. The glistening snow began falling in the room and the temperature quickly dropped. “My ancestry is royal … My father, a fae warrior, was your last leader and unfortunately lost his life in a battle protecting the world from evil. Before he died, he bound all magic, including mine.”

With a flourish, he pulled the snow back in and gripped the podium. “Since my diagnosis, thanks to the doctors at Heritage Farms Psychiatric Facility, my powers have only grown until they started to move past the magical bindings placed upon our kind. I thought I had a circulation disorder … instead, I’m the male version of Elsa from Frozen. So, don’t piss me off. I’ll send the world into the next Ice Age.”

I giggled and I could see comments rolling in from the livestream. People were happy with his candor and dry humor. Some were concerned about his use of laughter, but were willing to hear him out.

“Now, I knew nothing of this world until a week ago. I was, well, am an attorney. I was never a fighter and I certainly never believed in magic. And yet, I’m standing before you, almost ten feet tall, able to create a blizzard to end all blizzards and shapeshift into any animal I desire. Based off my lineage, I’m to lead you all against the dark creatures of this world and end the long-standing battle between good and evil, light and dark, heaven and hell …” He paused, looking down and drawing a breath. He blinked up, staring back into the camera. “I’m learning. As quickly as I can, but I’m learning. From my training this morning, I’m a quick study. Now, what does this mean for all of you?

“It means that you all need to prepare to go to war with Aro and his minions of dark creatures. We cannot allow this darkness to spread like a cancer all over the world. I’m preparing to meet with leaders of other magical creatures to discuss our options. On this website, there is information about how to practice and hone your powers. Focus your attention on building up your stamina, your strength. Everyone will need to stand and fight. Men, women, elves, fae, shapeshifters, mages and witches. Like us, these dark creatures are spread all over the world, but they are all linked to Aro, as his ancestor was the one who used dark magic to create this evil.

“I’m giving anyone with powers authority to end any dark creature seen practicing magic out in the open. Our secret must remain that way … a secret. That’s paramount. According to my research, these dark creatures have the same strengths, and the same vulnerabilities as us, with the exception of vampires. They are light sensitive and will burst into flames in the sunlight, causing them to turn into ash.” He smirked. “Perhaps, with the help of my mate, we can have plenty of sunny days.” He blinked over to me, holding out his hand.

I smoothed my green sheath and walked over to him, he gripped my hand, kissing my knuckles and holding me close. “This is my mate, my sih’rena, Isabella Swan. She is the woman who grounds me and whom I love more than my own life,” he said, his arms sliding around my waist. He stared at me, his emerald eyes darkening and his tattoos glowing subtly. “Together, we can defeat Aro and vanquish the darkness from our world, allowing magic to prosper once again.” He kissed me and I melted against him, lost in the sweetness of his lips and the power of his address. He pulled back, cupping my cheek and tracing his fingers down my neck. I felt that soft, gentle touch all over me. He looked back at the camera. “For now, begin training, get used to your powers. For those of you who live on the west coast, contact me if you want further training here in Seattle. Thank you for taking the time hear me out and I pray that we will put an end to this once and for all.”

Carmen ended the recording and turned the computer. Edward blew out a breath, his lips finding my neck and his arms banding around me tightly. “You did very, very well, Edward,” Carmen praised. “A lot of positive commentary and your email box is filling quickly with vows of solidarity.”

“Talking in front of a camera is one thing, but rallying the troops and trying to end this conflict is another,” Edward said, his arms still around me. “Where do we go from here?”

“For now, we take the night off and tomorrow, we prepare to return to work,” Carmen explained. “We have to keep up with the human façade.”

“What about me? Up until a week ago, I was married to a sadistic asshole, who worked for the police department,” I deadpanned. “I wasn’t allowed a job. And now that I’m divorced, Jake is … he’s going to be off the rails pissed.” I felt sick to my stomach, afraid that he’d be able to find me.

“Bella, I can tell you that there is a permanent restraining order,” Edward said, his hands taking my face.

“A piece of paper won’t stop him from …” I trailed off. I was being irrational. I was powerful and could use my powers to set him on fire, but he’d fucked with my mind. “He can still hurt me.”

Edward pulled me to his chest. I felt his cool body mold against mine and his steady thrum of his heartbeat pounding against my ear. “He won’t. I’ll kill him before he could touch you again. I promise you that,” he said, his voice quiet, but menacing.

“Bella, may I?” Emmett asked. I moved away and looked at the man who was in charge of the protection for my mate. He was strong, intimidating and determined. “Jacob is in trouble. I know that he’s been put on a desk, pending your claims of spousal abuse. He may even be suspended, but I don’t know since he works in a different precinct than me. However, from what Eleazar and Carmen told me, this place is magically camouflaged.”

“I can’t just stay here. I have to maintain the human façade, too,” I muttered. “Right?” I looked at Carmen.

“I think that you need to remain here and learn the ways of the fae. You didn’t have a human occupation and would not be missed at a job,” Carmen murmured. “I also think you would benefit from further magical training. Your powers are more volatile than Edward’s.” She looked at me, arching a brow. “But, you can’t remain here all of the time. I think it would be beneficial for you to be out and about. However, after we find out what the hell is going on with your ex-husband.”

“Bella, you could come and work with me at the garage,” Rose suggested. “I need someone to handle the office. I know you’ve taken some business classes.”

“Nothing too taxing. Just some simple finance courses and such, at a junior college,” I blushed, feeling useless. When my father passed away, and I married Jake, my education ceased. I wanted to major in English Literature, but money was tight. And Jake said that my job was to be a mother to our children. No degree was fucking required for spreading my legs.

“What about going to school?” Edward suggested. “Or continuing your education, sih’rena?

“Perhaps after all of this is done,” I said, smiling at Edward and loving him even more for suggesting continuing my education. “But, I like the idea of working with Rose.”

“Awesome!” Rose sang. “You can start next week!” She hugged me, darting off with Emmett. We heard clothes rip and a door slam. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what they were doing.

“Why don’t you go up to your room?” Carmen suggested. “I’ll have your meal delivered in a few hours. Use this time to … let’s just say this is the calm before the storm.” She bowed, picking up her laptop and camera, leaving us in the room.

“That was cryptic,” Edward said, his tone dry and his lips pressed into a grim line.

“Well, my guess is that you’re going to get people, creatures, who want to answer your call to train here in Seattle,” I said. He nodded, loosening his tie. “Hey, now. I wanted to remove your suit with my teeth. That hasn’t changed, m’aarenne,” I purred. He growled lowly and his fangs fell from his incisors. I could feel mine as well. I took his hand, dragging him away from the throne room. I wasn’t moving fast enough. He picked me up, carrying me and almost flying up the stairs to our rooms. Closing our door and flicking it locked with his hands, he caged me with his arms. I was on fire for him. Seeing him take control and speak to our people, it made me desire him even more than I ever imagined. I moved my hands from the door and unraveled the tie around his neck.

“You’re serious about removing this suit with your teeth,” he said, his eyes dancing seductively in the late afternoon sunlight.

“Well, I do like it,” I said, unbuttoning the jacket and pushing it off his shoulders. It fell to the wood floors in a soft heap. “The shirt, definitely.” I kissed him, sliding my tongue between his lips and he growled, deep and low. I moved my mouth from his, kissing down his jaw and nipping at the fabric around his neck. With a giggle, I tugged on the collar of shirt with my teeth and felt the fabric give way. He pressed his hips against me, pushing me against the door. I felt his arousal against my thigh as I tore the shirt away from his muscular torso and revealing his perfect form. His wings spread and he looked even more enticing. “I forgot about those.”

“It’s weird that I can retract them,” he said, spreading them wide and the tips almost touching the width of the large room. “Hide them within my body.” I moved and pushed him away, examining his gorgeous form. I ran my fingers down his spine and he shuddered. “Damn, your touch feels so good, sih’rena.” He rolled his shoulders and his wings disappeared, folding within himself. He turned around and looked at me, his eyes starved. I bit my lip as he moved to me, taking my face in his hands. “I want you. So, fucking badly.”

I whimpered, gripping his wrists and staring into his eyes. “I want to feel your mouth on me, you inside me …” I breathed. “I want to feel loved.”

“I want to love you,” he murmured, his eyes softening and his grip on my face loosening. He leaned down, kissing me so tenderly, I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. His hands moved from my face and lifted me into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried us to the bed. His fingers deftly slid down the zipper of my dress and as we lay down, the green fabric fell away, revealing a matching green and black bra and panty set. “You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. Words cannot describe how perfect you are.” I blushed, biting my lip as his eyes gazed at me hungrily. He looked up at me, staring into my eyes. “Do you want this? Do you want us?

“I want us, but I’m still …” I trailed off. “What if …”

“You’re in charge, sih’rena,” he murmured, his lips caressing mine. “You tell me what you want. I’m yours, irrevocably, undeniably and unconditionally. I will love you, no matter what. That will never, ever change. I’m yours to command, love. Tell me what you want.”

“You,” I breathed, tugging him to me and kissing his lips.

A/N: Okay, so I’m ending it there. Don’t hate me! Next chapter will still be in Bella’s POV and we’ll get the citrusy goodness. Will they or won’t they? Tell me? What do you think? Is she ready to make love to her mate? Or will we just have some fun exploring each other?

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