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    Devotion

    When he was done, I sat up with the intention of returning the favor to find him already clothed.

    Next time, I promised myself. Next time.

    Edward grabbed my hand firmly in his and I followed him to Carlisle’s office. He hesitated before the door momentarily before Edward announced that Carlisle was busy at the moment.

    “I really think we should go in.” My voice came from somewhere that I had no control over.

    The new smell rolling from that closed door in savory waves was painfully appetizing. Before I understood what was happening, Edward had me pinned down to the floor with an unexpected strength and I was angry with him. I was fighting violently to get him off of me. I wanted what was in that room. Seconds later, Alice appeared out of nowhere and began assisting Edward. They held me down and exchanged concerns that were inaudible to me over my screams of fury.

    “Bella!” Alice yelled. “Edward, what’s wrong with her!?”

    The commotion had brought Carlisle out of his office. The open door sent me into an even wilder fit of rage. I wanted something from that room. Blood, that was it. I wanted the blood that I smelled in that room, why wouldn’t they let me have it?!

    “Get her downstairs!” Carlisle ordered. I was furious. I wanted what was in that room. I wanted it with a desire that was not my own. Carlisle grabbed my legs and helped Alice and Edward drag me down the two flights of stairs. With the increasing distance between me and the scent it became easier for them to control me. They set me on the couch and Alice and Edward took a position on either side of me to hold me down. I was instantly disgusted with myself and I felt thoroughly ashamed.

    “Carlisle?” Edward asked.

    “Yes?”

    “Do you have a human in your office?”

    “No.”

    “I didn’t think so, I would have been able to smell a human.”

    “Bella,” Carlisle turned his attention back to me. “What did you smell?”

    “I smelled blood.” I didn’t like where this was going. Was I hallucinating the smell of blood now? No one else could seem to smell it.

    “Bella, there was no-”

    “Wait!” Carlisle cut him off. “Of course!” Realization dawned over his face.

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