"That"s all we"ve ever asked."
Amun grimaced, "But not all that you are getting, it seems." He turned on Benjamin. "I gave you life. You"re wasting it."
Benjamin"s face looked colder than I"d ever seen it; the expression contrasted oddly with his boyish features. "It"s a pity you couldn"t replace my will with your own in the process; perhaps then you would have been satisfied with me."
Amun"s eyes narrowed. He gestured abruptly to Kebi, and they stalked past us out the front door.
"He"s not leaving," Edward said quietly to me, "but he"ll be keeping his distance even more from now on. He wasn"t bluffing when he spoke of joining the Volturi."
"Why did Alistair go?" I whispered."No one can be positive; he didn"t leave a note. From his mutters, it"s been clear that he thinks a fight is inevitable. Despite his demeanor, he actually does care too much for Carlisle to stand with the Volturi. I suppose he decided the danger was too much."
Edward shrugged.
Though our conversation was clearly just between the two of us, of course everyone could hear it. Eleazar answered Edward"s comment like it had been meant for all.
"From the sound of his mumblings, it was a bit more than that. We haven"t spoken much of the Volturi agenda, but Alistair worried that no matter how decisively we can prove your innocence, the Volturi will not listen. He thinks they will find an excuse to achieve their goals here."
The vampires glanced uneasily at one another. The idea that the Volturi would manipulate their own sacrosanct law for gain was not a popular idea. Only the Romanians were composed, their small half-smiles ironic. They seemed amused at how the others wanted to think well of their ancient enemies.
Many low discussions began at the same time, but it was the Romanians I listened to.
Maybe because the fair-haired Vladimir kept shooting glances in my direction.
"I do so hope Alistair was right about this," Stefan murmured to Vladimir. "No matter the outcome, word will spread. It"s time our world saw the Volturi for what they"ve become. They"ll never fall if everyone believes this nonsense about them protecting our way of life."
"At least when we ruled, we were honest about what we were," Vladimir replied.
Stefan nodded. "We never put on white hats and called ourselves saints."
"I"m thinking the time has come to fight," Vladimir said. "How can you imagine we"ll ever find a better force to stand with? Another chance this good?"
"Nothing is impossible. Maybe someday-"
"We"ve been waiting for fifteen hundred years, Stefan. And they"ve only gotten stronger with the years." Vladimir paused and looked at me again. He showed no surprise when he saw that I was watching him, too. "If the Volturi win this conflict, they will leave with more power than they came with. With every conquest they add to their strengths.
Think of what that newborn alone could give them"-he jerked his chin toward me -"and she is barely discovering her gifts. And the earth-mover." Vladimir nodded toward Benjamin, who stiffened. Almost everyone was eavesdropping on the Romanians now, like me. "With their witch twins they have no need of the illusionist or the fire touch." His eyes moved to Zafrina, then Kate.
Stefan looked at Edward. "Nor is the mind reader is exactly necessary. But I see your point. Indeed, they will gain much if they win."
"More than we can afford to have them gain, wouldn"t you agree?"Stefan sighed. "I think I must agree. And that means... "
"That we must stand against them while there is still hope."
"If we can just cripple them, even, expose them ..."
"Then, someday, others will finish the job."
"And our long vendetta will be repaid. At last."
They locked eyes for a moment and then murmured in unison. "It seems the only way."
"So we fight," Stefan said.
Though I could see that they were torn, self-preservation warring with revenge, the smile they exchanged was full of antic.i.p.ation.
"We fight," Vladimir agreed.
I suppose it was a good thing; like Alistair, I was sure the battle was impossible to avoid. In that case, two more vampires fighting on our side could only help. But the Romanians" decision still made me shudder.
"We will fight, too," Tia said, her usually grave voice more solemn than ever. "We believe the Volturi will overstep their authority. We have no wish to belong to them."
Her eyes lingered on her mate.
Benjamin grinned and threw an impish glance toward the Romanians. "Apparently, I"m a hot commodity. It appears I have to win the right to be free."
"This won"t be the first time I"ve fought to keep myself from a king"s rule," Garrett said in a teasing tone. He walked over and clapped Benjamin on the back. "Here"s to freedom from oppression."
"We stand with Carlisle," Tanya said. "And we fight with him."
The Romanians" p.r.o.nouncement seemed to have made the others feel the need to declare themselves as well.
"We have not decided," Peter said. He looked down at his tiny companion; Charlotte"s lips were set in dissatisfaction. It looked like she"d made her decision. I wondered what it was.
"The same goes for me," Randall said.
"And me," Mary added.
"The packs will fight with the Cullens," Jacob said suddenly. "We"re not afraid of vampires," he added with a smirk."Children," Peter muttered.
"Infants," Randall corrected.
Jacob grinned tauntingly.
"Well, I"m in, too," Maggie said, shrugging out from under Siobhan"s restraining hand.
"I know truth is on Carlisle"s side. I can"t ignore that."
Siobhan stared at the junior member of her coven with worried eyes. "Carlisle," she said as if they were alone, ignoring the suddenly formal feel of the gathering, the unexpected outburst of declarations, "I don"t want this to come to a fight."
"Nor do I, Siobhan. You know that"s the last thing I want." He half-smiled. "Perhaps you should concentrate on keeping it peaceful."
"You know that won"t help," she said.
I remembered Rose and Carlisle"s discussion of the Irish leader; Carlisle believed that Siobhan had some subtle but powerful gift to make things go her way-and yet Siobhan didn"t believe it herself.
"It couldn"t hurt," Carlisle said.
Siobhan rolled her eyes. "Shall I visualize the outcome I desire?" she asked sarcastically.
Carlisle was openly grinning now. "If you don"t mind."
"Then there is no need for my coven to declare itself, is there?" she retorted. "Since there is no possibility of a fight." She put her hand back on Maggie"s shoulder, pulling the girl closer to her. Siobhan"s mate, Liam, stood silent and expressionless.
Almost everyone else in the room looked mystified by Carlisle and Siobhan"s clearly joking exchange, but they didn"t explain themselves.
That was the end of the dramatic speeches for the night. The group slowly dispersed, some off to hunt, some to while away the time with Carlisle"s books or televisions or computers.
Edward, Renesmee, and I went to hunt. Jacob tagged along.
"Stupid leeches," he muttered to himself when we got outside. "Think they"re so superior." He snorted.
"They"ll be shocked when the infants save their superior lives, won"t they?" Edward said.
Jake smiled and punched his shoulder. "h.e.l.l yeah, they will."This wasn"t our last hunting trip. We all would hunt again nearer to the time we expected the Volturi. As the deadline was not exact, we were planning to stay a few nights out in the big baseball clearing Alice had seen, just in case. All we knew was that they would come the day that the snow stuck to the ground. We didn"t want the Volturi too close to town, and Demetri would lead them to wherever we were. I wondered who he would track in, and guessed that it would be Edward since he couldn"t track me.
I thought about Demetri while I hunted, paying little attention to my prey or the drifting snowflakes that had finally appeared but were melting before they touched the rocky soil. Would Demetri realize that he couldn"t track me? What would he make of that?
What would Aro? Or was Edward wrong? There were those little exceptions to what I could withstand, those ways around my shield. Everything that was outside my mind was vulnerable-open to the things Jasper, Alice, and Benjamin could do. Maybe Demetri"s talent worked a little differently, too.
And then I had a thought that brought me up short. The half-drained elk dropped from my hands to the stony ground. Snowflakes vaporized a few inches from the warm body with tiny sizzling sounds. I stared blankly at my b.l.o.o.d.y hands.
Edward saw my reaction and hurried to my side, leaving his own kill undrained.
"What"s wrong?" he asked in a low voice, his eyes sweeping the forest around us, looking for whatever had triggered my behavior.
"Renesmee," I choked.
"She"s just through those trees," he rea.s.sured me. "I can hear both her thoughts and Jacob"s. She"s fine."
"That"s not what I meant," I said. "I was thinking about my shield-you really think it"s worth something, that it will help somehow. I know the others are hoping that I"ll be able to shield Zafrina and Benjamin, even if I can only keep it up for a few seconds at a time. What if that"s a mistake? What if your trust in me is the reason that we fail?"
My voice was edging toward hysteria, though I had enough control to keep it low. I didn"t want to upset Renesmee.
"Bella, what brought this on? Of course, it"s wonderful that you can protect yourself, but you"re not responsible for saving anyone. Don"t distress yourself needlessly."
"But what if I can"t protect anything?" I whispered in gasps. "This thing I do, it"s faulty, it"s erratic! There"s no rhyme or reason to it. Maybe it will do nothing against Alec at all."
"Shh," he hushed me. "Don"t panic. And don"t worry about Alec. What he does is no different than what Jane or Zafrina does. It"s just an illusion-he can"t get inside your head any more than I can."
"But Renesmee does!" I hissed frantically through my teeth. "It seemed so natural, I never questioned it before. It"s always been just part of who she is. But she puts her thoughts right into my head just like she does with everyone else. My shield has holes, Edward!"
I stared at him desperately, waiting for him to acknowledge my terrible revelation. His lips were pursed, as if he was trying to decide how to phrase something. His expression was perfectly relaxed.
"You thought of this a long time ago, didn"t you?" I demanded, feeling like an idiot for my months of overlooking the obvious.
He nodded, a faint smile pulling up one corner of his mouth. "The first time she touched you."
I sighed at my own stupidity, but his calm had mellowed me some. "And this doesn"t bother you? You don"t see it as a problem?"
"I have two theories, one more likely than the other."
"Give me the least likely first."
"Well, she"s your daughter," he pointed out. "Genetically half you. I used to tease you about how your mind was on a different frequency than the rest of ours. Perhaps she runs on the same."
This didn"t work for me. "But you hear her mind just fine. Everyone hears her mind.
And what if Alec runs on a different frequency? What if-?"
He put a finger to my lips. "I"ve considered that. Which is why I think this next theory is much more likely."
I gritted my teeth and waited.
"Do you remember what Carlisle said to me about her, right after she showed you that first memory?"
Of course I remembered. "He said, "It"s an interesting twist. Like she"s doing the exact opposite of what you can.""
"Yes. And so I wondered. Maybe she took your talent and flipped it, too."
I considered that.
"You keep everyone out," he began.
"And no one keeps her out?" I finished hesitantly.
"That"s my theory," he said. "And if she can get into your head, I doubt there"s a shield on the planet who could keep her at bay. That will help. From what we"ve seen, no one can doubt the truth of her thoughts once they"ve allowed her to show them. And I think no one can keep her from showing them, if she gets close enough. If Aro allows her to explain..."
I shuddered to think of Renesmee so close to Aro"s greedy, milky eyes.
"Well," he said, rubbing my tight shoulders. "At least there"s nothing that can stop him from seeing the truth."
"But is the truth enough to stop him?" I murmured.
For that, Edward had no answer.
35. DEADLINE.
"Headed out?" Edward asked, his tone nonchalant. There was a sort of forced composure about his expression. He hugged Renesmee just a little bit tighter to his chest.
"Yes, a few last-minute things...," I responded just as casually.
He smiled my favorite smile. "Hurry back to me."
"Always."