BREE

Bree was scared. She was in an abandoned warehouse full of red-eyed humans—or vampires. Carlisle said they were created to serve him, and his yellow eyes proved it. What a load of bullshit. She was Twenty years old and had lived on the streets long enough to know when someone was lying to her.

There were ten of them, including her, and she couldn't understand why the others didn’t sense Carlisle’s lies like she did. The others were hostile and ready to fight, believing every word from that man’s mouth. They were promised an unlimited supply of blood and money—all they had to do was kill his old coven.

The others were fools. There was no such thing as an unlimited supply. There were always consequences. Even though they were more powerful than humans, there was no way they’d get what was promised to them. So, she called it bullshit.

There were two sides to every story, and she wasn’t going to kill just because Carlisle said so, or because he created them and claimed to own them. She also knew that some of them might not survive the fight. Bree was determined to leave the first chance she got. No one, absolutely no one, owned her.

Carlisle was off creating more vampires, while Edward—the man who gave her the creeps—was somewhere checking on his mate. She didn’t know why Edward’s mate wasn’t with him, but then again, she didn’t know much about mates.

When she asked, Edward told her it didn’t make sense for her to know because she would never have one. Of course, she didn’t believe him. Edward claimed he could read minds, and that if he found anything unworthy in theirs, he’d kill them. But she found a way to deter him from reading her mind—she just had to think about sex. The prude would berate her and go about his business.

But she had been planning to escape, and now the moment was perfect. Bree stood up and walked slowly toward the door. The others were busy with their things.

“Where are you going?” Riley asked. Since he was the first to change, he thought he was the General of Carlisle’s army.

“Just getting some fresh air,” she answered, acting innocent.

“Carlisle said we must stay inside. We don’t want to draw any attention to ourselves.” Riley said in a commanding tone.

Bree cursed internally. She just wanted to leave. She sensed that this whole thing was a disaster. She wished she could just be invisible and slip away. She had been invisible to everyone her whole life—to her parents, her siblings—until she ended up on the streets. And she was invisible there too; people refused to acknowledge her. So why couldn’t she be invisible now when she needed it?

“What the hell? Bree! Bree, where are you?” Riley shouted.

Bree looked at him as if he’d lost his mind. She was right in front of him! She waved her hands in front of his eyes, but he was looking around, searching and calling her name.

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“Well, damn,” She got her wish. She was invisible.

Bree walked out the door as quickly as possible, not trusting that she’d stay invisible for long. Maybe this was a gift like Edward’s, but hers was to turn invisible.

Yes, finally, something was going her way.

She had felt this pull ever since she woke up as a newborn. It was so strong like her dead heart would burst out of her chest. She decided to follow the pull and, while doing so, learn to control her gift.

Edward entered the warehouse in a foul mood. Bella wasn’t in Forks, and her father and friends had no idea where she was. After he scanned their minds, it didn’t make any sense.

Why would Bella leave? He understood that she was heartbroken after they left, but why leave? He had underestimated her. He thought she would be miserable until he returned to her.

Granted, he had planned on killing her, drinking her dry. Her delicious blood was so tempting. He wished he had taken her blood the day he left her—then he wouldn’t be in this situation.

Edward shook his head. Maybe Bella had gone back to Phoenix to her mother, and that would be a problem for him. Reaching her there would be difficult. “Damnit.” He cursed.

His plan was a good one, but he didn’t know Bella as well as he thought. Just thinking of her tantalizing blood sent delightful shivers down his spine.

“Bree, get out here now! I’m not kidding, you bitch!” Riley’s outburst cut through Edward’s pleasure.

“What the hell are you doing?” Edward asked Riley, who was walking around, shouting Bree’s name.

Riley stopped and looked at Edward. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try me,” Edward said.

“Well, I caught Bree going through the door.”

“Who’s Bree?”

Riley rolled his eyes. “She’s one of the newborns.”

“Oh, continue.”

Riley sighed. “While I was talking to her, she just disappeared. Right out of thin air.”

“You’re right, I don’t believe you. You’re wasting my time,” Edward hissed, turning away from Riley.

Riley hissed back, he had to find Bree before Carlisle returned.

The door opened, and Carlisle entered, carrying two people—one in each of his arms, a male and a female. They were turning into vampires. He flashed to the far corner of the room and laid them down on the cold concrete floor.

“Did I hear right? One of the newborns is missing?” Carlisle asked Riley angrily.

“Yes. It wasn’t my fault. I think she has the gift of invisibility. It’s the only explanation I have for her disappearing like that.” Riley said softly.

“You mean to tell me that a newborn has such a powerful gift, and you let her get away? You were supposed to watch them!” Carlisle said angrily.

“Hey, it’s not my fault. How was I supposed to know she could do such a thing? It’s—it’s such an unbelievable gift. She disappeared right in front of my eyes.

“Damn it, it’s such a great loss. A gift like that would be a great asset to me,” Carlisle said bitterly. “From now on, watch them carefully. I don’t want another escape. Bree is a lost cause—she could be anywhere by now.”

“Fine,” Riley said and went to join the other newborns.

“Edward, did you find Bella?” Carlisle asked as he walked to his son's side.

“No.”

“What do you mean, ‘no’?”

“No, as in, no, she’s not in Forks.”

“Then where is she?”

“That’s the question I wish I had the answer to.”

“Did you read her father’s mind?”

“Of course I did. He doesn’t know where she is either. The fool doesn’t even care.”

“I’m sorry, Edward, but you should cut your losses,” Carlisle said softly.

“What? No. I have to find her.” Edward said in a hard tone.

“And how are you planning to do that?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Let’s forget Bella for now, son. Let’s concentrate on our revenge and building a more powerful coven.”

“Fine, but the moment we’re done, I’m going to look for Bella.”

“And I will help you.” Carlisle squeezed Edward’s shoulder in support.