Chapter 6

Jasper POV

"The goddess of destruction?" wait, did she just say Whitlock? Isabella Whitlock?

Flashback

1870

"Are you sure your ready for this?" my father asked for the 11 time in an hour. We were in his room since the girls have forbidden me from going anywhere near my girl until the time came.

"I've been ready for this for the past 10 years." I couldn't help the smile that came across my face as I thought about the time me and Bella have had together. We have been friend since elementary school but it was in the middle of high school that we took our relationship to the next level. We finished high school together, when to college together (although she took English literature and I took history), graduated together and now was the day I have been waiting for since I asked for her hand on the night of our graduation party.

Then the door opened and my mother stepped in, fully made up and looking beautiful.

"It's time boys."

Now

Jasper POV

I know that name. I gave her that name. What the hell is she doing here? She's supposed to be dead. I went to her god damn funeral and yet there she is standing not 3 feet away. She's supposed to be the enemy and yet my arms are yearning to reach out for her.

I could sense out of her emotions that she recognises me. There is also some longing there as well but she knows as much as I do we can do nothing about it. Like she said; opposite ends of a war. But didn't that war end over 7 decades ago? I couldn't help but feel hope.

I could feel Peter's and Char's surprise by her title as well. For over a century, I was known as the god of war.

"I'm the major of maria's army. May I ask what you have done to make both my 2nd and 3rd in command cautious?" I couldn't help but ask. Peter is almost never serious and I could still hear his growls behind me.

"A while ago, me and Peter met, but being enemies, we were ordered to fight." I was actually surprised I got an answer.

"She would have won to if it wasn't for the fact that they had 3 others with them." the big guy in front of her chipped in. Were they mates? I couldn't help but feel disappointment. A small growl slipped out of my lips at this emotion. It has been far too long since I felt it and not done anything about it.

I say her perk up a bit at my growl. I could feel remorse and hope coming off her in strong folds but it was also mixed with a bit of fear. Fear for what? Me? Can't be.

Bella POV

I new he recognised me. He must be the empath that Lucy always talked about because I could feel his recognition along with a bit of hope. Hope? Does he still love me? God I hope so.

No Bella, that type of thinking will not go down will with Lucy.

Although I've not seen Lucy in over 75 years, I'm still very cautious that someday she'll track me down. She'd dance on my ashes if she found out that the man I've been yearning for all these years is non other than the God of War. But some things just didn't add up. My brain started going into overdrive.

From the stories i've heard about the major, he was turned right about the same time as me. But that means...when he went missing all those years ago...he was really...

Horror and realisation overcame me as I began to understand the situation.

And I was so mad at him for leaving me.

While I was thinking, I never lost focus of the room I was still standing in with 7 unfamiliar (for the most part) vampires. Jas...The Major had most likely come to the same realisation as I have because he had, what I would imagine, the same expression on his face as I had. The others had moved over to where He was stood, Peter and Charlotte still in crouched positions behind him. However, when he took that first step towards me, I panicked. Pushing Garrett out of the way, I bolted out of the glass door and out into the woods. It wasn't until I reached the state line that I noticed the all too familiar sent behind me. He was following me.

I came upon a clearing in the woods. Covering te ground where all sorts of flowers. I stopped in the middle and new when he slowed down and began to walk towards me.

He seemed cautious.

He must of heard of me too.

It wasn't until I smelt the rest of the family behind him that I tensed.

But then...when he was but a foot away, things started to go down hill. The 1 scent I hoped never to smell again filled the air along with another I have also become used to. I was already crouched, with Jasper beside me, when the 2 sisters emerged into the clearing.