My Enemy Mate

Pond

⚠️Disclaimer⚠️
There's no animal cruelty in this chapter. By hunting I mean drinking the animals' blood without killing it. I'm sorry if this confused you, I just can't think of a better word for it.

BELLA'S P.O.V.

I bend over and picked up the note.

"What is it?" Oliver asked looking over my shoulder.

"A note."

"From who?" He asked curious.

"I don't know." I said as I slowly opened the note.

'Hi bitch, are you scared of me? I always see you walking away when you see me in the hallway. Don't tell me you are so scared of me that you can't even cross paths with me. Are you scared that I'll rip you to pieces again?
-Megan'

All the bold letters are either missing or uncapitalized words/letters.

My blood boiled and I swear I could feel the fumes coming out of my ears like a cartoon character. My nails started growing and so did my fangs. My wings started coming out of my flesh and in that moment I felt myself transforming. I tried

Oliver noticed what was happening and pulled me into his arms as an action to calm me down.

"Be the bigger person, angel, don't respond." From his words I could tell that he had also read the note. Another thing that I could notice was the anger in his tone, he was also pissed, but he was controlling it.

"I don't want to be the bigger person, I want to be the small, petty person. I don't want to let her win." I moaned and stomped in addition to getting out of his hug.

"She isn't winning, she is mad because you are better than her. She knows that you could rip her to pieces if you wanted, but she knows you won't because you've actually got class, something she doesn't have. Just think about it, how miserable do you have to be to go out of your way to write someone a note. And one that has more grammatical mistakes than the first paragraph I've written when I was eight." He held my hand tightly and ran his fingers through my hair in a calming manner.

I took a deep breath. His words had calmed me down completely and I couldn't help but submit to his words, he was right after all.

"Now let's go hunting, angel." Oliver smiled once he saw that I had calmed down.
*****

We had just gotten to the deep part of the forest when I saw a deer peacefully eating the forest weeds. I slowly approached it, trying to make as least sound as possible.

I grabbed the deer softly, carefully not to hurt the animal. I slowly brought my face closer and carefully sank my teeth in to its' flesh. Fangs release numbing chemical when they come in contact to any type of flesh, so this didn't hurt the animal. But I could still tell it was trying to escape and uncomfortable.

I softly petted the animals head in an act to calm it down, which thankfully worked. I retrieved my fangs from its' flesh slowly while petting the now calm deer. Deer blood is one of my favorites and they are big animals so it doesn't affect them at all.

I walked back to where my dear mate was. He had been watching the whole scene, interested in the show.

I stood next to him, watching as the deer walked off into the distance. "You calmed that deer down perfectly, you'll be a great mother one day." He patted my stomach softly, his eyes shinning at the idea of having children.