Rejected Luna: He wants me back
he roars, scrambling to his feet.
Carlisle simply smirks. “Didn’t see you there,” he drawls, not a single hint of apology in his voice. “Your presence is a bit weak in the heat of battle, wouldn’t you say?”
The irritation in Elijah's voice deepens to a growl. "After this is done," he threatens, cracking his knuckles menacingly, "I'm going to break every bone in your body."
"If you manage to survive these goons with those fancy but weak moves of yours," Carlisle counters, a playful glint in his eyes, "then we can talk about playtime."