Tanya stared in the distance and felt captivated the moment she saw the handsome, blonde stranger. Who was he? Why was he approaching her home in Alaska?

Even at great lengths she could see the cool, caramel color of his eyes. The blue and white beanie hat he wore for either human disguise or fashion fit him perfectly. It was pulled down snugly over his ears, though shaggy, blonde locks peaked out around his ears.

He was lean, muscular and she could see he adapted to the diet of animal blood.

God, he's beautiful, she thought.

Tanya opened the door that led out onto the porch of her family's home in Alaska. She hadn't felt this captivated by a man's beauty since her crush on Edward had diminished. Normally it took a lot of effort to impress Tanya. It wasn't intentional, it was just the way things worked for her in regards to her love life. She had never fully envied her sister for finding Garrett, nor did she find jealousy in Carmen and Eleazar's relationship. There were fleeting moments when she wished she had that permanent someone to lean on, but those moments were often in or after a crisis.

She held her breath and watched as he walked up toward the house. For whatever reason, she couldn't get a true scent on the man. There was a strong breeze here and there where she could sense something, but it wasn't constant.

It's somewhat familiar, Tanya acknowledged, but from where?

It was then that she recognized he was not alone. There were others following - she could hear mumbled conversations.

Tanya's heart would have been racing if it was still capable of such a thing. After the events of the last decade she knew it could have been anybody. The excitement kept her firmly in place on the porch, and a part of her even wanted to take a risk and run out to confront the stranger.

She had perfected the art of staying cool and being smart. It was how she had lived for so long. Her family was just around the corner, and so if the beautiful stranger happened to be an assailant she was confident in her backup - particularly since the arrival of Emmett, Rosalie, William, Madison and Mackenzie; not to mention her sister and Garrett had returned from their sentence in Volterra.

"Hello!" The handsome man waved with a sheepish smile. "Tanya?"

She swallowed hard and looked around wondering why the rest of her family hadn't come out to stand by her yet. Surely they were aware of the presence of others.

"That depends on who is asking," she replied coolly, standing confidently with her hands on her hips.

The man glanced over his shoulder and then hurried the rest of the way up to the front steps of the massive estate. "Wow." His eyes scanned the house, "This is a nice place."

Tanya looked back at him and shook her head. "I'm sorry. Do I know you?"

Where the heck is the rest of my family? she thought again, this guy could be kidnapping me right now... not that I'd mind.

The young man laughed and removed his hat before reaching out a hand. "I apologize. I must look a lot different." He glanced over his shoulder again, and then stared back into Tanya's eyes. "I'm Marshall. Marshall Cullen."