Prologue
Prologue
I look at her. She looks at me. Her red eyes pulse lightly. I long to open my mouth and say something, anything, to show her how confident I am. I could tell her that I'm not afraid of her. I could say she can never hurt me. I feel Renesmee squeeze my hand, and I look to her. She smiles, but I can see the worry in her eyes. Yeah, I could say a lot of things like that. But I'd be lying.