Chapter 1
It was another dark and rainy day when I woke up from the deep slumber my family never had to endure. Well all my family except my husband, who still slept in the bed next to me. Jacob Black and I have been married for two years now and my dad still hasn't coped with that idea that we share a bed. Not wanting to wake Jacob I sneak out of the bed and grab my clothes that lie on the floor from our previous night. Then I leave the room. I turn to walk down the stairs and walk right into my father who already knew what I was going to do. "Taking another run without your husband?" He really didn't need to ask the question since he could read my mind, "Yes, Jacob's still sleeping and I can't sit still lately."
Edward, my dad, walks down the stairs to the kitchen while I slide down the banister where the rest of my eavesdropping family sits pretending to be busy. Esme, my grandmother, is cooking breakfast for the endless pit called my husband. My mother is pretending to read the newspaper. Alice and Rosalie are looking at clothes on the computer while Jasper and Emmett fight in the back yard. Carlisle, my grandfather is obviously at work where he loves to be.
Alice turns away from the screen and looks into my eyes, "If you're going for a run I would stay close I saw some old "friends" visiting us this morning." I turn and look at my dad knowing that she meant the Volturi who had tried to kill me when I was first born. "Don't worry. Jacob is safe Bella wouldn't let anyone harm him just like we won't let them harm you."
I got my running shoes out of a closet and walked out the door. I got just passed Jasper and Emmett before I took off like a lighting bolt. I can't explain this recent need to run. It hit me almost two weeks ago. I woke up one morning and had this urge to go on a run. Recently I have begun to run nearly five miles each morning before we attend boring human school. I would be cutting this run short with the news of our visitors coming. The Volturi hasn't appeared before us since they decided to, thankfully, not kill me.
However grateful my parents were of that decision they never invited them to come back either. I am truly terrified that they have decided to "bless" us with their presence because of Jacob. They were never truly happy about the werewolves and vampires getting along when I was born. I knew that my marring Jacob could start the wild fire again; I assumed that after two years passed that meant we had nothing to fear.