Old Acquaintances

Elyse POV

Alex and I raced along until we picked up our children's scents.

"Have you ever come across this scent before?" I asked him.

"No." he replied.

"How do we know that it's not the Volturi, then?" I asked.

"Only one way to find out," he said.

The closer we got, the stronger the scent became. When we got to the point that I could smell our children, I put my hand on Alex's arm.

"Stop. Let's climb up the trees so we can jump them if we have to." I mouthed. He nodded.

As we crept along the tree branches, I started freaking out. What if the kids were dead? I had wanted to raise them so badly that I had become a vampire. Otherwise, our three kids would have grown up without a mother.

"Wait." Alex's voice broke into my thoughts. "They're just up ahead, and I don't think they're Volturi."

I breathed a sigh of relief. And then I saw them. There were two of them. An extremely beautiful blonde and next to her was a very muscular man with dark brown curls. Both were crouching down like they were about to attack the kids. I wasn't close enough to see their eyes so I couldn't tell if they were vegetarians like us or not. I had almost jumped from my perch when Alex put his hand on my arm.

"Elyse, let's wait and see what they do first." Alex mouthed.

"I will not let them hurt the kids!" I mouthed back.

"Neither will I," he said.

As the blonde growled and tried to swipe at my eldest, Alee, I ignored Alex's hand and jumped down from my branch, landing in my hunting crouch, between them

"Don't you dare touch my daughter!" I growled as I tried to swipe at her myself. The muscular male got in between us, growling at me. Alex landed beside me a half second later, also growling.

The blonde was stunned enough to stop growling.

"Your daughter? How is that possible?" she asked, her eyes extremely wary.

"That's none of your concern," I snapped.

Just then a kind-faced blonde vampire with golden eyes entered the clearing.

"Rose, Emmett is everything all right?" he asked.

At the sound of his voice my husband looked up, his growling nothing more than a distant memory.

"Carlisle?" he asked. The blonde male looked at him in surprise. He blinked a couple of times then said, "Alex?"