A/N I would have posted this chapter sooner if it weren't for my computer. Fate decided it would be funny if I wasn't allowed to type anything into Word. Ha-ha. Well, a week after I planned to post, here it is:

Chapter 1

AmythestPOV

I got my first taste of human blood when I was four, and purely by accident. My parents had held me back from tasting donated blood, feeding me instead with blood of animals that they collected when hunting. It seemed inevitable I'd get a taste some time; I don't know why it shocked them when I did.

It was Anna's blood that I first tasted, after she had fallen on our driveway in forks. The blood was on my hands, and I was told to wash it off. But it had smelt good. So naturally, I licked one of my fingers.

And I was in trouble.

I'd refused to return to my previous diet – it was my first tantrum, me screaming at my mother when she offered me some animal blood. I had said I would never touch the stuff again.

I still haven't, six years on. Surviving on human food just because I'm too stubborn to cave.

So, now I'm sitting at the table watching EJ and Beth fight over the last glass.

You could just ask Mom for a glass, you know.

I glared at Izzy as she picked at her dinner. She shrugged.

It's been six years, Amy! I can't believe you.

Stupid mind connection. Like the wolves' pack mind, accept at every hour of the day. Izzy, Anna and I have been connected since their birth. And it was getting old.

"Ha!" Beth leaped away from her older brother, clutching her full glass of blood, and downed it in front of his eyes.

"Enough!" All seven of the kids in the room slowly turned their eyes towards our mother. "Beth, EJ, sit down! And turn the volume down, Crissie, there is no need for the TV to be on that loud!" She shook her head, her red-brown curls bouncing on her shoulders. "I don't know why I bother keeping you lot around." And with that, she stalked out of the room.

Well, that was uncalled for.

Shut up, Izzy.

I shoved my plate away from me and shot up the stairs much too fast for human eyes to follow.

It was too bad no-one in this house was human.

RenesmeePOV

"Why did we have so many kids?" I asked Jacob as I collapsed on our bed.

"Because you wanted a big family." Good point.

"Well, why did we have them so close together?"

"Because," He replied, rolling over to face me and opening one eye. "You're insane."

The front door clicked open and I heard lots of pairs of feet rushing to the front room.

"I want them back before lunch tomorrow!" I called out the door.

"Bye Mom!" Two voices chimed up the stairs, just before the door shut and they were gone.

"The only benefit of imprinted wolves is the round-the-clock babysitting," I muttered.

"What do you have against imprinted wolves?"

I smiled at him. "Nothing. Until they imprint on my daughter."

AmythestPOV

"So the plan is, we go to Sam's, hang there for a bit, then I take you and Izzy to the garage while Anna goes to the beach with the others. We'll meet them there after a bit. Sound good?"

I nodded. I loved going to the garage. My fascination with cars began after the wolves brought their bikes over because of some party Mom & Dad were throwing. I fell in love with them, followed by a love of anything with an engine. So now Izzy and I begged to go down to the garage owned by the wolves and help out with anything we could.

Izzy was picturing Aunt Alice's canary yellow Porsche in her head. Her love of cars was more to do with how the cars looked, and how fast they drove. She wanted to learn how to make cars as fast as they could be, she'd been asking Dad to teach her for months.

"Can we get ice cream?" Anna asked.

"I'm sure someone will take you while we're at the garage."

The car pulled to a stop outside the Uley's place, and we ripped open the doors and tore down the driveway and onto the porch. We paused for Sam to answer the door, before continuing into Emily's arms.

"Hello, you three! Are you coming to stay over at the beach with us tonight?"

"Yup!" I said. "Then, we're going to the garage. Well, not Anna, but she doesn't mind." Anna nodded.

She laughed. "Ok, then, who wants a muffin?"

Then we breezed away into the kitchen.

A/N This is important: I am redoing the prologue. I realised I changed my mind about this story, so I'm going to write a new prologue, and repost it.

This isn't as important, so if you're out of time, you don't need to read it.

The next few chapters are introductory, so they're fast-paced and short. I hope that after a few chapters like this, I can get into the story line.

And finally – Guess which wolf imprinted on which of our little trio. (Izzy, Anna or Amythest?)

~Willow