Hey, Edward. Call me once you get this. I need to talk to you.

Love, your little sister.

A sister? That did sound familiar. But how could she be my sister? It's 2010!So if Mum and Dad died in 1918 that would make Zita 92! She couldn't know how to work a computer at that age! But if she is my sister, I couldn't just ignore her! So I replied.

What year were you born in?

Edward.

She must have been on the computer because almost immediately she replied.

What sort of question is that? You hear from your long-lost-sister and all you ask is 'What year were you born in?'? By the way I was born in 1903.

Zita.

107. My sister is 107 years old and is talking to me on a computer from ... Washington DC?

WTF? How the hell are you still alive?

I didn't bother signing my name.

I could ask you the same question. I'll meet you at your house tomorrow.

I stared shocked at the screen.

I have a little sister?

Zita POV

"Hey, Jax?" I rang my friend after I had logged off the computer.

"Zita," he sounded suspicious. "What illegal activity do you need help with now?"

I sighed. "Can't I do anything without it being illegal?" I didn't wait for an answer before continuing. "I need a ticket to Seattle."

There was a shocked silence on the other end of the phone. "Are you high?"

"No, I am not high!" I exclaimed. "Jesus! Do you want me to ask Eila instead?"

"No, no." Jax answered hurriedly. He's... how do I say it? Protective of his imprint. Oh yes. "Wait, how could Eila get tickets? She's four years old!"

I shrugged, forgetting he couldn't see me. "Can you get the tickets or not?"

"Tickets? Who's coming with you?"

I smiled. "Um... all of you guys?"

"Zita!"

"What? I'm going to need more protection then the rest of the town!" I argued. "I'm going to visit a coven of vampires for gods sake!"

"Fine." Jax agreed. "You can take me, Eila, and Calix. No one else. They're needed here. And if you argue, I will enforce it."

I sighed. Now Jax was going all Alpha on me.

"Thanks Jax!" I said, hanging up, and laughed, pleased with myself for talking him into it.

Being a teenage weretiger isn't easy. Especially since I'm a girl.