XX.

A Life of Secrets

I was running in the forest, fleeing from an unknown predator. I was not sure why but I had to run, I had to escape. My feet screamed for me to stop and rest but my mind told it to just keep running. If I stop, it would be the end of my life. I circled a tree, deciding which way best to go but right in front of me was a creature forcing me to halt. He was the most beautiful human that I have seen. No, the small boy was not a human, I am sure of it, but something else. His blood red eyes stared deadly at me. I could not move. Everything was misty and numb. What was the point of running? I am safe, aren't I?

"Leah," I heard the boy's whisper as if it was a gentle breeze. Why was he calling my sister's name?

"I am not Leah," I answered clearly confused.

"Leah," he whispered again. His figure came to me from somewhere in my left, attacking me. I lost my balance and I was falling to the ground. But the ground was gone and I was freely falling in open space. I tried to hold on to something but there was nothing to hold on to. Somewhere in the distance, someone was calling my name. It was getting louder and louder until it was the only sound that I could hear.

I woke up with a start, my sister standing right in front of me, an impatient frown in her young face. The bangs in her short hair came to the side, methodically hiding one of her eyes. She was taller than I was. Her smooth olive skin seem to shine in the dim light and her eyelashes were so long they were visible in this distance.

"Seriously, you're like Seth, Andy. If I did not know any better I would have guessed Seth became a girl and became you," Leah rolled her eyes. Seth, was our eldest brother. He was now living with his wife, Lexi and their two sons, Sean and Liv.

"How did you know what Seth acted like?" I asked. Seth was already living with Lexi when I was born.

"Well, I always stayed there when you were younger," she replied, not looking directly at me.

"Why don't I remember that?" I asked, lifting one eyebrow up.

"Because you are so forgetful. Now hurry up and use the bathroom. I have to go help mom downstairs," she said sharply but not unfriendly. She went outside. I followed her out then turned to the bathroom. I stood there gazing at my reflection for about a minute.

I looked like Leah except for my waist length hair. I was lighter skinned than her but that's probably because we had different fathers. Harry Clearwater was Seth's and Leah's father. When he died, Charlie comforted my mother and their friendship grew into love. My mother had two kids with him: Jeremy and me. Jeremy was a year older than me. I know Charlie had a child from a previous marriage but I have never met Isabella Marie Cullen. All I know was that she married Edward Cullen, who was one of Dr. Carlilse Cullen's foster children. I know that their daughter is Renesmee Cullen, Jacob Black's girlfriend. Jacob is now the chief of the Quiliete tribe here in Forks. Then my mind wandered to Jacob's little brother, AJ. I shivered as I thought of him.

I focused back at my reflection. My jaw curved into an elegant angle. My thin lips were one of my favorite features on my face but what got the most attention from people were my silver eyes. I don't know where I got them from. Sue's, Leah's, and Seth's eyes were all black. Jeremy's eyes were a shade lighter than black and a shade darker than brown. Charlie's eyes were chocolate brown, just like his granddaughter's. I guess I am just a bit unique.

After fifteen minutes of getting ready, I headed downstairs to eat breakfast. I past Jeremy's room. He was sleeping in Seth's room when he was still living here. Jeremy was nothing like our stepbrother. Seth, who has been tall and gangly, couldn't look more different from my brother. Besides his brown eyes, Jeremy's hair were also brown with black highlights. He looked a bit feminine but that is why girls chase him around so much. They said his eyes looks so kind and gentle. I shook my head. I can't believe girls actually talk about my brother with me. I couldn't stop rolling my eyes.

Once I stepped downstairs, I heard Leah's and Sue's voices raised, arguing intensly over something. I know Leah does not like my mom cooking for her, for some reason, but I don't think a case of what's our breakfast should be the cause of their argument.

"I don't get why you just can't tell her!" my mom was saying sternly. I peeked through the doorway and saw that my mom's face was hard. It was obvious that she was fighting back tears. Leah had her back on me so I could not see her face nor her reactions.

"I can't. I just can't, mom. I don't think she will be able to understand nor forgive me," she replied quietly. She sounded stuffed up. She was crying.

"I don't get it. I just don't. I mean, after he left you, you still love him. You still have the courage to keep everything from your daughter."

"I don't love him," she replied frigidly. I smelled the lie. Beside my silver eyes, another bizarre thing about me was that I could smell other people's personalities and I could smell through their lies. Different people give out different smells to me even though they put on strong perfumes. But when it comes to lying, people give out the same smell and I could determine it.

"Then why can't you tell her? If he is irrelevant now, why do you still hide everything?" she asked frustrated.

"I don't have the strength to...to explain everything. It's just too..painful."

"Painful?! Leah, you've dealt with more painful things than this! You can do this if you just try! It's better if she hears it from you rather than somebody else. She's already getting suspicious. Your daughter is not stupid."

Daughter? Leah has a daughter? They must be arguing about that man that she fell in love with but she never talks about him ever. For some reason that man left her. I do not know if it was because of another woman nor did I ever bother to find out more. But he broke her heart. Poor Leah. I knew there was another man who broke her heart before that man who left her but just as I said, she doesn't want to talk about it. I never knew that she had a daughter. I wonder where my niece is now? She cannot be dead because my mom said that they were keeping things from her. I wonder what things.

I suddenly felt guilty. If Leah did not want to talk about this to me, then I'm certain she does not want me to overhear her conversation with my mother. I had no right to eavesdrop on her when she's trying to solve her own problems. Shouldn't I just let her come to me if she ever needs someone to talk to? But the secret that she has a daughter hit me with a pang. I have always told Leah everything. Besides Nikki, she was my best friend. She knows everyone of my secrets and desires. Why would she keep information such as this from me? Does she not think I am reliable? I slowly backed away, trying to make the smallest sound that I could possibly make so that they would not know I accidentally overheard them.

"Andrea, what are you doing? You know you could just walk in, right?" Jeremy's smooth voice came along with a sweet yet strong smell. It meant that he was the kind of person who is kind and compassionate but a bit mischievous and aggressive.

"I-I was just heading in. You didn't have to scare me like that!" I said hurriedly. Leah and Sue must have heard us by now. I was praying with all my heart that they didn't think I heard everything.

"Yeah, sure. Is this your new technique of trying to get everybody's attention? To stand around doorways until somebody sees you?" he asked, rolling his eyes. I pouted my lips and stuck my tongue out. He just laughed and waved his thin hands toward me.

"You are pathetic and not to mention, childish." He entered the kitchen, leaving me there standing. I guess that's how sibling rivalry goes. I have never had much problems with Seth and Leah because Seth was way older than I was and way maturer. While Leah was just plain nice and caring. Seth said she was never like that to him. Well, he shouldn't be bothered about it right? I mean, he has been an only child for a long time. Why would he think that Leah was not caring nor nice?

I entered the kitchen after him. Leah was looking at me in a weird way. I knew they know I was eavesdropping. I felt guilty. I was sure any moment now, Leah or my mom would say something but they didn't. Instead they all sat down to eat breakfast and went to their own thing without a word.

A few minutes later, I heard Nicole's car in front of the door. I quickly bid them all good-bye and met Nikki in the porch. Nicole Uley was nineteen, two years older than I was. She goes to the same technical college as Leah does and have the same classes as her. She was tall and slender, her skin olive. I have seen pictures of her mother, Emily, and she looks just like her except Emily have a scar in her face. I have always wondered where she got that from but she just said that a wolf attacked her when she was our age. Emily was Leah's second cousin. She has no relations to me because her mother and Harry were cousins. I analyzed her mood and her personality today by her smell. There was the hint of caring and acting like my big sister in her scent. Her mood was not different from yesterday, either. She was still at peace with the world.

"Are you going to stand there all day long? If you are, get out of the way. People need to go, you know?" Jeremy's voice came from behind, making me jump once more. Nikki's eyes rested on my big brother and she blushed. I could smell nervousness that replaced the peace. Yes, Nicole was in love with my brother.

"Hey Jeremy," she said pleasantly and a bit cheerful.

"Hey, Nikki," he answered nonchalantly as he passed her without even looking. Is he that insensitive? Nicole must have realized the same thing because her head dropped.

"Come on, Nicole. If we don't hurry I'm going to be late for school," I told her, not standing the smell of sadness and disappointment. I dragged her to her car to distract her from my dumb brother. We went in and sped off to school.

I walked in the forest near the Reservation. In the distance, I could hear the rumbling of waves of La Push. Nicole was still at school so every afternoon, I took this route to go home. I know it's a bit far from my house but I am still a part of the tribe anyways. I looked up and saw the remnants of a beautiful white house that once stood perched in the edge of a cliff, overlooking the whole beach and the Reservation. It was built just before I was born. It was also destroyed before I even had the chance to look at it. They said a fire consumed it. I have always wondered who lived in such a beautiful house. No one seems to know and those who were old enough to know seem to keep their mouths closed for some reason. It was as if the house was a big secret. I figured the Cullens must have lived here but they already have a house at the other side of town. Why would they need another one? But in a small town like Forks, no one was really that rich except for the Cullens. My friends' parents who were Bella's classmates in Forks High always told us how they would go to school always together. They were all amazingly beautiful and smart. If that wasn't enough, they were extremely rich too. It was as if the whole family was perfect.

Bella moved here when she was my age from Phoenix, Arizona. Her mother, Rene Dwyer remarried and moved to Florida with her new husband while Bella, being self-sacrificing, wanted her mom to be happy so she moved to Forks with her father, Charlie. She met Edward Cullen, one of Carlisle Cullen's foster children and fell in love with him. When she was nineteen, she married the man and gave birth to Renesmee. For some reason, she changed. She looked like them. I saw pictures of her before she got married to Edward. She was beautiful in a very simple way but when she married him, she became exceptionally stunning. Before I was born, all of the Cullens moved to Alaska but Nessie stayed here to be with Jacob.

I realized that another weird thing have been happening under my nose without me even noticing it before. For all of my life, I have always known Jacob and Leah. I have never seen them young at all. They looked the same as long as I could remember. I have always thought that people do not age but as I got older, I realized that people do age and grow. I do not know why I haven't thought of it before. But why do those two stay the same? They don't look any older than they were when I was five.

In the distance, I saw two shapes approaching me. The wind carried their scent and I knew right away who it was. One of them was extremely bubbly and energetic. When I first smelled her, my nose stung really bad. Her smell was the rare kind of smell who desires change constantly. I presumed that she did not want her life to be boring so she kept on changing everything, from her looks to her personality. The only thing that remained unchanged was the person who she loves. The other scent was filled with gentleness and kindness. It also gave out the strong scent of protectiveness over the girl. They stopped right in front of me, Claire settling down beside me while Quil remained standing up. Claire was another beauty. Her short black hair was highlighted by blond. Her huge eyes roamed all over the beach before settling in my face. Her full lips hinted a shade of soft pink that she usually wore. It was curved into an elegant smile, showing all of her white teeth and a bit of her gums. I smiled back.

"What are you guys doing here?" I asked her. It was possible that my mom would ask Claire and Quil to look for me when school's done.

"Well, we live near here, don't we? We saw you walking by yourself so we figured we could just talk to you, right?" she said friendly, looking at the beach and into the horizon.

"Thanks," I murmured.

"So, you like staring up at that house?" Quil asked. Quil was twenty-four years old, like Claire. He was tall with short hair. He grinned his infamous impish grin. I knew he knows something about the house.

"What do you know about it?" I asked, hoping that finally somebody would tell me something about the house. Maybe I could finally figure out why I feel so connected with it.

"Quil knows nothing, don't you?" Claire said warningly and I became more suspicious.

He had no choice but to agree with Claire. "Of course not." I was disappointed. I know it's useless trying to know anything about the house. But their secrecy made me want to know more.

"Besides that house is not important in this Reservation, anyways," Claire told me, in other words, trying to persuade me to forget about it. I wanted to point out that if it was irrelevant, why does everybody try to hide it? I had the feeling that I am the one who they're trying to hide the information from. "Come on, we'll drop you off home. We're heading to the bank anyways."

"When are you going to get your license? Our car is not exactly a school bus," Quil teased.

"I don't know yet. I think I'll just ride around with you guys for a little bit more."

We turned to a corner.

My eyes widened when Quil pulled over in front of our house. There parked in the lawn were five elegant cars that have not been sold for public yet. Their smooth paint glistened under the sun's setting rays. I did not for one second believe those cars were ours.

"Wow, who's cars are those?" Quil whistled.

"I don't know," I murmured amazed. "I better find out."

"Hey, I want to find out too," he protested.

"No, Quil. We better hurry," Claire said. I knew she was also amazed at the cars but there was something in her voice that made me convince she knew who the owners of the cars were.

I got off the car and bade them good-bye. Once I got inside the house, I saw the most perfect people all staring at me at once. There they were, sitting on our living room, all looking unbelievably beautiful. I smelled the scent coming from them. They all had the same sweet smell that was a bit too strong for my nose but I didn't mind it at all. From the door, I could also smell their personality scents. The nearest one to me was a man, about six foot tall. He was medium built but a bit muscular. His hair was short and blond, he looked like a perfect model. All though he looked young, no older than Claire, his yellow eyes gave out deep wisdom that proves his looks are quiet deceiving, he is so much older than he looks. His scent brought forth compassion and wisdom that I cannot comprehend. Who was this man?

In his arms was a smaller young woman who seem to be as old and as wise as he was. Her caramel hair traveled down to the small of her back. She had a delicate face with thin eyebrows. She was slender yet a bit round. I could smell a mother-like scent. She reminds me of Juno, the Roman goddess of childbearing and marriage, who was supposed to be really caring but very jealous. Yet I could tell that this woman was not jealous. Like everyone of the people suddenly here in my house, she was exceptionally beautiful.

In my favorite arm chair, a very, very small woman (or was she a girl?) sat. She had very short, spiky hair, and just like the rest of them, golden eyes. She was extremely thin and the little movement that she makes was extremely graceful. Her clothes were the latest from the famous designers. I have known so many girls who would die for clothes that she is wearing now. She even put the models' beauty in vain. Her scent was similar to Claire's except she was ten times more bubblier than her. I felt my nose would bleed if I keep on sniffing her scent.

In the arm rest, stood a young man, lean but muscular. He had honey blond hair and golden eyes. I felt alarmed as I studied his face and the part of his arm that was left exposed. Crescent scars dominated his features. I did not see it right away but I could see it now. What happened to this man and why was he covered in scars? I tried to sniff the air around him to find out but the only thing that I could tell was that he was mysterious. I could also sense that he was a tough warrior, his scars were proof that his life had been threatened more than once.

Standing by the couch was a huge man with slightly curly brown hair. He towered over the rest, making him more intimidating. His huge hands were rested in the sofa. I smelled strength in his scent yet playfulness. But despite the fact that he was so huge, he looked still looked a bit innocent for his size.

My eyes traveled to the last three sitting in the couch. The blond vampire in the right caught my eye. She was just beautiful. The other females around her were stunning but she was in another level. She was slender and if the short haired girl put the model's beauties in vain, this woman would have crushed any female that challenged her for a crown in a beauty contest. Though she was just plain attractive, vanity also came with her scent. I could tell that because of her beauty, she was self-centered, though I could not entirely blame her. If I was that beautiful, I would have been vain also.

The two people sitting beside her would be described as the most perfect couple I have ever seen. The man had bronze hair and golden eyes, like the rest of his family. He has high cheekbones and angular face. Like everyone, he was exceptionally beautiful. His scent was a bit curious for me. I could tell he was a great gentleman but there was something strange about him too that made me really intrigued. I could smell his talent-the first time that I smelled such from a human. He has telepathic abilities: he could read everyone's minds. He smiled and I knew I was correct.

Holding his hand was the other perfect half. I knew who this was- Isabella Marie Cullen. Like the rest of her family-in-law, she had the same stunning beauty as the others and the same golden eyes. Her thick, long, brown hair was tied to a careless ponytail but this didn't even affect her beauty. She tried dressing simple but I must admit, failed miserably. She wore jeans and a simple shirt but still look amazing. I could smell her gentleness yet it came with feisteness. She was self-sacrificing; a confirmation to all the things that I have heard about my stepsister. It was still hard to believe that the girl that I have seen in the pictures was her.

"You have a very interesting ability," Bella's husband said. I tried to look puzzled. No one knows about my ability except for my family.

"I do not know what you are talking about," I said firmly.

"You do not have to pretend. You are right, I could read minds. I have already read it in your head," he smiled. "It is a very interesting talent." He then looked at Carlisle and nodded as if they were having a silent conversation.

"We are the Cullens. I am Carlisle and this is my wife, Esme," the wise man said, pointing to the woman in his arms. "These are my children, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Edward, and of course you already know Bella." They all gave a stunning smile when they were introduced.

"I'm Andy, Andrea Swan," I said meekly. They all smiled. I stopped and realized there was a disturbance in the kitchen. I smelled Leah's bittersweet scent. This scent came from years of suffering but the bitterness was not as dominant as it was this minute. I excused myself from the Cullens and entered the kitchen.

Leah was having a heated argument with a man. The man was about six feet. His hair, being a very dark shade of brown, stood contrast from his pale skin. He was muscular but still lean. His face was smooth in all corners. He turned to me and saw that he had the same eyes as the Cullens outside. This must be another member of their family. I looked at Leah, whose eyes were swollen red from crying.

"What are you doing here, Andy?" she almost screamed at me, her voice filled with distress.

"What's going on here? What are you doing with my sister?!" I screamed at the man for making Leah hurt. He must be the man who broke Leah's heart.

"Get out of here, Andrea. This isn't your business," Leah hissed. My eyes widened. Why was she being so cold towards me? I was just trying to help.

"No. It's about time Andrea knows," the man said. His voice was amazingly smooth. I smelled mysteriousness in him and the curiosity I felt with Edward's personality was gone. I began being more curious about this man. He has the same bittersweet smell as Leah but unlike her, the sweetness was dominant right now. He was happy.

"Know what?" I asked suspiciously.

"Everything," he said determined.

"No! I'm not going to let you! She lived her life peacefully. That's enough for me!" Leah interfered, shaking very badly.

"Leah, calm down."

"I'm not going to calm down! Seventeen years, Ethan, you left me! Seventeen years!"

"You know why I had to leave you! Jane's brother will not rest until he avenges her!"

"But you could have stayed! You could have stayed with your family!"

"How could I do that when you keep things from our daughter! You had the right to tell her! It was about time she knows!" Ethan reasoned. I was getting a bit embarrassed about this. I started backing up but Leah looked at me with such ferocity that I was frozen on the spot.

"Don't you dare move, Andrea!"

"What?! You're going to drag me in to your argument? I don't see how I'm involved in this!"

Ethan sighed and Leah's head whipped in his direction. "Just tell her, Leah. It's better if she found out through you than anyone else."

Leah looked hard on him for a long time. I could tell she was trying not to make her resolution falter. What's going on? Why don't they just let me go? This is obviously not my fight. Why drag me in?

She swallowed hard then finally said,"Fine. I don't think I could keep everything inside anyways. But this does not mean you could have me back, Ethan."

Ethan looked hurt but said nothing. I looked around amazed. How could Leah have such a power over him? I don't care if Ethan left Leah but it looks like he did not want to do so in the first place. It was obvious that Leah was in love with this man too. Why do she keep on denying herself happiness?

She took a deep breath before speaking. "You already know the legend of our tribe right?" I nodded. That was the story that have been repeated to us over and over again. It was a ghost story meant to scare children to sleep early. "All of it was true. Everything that happened truly happened."

I looked at her, confused. "What do you mean?"

"Our people really are descendants from wolves and there are some of us who transform into wolves until now." She looked like she did not want to continue but her voice dragged on in one monotonous tone. "Everything about that story was true; the vampires and the wolves were enemies. As you know, almost a century ago, Jacob's grandfather made a treaty with a clan of vampires who hunted in our lands. Well, you know them now."

My eyes widened with shock. What does she mean? I was about to say something but she raised her hand to silence me. "I'll answer your questions when I'm finished. The Cullens were the beautiful vampires who accidentally hunted in our lands. We did not trust vampires. We had too many encounters from them before so what difference were the Cullens from the other vampires? But Carlilse explained to the chief that time that they do not mean any harm. He said that they were...vegetarian vampires which meant that they did not drink human blood. Instead, they hunt the blood of animals. They offered to make a treaty. The humans can never know the identity of the other. The vampires cannot hunt in the lands of the tribe nor can they ever drink the blood of humans which the wolves protect.

"With this, the vampires and the wolves lived with rivalry but with peace while the humans knew nothing. About twenty-five years ago, the Cullens came back from Alaska to avoid suspicion about their immortality. With their return came the new generation of wolves. The first boy to phase was Sam Uley, Nicole's father. Soon after, young boys also transformed into wolves such as Quil, Embry, Jacob, and my little brother, Seth. But not only young boys became wolves. I became the only known female to phase into a wolf in history," she paused, I could feel the bitterness emitting from her that I could not take it. Though the shock that Seth was actually Leah's little brother blew me out of concentration, I still wanted to comfort her so badly.

She took another deep breath to steady herself, trying to fight tears back. I have never seen her so beaten badly. "Since our freshman year, Sam and I had been dating. When he became a wolf, he had gone missing and I have been worried sick about him. But he came back and I was happy. Emily came to our reservation to visit us and I introduced her to him. He immediately imprinted on her and I could not do anything to stop it. Ever since I found out the horror that I was going to be in his pack, I became bitter. Wolves share their minds and I used this to remind our relationship in hopes of bringing him back to me. But he turned me down. Because of imprinting, he could never leave Emily. I started hating being a wolf and life in general.

"Bella Swan moved here before I became a wolf. She captivated Edward Cullen's heart and developed a romantic relationship with him. A few years after, they got married and had Renesmee, as you already know. With her birth, though, the Volturi, a clan of vampires that...were like the royal family, came to us and threatened to fight us because they believed that she was an immortal child; something that every vampire was forbidden to make. When we faced them, we did not fight but a future confrontation was sure.

"Ethan was one of the Volturi's witnesses that came just in case a fight broke out. Jane was in love with her but he did not return the feelings. He was cast away from the Volturi and started wandering in this area. Ethan then saw me in Sam's and Emily's wedding..." Leah trailed off, looking down. I know she does not want to admit how much she still loves him.

"And she caught my eye," Ethan smiled. I still didn't get what the connection of this story was with me. Okay, maybe Leah was really older than she looks. She was even older than Seth but I just don't get why everybody kept this from me. How many people were involved in this cover up? I realized that anger was starting to stir up in my gut.

Leah rolled her eyes. "That time I was desperate to get away. I was desperate to run away from the life that I have been living for those years, I lost the man I love to my cousin, I was a monster that caused my father's death, I was forced to protect the vampires that caused my transformation. I hated everything and everyone. A year later, an unknown vampire was sensed by Alice through her future visions. We searched for that vampire to find out what he wanted. Before we saw him, he disappeared from Alice's sight and we were forced to look blindly. Renesmee theorized that I must have imprinted on the vampire that's why Alice could not see him any longer. She was right.

"I imprinted and fell in love with Ethan at the same time but with that love came the consequences. Maybe I was never meant to be happy. Jane came to Forks, looking for Ethan to win over his love. Many times, we have encountered each other and fought. After a year of being newly wed, Jane entered our house, the house that you love to stare at so much, and fought me. I did not know I was pregnant at the time but she must have found out. You see, Jane has the ability to create illusions of pain and realized that my mind was not alone in my body. She realized that I was pregnant and tried to kill me and the baby but she failed," Leah looked at Ethan expectantly.

He sighed and continued the story,"Before the baby was born, Alice saw the image of Alec coming here to avenge his twin sister. Besides Alec, the threat of the whole Volturi coming here was also possible. They would want to know about the baby that was about to be born. They would want to make sure the baby was safe. Even though we explained that the baby will never harm human beings, we still had to be careful. We were unsure, ourselves, of what the baby will be feeding upon. A few days after Alice's vision of Alec, she also saw the coming of Volturi. We had to quickly formulate a plan to stop them from coming here. I had to make a decision, leave my wife and our unborn child to come along the Cullens to finally finish this or stay with them and be frightened every minute of everyday over the threat that hung around us like a dark cloud. I chose to leave the following morning with the Cullens to Alaska. Nessie stayed here to be with Jacob, who could not leave his pack. Before I left, I knew I had to keep the unborn baby protected. I made Leah promise to me to never let anyone know that I was the child's father, except her family and the members of her pack. But I never told her to keep me from the baby's life either," he stopped, looking at Leah. She really looked mad.

"Just continue," she hissed and he did so.

"Carlisle thought it would be best if we isolated ourselves from Forks. We were planning to tell Aro that we do not know if the child survived. Biologically, a vampire contradicts a wolf so it was possible that the two blood could not mix together. In result, we could not visit Forks in case we found out that the child did survive. Aro would have found out about the mix wolf and vampire. Aro thought we were lying but he did not see in any of our memories nor thoughts that the child survived. Instead, he saw Carlisle's theories firmly planted in our heads with hard evidence that a half vampire, half wolf could not survive. He had no proof that the child was alive but he only had theories that there was no such child.

"Being wise vampires, the Volturi sent out Demitri to find out if the child did survive or not. If the child did survive, he was ordered to bring him to Aro. Demitri did not know the child's tenor, not being able to have met him before but he did know the pack's. Before Demitri could journey, Alec made the proposal of coming along with him. Aro was forced to cancel the operation because Alec was being reckless. A death would mean war between the clans and their allies.

"You see, for us vampires, years are like minutes. The negotiation went on and on without reaching a decision that would suit everyone. The years ran by and before we knew it, it was seventeen years later since I have left my wife. I had no news if our child was alive and I believed that he died but now, I'm looking at her. The most beautiful child I have ever seen," he finally ended looking directly at me. My eyes widened and the air in my lungs were forced out.

Note: i'm so sorry this chapter is long. i was going to make this the final chapter but i decided to make things interesting. thanks for reading. don't fortget to review too. :D