Quinn POV:

"You love him?" Alia squealed. "Aw, Quinn I'm so glad! Okay, we want to hear every single detail. So start talking!"

"Okay," I giggled.

Flashback…

Paul and I sat down to the elegant dinner at Theo's, a Greek restaurant. How did he know Greek food was my favorite? Oh well, it was amazing either way. He smiled over at me, and I grinned back. "So how did you lift that stuff so easily today?" I asked him.

He laughed, and it instantly made my heart sing with happiness. "The guys and I lift weights a lot," he said slowly. "Anyway, back to you, Quinn." He grinned and passed me a bread basket. "Where did you move from?"

"I moved from Seattle," I told him, wondering if he was telling the truth about being so strong. "My parents were murdered by-"

I stopped. He would think I was crazy. I wouldn't say it. I would only embarrass myself in front of him, and I didn't want that to happen. "By what?" he asked gently.

"Vampires," I said in a low whisper.

His eyes got huge. "I'm not crazy, Paul," I said quickly. "I have done my research. I know that it was a vampire-"

"I know," he said quietly. "I've had several run ins with vampires."

I raised my eyebrows. So I wasn't the only one. "Would you believe me if I told you I was a werewolf?"

That caused him to go into booming fits of laughter that made people look over at us and shoot us disapproving glances. "Paul, stop laughing!" I hissed.

"I'm sorry!" he howled. And then he got quiet, and leaned in so his lips were inches from mine. "What would you say if I told you I was one too?"

End of flashback…

"We imprinted on each other," I told them quietly and Nola looked ready to cry. "Nola, what's going on? You look scared, like you're ready to get hysterical."

I looked towards Alia and Claire, but they just sat there.

"Are you all going to turn into wolves too?" I asked and they nodded.

"I phased for the first time tonight," Nola said quietly. My eyes widened. She had phased? What had caused her to phase?

When I asked her, she answered with a brave face. "I met the vampire that killed my father." She paused. "Lucas James. I miss him so much."

Lucas James? No, it couldn't be. "What was this vampire's name?" I asked her slowly.

"Victoria," she said automatically. "Or Veronica. They were twins."

Paul told me Victoria was killed before Renesmee had been born. He'd told me the entire story with the vampires and the wolves. I had sat there fascinated. It would have made a great book.

"Did Veronica have fiery red hair?" I whispered, and Alia's head snapped up to look at me. "Because a vampire with red hair killed my parents. Wait, what did you say your dad's name was again?" My head was reeling.

"Lucas James," she said slowly. "He was tall, skinny, with glasses like a computer nerd." She chuckled to herself. "And he had this funny laugh."

"Birthday," I said quickly.

"Um, August 6th," she said, and my thoughts were confirmed. I felt tears fall down my face as I looked at her. I could see the resemblance now. The green eyes, the height. The smile, the laugh.

"Lucas James was my father too," I whispered.