“We knew that…but Victoria dropped by Renee’s last week and she wasn’t there either, so she thought maybe she came back here. Wanted me to drop in and say hi.”

My blood ran cold at his words. A picture of Renee coated in blood and this madman talking about his friend visiting her looking for Bella. What the hell had Bella gotten herself into?

He took a step toward me still smiling genially down at me, his muscles rippling like those of a large cat, his eyes just as predatory. He shrugged as though talking silently to himself. “May as well. After all, a guys got to eat.” He lunged at me at the same time I squeezed off the first few rounds, his hands outstretched. They struck me, and my gun sailed from my hand hitting the pavement several feet from where I’d landed with him on top of me, his red eyes quickly turning black as the night above us.

I saw my death in his eyes and knew that this maniac would hunt down my daughter and she would meet the same fate as me.

As quickly as he’d tackled me, he was torn from me by a…bear? I got to my knees, my mind not believing my eyes. Not a bear…wolf. A really big-ass wolf. The likes of which had never been seen here before…or anywhere, as far as I knew. Several more incredibly large wolves encircled us, their eerie eyes focused wholly on the lone wolf tearing and rending the man that had nearly been the death of me. I scrambled across the pavement and clutched my gun for all the good it’d done. I’d shot the man three times and it hadn’t fazed him. Must be high on PCP or something. And what about the red eyes? I was all out of logical answers to that particular question.

Pieces of the man were spread everywhere when that beast turned its’ eyes on me. Without a seconds hesitation I shot at him wounding him four times before clicking empty. The wolf fell and the others swarmed in, growls reverberating in the cool November night.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any more bizarre, one of the wolves suddenly became human, naked at that. Worse, it became someone I knew – Sam Uley. He stared hard at me for a brief second then knelt down beside the wolf that had now shrunk into an all too familiar boy. Jacob. Oh God, I shot Jacob Black.