“ As you all know by now…we have a few visitors.”

    Filthy bloodsuckers! Paul snapped. That started everyone, but me.

    Parasites.  

    Leeches.

    Reeking abominations. That insults went on, but only Embry, Seth, and I stayed quiet. Seth had actually almost become a friend with them, Embry had learned to accept, and I really didn’t care.

    Everyone stopped and looked at me like I was insane.

    Well…I just think it’s pointless to think about what they are. There’s nothing we can do about it, so we should just get over it and concentrate on getting them out of here! They were still staring at me. I started fidgeting under their stares, god I hated attention.
(A/N I wonder who he got that from) Sam nodded his head.

    “ He’s right. Think about it on your own time.” Everyone grumbled in agreement and quickly everyone was settled and waiting for Sam to continue from where he’d left off. “ Anyway, there’s one coven we know to be natural vampires.” Growls and snarls erupted from everyone-even me, though I wasn’t quite as loud. “ There are too many to track, they all head off in different directions and then…cut off.”

    Probably had a car waiting. Quil suggested. Sam shook his head.

    “ They all stop somewhere in the middle of the woods, far away from any road. I don’t understand it!!” he seemed so frustrated with himself. I can understand where he was coming from though. He was the alpha, he felt it was his duty to know everything about everyone to make that everyone was okay. It’s how I felt sometimes with Mom and Ali. “ I can’t think of how that’s possible, but it is.” Then he paused. We all knew what was next on Sam’s To Do list, but we all waited patiently.

    “ We also know that there is another coven of vampires that drink animal blood. The Cullens.” I just LOVED how everyone looked at me then. Note the heavy sarcasm. But I was thinking about something else.

    All of the stories said that between the time they’d made the treaty with my great-great- grandpa, and the time they met my mom there had been a time lapse of about seventy to eighty years. Everyone they knew was either dead, had moved, or was old enough to be counted as crazy if they were going around ranting about vampires. They had nothing to worry about.