“Two things have come to my attention today. Two things that I don’t like very much. Two things that could cause us harm.”

“What’re you talking about,” Edward questioned his father angrily. He got very peeved when he didn’t know what was going on.

“Well, I got a call from Tanya today. Apparently the Denali Clan’s whole lot is taking a little visit here to Forks. They’re all still very angry at what the wolves did to Laurent. Some of them became real close to him after all.

She wanted to warn me, warn us, not to get involved in the fight that will surely rise. They want to avenge his death by slaughtering the pack. I was told we are not to interfere, because they will have no qualms hurting any of us in the process.”

Every single one of us was dead silent. Not even Alice had anything to say to that. They were coming here to murder the wolves? They were going to kill Jake, Seth, Leah, Sam, Quil, Embry, and Emily . . . the whole pack?

A rush of calm energy hit me body making me relax before I started hyperventilating.

“Thank you Jasper,” I whispered in appreciation.

“You’re welcome Bella. Now Carlisle, we clearly cannot let that happen. After the werewolves helped us in the fight against Victoria and her ‘army,’ how can we even think about not getting involved? We have to help them.”

Carlisle sunk back into the plush cushions of the couch. “I know,” he replied simply. “As much as the Clan has been an ally to us it does not mean anything this time. The wolves are greater allies to us as weird as it sounds, and to some of us they are even friends.”

“Exactly,” Even Rosalie spoke up in approval.

“I’m up for a fight,” Emmett flexed his muscles impressively. “Bring it on. Let them try anything around me.”

“Calm down Emmett dear,” Esme lovingly told her son. “There are things we must do first. We’ll have to set up another meeting, let them know, and pan out all the details.”

“Um Carlisle,” I asked barely audible, though I knew he could hear me.

“Yes Bella?”

“What was the other thing you needed to tell us?”

If it was possible, his expression became even more upset.

“Alice had a vision,” he cast face downward focusing on a stain in the carpet.

“Alice,” I asked my favorite sister in more than slight worry.

When she turned toward me I could clearly see the hopelessness lurking within her eyes. Whatever it was, it was bad.

“The Volturi made a change in plans.”

I heard Edward’s growl from the right of me, but could not bear to face him. “What changes,” he asked her harshly.

“It seems that they’ve somehow found out the Bella is pregnant, and they’re not pleased. They were going to give you time to change her, but they’re taking back that promise. They see her as too much of threat. Not only is her mind blocked from most of their powers, but now she has done the impossible, and they can’t have little vampire offspring running around ready to expose us.

Basically, they want to get rid of her instead of changing her. She knows too much, has seen too much, has done too much, for them to let her live. They’re going to kill her, and anyone with a connection to her. Not only do they want her gone, but Charlie, Renee, and Phil as well.”

Before I could even begin to process this news, everyone was up on their feet ready to move.

“We have to hide her,” I heard Emmett whisper to Edward.

“Yes, but where,” he sounded frantic, hysterical even.

“Who are they sending here,” Rosalie smartly questioned.

“Jane, Demitri . . . the usual goons.”

“We can take them then,” she firmly believed it to be true.

“Everyone hold on for a moment,” It was Carlisle, once again the voice of reason. “Let us not do anything too rash yet. We need to focus-” he tried to begin his next though but was interrupted by Jasper.

“And not be scared.”

“And stay together.” Alice.

“And not fight with each other.” Rosalie.

“But, not be afraid to beat down anyone else.” Emmett.

“But, not without reason,” Esme always tried to dissuade him from picking a fight.

“We need to call the wolves.” Edward finished in a fiery determination.