Evelyn Rae Swan is Bella Swan's cousin. She's been thrown into a magical, mystical world since birth. After Bella changed and had Renesmee, trouble finds Evelyn. She is sent to live with her uncle. Love and a power-hungry vampire awaits her arrival in Forks.


1. Prologue

In Forks, Washington:


The pack was coming to kill Bella’s baby, Renesmee. I was going to get rid of her myself, but I walked into the Cullen’s living room where Rosalie was holding Renesmee and when I saw her, I just couldn’t do it. I don’t understand what came over me. She just looked so harmless and reminded me of a baby version of Bella. It hurt. Did I imprint? No. Did I lie about it to my pack to save her? Yes. Why? I have no idea. But, maybe, I just didn’t want to see Bella hurt when she loses her girl. Edward knew I didn’t imprint on the kid, he could read my mind, but he still went along with the lie to save his daughter. At least tension between the Cullens and us can calm down a little bit. Boy, the pack won’t like to know i lied.


In Newport, Rhode Island:


Darkness. That’s all I saw. Inside my house you could feel the tension. You could smell the blood. It was like a horror house and I needed to get out. I didn’t know what to do. Every spell I tried, backfired. He made it all worse. My heart was racing fast when I came across my mom’s limp, dry body. The bloodsucker took it all out of her. A few feet away was Greg. My dad. Biologically, no, but he’s been there since I was little and was important to me. His body wasn’t as banged up as my mom’s. No, she was able to put up a bigger fight than Greg. I turned behind me to see the contained fire burning my father’s cold body. The sight made me sick and I cried silently to myself for fear the bloodsuckers would find me. Downstairs I heard our front door creak open. Carter. He’s home. Panic came over me as I tried to reach my brother before they could. Thank goodness I’m fast, just not fast enough. One of the monsters was already downstairs waiting for him. I screamed, “Carter! No! Don’t you dare touch my brother!” I closed my eyes and casted a spell, causing the vampire to fly backwards. He only seemed amused. I was downstairs passing the house entrance, Carter was so close. The vampire stared in my eyes. He was going to race me to my brother. Angry and scared, I growled at him. The other vampire appeared just a short distance next to the other one, ready to attack Carter. Just as I was about to lunge for my brother, a strong pair of arms grabbed me, pulled me outside and shut the door in my house. I could hear Carter’s screams.


Tears already falling down my face, power came over me and the person who grabbed me was floating in mid air. I was about to look up and yell at them when I saw it was my boyfriend, Mason. Relieved, I put him down and hugged him. But remembering he pulled me out before I could save my brother I pulled back. I was pissed, “Why did you do that!? I could have saved him!” There was sorrow and guilt in his eyes.


“Evelyn, he’s gone. Your mom, your dad, Greg, Carter, they’re all gone. Those leeches will get you too if you don’t go now. I made arrangements for you to live with your uncle in Washington. Go to the airport, it’ll take you to Iowa. A car is waiting there for you when you land. Everything you’ll need is in that car. You’ll have to drive the rest of the way. It’s the best way to get them off your trail. Eve, you’ll be safer there. Now go.” He tried to push me to leave but I didn’t budge.


“Come with me” I pleaded with him, tears coming more freely now. I just didn’t understand anything going on. Why did those vampires come after my family? What did they want with my family? With me? No way could I be alone right now. I needed protection and from someone I trust. Mason is a werewolf, he’s strong and I know he’ll be able to protect me. “Please…” I whispered again. You could hear the vampires taunting me from inside the house. Sick bastards were enjoying this. Mason looked concerned and sad. My heart sank. He wasn’t coming with me. He was going to give me my escape. “Mason don’t do this! Not for me, not like this! Please!” But it was too late. He kissed my forehead, tossed me his keys, phased and barged into my house. I quickly wiped away my tears, grabbed his keys, hopped onto his motorcycle and sped off to the airport. Please let things be okay in Forks.

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