~ Angelica's POV ~
I gasped as I saw Ephraim's wolf, "Ephraim?" I asked, my voice shaking. I ran up to him sobbing, expecting him to cuddle, whatever you wish to say, with me. Yet. He didn't. "Ephraim?.." I asked, know scared, does he hate me due to the fact I begged him to not kill them..
"Ephraim! Ephraim please! Por favor, amour..por favor.." I whispered, as Ephraim and the others ran to kill The Cullen's. I had been Quil Aterra's daughter in this life, yet I remembered it all at the age of 14, and knew they were shapeshifters, so I allowed them to know, yet they had to keep it to themselves.
He growled annoyed, "Fine!" he yelled at my 17 year old self. I smiled softly.
"Thank you.. Goodbye.." I whispered, he looked scared, before I died, and I knew he had understood as soon as I was falling.
I frowned as the wolf walked away. 'He is angry..?' I thought heartbroken.
Suddenly another man came out, he had russet skin, black short hair, and dark brown eyes..he wasn't Ephraim. "Where's Ephraim!" I screamed/demanded to him.
He looked sad, "How do you know him?" he said, through clenched teeth.
"Jacob, what are you doing here?" a girl asked, as she came out of the woods..Renesmee..
Everyone ignored her and looked at me, I groaned as death hit me like a ton of rocks, "Ephraim died.,didn't he?" I asked the boy.
He nodded, I began to sob, "Ephraim, why? You promised you'd wait!" I cried out.
I heard a gasp, "Emmett, you need to tell her." Edward said.
I felt some arms wrap around me, "Hey, you'll be alright." the person said, I looked and saw Carlilse.
~ Flashback ~
"Father! Father where art thou?" I yelled as I ran through the streets in my 14 year old form, in 1855.
