"His thoughts were frantic and disjointed, I may be a soulless monster but the images flickering though this mans mind, of his wife lying bleeding on the floor with a dark figure hovering over her and those of his infant daughter nestled in her baby carrier in the rear of the car, set my feet back in motion. I braced myself as I ran in their direction and released the breath I had been holding, the fire that raged through my throat once again, became the least of my worries, taking paramount was the distinct scent of another of my kind. This was a vampire attack."

On Christmas Eve 1991 Edward - on the way to his meadow - stumbles across a terrified Charlie Swan, what will the infant he saves from certain death come to mean to him and the rest of the Cullen's?