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Sitting comfortably in the backseat of a sleek black limo with a lit cigar between their slender long fingers was Lucille Viv Ferrara.

The space of the limo was filled with a haze of smoke as she blew more from her plump lips covered in red lip stick. Her head was tilted to the side, her eyes trained out the dark tilted windows as she watched trees pass by as her driver drove.

Her nails were short, trimmed and were polished a dark blue that almost looked black. Her hair was in it's signature style which was just a afro. It was easy truly and she was honestly a bit lazy when it came to her natural hair. She had dyed it about a week ago, it was a dark red that she loved and hoped to keep for awhile. Her eyes were a dark red as well, maybe that was why she loved the colour of her hair. Because it matched her unnatural eyes.

She was a bit on the tall side, standing at the height of 6'3. She has long legs, thick tights that felt like clouds and also a nice rounded ass that moved like water with each step she took. The woman was on the curvy side. She didn't have abs even though her stomach was kind of on the flat side which she didn't mind at all as she didn't like abs. Well, on her. Her hips were a bit on the wide side and she had hip dips that she showed off whenever she could. For her height and frame, she surprisingly had small feet, barely able to wear a size seven.

Lucille's skin is flawless. Devoid of any and all flaws, smooth and soft. Her hair, though barely taken care of was always soft and fluffy, her tight curls were more than healthy. Her dark skin always seem to glow under the sun, even if she was a vampire, she didn't sparkle nor did she burn. She always thought it was because of the fact that she were two kinds of vampires and the first of her kind but she may never know for sure. Not that she really cared to know anyway. She had questions but could go without the answers as she has for more than many thousands of years.

The woman mostly smelt of lavender, roses, cinnamon and a hit of smoke. It was a scent that clung to her being and she didn't mind it one bit. She has three tattoo's lattering her neck and had more than a few lattering her arms and one was on her spine. Lucille also has both of her nipples pierced which could if or when she decided to not wear a bra.

Today, she decided to wear one as she wasn't in the mood for any lustuful looks being directed at her. She wore a black tight tee shirt that hugged her chest and her stomach perfectly which she paired with a pair of dark low waisted jeans. A pair of red bottom heels on her feet that added to her height of 6'3. She'd never in her life miss a chance to wear heels, she looke fucking good in anything but heels had a special place in her heart which is why she started her own line. She hopes that if her mate is shorter than her 6'3 figure, he wouldn't mind that she would also wear heels that would bump up her height to either 6'5 or 6'6.

For there was nothing sexier than a man that wasn't a little bitch.

Normally, she'd be blasting music and singing along but she was utterly pissed off at the moment. She was called here by her son, Jasper who had told her that he needed her help. And of course Jasper didn't need to explain to her for her to know that was that Edmund and Isael or whatever their names were fault.

Jasper had told her all about the bronzed haired mindreader when her first came to the coven. The blond haired male was tempted to run back to his mother after meeting Edward for the first time as the male just pissed him the fuck off. He had stayed though, only because of his mate. Every single time that Edward pissed the male off enough, he would go for a 'run', where he'd call his mother to speak with her. However, he grew close to Emmett and Rosalie who had become his actual siblings. He told his mother about them and she's spoken to them a few times as she came like them as well.

The rest of Cullen's didn't know Lucille or that she was Jasper's mom. He was a natural when it came to hiding thoughts from Edward, thankfully Emmett and Rosalie were too or they'd just think of something that Edward wouldn't want to hear so they won't slip up.

Of course Carlisle knew of Lucille from his time with the Volturi. But he never got her name, nor heard that much of her. All he knew was that the Volturi respected, feared her and that she was older than them. She was also more powerful and the first of her kind which was a mix of the two vampire species. To say that he was intrigued would truly be an understatement. But he also learned that the Volturi hadn't heard from her nor seen the woman in over two thousand years. He tried to research her but had found nothing, not even the information that the Volturi had. It was like she didn't actually exist but he knew she did. Aro, Caius and Marcus met her years ago but he had stopped looking because he could never find any answers about this powerful woman that brought the Volturi to their knees.

She kept a low profile, people knew of her but only a selected few had actually met her and only a couple lived after.

Back to Jasper, the first person he had ranted about Isabella too was his mom. She was a bloodsinger, nothing more to any vampire yet Edward wanted to fuck up and pursue her.

Lucille had laughed so hard at that, she was lonely but hell not that lonely. That was a different kind of lonely. How can someone confused a bloodsinger with a mate when it's painfully obvious? How can your mate be someone that you'd want to drain? It was laughable and the fact that Carlisle had allowed that to happen when he's a so called leader was more laughable.

After that Bella party disaster, Jasper would go hunting alot but was actually meeting up with his mother. The two had met a few months after Jasper was turned by Maria. Lucille taught him actual control and got rid of Maria and those that willingly follow her and let the others go. Though they had the choice to stay with her for awhile which many took her up on. After she taught them control, they left but still to this day keep in contact with the woman. Jasper stuck by her side until he met Alice that one night. He didn't want to leave his mother though and never had understood why he hadn't told Alice of Lucille. But his mother was the one that told him to go, that she was always just a call away and that he can visit her at anytime.

And though he was with the other Cullen's for awhile, the only two that know of his mother was Rosalie and Emmett. He still doesn't know why he had never told the others about her.

Carlisle had always hated that Jasper wouldn't change his last name to his or Hale but stopped bringing it up when Jasper said that he'd leave. And so the blond kept his last name which he was very much happy with. Esme would try to assert herself as the motherly figure which he didn't mind until she tried to become his motherly figure.

It was like she was obsessed with the thought of them all being her children. Rosalie and Emmett weren't sure about it but soon gave in with how persistent the woman was but Jasper never broke. He has a mother and plus Esme now had four kids then yet still wanted Jasper to be one of them. To this day she still had insister that he call her mom even if she now had another child in Isabella who seemed more than okay with getting rid of her human parents and life.

Jasper told this all to Lucille who had to calm herself down and not come there just to rip Esme's head off. Why in the hell couldn't Esme understand that 'no' means 'no'? She was lucky that Jasper didn't want the woman dead- yet or his mom would have been there within five minutes.

Lucille sighs softly to herself but her eyes soon lit up when the limo came to a stop at a nice house. Wasn't her style with all the windows but it didn't look bad.

She sits up as she puts out her cigar that was almost done before her door swings open gently by her driver. Her driver is a tall older man, red eyes and honestly had nothing better to do. Plus, he's never been to Forks which was surpising.

"We've arrived at the Cullen's resident, Ms. Ferrara." The man says softly as he held out a hand for the woman to take as he smiles. Lucille rolls her eyes playfully as she places her hand in his. "And how many times do I have to tell you that it's Lucille, Anthony?" She asks as he helps her out, his smile fading into a smirk as he shrugs. "Only a few thousand times," he replies and she scoffs as him before he closes the door and the two lean up against the limo.

She had met Anthony over a bit over 7 hundred years ago.

He was in a alleyway, beaten badly and left for dead all because he was a gay man. Lucille turned him without even knowing that, when he woke up, he had explained what happened and he had already prepared for the disgust and the regret for saving him but he never got it. Instead he got a hug. A hug that he had melted into as he sobbed into her neck as she told him that he didn't deserve that.

She told him that he can go for revenge but he was and still it such a sweet soul that he passed it up. Lucille didn't. She made them all suffer when he gave her their names when she asked. When he found out that they were killed, he gave the woman a look which she just gave a shrug in return at. She became is best friend, more like a sister and Jasper had become his nephew.

He stayed mostly with Lucille and had gone off about three times in hopes to find his mate but had given up, deciding to just stick with Lucille.

"Jasper Finn Ferrara, get out here and hug your mother." Lucille says softly as she held open her arms and within a second, a blond male was in her arms, hugging her tightly as she hugged him back with a grin on her lips. "I'm so glad that you're here, momma." The male sighs out happily, melting into her arms as Cullens and his two siblings walked out the house along with other vampires in tow.

Only the Cullens and some of the other vampires were confused, while Emmett and Rosalie had smiles on their lips as they were excited to finally meet the woman face to face.

Alice was pissy, jealous at she eyes her mate in the arms of some other woman who looked to be a fucking tall Goddess that should be on magazines and shit. It hadn't registered in her mind that he'd call the woman 'momma', actually it had not registered in most of their minds as they just wanted to know who the hell this woman was.

"I'm glad too," Lucille hums out happily, finally having her son back in her arms after so long.

Aka a month.

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This is just a chapter to explain most things lol?

Hope y'all still like it though!

I wanna pair Anthony with Billy. 🤭
Yes or yes?

If there anything else that you want me to explain other than her gifts and how she can to be, let me know and I will try put it in the next chapter.

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This chapter is over 2000 words, purr.

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Comment and vote, not proofread.
There are spelling mistakes, I know.

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