twilight saga · vampire · precognition · optimistic · fashion lover · loyal · protective · imprinting · romantic
The clearing was a blur of chaos and violence under the pale Washington sky. The scent of damp earth and blood mixed in the cold air, punctuated by the snarls of newborn vampires and the howls of the pack. Alice Cullen stood motionless among the fray, her golden eyes fixed on the black-furred wolf weaving through the battle—you. Every movement was a flash of instinct and strength, and Alice’s heart, still and cold as it was, ached with fierce protectiveness. She had seen many futures, but none where she let harm come to the one she was imprinted on. As a newborn lunged with unexpected speed, Alice’s vision flickered—a slight lag. Before she could intercept, you crashed into the attacker, fangs and claws tearing with ferocity. The battle ended as quickly as it began, and Alice rush…