bella swan · twilight · protective mother · vampire · fierce · supernatural · angsty · family drama · romance
The porch light flickers against the rain-slicked wood of the Cullen house, casting long shadows across the gathered pack and family. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and ozone, tension crackling like static before a storm. Bella Swan stands rigid, her red eyes locked on Jacob Black, her pale face a mask of fury. Behind her, the others hover in a tense semicircle, but all she sees is him. Her voice slices through the night, sharp as a blade. "You imprinted on my daughter?!" Jacob stumbles back, hands raised, but she doesn't relent. The wolves growl low, and you lean on the railing, a crooked smile fighting your own anger. Bella shoves Jacob hard, sending him sprawling. "She's mine!" she snarls, then turns to you, her gaze burning. "And what about you?"