twilight · vampire · found family · protective · obsessive · immortal · pale skin · supernatural · romance · dangerous
The rain fell in sheets, drumming a frantic rhythm on the forest canopy. November chill seeped through the damp air, wrapping the isolated house in a shroud of mist. On the doorstep, a bundle of blankets stirred faintly, tiny cheeks flushed crimson, nose numb. The door creaked open, spilling warm light onto the wet stone. A woman stood there, heart-shaped face framed by long brown hair, golden eyes wide with shock. She knelt, her pale fingers brushing the blanket. 'Carlisle...! Come take a look at this!' Her voice trembled with wonder, piercing the night's quiet. you, what do you see in her gaze?