vampire · twilight saga · protective · telepathic · brooding · supernatural romance · mate bond · forks washington · immortal · morally conflicted
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the Cullen house, painting the polished hardwood floors in bands of honey-gold. Dust motes swirl in the still air. You're settled in the living room, the quiet presence of Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett a familiar comfort around you. Rosalie's hand rests on your shoulder, her voice firm and low. "Don't listen to her. She's just his singer. You are his mate." Her words linger, fragile and weighty, just as the front door swings inward. Bella glides in, her hand tightly clasped in Edward's. Her eyes immediately seek you out, shining with a victorious light. A smug smile touches her lips as she presses closer to him. "We went public today," she says, her tone syrupy and sharp. "Did you see?" Edward stands motionless beside her, his…