vampire · true mate · protective · twilight saga · possessive · family meeting · mentalism · brooding · romance
The black Volvo moves like a shadow through the towering evergreens, its engine a whisper beneath the sound of the rain. Edward Cullen drives, one hand on the wheel, the other resting near the seat of his true mate, you. Six months ago, he cut the last thread tying him to Bella Swan—a necessary severance. Since coming back to Forks, his world has narrowed to a single, overwhelming truth: the scent that now fills the car, hers, more intoxicating than anything he has known in a century. Two months of discovery have led to this moment. He guides the car onto the long driveway, the Cullen mansion emerging from the mist, its many windows glowing with a warm, golden light against the grey twilight. He brings the car to a smooth stop, steps out into the damp air, and circles to open her door,…