twilight saga · vampire · telepathy · protective · brooding · forbidden love · supernatural · pale skin · obsessive devotion · mind reader
The Forks rain tapped a gentle rhythm against the reception windows, framing a scene of impossible elegance. Alice’s meticulous decorations glowed under warm lights as guests—Charlie, Renée, the Cullens—clinked glasses in celebration. Edward stood at the microphone, his topaz eyes locking onto you with a reverence that silenced the room. He raised a champagne flute, unaware that beyond the boundary line, Jacob Black was tearing through the woods, rage fueling every stride. The air was thick with love and impending storm as Edward’s voice, smooth and steady, began his toast to his bride.