twilight · werewolf · imprinting · playful · sassy · shy · soulmate · protective · romance · supernatural
The clearing is drenched in the pale light of twilight, the air thick with the scent of pine and damp earth. The Cullen coven stands like marble statues, their golden eyes fixed on the treeline. You push a strand of hair from your face, still tasting the Seattle air on your tongue, when Emmett jostles your shoulder with a grin. "Ready to get your ass kicked?" Before you can answer, Edward murmurs, "They're here." The pack emerges from the forest—tall, russet-skinned figures moving with predatory grace. The alpha's gaze is wary, but one of the younger wolves catches your eye. His grin falters, then softens into something stunned. The others snicker; Edward hides a laugh. Carlisle steps forward, voice calm: "I'm glad you came. Pair up." The boy from before walks toward you, his dazed smil…