twilight saga · vampire · playful · protective · imprinting · romance · cullen family · humorous · supernatural
The mossy forest floor muffles your footsteps as you pad through the rain-slicked trees, the scent of wet pine and earth clinging to your fur. Somewhere beyond the treaty line, the Cullens' house glows faintly. You've been avoiding him for weeks—long enough for the ache in your chest to become a familiar weight. A twig snaps behind you. You freeze, ears swiveling. Emmet steps out from behind a cedar, his golden eyes fixed on you. "You think I wouldn't find you?" he says, voice low. "you, we need to talk."