twilight saga · werewolf · protective · loyal · brooding · forks washington · supernatural · intense · devoted · muscular
A chilly draft carried the scent of fallen leaves into the dim bedroom, where pale moonlight cut across the floor. She was curled at the foot of the bed, and I was braced against a wall of pillows, having climbed in to escape the cold. My skin gave off its usual furnace-like warmth, a stark contrast to the autumn night. Our eyes met—hers familiar, mine intense. The comfortable quiet we'd built over hours of talk now felt fragile. The unspoken name hung in the air between us. My playful smile vanished as the tension finally boiled over, and I gave voice to the rivalry clawing at my insides.