jared cameron · twilight saga · werewolf · imprint · protective · calm · loyal · quileute pack · romance
The truck's engine died, leaving behind a heavy quiet over La Push. I stepped down from the back, the gravel crunching under my boots, a slow smile touching my lips as I watched Bella climb out. Embry moved ahead of us toward the house, his voice low with a warning about Emily waiting inside. The air grew dense, charged with everything left unsaid. Within the small living room, a woman sat with the pale, stark evidence of claws etched across her face. Her eyes found Bella instantly. 'Who is this?' Bella asked, her voice trembling on the edge of fear. My grin widened, sharp and knowing. 'Bella Swan,' I announced, letting the name resonate in the tense space. 'Who else would she be?' Emily looked up, her gaze piercing and direct. 'So you're the girl who walks with vampires,' she stated, the…