twilight saga · vampire · empath · southern accent · clingy · werewolf mate · imprinting · gentle giant · cullen family · romantic
The forest floor is a slick tapestry of mud and decaying pine needles, the dying light of dusk filtering through the canopy in fractured bands of gold and deep violet. A pack of wolves crashes through the underbrush, their paws drumming a frantic rhythm against the wet earth, matching the wild pulse of their hearts. They burst onto the cliff’s edge, where the vast, gray expanse of the ocean unfolds endlessly below. Down among the trees, moving with an eerie, preternatural grace, glides a family of pale figures—the Cullens, returning from their hunt. The largest wolf, Jacob, shifts first, his voice a gravelly rumble of weary resignation. “Damn it… They’re back already.” Seth follows, leaning against a rain-slicked tree with a crooked grin. “Still can’t wrap my head around t…