Twilight, but Esme does all the hunting for her family and then puts the blood in inconspicuous containers for her children to take to school. Shes cares for her husband and kids without being reduced to a stereotype of a housewife. Being the baddest, hunting every day, just so her 5 vampire darlings can take their blood to the cafeteria in a thermos and blend in with the other kids.
♀️since I can’t write fanfic…. I make playlist. ~ these ones are a little be dated I made them last year but I hope you guys still like them I have Jacob, Seth, Jasper and Paul! If you want anymore please let me know and I’ll do my best ! Seriously tho I love doing these
The way that I cope with no twilight fanfic is that I make Pinterest boards and a matching playlist for any character and scenario I have planned out in my head…
let me make you one… I’ll do anything to get bitches obsessed with twilight again
Thinking about the time when I saw eclipse for the first time (I was 9), I got mad at my mom for making me miss the battle. I told her it wasn’t fair that she kept me from all the action and that she’d have to let me go, I knew my dad wanted me there and I had to train sooner or later to protect the reservation. She then tried to tell me after multiple times that Sam Uley is not my dad and that these movies aren’t real… did I believe her? No. I told her she was a liar and that she just was jealous that I carried the special gene to turn into a shifter… I also was mad that in the movies when Jacob said “Leah is the first female shifter” I said that he was stupid and that I was the first female shifter because Duh I was, I was the daughter of the mighty alpha Sam Uley…. After theses events I wrote a letter to my dad saying that he really needed to come and get me because mom was keeping me from my true destiny! I also called Jacob stupid for not knowing that I was the first true female shifter… now me not knowing the address to Sam aka my dads house I just put “Sam Uley” hoping that some how some way it would make his way to the right person. Now I didn’t put a stamp on it so of course the mailman never took it Thanks for coming to my ted talk ~ if you want more embarrassing stories about me being raised on twilight let me know because I have alot
Why don’t we talk about Bella wanting to run Edward over more often ?
So I’m rereading / annotating the first book (sshhhhh please don’t bully me) and omg Bella is so OVER Eddie’s shenanigans it’s hilarious- she’s full on wanting to run his Volvo over
I think Edward “I won’t laugh I promise” Cullen should be GLAD he can’t read her mind
Apparently recreating Up with Bella ISNT a suitable sleepover activity
Emmett disagrees
Rosalie checks with Alice beforehand- cuz she isn’t TOTALLY insane - but she will never admit to anyone that she didn’t want Bella to fly away
Carlisle no longer lets Emmett near balloons
Edward and Esme will throw each other at Bella in hopes of catching her
I’d also like to imagine that Alice is in the trees - pushing Bella in certain directions, to ensure she doesn’t fly out onto the road or anything
And Jasper is perched in his own tree- with a basket of darts. Every so often there would be a pop, and Bella would be slightly lower than she was before
Okie weird twilight headcannon - the Hale twins are country music fans
Jasper got Rosie into it (ofc), and I think she only pretended to care at first, cuz she just wants to hang with her brother, but over time she really got into it. I will die on the “Cullen family band” hill - you KNOW they have jam sessions - but I think sometimes these two like quiet moments by themselves, each plucking away at a sad country tune.
And they do it in fun graphic tees and sweatpants cuz goddamn let these kids be casual and comfy sometimes please and thank you
Holy heck I can’t help but imagine the school talent shows the Cullens have done over the years, and them having to do the craziest things possible while still appearing human
Alice has juggled 15 apples at once, held Emmett over her head, ate fire, made a dress in under a minute, and one year did a one woman production of Annie - start to finish
Rosalie has planked with Emmett on her back, deadlifted more than triple her weight, and has been roped into performances via both Alice’s ballet AND musical phase
Jasper does whip tricks, and he plays the banjo. hes never been super duper into school events, but he’ll do anything Alice asks him to , and he loves showing off to her
Emmett has done anything and everything you could possibly imagine one could in a talent show. He loves to dance, and sing, and break things, and tell bad jokes - this man has done it ALL! His favourite performance would be “the stage fire of 76’ “ from when his puppet show went horribly wrong
Eddie has only ever played the piano, cuz he’s a lil punk
And you can bet your butt he most certainly has played Backstreet boys- at Emmett’s request
And obvi this goes without saying- esme is THERE for every single performance! And she cheers and whistles and gives a standing ovation every single time !!
(Carlisle of course will always go when he can, but also he’s a busy man, cut him a break )
I can’t help but think about the Cullens being amazing ice skaters
I think Rosie and Emmett would love to just skate round and round, with the occasional twirl and trick. I think it would be an activity that really shows how graceful Emmett is capable of being. It’s just very sweet and gentle to think about
Oooh part two baby ♀️✨
Jazz and Alice are perfect and in sync - doin the craziest tricks you’ve ever seen in your gosh dang life. We saw them dancing!! We know what they’re capable of ! The image of these two being so graceful on the ice is really cute to me
Teehee it’s part 3 ✨✨✨✨♀️♀️
These two are total saps and now I will not take no for an answer
They just wanna have an excuse to hold hands - not that they need one
And also I think that they wouldn’t let Eddie skate alone, and they’d each hold one of his hands cuz they love him
Life could be boring if you have nothing in particular to do. It may have been about a month and a half since I left Forks, but I had already seen and done so many things around Greece, and I was just bored at that point. I was bored out of my mind. I was used to the illusions I created to hide my identity, but, apart from that, nothing else really happened.
I estimated that there were still about two weeks left until Bella and Edward’s wedding, but I still didn’t feel comfortable or stable enough to go back. I missed the Cullens - they were the only family I was left with, but I didn’t want to step foot in the Forks area yet. I didn’t know how comfortable Embry or the pack would be with my presence in the area, so I didn’t want to risk it.
Yet, I still longed and yearned to have someone by my side; someone to call family. I didn’t mean someone to ‘replace’ Embry; I just wanted someone to actually treat me like a family. I had been living alone for too long, and, once I decided to stay with the Cullens, and then when I found Embry and the pack, I became so used and accustomed to the others’ presence around me, that I still craved for such a connection.
I started searching through endless numbers of files, archives, and whatnot, in an effort to find if I had any family left - hopefully, one of my brothers’ grandchild or great-grandchild. I even went to private investigators, hoping they will take some slack off my hands, and hopefully find the answers I was looking for.
Thinking about it, bringing a few bars of gold, in a small bag, with me was a clever idea - though I didn’t feel like connecting directly with humans, I still needed to interact with the human world, and monetary transactions were also included. I paid the investigators good money, hoping to find something.
Within a week, I had my answers. Most of my brothers’ descendants either died through the wars or moved away, out of the country. However, there was still one of them who was still living here and was closer to my physical age than the others.
Kyveli was born in 1980, in Thessaloniki, making her 31 years old now. Her full name was Kyveli Nikolaidou, which was different from our original family name. She had studied medicine at the Aristotle University of Thessaloniki, though she had many opportunities and offers to study outside of Greece, due to her high academic records and extracurricular activities.
I was proud that there was at least someone from our family who had a successful life back home. I heard the country was going through some difficult times, but, at least, Kyveli was following her dreams and trying to make something good of herself. She was probably living a happy human life, in contrast to my own miserable vampire one.
Finding her was a bit difficult. There was no steady home address, as she seemed to have been traveling a lot after her specialization, not staying in one particular city for more than 4 or 5 months. That was a bit suspicious to me, but I didn’t really question it - I was one to travel a lot after my transformation. I could only assume that humans were just as curious about the world around them, if not more.
It took me about a week or so to finally locate her. She was living on her own, in a small beach house, in Sithonia, Chalkidiki. The area was not as crowded as Kassandra was, but there were still many tourists and people living around. It was, overall, a pretty nice place - kind of sunny, secluded but also busy.
I was curious to see my great-great-great-grandniece and see how she turned out. I wouldn’t tell her the truth about me, of course - I couldn’t. No human could know about our existence, even if they were family. It was in their best interest to not know because knowing could put someone in terrible danger. I thought I’d tell her that I was a descendant of her long-lost aunt, not that I was actually her. Yeah, that was it. That was the only thing I would tell her.
I hadn’t been this nervous since the last time I met up with Embry, and that didn’t go well, so I was worried about how that would go. I rented a small car from Thessaloniki, deciding to drive through the idyllic scenery, trying to decide what I would tell Kyveli when I saw her.
She would probably ask me where my family and I had been all these years; why nobody tried to search for their relatives; what we did for a living, and such. I was worried about blowing up my cover; I hadn’t interacted with humans - who didn’t know about the supernatural - for so long. What if I messed everything up? I didn’t want to put Kyveli in danger; I didn’t want the Volturi to find out that she somehow knew; I didn’t want them to find me.
Driving through the curvy roads was easy. Meeting Kyveli seemed impossible. Yet, when I arrived at her house, I gathered up all the courage that was left in me, in a final attempt to reconnect with my family. Her house was beautifully painted in white paint, with orange-brown roof tiles. It was standing in front of a huge backyard and overlooked the peaceful turquoise waters. It was definitely the perfect place for anyone who wanted to find peace and quiet, and I could easily stay in a place like this.
I took a deep breath as I walked out of the car, hidden behind the illusion of a regular human. I took the few steps that separated me and Kyveli’s house, with uncertainty and slight fear of the unknown. As I walked up the stairs to her front door, I was hit by a really distinct smell that certainly did not belong to a human, and I was immediately put into thought.
Before I even got the chance to knock on the door, it opened wide, and a young woman was now staring at me with bright red eyes, smiling widely.
I didn’t want to be here. If it was up to me, I wouldn’t be here. But I had promised Jacob that I’d be present at Bella and Edward’s wedding, as he had promised he would be their best man. Thankfully, Quil tagged along, but he refused to bring Claire with him - he was worried about the vampires around, and he didn’t want to risk it with his imprint’s life. Along with us came Seth, who, from all the wolves in the pack, had the best relationship with the Cullens, as well as Billy and Sue, who both accompanied Charlie, Jacob, and Seth.
As we all waited for Charlie to walk Bella down the aisle, I couldn’t help myself from taking a look around the fully-decorated Cullen backyard. Drenched in white flower garlands and assortments, it seemed too much for my own tastes - certainly Alice’s masterpiece. (Y/N) had mentioned plenty of times how obsessed with fashion, beauty, and everything glittery and magical the brunette Cullen girl was, and how she always loved that about Alice.
Unconsciously, I thought about the papers I found in (Y/N)’s study room - the ones that said we were married. I, personally, always thought of a beach wedding at La Push, when I was meant to find my imprint, surrounded by family and friends, though I didn’t think it would be possible now. Nevertheless, I continued watching around the small cliques of people chatting about everything and anything.
I caught a group of four people, who I recognized as Bella and Edward’s old Forks High School classmates, looking around and gossiping. The girl with the caramel brunette hair thought that the reason Bella and Edward were getting married was that she was pregnant. I chuckled at that; a human getting pregnant by a vampire’s baby would be impossible. The darker-haired girl agreed that she wasn’t, but the other girl was not convinced at all.
Finally, we were asked to take our seats, and as light music started playing, we started seeing Bella walking slowly and nervously towards the aisle. I could hear her heart pounding in her chest, the shallow breaths she took, her uncertain steps, and her fingers grabbing onto Charlie’s suit, afraid of what may happen if she let go.
However, the moment she raised her eyes and looked at Edward, who stood at the end of the aisle, every fear, stress, and doubt she may have had, seemed to wash off instantly, and she continued walking down the aisle with new-found confidence.
I couldn’t help but think about (Y/N) being in Bella’s position, and me being in Edward’s, about to get married. She would look so beautiful, whatever she chose to wear. Just looking at her beautiful, gold eyes and her glowing-from-happiness face as she would walk down the aisle to meet me at the other end. Just holding each others’ hands as we recited our vows and declared our eternal love for each other. Just kissing each other on the lips, sealing our promise for the endless life we had ahead of us, in front of our friends.
I felt a pinch in my heart, realizing that none of this would happen. Without clearly stating it, we both chose to stay away from each other, and I didn’t know if I would ever have the chance to actually see her again, let alone get married. The clapping and cheering around me brought me back to reality, and I clapped unwillingly, along with the rest.
Thankfully, the ceremony ended quickly, and we were once again starting to scatter around the floor. Light music played around to entertain guests before the couple’s dance, and Seth dragged Quil and me along with him and Billy, to wish Bella and Edward who were now chatting with Jacob. Jacob seemed happy for these two, and, though I didn’t know if he was genuine, I wondered how long it would take me to get used to the idea of (Y/N) living away from me, or her being with someone else.
“Hey, man. Nice to see you. I’m happy for you.” Seth smiled widely, shaking Edward’s hand.
“Thank you.” The vampire smiled back at him.
“I hope you’ll be happy, Bella. Congratulations, both of you.” Billy smiled warmly.
“Thank you, Billy.” Bella was glowing, happy by her groom’s side.
“Congrats. We’re happy for you.” Quil wished the couple.
“Thank you, Quil. We’re happy to see you here.” Edward replied.
“Hey, congrats. I’m happy for the two of you, honestly.”
“Thank you, Embry. And I’m sorry for everything that happened between us these past couple of months.” Edward looked at me apologetically, reminiscing about the anger we had at each other.
“I’m sorry, too. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen. Have you, by any chance, talked to her?” I had trouble talking when it came to my imprint.
“I’m sorry, man. We know as much as you do.” He looked saddened. I knew I wasn’t the only one affected by (Y/N)’s absence, though I was the only one who felt physical pain due to it.
“It’s okay, man. There’s nothing you could have done, anyway.” I tried smiling just a bit but failed.
“I just hope she comes back soon.” Edward tried to give me hope, touching my shoulder compassionately. I didn’t want to ruin his happiness.
“I do, too. We’ll just go now. Let you enjoy the rest of the night.” I smiled one last time before I left to get something to eat and drink.
Seth, Quil, Billy, and Jacob started talking about their own things, but I didn’t pay too much attention to what they were saying. Everyone and everything here celebrated love, but I wasn’t feeling the vibe. Nothing could take my mind off of (Y/N), not even my friends.
Suddenly, I noticed Seth, Quil, Jacob, and Billy had turned their heads around, looking toward Bella, Edward, and the Denali leeches. We were met with a pair of angry gold eyes, belonging to one of the Cullens’ blonde cousins. What was her issue? What was she staring at?
‘Irina. Come meet Bella.’ The brunette woman called the angry leech.
‘I can’t do this.’ She replied instead.
‘You promised.’ Another blonde told the angry one. She sounded like they had this conversation before.
‘They invited four of them. Two of them killed Laurent. I can smell them. Their stink, on his dead body.’ We now knew who she had a problem with.
‘Irina, they’re our friends. Jacob is Bella’s best friend and our best man. Embry is (Y/N)’s mate.’ Edward tried to reason with her.
‘Edward, they killed Laurent, my mate.’
‘He tried to kill Bella.’
‘I don’t believe that. He wanted to be like us. To live in peace with humans. With me.’ The blonde leech believed in the lies of her ‘mate’, though we knew better. When we got to him, he reeked of human blood. That was far from ‘living in peace with humans’.
‘I’m sorry.’ It was the only thing Edward managed to say, before the leech walked away angrily, her family calling after her, as they left Edward and Bella’s side.
I was tired of this family drama and vendettas. It seemed as if there was constantly some sort of drama surrounding the Cullen family.
‘Well, what’s a wedding without some family drama?’ I didn’t know if he was talking to Bella, me, or both of us.
After that small ‘fiasco’, it was time for the speeches and proposals. Some of them, like Emmett’s and Charlie’s, made me laugh; others, like Renee’s and Jessica’s, made me uncomfortable. But Edward’s speech somehow managed to stick with me.
‘It’s an extraordinary thing to meet someone who you can bare your soul to. And who will accept you for who you are. I’ve been waiting, what seems like a very long time to get beyond what I am. And with Bella, I feel like I can finally begin. So I’d like to propose a toast to my beautiful bride. No measure of time with you will be long enough. But let’s start with forever.’
I didn’t know why it stuck with me. Probably because I imagined (Y/N) in Edward’s place, waiting so long to find a mate in her life, and when we found each other, we began to open up more, and be open and honest about our natures, and we felt like we could have a long future with each other - at least, that’s what I thought until I blew everything up with her.
After the speeches, everyone stood up to either dance or continue chatting with each other. I was once again in my own world, watching happy couples - mostly vampires - dancing around with their partners, making me jealous and longing for (Y/N)’s touch.
“Hey, man. Are you okay? Do you want to go home?” Quil touched my shoulder, looking concerned for me.
“I don’t know, Quil. I don’t want to ruin it for the others.” I was looking around while everyone was having fun, and I still felt like a fish out of water.
“You won’t. You don’t have to be happy, just because everyone else seems to be. You have the right to feel whatever you want. Come on, let’s go. I’ll drive you home.”
We didn’t have to exchange a word with Quil. I just nodded, and he knew I was grateful to have him as a friend, supporting me even through my worst moments. Without saying anything, I got into the passenger seat, in the car (Y/N) bought me, and we drove back to the reservation, away from everyone’s judgemental looks.
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It was a few days after the wedding that we found ourselves at the First Beach, having a picnic with the imprints, and playing soccer. Jacob, Seth, and I were sitting on a log, away from the others, not feeling like participating in their activities, while Evanthe, Kim, Claire, Rachel, and Emily were sitting on a blanket that was spread on the sand. Sam, Jared, Paul, Quil, and Leah were running between playing soccer or sitting with their imprints.
Jacob kept telling himself and everyone around him that he was okay with Edward and Bella’s wedding. But we knew better. Though he had accepted the wedding, Jacob still couldn’t get over the fact that his best friend wanted to be a leech so badly. He didn’t see the appeal - none of us did, honestly, but he was also worried about how Bella being a vampire would affect their friendship in the future. He knew, at least, that after her transformation, she would have to be declared ‘dead’, which would also be fitting in the vampires’ situation.
“Maybe they’ll say she was in a crash crash. Or tripped and fell off a cliff. Well, judging by how clumsy she had always been, it is way more believable than the car crash.” Jacob chuckled, but his laugh hid the pain he felt. “At least, I’ll get one thing out of it”. He started thinking about all the ways he could get rid of Edward, tearing his head, arms, and legs apart, before he was stopped by Sam who, like the others around the pack, saw the images in their heads, through the mind link.
“No, you won’t. Cullens are not a danger to the town or the tribe.” Sam must have finally realized that no matter what happened with the vampires intruding on the land, the Cullens - and (Y/N) - were not like them; they would never want to cause harm to the humans of the town or the reservation.
“Well, if what she said about their honeymoon is true, he’s either going to kill her or change her. And the treaty says…”
“I say, Jacob. I say.” Sam used his Alpha voice to impose his words through Jacob’s narrow mind, probably hoping that he will think about it twice.
“He’s right, you know. Bella made her decision, whether you like it or not. It was her choice to turn into a vampire, not Edward’s, or the Cullens’. She chose that for herself, and you should accept it and move on.” I mumbled, feeling anger rising slowly within me.
“Jake, you really think you could kill Bella if she comes back a vampire?” Seth asked innocently, but also slightly terrified at the prospect of Jacob killing Bella.
“I.. I don’t know, I really don’t. The Cullens may not be a ‘danger’ according to Sam, but they’re still vampires, still dangerous.”
“Why are you so obsessed with her, though? It’s not like you imprinted on her. You don’t have any emotional connection to her other than being childhood friends.”
“I don’t know, Embry. I really liked her ever since she moved back to Forks, but ever since she got together with Cullen, I can feel this deep jealousy inside me, and I cannot get my mind off of her.”
“Man, you really need to find someone to imprint on.” Seth chuckled.
“Why? Why does it matter if I imprint? What will change?”
“It will take your mind off of Bella, Jake. Look at the others. They are happy with their imprints.” Seth pointed at the pack and the imprints, enjoying their time together.
I sighed, and Seth’s smile instantly dropped. “I’m really sorry, man. I shouldn’t have brought that up.”
“No, Seth, it’s okay, really.”
“See, Seth? Not everyone who finds their imprint becomes instantly happy. None of them belong to themselves anymore. And the sickest part is their genes tell them they’re happy about it. It’s either that, or they end up like Embry, miserable and sad when their imprint abandons them.”
Anger took over me the second Jacob mouthed his words. He may have been angry, but I was angrier. He had no right to bring (Y/N) up as the reason why I was miserable. It was me, myself, and I the ones to blame for my misery, not her.
Without giving it a second thought, I stood up from the log, turned around, and angrily stomped away from the beach towards the woods, as others started yelling at me to come back. I was too angry to be around others right now, and I was hoping I could let some steam off running. The last thing I remember before running away was the memory of (Y/N) smiling.
Kyveli had been flipping through several travel magazines for quite some time now. I wasn’t sure what exactly she was looking for, but, from what she told me, once she got to meet me, I knew she wanted to get away from here - meet new places, new people, and probably new vampires. She suddenly stopped, looking at the page in front of her excitedly.
“(Y/N)! (Y/N)! I think I just found where I want us to go!” She turned the magazine around, almost shoving it into my face.
The two pages in front of me featured a lengthy article on Tuscany and the Italian countryside. Though Tuscany was beautiful, especially this time of the year, I could only think of one thing every time I saw the word “Tuscany” anywhere: the Volturi. After I managed to escape Volterra without getting caught or noticed, I was doing everything in my own capacity to not cross my path with them ever again. It would not be just risky if I moved there with Kyveli; it would be pure stupidity.
“I’m sorry, Kyveli, I’m not really sure about Tuscany. The territory has been claimed for thousands of years now. We cannot just go there.” I didn’t want to tell her directly that I was worried about the Volturi - she didn’t need to know that.
“Come on, auntie. It would be fun, I promise.” Kyveli was looking at me with pleading eyes. She was actually really good at looking innocent and pure, given that, under the cute brown eyes she wore, there were actually two red eyes that thirsted for human blood.
“I’m not really sure, sweety. I really don’t want to go there. I’m sorry. You would have to search for another place that we can go, okay?” I didn’t want to crush her dreams but I knew better than to step into Volturi territory, and the less Kyveli knew about them, the better. Though she was, theoretically, an older human than I was, technically she was a much younger vampire, and we treated each other like aunt and niece, though the dynamic was more like two friends.
The young vampire sighed deeply, clearly disappointed, but continued flipping through the pages, hoping to find something to interest her. I went back to my usual daydreaming, trying to think of a universe where Embry and I were still together and happy. Everything would be so much easier if I had Embry by my side now. He would know what to do, and how to wash my fears away.
I wasn’t saying that I wasn’t happy to have found Kyveli - she was family. But I wished I could be back with Embry, who was the family I always wished I had after I lost mine. Kyveli did not fill in the void in my heart; I was happy that I had found a part of my old family in her, but no one could ever make me as happy as Embry had made me in the short time we knew each other.
“Hey, (Y/N), it’s getting late.” She barely spoke, looking in front of her at the sun that had just recently set, and the sky that was painted with orange, pink, and purple hues.
“Yes, it’s the Twilight hour, the most beautiful time during the day.” I looked in front of me, as the quiet sea was painted dark blue, almost black.
Twilight was my favorite time of the day; probably other vampires’ favorite, as well. It was the time we could go hunt undisturbed, not having to worry about the sun shining on our cold, thick marble skin. As if on cue, Kyveli turned back to me.
“I will go hunting. Do you want to come with me?”
I had to think about it. Did I want to go hunt? Not really. Did I need to go hunt? Again, not really. Maintaining an animal blood diet, I didn’t need to hunt as much as Kyveli did. And though I disagreed with her diet choice, I wouldn’t voice it. She had to live alone for such a long time. I had to live alone too, and I also went through the human blood diet stage, so maybe she would rethink it in the future, and see what fits her better.
“Ehm, no, it’s okay. I’m not that hungry, anyway. You can go. Just be careful.”
“(Y/N), I’m always careful. I survived alone for quite some time now, so I think I’m good, right?”
I smiled at her. “Yes, yes, you are. You know, I’m proud of you, no matter what you chose in your life. You managed to survive on your own, and I couldn’t be more proud of the woman you’ve become.”
She smiled sweetly at me, wrapping her arms around me. “I’m proud of you, too. I’m so sorry for everything you went through.”
“It doesn’t matter now, really. Now, go. You must be starving.”
Kyveli smiled at me one last time before she walked away, trying to not attract unnecessary attention by the few people still sitting on chairs around us, looking at the now darker sky. After she left, I turned back to my misery. Ideally, I would go back to Forks in a heartbeat - if I had one.
But I had neither a heartbeat nor a reason that would make me go back. I really wished I could tell Kyveli everythingI had been through, but I decided that, though she was family, I couldn’t fully trust her yet. Something inside me told me that I couldn’t trust her with such information - I just didn’t know what it was.
So, I just sat back, and took the now dark sky in, enjoying the nothingness that we were. Vampires, humans, werewolves, or whatever magical creature you could think of - we were nothing compared to the endless universe. And yet, everything felt too much, too intense, and too complicated to handle.
Despite the terrible headache that plunged into my mind; despite the pain I felt all over my body due to Embry’s absence; despite everything I’d been through, I was also grateful that I made it thus far, through the ups and downs. I had the privilege of living through three different centuries that were filled with changes, pain, fear for the unknown, but, most importantly, new opportunities.
And I was in the privileged position - as a vampire - to be able to move around, and meet all these different aspects of life. I lived long enough to grow mentally, get to know the world, and mature significantly enough to take important decisions for myself.
I was indeed proud of who I had become, ‘cause, even though I had seen many bad things happening around me, I did not turn evil or bitter towards others. I could have, but I preferred to keep my integrity and ethics, and not stir away from my beliefs because of someone else.
I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn’t notice Kyveli had already come back from her hunt and sat down on the chair next to me.
“You’re back early. What? Didn’t you feed enough?” I chuckled, still not looking away from the sky in front of me.
“No, I wouldn’t say I really did, (Y/N).” A deep voice replied instead of Kyveli’s sweet, honey-like one.
I turned back to look at my interlocutor, terrified as I had recognized the voice in a split second. “Fe-Felix?”
We were patrolling with Quil, as we did lately. Nothing really changed apart from the fact that Quil had an imprint now and I didn’t. Yet, Quil was respectful enough to not think about him and Claire for as long as we had to patrol, and I appreciated his efforts. I couldn’t say the same from the other members of the pack; with the exception of Sam, who always kept a clear mind during patrols, everyone else but Brady and Colin, were thinking about their imprints andthe patrol.
‘You’re okay, man?’ Quil’s voice echoed in my mind.
‘Yeah, just thinking. I would really like to get away from here. There does not seem to be a danger around, and I would really like to get away from here. You know, go away for some time, I don’t know how long.’
‘No, you won’t, Embry.’ Sam growled. ‘The pack still needs you. There are still vampires in the area, and we don’t know how many others will be tempted to come here. You will stay with the pack, and that’s final.’
I sighed. I was given no choice, no options, and I was pressured into staying somewhere I didn’t want to. I felt trapped under someone else’s orders. I was angry at Sam for not letting me get the hell out of here. He couldn’t make such choices for me.
‘I’m your Alpha, Embry. Whatever I say, goes. Now, continue patrolling, and I want no more complaining and whining by any of you. Focus on your duties.’
Without another word, we continued patrolling around our territory. I kept my thoughts to a minimum, ‘cause I knew that whatever I thought of, Sam or any of the others would pick on it, and start pressuring me once again. It was actually nice when no one was thinking about anything at all. Involuntarily or purposefully, we were all usually thinking about, at least, one thing, so not hearing anything at all, brought me some peace.
However, our peace was short-lived the moment we started hearing Jacob’s thoughts. He was informed Bella was back, and he went to see her. Only Bella was changed, but she was not a vampire. Bella was pregnant! How was that possible? Jacob kept playing their argument in his mind. He tried to convince her to stay human, and get rid of whatever she had inside of her, but she wouldn’t listen.
Jacob was running angrily through the woods, howling for us to meet him at the usually unoccupied lumber mill that was just a few miles south of La Push. We all howled back, promising to meet him there. Everyone was calling for Jacob through the mind link, not knowing or not believing if what he involuntarily showed us was true or not.
Words were thrown around. ‘Dangerous.’ ‘Monstrosity.’ ‘An abomination.’ And then, everyone - including me - were shouting ‘We can’t allow it. We can’t allow it.’ over and over, circling Jacob, like he was the perpetrator and accused.
‘We have to protect the tribe. What they’ve bred won’t be able to control its thirst. Every human will be in danger.’ Sam growled, using his Alpha voice. ‘We must destroy it before it’s born.’
‘You mean, kill Bella?’ Seth sounded terrified, not believing what Sam was proposing.
‘Bella’s human. Our protection applies to her.’ Jacob tried to reason with Sam.
‘Bella made her choice a long time ago, Jacob. Get ready. We have real enemies to fight tonight.’
‘Tonight?’ Jacob and I said at the same time.
Sam moved towards Jacob menacingly. ‘You will fight with us, Jacob.’
Sam was pushing Jacob to bow down and follow his orders until Jacob snapped. ‘I will not! I am the grandson of Ephraim Black. I am the grandson of a chief! I wasn’t born to follow you, or anyone else.’ Jacob growled before he ran away, cutting the mind link between him and us.
Seth was whining, sad to see Jacob go. Seth, like some of us, knew that killing Bella was not right, even if she was pregnant with the vampire’s baby; killing her would only cause more harm and hatred between us and the Cullens. If (Y/N) found out that we killed Bella and attacked the Cullens, she would never forgive me. The Cullens were there for her when I wasn’t.
‘Will you stop with (Y/N) already? I get it, you miss her, we all do. But if she were to side with the Cullens on that, you should not have hesitated to fight her, as the rest of us would.’ Jared growled at me.
I growled back at him, furious that he even dared to say that I would attack my imprint, even if she went against the pack’s beliefs and actions. I couldn’t stand this attitude coming from them. My imprint was above every single one of them, even my own mother. I would never do anything to hurt her, not anymore. So, I ran away, following Jacob’s actions, as I heard Seth and Quil calling my name.
I continued running through the woods, unsure of where I was going. My mind was no longer driving me; it was my feet that drove me towards the Cullens’ house - the only place I knew Jacob would go right now. Looking and smelling around, I tried to catch Jacob’s smell, as I couldn’t hear his thoughts anymore. I found him a couple of hundred feet away from the house, so I quickly ran back to a tree where I had hidden some clothes, changed, and ran back to Jacob’s side.
“What are you doing here?” Jacob asked me annoyed, without turning around.
“I left Sam’s pack. I couldn’t stand behind what he wanted to do. Bella is still human. And I know (Y/N) wouldn’t support getting rid of her or the baby. Whatever that baby is, it’s not right. If Bella wants the baby, nobody can take that away from her. Not Edward. Not the Cullens. Not you, or me, or the pack.”
Jacob didn’t say a thing back, rather just turned to look at the house. “I’m gonna go give the Cullens a heads-up. You can stay here, or follow me.”
Without saying a word, I followed behind Jacob, walking closer towards the house, where we saw Edward standing on the balcony. “Get ready. They’re coming for Bella.”
“They’re not gonna touch her.” The vampire replied.
“Agreed.” Both Jacob and Edward nodded at each other before the vampire nodded towards me, then went back into the house.
We heard a few branches breaking, and we turned around to see Quil, Seth, and Leah. “What are you three doing here now?” Jacob shouted annoyed.
“We’re not gonna let you two get yourselves killed. We left Sam’s pack. We wouldn’t agree with his plans. We’re not gonna kill a human, whether she’s carrying a demon baby or not. Your stand on the issue made us look at things from a different perspective. Sam’s on his own now. Jared, Paul, Brady, and Collin won’t be enough for him to stand against us. He will eventually have to back down.” Quil announced.
“Did he send you? Does he know you’re here?” I asked all three of them.
“He doesn’t, but he will figure it out soon. Thankfully, we left after he told us what his plan is.” Leah replied.
“What’s his plan? Are you sure he’s not going to change it after you three left?” Jacob wanted to know, to make sure that Sam wouldn’t change his plans.
“We don’t know if he will, but his original plan was to get the place surrounded, leaving no margin for any of the Cullens to get out. He wants them weak, unable to feed, thus unable to resist an attack. He’ll be waiting for his opportunity, and when he finds it, he will strike.” Quil narrated Sam’s whole plan, and we knew we could trust them. Quil and Seth were our friends after all, and Leah was (Y/N)’s.
“Alright, I’m gonna let the Cullens know, and I’ll check up on Bella. You can wait here, or you can come with me if you can keep the formalities.” Jacob informed us, before walking away.
We stood back, looking around the “enemies’” territory, waiting for something to happen. There was tension in the air; we expected Sam’s next move, but also didn’t know when that would be. We were filled with anticipation and nerves, as we had nothing to do in particular.
We hadn’t realized that the buff vampire came out of the house until we smelled him. All four of us turned around to look at him, as he waved at us to follow him. Though Leah protested at first, she came with us, as we followed Emmett into the house.
It was a big house, surprisingly warm and bright. We could smell Bella in the living room, on the upper floor, as we followed Emmett up the stairs. He led us to the kitchen where Esme had prepared food for us.
“I thought you might be hungry, so I prepared something quick. I hadn’t done that in a while. Bella cannot keep food down, so it’s of no use to try and force her to eat anything.”
We silently thanked her and dug into the food. Even Leah seemed a bit more trusting of the vampire mom. (Y/N) had mentioned two or three times that Esme was like a mother to her, making sure she was okay, even if they were far away from each other. So, I supposed Leah was more open to trusting Esme, just like (Y/N) always did.
“So,”, Quil broke the silence, “did you have any news from (Y/N)?”
“Unfortunately, Quil, we know as much as you do. She hasn’t contacted us yet, and we’re getting worried. We hoped she did, but it’s been too long and she hasn’t. We don’t know what to think of it.” Esme replied sadly, looking down at the floor. The doctor came by her side, hugging her around the waist, as she leaned on his shoulder for comfort.
“I’m sure she will call us soon. She just needs a little time to think. She was probably hurt by your argument, but I think she’ll come around. You’re too precious for her, Embry. And the pack is her new family, so I’m sure she’ll come around.” The doctor tried to comfort me and my packmates, though there was still uncertainty lingering in his words.
“I really hope you are right. I.. I just miss her so much. Every day I miss her more than the previous. She’s also the reason why I couldn’t follow Sam and his plans. I knew that (Y/N) would never forgive me if any of you got hurt by one of our own. You’re her family too, and she asked me to get along with you. I’m gonna keep that promise for her sake, even if she never comes back.”
“That’s really sweet of you, Embry. We want you to know that we never meant to hurt any of you. We recently found out the reason why your people transform into wolves. We never wanted to cause you the pain you had to go through during your shift. We found comfort in this place, and we wanted to come back, looking for that comfort. We are truly sorry for any bad thing we caused you.” Esme was feeling genuinely regretful for them coming back here, and causing us to shift. And I believed her that it was not their intention to cause us harm.
“We know you didn’t mean to. Well, not all of us do, but some of us are okay with it now. We learned to live with you. Besides, if it weren’t for you, we wouldn’t have met (Y/N), and Embry wouldn’t have imprinted on her. And I would have never become the first female werewolf.” Leah chuckled. I would have never thought she would ever be accepting of the Cullens’ existence in the area, but life was full of surprises.
“That’s really sweet of you, Leah. We were indeed surprised to hear about your transformation, but you’re a strong woman, so there was no doubt why you carried the wolf gene. You were meant for great things.” Esme smiled at Leah, looking like she saw a new daughter in her. Leah smiled back, looking down, blushing.
The Cullens were actually quite nice if you got to know them better, and if it weren’t for Bella’s pregnancy, we would all sit back, relax, and enjoy their company and food, instead of worrying about the baby and Sam’s upcoming attack on the Cullens.
“Don’t worry about Sam, Embry.” Edward mumbled. “He won’t get near Bella, whether you all are there or not. I won’t let them hurt my family.”
“We have no doubt about that. But Sam is unpredictable, and we don’t know how he’ll react after all 5 of us left. He’s outpowered and it would be a suicide mission, but we still don’t know what he’ll do about it; how he’ll react. We’d dread to see Brady and Collin by his side.” Quil was saddened at the possibility of Sam putting the younger ones into a fight he would most probably lose. They didn’t deserve that; they were too young and too inexperienced.
“Well, whatever he chooses to do, I think we’ll be even. We haven’t hunted for weeks. We can’t go out of the house. So, we may not be fully capable of fighting Sam.” Emmett sounded desperate; his eyes were a dark sand - almost black - color, and there was no doubt that he was hungry.
“No fights. We won’t be the ones to break the treaty.” The doctor quietly replied.
“The treaty is void, at least in Sam’s mind. From the moment Bella got pregnant and there’s the possibility of the baby killing people, Sam can only think of one thing: getting rid of the baby, even if he has to go through Bella.” Jacob’s voice broke a bit, at the thought of his best friend getting killed by his pack family.
We were soon done with our food, and left the house, preferring to go patrol the perimeter, making sure that Sam can’t get near. We were torn between shifting or staying in our human forms, especially since we got a glance of Sam, Paul, and Jared looking at us from afar. Thankfully and expectedly, they didn’t come near us, rather they stayed watching us.
Days were going by like this. We would patrol for a few hours, eat at the Cullens, then go back to patrol, as we took turns sleeping and patrolling, just to make sure there were always at least two of us each time. In contrast to the Cullens, we needed sleep, but they needed to hunt, because, after some time, it looked unbearable to them.
Jacob had a thought that the baby would most likely crave blood, and the doctor, having some spare blood available, was feeding it to Bella who seemed to be a bit healthier and more alive than before. She was finally able to slowly start eating again while drinking blood for the baby. But that meant that some of the Cullens would regularly leave the house to avoid attacking the blood bags or Bella. So, they would come with us, and we would walk around the area, not straying too far from the house, in fear of Sam attacking unexpectedly.
However, the closer Bella was to deliver, the more intense everything would become. There was the fear of her giving birth way earlier than expected - could be today or the next day, no one knew for sure. We were on the edge minute after minute, waiting for Sam to make a move. The Cullens were getting more anxious and hungry, and the prospect of Bella giving birth with hungry vampires around put a toll on everyone’s psychology.
Jacob had been thinking constantly, trying to find different ways to somehow distract Sam and his pack. We needed just enough time for them to get distracted so that the Cullens could go hunting. Jacob thought of calling Paul and Jared over to negotiate a sort of return of the rest of us to the pack - a white lie to earn us some time.
However, that turned out to be unnecessary, when, that same afternoon, Sam, Paul, and Jared, along with Collin and Brady came by the Cullen household. Sam asked for a truce, declaring that waiting for something that would inevitably happen instead of focusing on everything else was meaningless. He promised he wouldn’t hurt Bella or her baby, as long as the Cullens made sure that the baby would not cause a problem to the humans.
A new truce and some small talk later, Sam and his pack left the Cullen household. Jacob had officially established his own pack which would work alongside Sam’s for the better of the tribe and the humans around, so none of us had to go back to Sam’s pack. We were all glad that this part of our reality was arranged and done with.
We now had to look out for Bella giving birth, but, as Sam and his pack were no longer a threat to the Cullens, Carlisle proposed that we returned to the reservation. They would make sure they fed in groups, and Carlisle would make sure everything was ready for Bella, so none of us had to stick around through a what-was-expected-to-be painful birth.
Though he didn’t want to leave Bella’s side, Jacob was finally convinced to stay away from Bella and the Cullens for just enough time for her to give birth, get changed, and get used to the vampire life. Her change was always something she wanted, and now, it was the only solution if they wanted Bella to stay with them. So, we just picked up the few clothes we had left back at the Cullens, along with food Esme prepared for everyone, and returned back to the reservation.
Surprisingly, the transition from all this tension to the more calming environment of the reservation was easy and smooth. Our families were still waiting for us, and nothing seemed to have changed around. Now, we would go back to patrolling, visiting Emily and Sam’s house, and everything else we used to do before all this chaos as if nothing happened at all; as if we never argued about Sam’s decision; as if we never abandoned the pack.
I returned back to my house quietly, now that my mother had no issue with me going out at odd times, still convinced that I was working instead of what I was actually doing. The house was dark and quiet, but there was my mom’s smell still lingering in the air. I entered the kitchen, taking some leftovers from the fridge and eating them directly from the Tupperware, not interested in heating them up. I was uninterested in the food, but I knew I had to eat to remain strong and maintain a clear mind.
As I was finishing up my meal, I heard the front door open, and my mother entered the house, walking towards the kitchen. We locked eyes and she must have seen the pain and tiredness in my own, as she came closer to hug me. I didn’t expect her sudden affection - not that it was uncommon of my mother; she was a loving person. I hugged her back, missing the simpler times, where we would spend most of our day together, whenever she didn’t have too much work at the souvenir shop. The old times, when I wasn’t a wolf; when I was just a teenager, free of responsibilities.
“Embry, I’m sorry to intervene, but you’ve been looking a bit sad lately as if you are not present. I’m not gonna lie to you, I am getting worried about you. Please talk to me. You know you can talk to me about everything.”
“It’s nothing, really. I’ve just been feeling a bit under the weather lately, but I’m sure it will be over soon. Don’t worry about it.”
My mother took a few seconds to herself, not saying exactly what was on her mind. She gulped a bit before she voiced her concern. “Embry? Is it about the shifter thing?”
I froze in my place, not knowing what to say. “The whatthing?!”
I’d been getting more and more worried about Embry lately. He was not his usual, happy self. He hadn’t been himself for almost half a year now but at first, I attributed it to him being a teenager who just went through his rebel stage. However, the more time went by, the more worried I would be about him being out at odd hours, sneaking out of the house when he thought I didn’t hear him, and sleeping in the morning. I felt like he was wasting his life away.
That was until (Y/N) (Y/L/N) came by my house to see me. She was the niece of a local businesswoman, Esme Cullen, and she worked for her aunt’s construction company. I was suspicious at first, but the more we talked, the more she made me feel at ease. She told me that Embry was working for her aunt’s company, and that was the reason why he was out all the time - she confessed that Embry himself asked her and her aunt to not tell me anything about his whereabouts.
(Y/N) seemed like a wonderful girl, sweet, innocent, and gentle, and I wished Embry would find someone like her, or get closer to her. Mrs. Cullen was the wife of the local doctor, up in Forks, and (Y/N) herself seemed to come from a respectable family. I didn’t actually know her family, but her gentle nature and sweet personality managed to win me over and make me trust her. Though we didn’t talk for too long, I could sense her kindness and beautiful soul.
Unfortunately, I had not seen her ever since she came by. When I mentioned her visit to Embry, he was puzzled, and he slowly started getting angrier and angrier before he eventually stormed out of the house. He came back a few hours later, still angry, and he wouldn’t speak to me for a few days. After that, he would just look miserable. He would still not say a word; he would only mumble occasionally, and that was it. I was getting worried about my only son. What could have upset him so much that he was feeling so down and sad?
I was searching back and forth, looking for answers all over the reservation and the surrounding area, but nobody seemed to know a thing, and if they knew, they wouldn’t tell me. For anyone who “knew” me, I was an outsider, I wasn’t a Quileute, so I assumed that was why they couldn’t trust me with the tribe’s “secrets”. And I also assumed that Embry himself must have been feeling that sense of alienation, compared to his friends who were born of Quileute parents, and felt more connected with the reservation and the tribe.
Between working and looking for answers, I was getting too tired. I had to search for answers from the ones who were the closest and at the center of the action, and who, most likely, knew what was actually going on with my son. I went to the Elders of the Quileute tribe, the council that was responsible for all the major decisions taken within the tribe.
Currently, they consisted of Billy Black, Quil Ateara the third, and Sue Clearwater, the late wife of Harry Clearwater. Billy’s son, Jacob, and Quil’s grandson, Quil, were Embry’s best friends, so they must have known if something had happened to Embry, and what he wouldn’t tell me.
It turned out that getting close to the council was not easy; I already knew that I wouldn’t be let into the tribe’s inner circle, but I needed to know. I would try to approach them with my questions every chance I could get, and every single time, they would do anything to avoid me. I was getting tired and frustrated, so, one day, I decided that the only thing I could do would be to go by Sue’s house. She couldn’t deny me if I insisted on her giving me answers.
And so it happened. I went by Sue Clearwater’s house one day, prepared to get the answers I sought for. This time, she wouldn’t be able to dismiss me. I knocked on her door, and she opened it, not knowing who it was. The surprise on her face was evident when she saw it was me. She mumbled something about being busy, but I wouldn’t let her dismiss me this time. It was time I knew the truth.
“Please, Sue, don’t kick me out. I need to know what is going on with my son. Please, mother to mother, you must know how I feel. Please, tell me what’s going on.” I pleaded with the woman, touching her arm to stop her from leaving me out of her house. She sighed and silently invited me into her house.
“Would you like something to drink?” She pointed at the couch for me to sit, seemingly hesitant to talk to me.
“No, thank you. I just want to ask you a few things if you don’t mind.” I sat down, looking straight at her.
“Of course. What would you like to ask me?”
“I just want to know if you know what is going on with my Embry. Apparently, he’s been working at a local construction company, but lately, he seems a bit off, like he is not present, like he’s sad and depressed, and I don’t know what to believe anymore. Do you know what is going on?”
“Uhm, I’m not really supposed to talk about these things, you know. There are some things that happen within the tribe and affect everyone in a different way, but I’m not the one to talk to you about them. It’s not my secret to tell, though I’m directly and indirectly affected by them. You may need to talk with Embry about it. He should be the one to explain everything to you. We wished we could tell you, but Embry did not wish for that. And even if I am a member of the council, there’s only so much I can do. You better talk to Embry. He will or will not let you know what is going on with him.”
I let Sue’s words sink in my mind a bit. I had been thinking about it for a long time, but I was never completely sure if that was the case. However, the way Sue presented everything made me seriously think about the possibility that I was rightfully thinking what I was thinking all this time.
I lifted my eyes to look at the woman sitting across from me, with certainty in my eyes. “So, the legends are true, huh?”
The Volturi Princess - A Felix Volturi x fem!Reader Story (part 11)
A/N:I haven’t updated this story in a long time, and I’ll probably have to write the next parts eventually but I have to find my notes and/or inspiration for that - I also wrote this over 5 months ago
No of Words: 5300+
Mentions of: Abandonment, Abortion, Anxiety, Blood, Bruises, Coma/Comatosed State, Death Emotional Abuse, Emotional and Physical Pain, Gaslighting, Greece/Greek Language - with translation, Heartbreak, Italian Language - with translation, Manipulation, Murder, Pain, Panic Attacks, Pregnancy, Suffering, Suicide/Suicidal Thoughts, Swear Language, Throwing Up/Puking, Witches/Wizards/Witchcraft
I sat in my room, again, doing nothing in particular. Lately, nothing would excite or even interest me enough to occupy my mind for more than a few minutes. I didn’t know if I was going through a phase, or if that was my actual everyday life before the incident.
I didn’t think I could actually remember anything distinct before the incident as if crucial parts of my memory were wiped off. My life couldn’t be that boring, that meaningless. I hadn’t found a mate; I hadn’t changed a job for over 2000 years; I hadn’t done anything remotely fun. I wondered what my life came to, or how I even got here in the first place.
As much and as hard as I tried to remember, I couldn’t remember a single thing. For some unknown reason, I could only remember that Aro found me, brought me here, and turned me, just how he did with the Twins. Yet, I had a deep pain inside me that I couldn’t comprehend; it was like a pain caused by loss, a loss I had never experienced.
The only thing I could do was walk around the castle aimlessly, looking at the faces of the other vampires around that seemed to have successfully returned back to their usual routines, not having questioned anything for some time now. After Aro’s visit to the Egyptians, he laid the issue to rest, not looking for any answer afterward.
And so, our usual, boring life continued as such. Sometimes we would have to leave Volterra for our routine check-ups on other vampires and covens or to take care of some vampires’ disobedience and destruction tendencies. Other than that, there was nothing I was interested enough in.
The Twins and Dem would frequently occupy either the Common Room or the library. The Twins enjoyed challenging each other on chess, or they would call the other guards when they wanted to play other board games they had brought over from abroad, such as ‘Clue’, ‘Guess Who’, and ‘Monopoly’.
This particular day, just like every other day, I sat on a couch at the library, doing nothing in particular, as Demetri was looking through his history books a few meters away from me, and the Twins were arguing with each other at the other end of the room. I didn’t pay too much attention to them, but I, unintentionally, did catch a few words here and there.
They were talking about Freud’s “Death Drive” Theory, and how he theorized that people would tend to repeat traumatic events, even if they caused them distress. Unconsciously, that put me deep in thought for a few minutes, as I, myself, would put myself in a painful situation when I was trying to remember what happened to me, as a way to comfort myself that I really tried to find an answer to my questions.
Demetri was still too deep into his studies, so he didn’t pay attention to anyone and anything but his books. That left me alone, wandering around the library corridors, trying to find something that would interest me enough to pick up and read. I didn’t have a particular interest. Well, I did like anything related to fighting, so I supposed that wars and history could be the closest to my interests.
There were several books about wars and history that reached all the way up to the tallest shelf. The Kings - more like Aro and Caius - loved everything related to history, but most of all, anything related to wars. Though we were consuming human blood, there was nothing that pleased Aro and Caius more than seeing humans die, especially if it was by another human’s hand. They claimed that humans thought they could actually conquer the whole world, and, as long as they did, vampires would always manage to rise above them.
As I was browsing through the titles, my eye caught a deep purple book on the lowest shelf. I bent down to grab it, but I could almost swear that the book was pulled back - if I wasn’t alone here, I would think that it was Afton or someone else, but I couldn’t smell anyone. Once again, slowly and steadily, I went to grab it from its shelf; this time, the book did not move.
I started browsing through the pages, but the more I did, the less I understood. The book was written in a language I did not understand - was it French? German? No, there were no Latin characters indicating to any of these languages. I quickly ran to where Dem was, for he must know, having studied many languages throughout the years.
“Demetri? I need your help.” I tossed the book on the table, by Demetri’s readings.
“What?” Dem grumbled as I interrupted his study.
“I need your help with this book. I found it just a few minutes ago, but I cannot understand its content. It’s written in a language I cannot understand.”
This perked up Dem’s interest, who grabbed the book, scrolling through it, and smiling smugly. I knew he knew what it was about the moment he smiled.
“It’s Greek, but it’s not something I can actually comprehend. Must be one of the Kings’ books. They are the only ones who keep books in Greek anymore. Even I, myself, do not recall having any books in Greek left.” He tossed the book back at me, having quickly lost his interest, and returning back to his studies.
“You don’t see anything wrong with it?”
“What do you mean wrong, Felix? What could possibly go wrong with a book? Is it one of the “forbidden books” or something?” Dem mocked.
“No, but what if… What if it’s a magic book?”
“Fe, don’t be ridiculous. There’s no such thing as a “magic book”.”
“Why not, Dem? If we exist, why cannot magic and magic books exist?”
Demetri looked taken aback and had to think for a while. “Well, I suppose, if you put it that way, there could be magic. But, do not take my word for it. We don’t know what that book is about, whether it is magical or not. It’s not something you have to occupy your mind with, anyway. I know you’re bored and you have nothing better to do, but don’t stray too far from the others. We need you here. Present. If you think about imaginary things or things that didn’t happen, you will lose yourself in the process. So, please, don’t give in to such things. Stay focused here.”
Dem was right. I was trying too much, and so hard to hold onto little things - anything that would bring my memories back, that I started to lose track of what is real and what is not. I was the only one who was still so obsessed with finding answers where there were no questions left, that I lost the meaning behind everything. Instead of spending my time training the lower guards or interacting with Demetri or the Twins or Heidi or Santiago, I spent my time self-loathing about something that may not even exist.
And though the book had sparked my interest and curiosity about the possibility of a magical world existing, I still could not find a starting point to start my research from, so I just gave up eventually. It took me a few days, but I was finally able to fully recover from my previous state. I had so many human feelings that I almost forgot I wasn’t human.
I was a vampire, the Volturi executioner, and I should act more like that, instead of feeling. I wasn’t here to feel; I was here to follow orders, and tear others apart whenever I was asked to. From that moment, I had finally decided that I would turn my life around, and be myself again - the executioner that everyone feared.
After New York, Louvel and I traveled to Toronto. Then, we had to pass through Canada, and, it was only when we reached Vancouver, that there was the issue of how we would travel up to Alaska. There was also the issue of me feeding without Louvel finding out about me.
I struggled to be as discreet as I could, hiding my eating habits, though I still ate small portions of human food. In the end, I was forced to reveal my true identity to him. I thought a lot about it, about the consequences and what that would mean for our friendship in the long run, but I decided that letting him know would be the right thing to do. Surprisingly, he was not as shocked by my revelation as I thought he would be.
For some inexplicable reason, it was the exact opposite. He seemed to accept it too quickly. He wasn’t shocked or skeptical; he didn’t need some time to think about everything; he accepted reality too easily. That put me in deep thought about whether I should trust him or not, and made me question what his true intentions were. I decided I would have to trust him for as long as I needed him; after all, even if I was pregnant, I could still get rid of him pretty quickly, and I would if he proved to be disloyal.
On a positive note, letting him know what I truly was helped me to finally not be so discreet about my need for blood. Louvel would even help me for as long as we were in Vancouver, bringing unsuspecting humans over for me to drink from. He had a sort of talent for manipulation, and they seemed to trust him quite easily and quickly, which was why they would follow him without asking questions.
He was rather attractive for a human, with his fluffy, but carefully styled hair, and his charming-looking eyes, which helped him a lot when he brought humans to me - among other things he did in his life. He was a natural charmer, and he would surely have me mesmerized if I wasn’t pregnant with the love of my life’s baby. Even Louvel’s charm could not take Felix’s thought away from me.
Speaking of my pregnancy, though I still had 3 or 4 months ahead of me before giving birth, I could feel the baby getting anxious, as, lately, it moved more than usual. It was as if it could sense that we were getting closer and closer to freedom, and it couldn’t wait. I personally couldn’t wait. All this time spent traveling had absolutely exhausted me, and I only wished to sit down and relax, so I just couldn’t wait for the moment I went to Denali.
There was only one issue left, which seemed to be the one that set us back a few days. We had to find a way to reach Alaska, without having to ask the Cullens for help. I wanted it to be sort of a surprise, but also I wanted them to slowly realize the reality of my pregnancy, without being forced to understand the process and nature behind it. I wanted everything to be absorbed by them slowly, without forcing them to understand anything they couldn’t. I would already owe them if they accepted me, so I didn’t want to force them to come down here and pick Louvel and me up.
We were making plans for a week straight, asking people around, and looking out for any information that could probably indicate a way for us to leave from Vancouver. It took us a week, but we finally managed to find a way, through the Alaska-Canada highway, which was actually built a little less than 20 years ago. The issue was that the highway started from Dawson Creek, which was over 1,200 kilometers away, and ended at Delta Junction, which meant we still had a long way to go between Vancouver and Denali.
The easiest part for me - which Louvel was andwasn’t opposed to, at the same time - was to steal a car for us to drive up to Alaska. Stealing was easy; the difficult part was to find a car that could stand the long way up to Alaska. I settled on a cute, black Volkswagen Beetle, which seemed pretty reliable for the time being.
We maxed up the tank and took a few bottles full of petrol with us, just in case we ran out and there was no petrol station around. I had filled up with blood the day before our departure, so, really early in the morning, we loaded the car and left.
I decided I would be the one to drive the majority of the way because I didn’t trust Louvel driving us up there - I may not have been so different from him, but I was still more capable as a pregnant tribrid than he was as a human. Louvel himself didn’t try to oppose me after I hissed at him out of instinct. The route was supposed to take as long as three days, but with my need to hunt and still sleep, it took us over a week.
Finally, after 4,000 kilometers of driving, we were close to the Denalis’ residence. It was a completely different scenery from what I had seen so far. Though it was around the middle of autumn, everything around was covered in thick layers of snow that gave out an eerie atmosphere. Yet, the air was crisp and clean, and I could finally breathe, letting go of all my anxiety. I felt that I could finally relax; that I was finally away and safe from Volturis’ influence.
I felt excited at the prospect of a new chance in life; a life that was not associated with the Volturi; a life that had me leaving my human self behind. If everything went well and the Denalis agreed, I planned to stay with them permanently. The Cullens were only living there temporarily - I knew that because Carlisle himself never settled on one place for too long, so it was a matter of time until they left again.
But the Denalis were permanent residents of the area, so the probability of them leaving was none. I could easily come to terms with staying in that place forever. Besides, I had spent almost 3,000 years living in one place, so I didn’t think it would be impossible staying here for just as long, even more. The seclusion of this place meant that it wasn’t easy for others - humans or vampires - to notice or get close.
The Denalis’ house was deep between the snow-covered mountains, beyond the vast plains covered with trees. A lodge-like building that looked as warm as luxurious, its aesthetic matching perfectly with the surrounding environment. It was so different from what I imagined. I thought, like the Volturi, they would prefer a house made out of stone; a house that looked more like a cave. But the Denalis’ house was nowhere near that. The warm wood the house was made of, gave a sense of luxury, familiarity, and a welcoming feeling.
I saw the house from afar, but as we got closer and closer, I would drive more and more slowly, unsure of what they would think if they saw me all of a sudden. I, myself, was unsure and would have never imagined what they would feel like if they saw me. I continued driving slowly, as they finally noticed me and came out of the house. I stopped about 40 meters away, to give them space and distance between us.
First, it was Tanya and Kate who came out, followed by Irina, Eleazar, Carmen, Carlisle, and Edward. They looked shocked when they saw and realized who it was, but took a few steps forward, waiting for me to get out of the car.
“Is that them?” Louvel asked me from the passenger’s seat, without taking his eyes off of the vampires in front of us.
“Yeah, that’s them. Stay in the car, please.” I opened and shut the door quickly, walking towards the Denalis.
“(Y/N)?” Carmen and Eleazar were looking at me, shocked to see me in front of them, after all these years.
“(Y/N)? Is that you?” Carlisle looked just as shocked at me being there. His mind was mostly blank if I could ignore the many questions he had at that moment.
“Yeah, Carlisle. Hi.” I smiled at them. Though I had many powers - vampire and witch ones, I still felt powerless in front of everyone. I could not see what they would do or how they would react, as they seemed emotionless.
Suddenly, a petite girl came running out of the house. “Hi, (Y/N). I’m Alice. I was waiting for you. Is everything alright with..you know?” She looked at my belly once, and I could immediately tell she was the only one who knew without me having to tell anyone.
“Uhm, yeah, hi. I… I haven’t met you before, have I? Sorry if I had. My brain has been a bit fuzzy right now.”
“Oh, I totally get it. Come on in. Tell your friend to come, too.” Alice grabbed my hand and led me into the house, as I turned around and nodded at Louvel to follow us.
Alice brought me in, and I was right to think that the house was just as warm and welcoming as it seemed. It had huge windows, some of which started from the ground and went all the way up to the top. Other walls were completely covered with a mix of wood and stone. The lit fireplace was radiating its warmth through the house, and I felt my insides slowly adapt and absorb the warmth around me.
“What brings you here, (Y/N)? You are too far from home.” Tanya looked worried but also saddened. She didn’t seem to have anything against me per se, but she wouldn’t stop recalling the last time she saw me - the day the Volturi destroyed Sasha.
I decided to be open and honest to them from the beginning if I wanted them to accept me. “I decided to leave. I wanted to leave. It was for the best for both of us.” I placed my hand on my belly, rubbing it, to comfort both the baby and myself.
Tanya’s eyes popped wider. “So, it’s true. You are pregnant.” I now knew that Alice had informed everyone else about my situation.
“Yeah. And I had to get away to save the baby. And myself. I wouldn’t bear it if the baby had to go through what I went through with Aro. I couldn’t think of anyone else to go to than you, Carlisle. I am so sorry that I didn’t warn you beforehand.” I looked at the kind doctor with guilt.
“It’s okay, (Y/N), really, don’t worry about it.” He took a few steps towards me and kneeled in front of me. “Can I?” He moved his hand and stopped a few centimeters away from my belly. I nodded at him, and he put his hand on my belly, feeling the baby.
He stayed like that for a few minutes, trying to understand, possibly figure out my pregnancy with his own medical knowledge. Everyone was standing around us, looking at Carlisle’s hand and my belly, as if they were waiting on a verdict. Carlisle smiled and looked back at me, with his hand still on my belly.
“Can you feel the heartbeat?” He asked me quietly, to which I nodded. “It’s strong and rapid. I don’t want to come to rapid conclusions, but I don’t think it’s just one baby.”
I looked at him dumbfounded. “What do you mean it isn’t ‘just one baby’?”
“I think you’re having twins. Explains why your belly is that prominent, and why the heartbeat is so quick. I think there are two different babies inside of you.”
“How… How could I not feel them, then? You know, I should have known, I should have felt them. Shouldn’t I? How couldn’t I feel that there were two babies?” I was slowly panicking at my incompetence to realize there could have been two babies inside me instead of one.
“I don’t really know the answer to that, (Y/N). Maybe..maybe because they are part of you. Maybe because you were changing and getting more vulnerable by the pregnancy? How have you been feeling during the pregnancy?”
“Well, I was getting more and more tired by the day. I needed to sleep way more than I usually did. I craved blood way more than I usually did.”
Everyone gasped quietly, looking at the only human around, with shock, worried that I revealed our secret to him. However, Louvel, standing close to Carlisle, but not as close as the others, seemed unmoved by everything that was happening in front of him.
“It’s okay, Louvel knows everything. He was the one who helped me the last few weeks with my hunger and need for blood, actually.” I smiled awkwardly, as the others kept staring at him, still not trusting him.
“You know, your family doesn’t like it when humans know about us, so how are you going to explain it to them that you, yourself, let a human know?” Kate frowned her eyebrows, questioning my actions.
“I simply won’t tell them about any of that. Louvel is open to get changed anyway.” I pointed my hand at my friend. “Besides, my “family”, as you call them, won’t even remember me. I made sure of that.”
“What do you mean? What did you do, (Y/N)?”
“Relax, Tanya. I didn’t kill them, or anything, even if that’s what most of you would hope for. I just made them forget about me.”
“You can do that?” Kate’s eyes popped, and I was worried they’d fall odd of her.
“I’m still a witch, Kate, and I’ve been training hard, ever since I got to meet my parents. However, now, they don’t remember me, and neither do the Volturi. None of them knows I ever existed, and though I wasn’t totally happy with it, it was necessary for me to make them forget. I’ll move on with my life, and live with that from now on. I feel safe the farther away I am from Volterra, and the farther away I am from Aro and the others. I was just hoping I could stay here with you, away from everyone who may have ever known me. But that is only if you want me here, of course.”
“(Y/N), we may have had our differences with the Volturi, but that doesn’t mean we have anything against you per se. You were just a pawn, part of the coven. Of course you can stay here. But, we need to know about your current diet. We can see your red eyes, sweety.”
“I know, Tanya, and thank you for accepting me into your family and coven. I only need to feed with human blood for as long as I’m pregnant. That’s what my mom did she was pregnant with me, and that’s what Sulpicia did when she was pregnant with my mom. After I give birth, I will go back to animal blood.”
“So, such a pregnancy is not uncommon within your family?” Carlisle asked me.
“No, it’s not. Aro got Sulpicia pregnant while she was human, so my mom came out as half-human and half-vampire. When my mom got pregnant, she turned my father, so he could help and take care of her during her pregnancy. As long as someone is human - it doesn’t matter if they are partially or wholly, they can carry a vampire baby. Both Aro and my father eventually had to turn Sulpicia and my mother, because giving birth to vampire babies - even if they are half-vampire, or a quarter vampire, can actually kill someone. The babies are too strong for a human’s body to handle. That’s also part of the reason why I came here. Carlisle, when I finally give birth, I’ll need you to turn me, no matter what happens.”
“I will try, (Y/N), if that’s what it takes for you to stay alive.” He smiled sadly.
“Thank you.”
I could suddenly sense four more figures coming closer and closer to the house - two men and two women. I didn’t recognize their scents, but I could sense their connection to the vampires in front of me. Within a few seconds, two blondes and two brunettes entered the house. The blonde woman was gorgeous, and she was holding hands with the brunette man. I knew who they were, even though I never met them personally. Just like I knew Edward and Alice.
“Carlisle? Who’s this?” Rosalie asked, still clinging to Emmett’s side, unsure of what was going in front of her.
“That’s (Y/N). The one I told you about.” I was honored that Carlisle talked to his family about me.
“That’s (Y/N)?! What is she doing so far away?” Rosalie was a mix of worried and angry, but I couldn’t distinguish one over the other.
“(Y/N) will be staying with us from now on. (Y/N), we’ll take care of you and your babies, don’t worry about it.” Tanya smiled and caressed my cheek.
“So, you are pregnant?” Rosalie smiled, letting go of Emmett’s arm, and walking to sit by my side.
“Yeah. I’m surprised you all somehow know, but I’m guessing Alice told you?” I smirked playfully at the small brunette girl, who smiled back widely.
“She told us you were pregnant, and that we should expect you, but she didn’t know when exactly. Her visions kept changing.” Esme replied from Carlisle’s side, as they wrapped their arms around each other.
“She didn’t tell us you were bringing a human, though.” Jasper looked like he was constipated, but he was actually trying to restrict himself from attacking Louvel. He’s been a vegetarian for just a few years, so having humans around was extremely difficult for him.
“Don’t worry, man. I don’t plan to stay human for too long. I’ve talked with (Y/N), and I plan to get changed.” Louvel answered back, as Jasper kept staring at him.
“Are you sure you want that life for yourself? As much as I thank Carlisle for saving me, I wouldn’t want that life. Damned for all eternity.” Edward was brooding again, looking sad and regretful.
“I know I want this. Why wouldn’t you? It’s the start of a new life, full of so many possibilities. I think it’s a chance to become a better version of myself and try to evolve.”
“Whatever you say, dude.” Emmett patted Louvel on the back and almost knocked him off, making me laugh.
After the initial conversation, it was a matter of where I would stay, where Louvel would stay, and what we would eat. Irina and Kate were willing to run to the Anchorage, which was a couple of hundred kilometers away, to make sure Louvel - but mostly me - had enough food to last us for a couple of weeks, until the next time they’d have to go.
Rosalie was set to take care of me during my pregnancy; she always wanted to have children of her own, and she saw a great opportunity in, at least, helping me with my own. I could tell she would have been a great mother; her movements and touch were so delicate, trying to make sure I was fed, I slept at least 10 hours a day, and I was taken proper care of.
In the meantime, Louvel was slowly adjusting to living around vampires, some of which would try their best to not attack him. He was careful with his existing and moving around the house, trying to avoid most of them. As he was the only one - apart from me - to not handle the cold weather well, he would spend most of his time inside the house, trying to be as much of a help as he could.
As for me and my pregnancy, everything was going quite smoothly. Apart from the constant blood cravings and the endless sleep hours, I got enough free time to practice my magic. Some days, energy would pump my whole body and I felt like I could move mountains; other days, I would feel so drained of life that all I wanted to do was lay down, close my eyes, and wait for the time to just pass.
But I would still derive energy from the ones I loved the most - my babies and the thought of Felix. Thanks to both the Denalis and the Cullens keeping me safe and calm, I managed to improve my magic to the point where I could easily travel through space, even with the babies in my belly. And though I had a curiosity to test my ability to travel through space, I wouldn’t take that risk as long as I was pregnant, but I would definitely want to test the waters after I gave birth.
It had been about two months now since the day I arrived at Denali, and all I could think about was the fact that my supposed due date was coming closer and closer, but I still couldn’t tell exactly when. My belly grew absurdly fast within a month and a half, almost two or three times the size it was when I came to Alaska, and I couldn’t explain why. Carlisle was even more clueless than I was on the matter, but he reassured me that, as long as the babies seemed to grow normally and sound healthy, everything would be okay, so I took his word for it.
It was just another day, walking around the Denali territory, being too bored to stay in the house, and feeling too much energy pumping through me to just walk around the house. I’d rather run a bit through the mountains, enjoying the crisp air, and the vastness of the snow-covered trees down at the plains, as the winter was slowly coming to an end, but not in Alaska. Here, it was still snowing pretty heavily, and though I could feel the cold in my bones, it also managed to comfort me, reminding me of Felix’s cold touch that somehow was filling my existence with warmth and endless love for him.
Everything happened too fast for me to realize what was actually going on. One moment I would be standing on a small snowy hill, looking over the cold nature around me, and the next I would be in complete pain, feeling every part inside me numb as the pain was concentrating on my abdomen and back. I could only feel my body fall, and I remembered looking towards the sky as I fell. I let out a scream of pain, trying to catch my breath and realize what was going on.
That was until I felt the wetness coming out of me, and I could smell the blood in the air. That was when I finally realized that I was going into labor. I was about to give birth, and I was up here, all alone, writhing in pain, and full of hopelessness. I didn’t know that this was how I would give birth; I didn’t know this would be how I would probably die.
In-between my screams and the streams of tears that stained both my face and the snow around me, my only wish was that I would be able to see Felix once again; that I could fall into his arms and never let go. And as my vision narrowed around me and I started seeing black, I could only hope that my babies knew how much I loved them, and how much I would fight for them if I made it out of here alive.
