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Embry Call | Twilight | Not my gif

Y/N: What do you think it’ll be?

Embry: *hums* I think it might be a girl.

Y/N: *laughs* Is that because you want a girl?

Embry: *chuckles* Partially. A little you running around the house would be great. What about you?

Y/N: I think he’ll be a boy. My hair and your eyes, he’ll be wonderful.

Embry: *kisses your head* A little wolf or a little princess.

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Great Despair

— In which Jacob abandons you out of nowhere but returns with a big secret.

— jacob x fem!reader

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Unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him, is what I would’ve said before he broke my heart. Unconditionally and irrevocably in love is what I would still say now.

It all started with not answering calls, then excuses on why he couldn’t spend time with me, then finally asking if we could talk.

The heavy weight I felt emotionally quickly turned physical as well. I knew something was up with him before he even mentioned it. I felt the way his smile no longer reached his eyes when he was around me, the way his kisses no longer stole my breath. I felt his heart no longer wanting me.

I don’t blame Bella. Why would I? She’s beautiful, and I’m sure she’s amazing if she caught Jakes eye. But I do blame Jake, I blame him for playing along while he knew deep down I wasn’t what he wanted anymore. I blame him for not trying to hide the way he felt about me was changing. I blame him for hurting me and going back on his word. I blame him for ever letting the words leave his mouth, for ever speaking of how much he loved me.

I hadn’t bothered to speak to any of the other guys since he left. Not like there were many left either way, Jared had already joined Sam’s cult, Embry following quickly after. Quil came by once to check on me, but I just made my mom send him away. I felt bad, I mean after all he was alone too, but it was just too hard, all he did was remind me of Jake. Eventually he showed up to class with more muscle, shorter hair cut, and sporting a muscle top which showed off his matching tattoo with all the others.

Going back to school was somehow worse. Being captain of the reservations only girl’s lacrosse team made it hard to drown out peoples whispers. Walking down the hall I could feel peoples eyes on me, them whispering rumors and lies to each other, judging. It was hard at first, not letting their selfish words get to me. I had no one, not Jake, not Quil, not any of the other guys. I felt completely isolated from my world, but I guess I was just going to have to get used to it because they all made it very clear they wanted nothing to do with me.

The last game of the season was coming up, it was a big tradition for everyone on the reservation to show up and support the girls as some went off to college and others stepped up and took on their new roles. Being completely honest, I wanted nothing to do with lacrosse, especially not when the whole town was going to watch you play. Despite this, I gathered up whatever dignity and courage I had left, which wasn’t much, and drove myself to the stadium. Entering the locker I put on my game face and got into my zone. It wasn’t fair to let myself drown in self pity and rub off bad energy on all the girls who had worked so hard to get us here.

“3 minutes girls!” Our coach announced as the girls started getting their gear ready. I walked into the bathroom and leaned over the sink, looking into the mirror, into my emotionless eyes. “Hey you okay?” Kim asks, making me look up at her. “Huh? Yeah I’m good, just getting into game mode.” I say while forcing a smile. “Okay um you got 1 minute left before we gotta get on the field.” She says before walking away. Kim, new girlfriend of Jared. Must be nice, being so close to the only person who could fix my broken heart. I envy her, she’s with someone whom she loves, someone who also loves her back, someone who would go to the ends of the world if she asked.

Walking onto the sideline, I shake hands with the referee and the opposing team’s head captain. After our routine pre-game huddle, the ref’s blow the whistle initialing the minute warning. I step onto the field, scanning the crowd of people on the bleachers out of instinct. I curse myself, how dumb could I be? Of course he’s not going to be at his ex girlfriends lacrosse game. But, it wouldn’t hurt to check right? I continue looking through the crowd and then, I find those beautiful brown eyes, we lock into a gaze. It feels as if the wind has been knocked out of me, I grasp my stick tighter as all the sounds around me suddenly go quiet.

I hear the high-pitched ring coming from the ref’s whistle, indicating that the game has begun. Quickly breaking our eye contact, I say a quick prayer in my head and try to focus on the game. I see our midfielder gain control of the ball and quickly pass to Kim. I run alongside the edge of the field, making my way past the center line. “OPEN!” I yell catching Kim’s attention, she nods and moves clear of any players in front of her, throwing the ball about 20 feet into the net of my stick. I quickly turn and dodge and opposing player as she attempts to shoulder check me, getting close enough of to the goal I take my chances and throw, the ball going straight over the goalies head, earning us a point.

We win the game with 6 points leading, walking towards the bench I can see my family rushing towards me from the bleachers. “Oh baby you did so good! I am so proud of my little girl.” My mom says as she pulls me in for a hug. I smile at her, pulling away from the hug and grabbing my father’s and younger sister’s arms to bring them in. “We’ll see you at home Sloan.” My father says while kissing my forehead as a goodbye. I nod and gather my gear, placing it into my gym bag. I start saying goodbyes to my teammates, “Hey, you did really good tonight.” Kim once I get to her, “Thanks you too.” I say, giving her a small smile. “Hey, um I heard about you and Jacob. I hope things work out between you and him, I know how much you two loved each other.” She says, “Oh, um thanks but I don’t think he wants anything to do with me.” I say truthfully, she gives me a sympathetic smile, she reaches out for my hand, “I hope he proves you wrong.” She says while consoling me, I force a smile and start walking away.

Opening my bedroom door, the heavy energy rushing to me. My bed’s unmade, clothes on the floor, tissues on the bed side table. I sigh, grabbing trash around the room, putting my clothes up, and changing my sheets. I guess i’m just going to have to accept the fact that this is it, we aren’t together anymore and there’s nothing I can do about it. As I finish showering and am about to get in bed, I hear small clicks coming from my window. Slowly, I make my way towards my blinds, lifting them and peaking my head to find the cause of the noise. “Jacob?” I say in shock, lifting up my window I bend down and move my head under and out the window. “What are you doing here?” I ask with a stern tone, “Can I come up Sloan?” He asks while dropping the rest of the pebbles he had collected in his right palm. I contemplate, this does not sound like a good idea, why is he even here? I thought he never wanted to hear from me again, I think in my head before slowly nodding yes. I back up and sit down on my dark green comforter, watching as he carefully climbs in through my window. I start playing with my hands nervously before looking up to him and connecting our eyes. “Ahem, look I just wanted to say I’m sorry for the way things ended. I know what I said and I know that you didn’t deserve that, It’s just complicated but…I am sorry Sloan.” He says after sitting down next to me, I take a deep breath and look at the picture sitting on my dresser. It was a picture of us, on our 1 year anniversary. We had taken a trip to Seattle and spent the whole day doing stuff around the city, ending our night at our hotel room which looked down at the city. We sat in silence for a few minutes, he stood up and headed towards my window to leave, “Jacob?” I say quietly, he stops in his tracks and slowly turns to look at me, “Do you love her?” I say while trying to fight the tears building up. “What? No, I never loved her, I never wanted her, I’ve only ever wanted you Sloan.” He says before walking towards me, kneeling in front of me and holding my hands in his. “I love you Sloan, I’m still in love with you.” He says slowly, I look into his eyes as a tear manages to slip out. He wipes it away with his thumb, cradling my face with one hand. “There’s something I have to tell you.” He says before closing his eyes and kissing both my hands. “Will you come with me?” He asks, “Okay.” I say, placing my hand on the side of his neck, feeling his warm skin under mine.

“What are we doing in the woods Jake?” I asks hesitantly as we walk further away from my house, slowly becoming just an blurry view in the distance. “I have to show you something, it’ll all make sense after.” He says while still holding onto my hand, “Okay this is good, now just stand there, and don’t move.” He says while stepping away, I look around us and see nothing but darkness and trees. I turn back around and see him taking off his clothes. “Jake what are you doing?” I say, trying to maintain eye contact and respect his modesty, “It’s okay Sloan, I promise.” He says while standing a couple yard away from me, completely bare. I swallow thickly and try to maintain the rest of the body heat I had left. My jaw drops as I watch Jake turn from the body I love into a wolf standing about 3 feet taller than me, I slowly starts backing up. He whimpers and lowers his head, making eye contacts with me. I hesitate, before slowly making my way towards him, placing a hand atop of his head, slowly petting him. After a couple minutes he backs up and somehow changes back into the boy I know. “I couldn’t tell you until I knew, I had to make sure it was you.” I furrow my eyebrows, “So you turn into a huge wolf then….I’m guessing all the legends are true then? Even the pale face ones?” I say questionably, he finishes putting his clothes back on before nodding. “Yeah they are, but there’s one that I wanted to talk about…..I don’t know if my dad ever told this one at a council meeting but do you know what imprinting is?” He asks me while reaching out for my hand, we start the walk back to my house but in no rush. “No I don’t think so.” I say looking up at him, “Well, basically, it’s a wolf thing but apparently we all have imprints, I guess you could say their like our soulmates. We can be whatever they need, a friend, a brother, a father, even a lover. The gods will align you two to somehow cross paths, just how Leah’s cousin came to visit randomly and within the next 2 months she was married to Same.” I slowly nod, “Sam didn’t want to hurt Leah, he loved her, but the imprint is too strong to deny. It becomes mentally and physically painful. Like all the cells in your body are fighting back, trying to push you towards something. And when you do find your imprint it’s like nobody else compares, nothing else matters except them. The world goes silent, air goes still, the world completely stops. All you want from that point on is for your imprint to be safe, to protect them, to love them.” He says passionately, our hands still connected. “So, I’m guessing Bella is your imprint..” I say sheepishly, trying to mask my heartbreak. He surprisingly laughs, then reveals a toothy grin. “You are so clueless aren’t you.” He says boastingly, “It’s you. I imprinted on you.” He stops us from walking and steps in front of me, grabbing both my hands. “Ignoring you was a mistake, breaking up was a mistake. You don’t know how bad I wanted to tell you, but I had to protect you until I knew for sure it was you. I mean even now I’m going against Sam’s orders. But Sloan, I am unconditionally and irrevocably in love with you.” He says emotionally, I look up to him, “You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted you to say that.” I say smiling making him let out a small chuckle.

“I will never leave you again, I promise you Sloan Deere.” He says as I lay in his chest, both of us basking in the comfort of my bed. “I will spend the rest of my life completely devoted to you, if you’ll have me.” He says, gently pushing my face up to meet his, I look into his eyes and can almost see how genuine his words are. I take a deep breath in and kiss him. Our lips move in sync, his sweet taste engulfing my thoughts. I slowly pull away while placing a hand on the back of his neck, “I love you Jake.” I say before looking into his eyes, “I love you too Sloan.” He says, slowly connect our lips.

ANGEL - SETH CLEARWATER X READER

PREVOUS Prologue

I

THIRD PERSON'S POV

Seth sat with the pack and the imprints after telling them about you — The little he knew anyways. He was still hung up on the fact that you would only be here for two months.

"Why don't you, I don't know, show up in the same places she is?" Embry suggested, throwing a baseball to Quil as they sat down, albeit carefully — Sam would kill them if they broke something.

Emily wouldn’t mind, but since she bought half of the stuff in the house Sam would break their fingers if they scratched even one thing.

"He's not a mind reader, Embry, God," Leah snarked, throwing an arm around her not so little brother's shoulders, pulling him slightly closer to her.

She smelled like home, so he nestled in a little closer, needing the comfort.

"But the little Cullen is, maybe Jake can ask them for some help," Embry shot back, and Seth looked elated, but then his face dropped.

"But I don't want her to think I'm a stalker or anything," Seth murmured defeatedly, and it was back to the drawing board.

The room went silent, Seth dragging the slightly good mood down with him.

"Adopt a dog," Quil suggested, and everyone looked at him.

"You said she has a dog — If you get one then you can take it for walks when she takes hers for walks. That's not that stalkerish. You have an excuse to be in the same place at the same time," Quil elaborated as he fumbled an extra hard throw from Embry, and Seth grinned so bright that it made everyone else crack a small smile.

"Quil, you're a genius! Now all I need to do is find a dog." Seth replied, his mind running wild as he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts, wondering who to message.

Adopting dogs from the local shelter was really expensive, and he was saving for a new dirt bike. He only had $200 to go, and he really didn’t want to waste money on a new dog. Not when he could nearly taste the dirt bike.

"Rez dogs are having puppies all of the time man, but if you're that keen Miss Postoak is trying to get rid of her bitch since she can't afford her right now, she’s only a companion dog and the others are working dogs," Jared supplied before taking another bite of his blueberry muffin, courtesy of Emily, and Seth felt victorious as he clicked onto his Mom’s contact and called her, asking if he could get a dog for his birthday.

"You're picking up its’ crap, buying its’ dog food and leashes, and it is getting neutered, we have enough strays on the reservation as is, young man — and I'll help you set up the yard for it when you get it," She replied, then said 'love you' and hung up the phone.

Seth whooped, then calmed back down, looking around the room at his expectant friends.

"What the fuck do I need for a dog?"

Leah pinched her brother’s ear for his foul language, making everyone laugh.

•••

Thankfully, Old Quil owned many a dog in his lifetime, used for hunting, mainly, but most of them were now companions in their old age, the man hesitant to get another in case it outlived him. Young Quil helped Seth buy the needed supplies like leashes, a crate for inside, dishes for the food, a dog bed, and a vet appointment was set for Monday so the bitch that Seth adopted — named Missy, a Rottweiler Shar Pei cross (Rott Pei, Quil had helpfully given him the proper name for the breed of the mutt) could be checked up, seeing as she was due for one.

Seth and Quil now at the store, buying some dog food. The smell was still overwhelming, and mixed in with how all of the other store goers smelled it was nearly unbearable. He could even still smell the products they mopped the floors with. He put the last thing in the cart when he heard a familiar voice. You.

"Quil, shit man, that's her!" Seth whispered excitedly, then listened as you made your way through the aisles, talking about dog food for Cujo.

Quil watched his younger pack mate bounce on his heels as you approached, and tried not to laugh at how excited Seth was getting. The boy turned to face you as soon as you turned the corner, dragging your dad by his hand, a basket in your other hand.

"Oh! It's little Seth!" Alexander pointed out, making you look away from the tins of dog food on the shelf, and give him a friendly grin, dropping your dad’s hand in the process.

"Hello, hello," You greeted, and nodded towards his full trolley, "Stocking up for a vacation?"

Seth turned back at the groups of haphazardly stacked dry kibble bags and wet food cans, and numerous treat packets. Maybe he was going a tiny bit overboard.

"Uh, no," Seth admitted, rubbing the back of his neck with a chuckle, "I'm getting my first dog and I think I got overexcited."

"Oh! Such a spoiled little puppy that will be! Maybe you and miss (Y/N) could take your dogs for walks sometimes! I think she gets sick of her old man slowing her down," Alexander offered, and nudged (Y/N)'s shoulder, "If you need help with the dog too, (Y/N) could teach you a few tricks. Should help her keep herself busy for the next two months."

Seth tried not to smile too hard as he agreed, but noticed that you looked less than pleased, but give him a tight lipped smile nonetheless.

"Dad, grab two dry bags of dog food," You commanded, and your father did your bidding as you somewhat aggressively threw some dog food cans into a basket, managing to dent one of them.

Your father suddenly looked less than pleased with your behaviour as you threw the last can and turned on your heel, shoulder checking him as you walked past him. Alexander looked back at the pair of boys and gave them a tight lipped smile and a small wave before leaving behind his daughter.

Seth cocked his head to the side, trying to drown out the rest of the store goers to listen to you. Quil immediately did the same.

“What in the Gods was that? Ridiculous behaviour for what?” Your father said gruffly, but not unkindly.

"Dadda, I don't want to go for walks with him!" Was the first thing Seth heard you say, which made his heart drop, but he kept on listening anyway.

"Nonsense, he seems nice! A friend wouldn't hurt," Your father tried to reason with you, but you huffed.

"If a friend wouldn't hurt we'd actually live in one place and not move around like nomads." You then let out a soft 'fuck!', most likely stubbing your toe on the stupid boxes near the mouth of aisle 2.

"Well, I'm sure this place is the place. Trust me, tiny child. If it isn't, I'll buy you your dream Dodge Challenger for a late birthday gift." Your father reasoned.

"Don't bullshit me," You snapped back, sounding like you were nearer to the doors.

"I'm not! Matte black Dodge Challenger with red under glow for your birthday, or we live here, I swear it on Cujo's life." Your father pleaded, and you sighed.

"Fine. I'll see if one of the workers knows how to get into contact with him. I'll try to find him on MySpace or Twitter or something." You relented, then the doors opened to the front of the store, and your scent was gone.

Your Father cheered and Quil put Seth into a headlock playfully, messing up his hair, making Seth laugh as he did so.

•••

You sat on your new bed, your dog Cujo, a black Cane Corso who was getting on in his years, shown by the grey fur on his muzzle, resting on the floor next to your bed, not being allowed on any furniture. Your father was doing research in his room.

You picked up a piece of mango and popped it into your mouth as you looked up the name of the place you were staying at on Facebook. You found the profile, and clicked into it, then went straight to followers. You couldn't find any followers with Seth's profile picture, so you went and looked up the name of the school, finding their profile and looking through the followings for Seth. No luck. Even searching his name up you discovered nothing. You stalked his school until you found his name on an old post where he had won an award for a spelling bee, also discovering his last name. Clearwater. Seth Clearwater.

You logged into your MySpace account, and looked for him, and surprisingly found him. His profile picture was a photo of him with a man, standing side by side, grinning.

You found it, and let held your arms up above your head in a victorious manner, looking around the room as if expecting someone to cheer for you, then focussing on your dog.

"See how fucking amazing I am, Cujo? The FBI needs to hire me as a detective," You said, then started scrolling through his profile.

Nothing overly fancy. Just some pictures of him, people you assumed to be his family, and some of nature around the area, alongside some photos of his adventures. You clicked the 'Add Friend' button, and decided to make a new friendship bracelet while you watched movies, heading off to your dad's room to go and ask him to start the bracelet for you.

•••

Seth was currently scrolling through Twitter at his desk as his Xbox 360 started up, Leah lounging on his bed playing Mario on his DS. Technically, he and Leah shared the Xbox, but he just kept it in his room as she didn’t really play it much these days, instead choosing to play his DS. He didn’t mind. Just as long as she stayed in his room so he knew it was safe. Missy was laying halfway under his bed, gnawing at a new chew toy Quil had picked out.

His phone beeped, and a new notification popped up. He walked over and slid onto the bed next to his sister. A new friend request. He looked, and his heart started speeding up as he looked at the profile.

“What?” Leah inquired, hearing the thrumming, looking over his shoulder.

“She added me on MySpace!” Seth told his sister excitedly, showing her the profile picture of you and a black dog, along with your Dad and a woman who looked a bit like you, and accepted your friend request, then started looking through your profile.

There were photos from all around the world. Australia, Sweden, Italy, France. Your father and you were the main focus of your photos, but your nature shots were a sight to behold. There were also some with people that weren’t your father, so maybe friends and relatives. The photos of the woman in your profile picture stopped around a year ago, he noted. Your newest photo was the Welcome to Forks sign, you and a huge black dog posing in front of it, the same one from your profile picture.

A message notification popped up. He opened it, and there was a message from you.

Y/N:

Hey

“Oh my goodness, she messaged me!” Seth nearly squealed, and Leah bit back a laugh at her little brother, knowing that laughing would probably result in him attacking her with a pillow covered in a Spider-Man case.

“Well don’t just ignore it, reply!” Leah urged, and Seth looked at his sister, eyes as wide as saucers.

“What do I say!” Seth panicked, and Leah rolled her eyes, grabbing the iPhone covered in a Spider-Man case and messaging her back.

Seth:

Hey

•••

You blinked at your laptop screen, your friendship bracelet forgotten. You didn’t expect him to reply so fast. You went down to the vending machine just outside of the office about ten minutes ago and he wasn’t there, instead there was a girl at the counter, talking on the phone as she painted her nails. Maybe his shift was over, and he was at home? You didn’t think on it much.

Your fingertips ghosted over the keys, then stopped, instead picking up your phone and logging into MySpace there.

“Dad?” You called out, and he ambled into your room, a sandwich with a bite taken out of it, jerking his head upwards slightly as he chewed.

“Seth messaged me and I don’t know how to reply,” You admitted, and your father chuckled as he came over and sat next to you, trying not to get any crumbs on the bed.

Cujo immediately came over and sat expectantly next to him on the floor, but your father shooed him away. Your baby walked over and laid in his crate, looking offended.

“What do you want to say?” He asked, pulling your phone into his hand, getting ready to type a message for you.

You leaned against his muscly arm, and shrugged. You weren’t very good at holding conversations.

“Why don’t you ask him about his new dog?” Your father suggested and you grinned victoriously, taking back the phone and sending him a message.

Y/N:

How’s things going with preparing for ur dog?

You hummed, feeling content, then sent the message. Seth started typing immediately.

Seth:

She’s good! We picked her up like an hour ago and she’s currently harassing my sister, lol

A photo came through of a dog that looked like a Rottweiler, but was wrinkly, and the tail curved upwards, sitting on the lap of a girl that looked a couple years older than you, playing a DS.

“Oh! Looks like a little Rott Pei! They’re stubborn little fucks,” Your father commented, still eating his sandwich, making you giggle.

Your aunty Lara had one, over in Italy. He tended to chew any shoes left outside, and didn’t like Cujo much.

Seth:

Her name is Missy :)

Y/N:

She’s so cute! Is she a Rott Pei? Dad says they’re stubborn lol

Seth:

Yeah, she is. I’m gonna try and take her for a walk tomorrow. She’s really good on lead, and well socialised. My sister Leah’s coming too, wanna come with?

Before you could type ‘no’, your father snatched your phone and sent a message.

Y/N:

That sounds good, when & where?

“Dad!” You hissed, picking up your stuffed Elmo doll from beside you and assaulting your father with it, making him drop his sandwich.

Cujo wasted no time in scrabbling over and eating it, making you laugh, but you quickly stopped as your phone beeped again, leaning over and grabbing it from your dad’s hand.

Seth:

Tomorrow, like 11am?

We can take out a picnic!

Me and Leah can come pick you up :)

You quickly positioned yourself so you could see Cujo in the background, your dad deciding to hop into the photo as well, holding up both of his thumbs and giving the biggest smile you’d ever seen.

Y/N:

Cujo & I are keen, so’s Dad apparently. See you then!

•••

Leah pinched her little brother’s cheek as he put the phone down, tittering at the way he blushed, the colour in his cheeks and ears becoming more noticeable with the red undertone of his blood rushing to them.

“My baby, all grown up! Going on a date with a girl-”

“-It’s not a date, Leah,” Seth said exasperatedly as he grabbed his phone and messaged Jacob, wanting to let him know first.

Seth:

(Y/N) and I are walking our dogs together tomorrow.

Jacob:

Good job bro :)

You should see if she wants to come to your birthday party tomorrow

Seth blinked. Tomorrow was his birthday. He’d be fifteen, and in two months he’d be starting tenth grade.

Seth:

I forgot about that haha

Are you and Ness coming?

Jacob

Wouldn’t miss it for the world man

I picked out a cool gift but Ness said hers is ‘practical’, or whatever

You know how she is

Seth laughed and sent back a thumbs up emoji, then leaned over and scritched Missy behind her ears, making her wag her tail contentedly. Today was a good day. Tomorrow was going to be even better.

•••

Alexander stood out on the porch of the cabin, facing the sea as he puffed on his Marlboro, the cigarette being his only source of light other than the moon, full and low over the sea.

A movement in the distance, over near some rocks, only just visible in the corner of his eye. His head snapped in the direction of it, his blue eyes nearly glowing in the dark.

Something was staring right back at him, its eyes shining green like a cat’s in the dark. A stare off ensued. Alexander moved ever so slightly, reaching for his crossbow, but the creature then spread its’ wings and took flight, the huge wing span nearly blocking out the moon as it ascended.

Alexander growled and put out his cigarette, dropping it into the metal trash can near his feet. He found what he was looking for. Now it was time to complete the rest of his mission.

•••

Mary Postoak stared at the moon through her kitchen window, opting to watch it as the sink filled up in front of her.

There was a flash of darkness in front of the moon, looking like a huge bird. She gasped, a hand going to her chest. It was bigger than any bird she saw, ever. And the last time she checked; birds didn’t have legs like humans.

A thud was heard in her backyard, and her dogs started barking, making her head for her back door, but a yelp cut her off. She instead turned on her heel, running towards her bedroom and grabbed her rifle, then ran through the hallway, throwing open the back door and loading the rifle.

She grabbed the flashlight from her deck table, and turned it on, shining it toward the scene, and gasped.

Something was hunkered over her dog, feeding from it. Upon hearing her, it looked up, blood covering its lower lip. It was hideous. Pale skin, and two enormous wings. It stood up at its full height, nearly ten feet, and stepped forward, making her drop her torch and point her rifle at it.

She fired it once, hitting it square in the chest. It growled, then lunged for the woman, attacking her before she could even scream.

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Fun fact lol, Missy & Cujo are based on dogs I've owned. Again, not proofread so please kindly point out any mistakes!

ANGEL - SETH CLEARWATER X READER

PROLOGUE

NEXT PART - I

THIRD PERSON'S POV

The war was now over. The Volturi had left the Cullens alone, content with the fact that they were now following the rules. Some of the older wolves still shifted regularly, but Seth had slowed down for now. He was keen on being a normal boy, for now. Currently on the eve of his 15th birthday, and working a shift at his new work — the resort, which he never took much notice to, which made sense; he lived here, he didn't need a place to vacation here.

Right now he was working at the counter, checking people in. Kim usually did it, but right now she was taking a small break to 'talk' to Jared. They were just busy sucking face, which was ridiculous. They only had ten minutes to go until their lunch break, where Seth finished for the day. Half days on Saturdays and Sundays, and in the holidays he had a couple of full days through the week, which was nice. Normal. Like every other nearly 15 year old.

It was okay though. It wasn't really busy at the desk. Seth was really there for cleaning, and answering the phones when people had a problem finding the clean towels or their lightbulbs shorted out. And besides, getting paid to play Solitaire when there were no cleaning jobs or minor repairs to be done wasn’t that bad.

The bell above the door tinkled, making Seth look up and exit his game of Solitaire. There was a huge man, with striking blue eyes. His hair reminded him of a Viking, with the sides clean shaved, revealing tribal tattoos, but the hair on the top of his head was pulled back into a plait which sat over his left shoulder, tied off with a leather cord.

The man stepped out of the way, revealing you. Your left eye was a striking blue, and the right was a golden brown. As soon as Seth looked into them, he felt the pull. The earth fell beneath his feet. Gravity wasn't holding him down anymore. It was you. You were his imprint.

After noticing the boy's intense stare, you hid behind your father slightly, letting him shield you from the boy's gaze.

Seth blinked twice, and swallowed, snapping himself out of it.

"Welcome to the Quileute Seaside Resort! My name is Seth, how may I help you today?" Seth relayed his script, trying not to focus back in on you.

"Hello, Seth! I'm Alexander Ardell. I have a reservation, one of the pet friendly cabins? I booked it online, A-R-D-E-L-L," The man replied with a grin, and Seth nodded, logging into the computer and getting the reservation up on screen.

Cabin one, two rooms, one and a half bathrooms, with one adult, one child, one large dog. Staying for two months, daily laundry service, everything paid in full. He let out a low whistle as he grabbed his room keys and information booklet.

"Two months? That's quite a while," Seth commented, trying to make friendly conversation as he gathered everything, "Wasting your school break in this boring place?"

Alexander let out a chuckle as Seth held out the package.

"My daughter, (Y/N), she's homeschooled. I thought a nice seaside vacation would be fun, she likes exploring places she hasn't been before," Alexander replied, ruffling your hair as you grabbed the keys and booklet off of Seth with a quiet 'thanks'.

"Your cabin is cabin one, straight across the way, there's two bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, and a kitchen and the rooms are smoke free. Please, call the office if you need anything, here’s your keys and information booklet and enjoy your stay!" Seth chirped, and you and your father smiled at him, all teeth, before exiting the way you came.

You had blue and brown braces, the same shades as your eyes.

As soon as you were out of sight Seth grabbed his phone and called Kim. The line rang twice before she answered.

"The lightbulbs are in-”

"I know where the lightbulbs are Kim! You need to get down here, like, ASAP." Seth said breathlessly, pacing behind the desk, trying to calm his rapid heartbeat.

"What's wrong?" She questioned, and Seth could hear a car door opening and shutting over the phone.

"I imprinted and she's here and she's in cabin one and she has a dog and her dad is here with her and she's really pretty and her braces are blue and brown like her eyes and she's only gonna be here for two months so I need help like now please and thank you," Seth told her, all in one breath, and the office door opened once more, this time Jared and Kim entered, making Seth hang up the phone.

"How are you feeling, kid?" Jared asked, clapping Seth on the shoulder, hearing all of the conversation on the phone.

“I don’t know — Hopeless,” Seth sighed, leaning against his pack brother.

Jared gave him a side hug, then looked at the clock.

“Well, your shift is over — Should we go and see Sam and Jacob?” Jared offered, and Seth could only nod, although the thought of leaving you pained him.

Seth looked in the general direction of cabin one, and Jared chuckled, clapping him on the back before leading him out to his car.

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Hi! This is based somewhat on Midnight Mass, a Netflix series, and as the first paragraph stated, this takes place after Twilight saga/Breaking Dawn ends; the movies specifically because I've never read the books, lol. Also; not proofread so if you see a mistake please kindly point it out!!