Destined Paths | Alice cullen

Chapter Thirty-One: Return and Revelations

Alice and Bella had successfully saved Edward from his self-destructive path in Italy, bringing him back to safety in Forks. The relief that washed over the Cullen household was palpable. The family was together again, safe and sound.

Meanwhile, Eliana and Rosalie had found solace in each other's company. They were in Rosalie's room, curled up together, sharing stories and laughter. Their bond was strong, a platonic friendship that had blossomed over time.

As Alice walked into the room, she couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Seeing Eliana and Rosalie so close stirred emotions she couldn't quite understand. However, she knew their friendship was purely platonic.

"Am I interrupting something?" Alice asked, trying to keep her voice light.

Rosalie looked up, a smile playing on her lips. "Just some girl talk, Alice. Nothing you should be jealous about," she teased.

Eliana, sensing Alice's discomfort, extricated herself from Rosalie's hold and walked over to Alice. "Hey, you okay?" she asked, concern etching her features.

Alice nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Yeah, just...missed you, that's all," she admitted, her gaze softening.

Eliana wrapped her arms around Alice, pulling her into a comforting hug. "I missed you too, Alice," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

As Alice melted into Eliana's embrace, she realized that her jealousy was misplaced. Eliana and Rosalie's friendship didn't diminish what she and Eliana shared. If anything, it made their bond stronger.

Later that same night, Alice and Eliana found themselves alone in their shared room. The tension that had been building between them throughout the day was palpable. Laying on their bed, their bodies close, they found solace in each other's presence.

Their conversation was soft, filled with gentle whispers and shared secrets. As the night wore on, their proximity became too much to resist. They found themselves drawn to each other, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Eliana's hands roamed Alice's body, tracing the contours of her waist before settling on her hips. Alice gasped at the contact, her hands tangling in Eliana's hair, pulling her closer.

"Is this okay?" Eliana asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She wanted to make sure Alice was comfortable, that she was okay with the pace they were setting.

Alice nodded, her eyes meeting Eliana's. "Yes," she breathed out, her voice filled with certainty. "This is more than okay, Eliana."

Their conversation took a backseat as they lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in sync. The rest of the world seemed to fade away, their connection the only thing that mattered.

Alice and Eliana's story, a tale of love, passion, and shared intimacy, continues. Their bond is stronger than ever, their love for each other evident in every touch, every glance. They are ready to face whatever the future holds, as long as they have each other.