❝𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐞.❞
Jasper Hale is a vampire with no care about his existence. Simply just existing in a dark and cruel world.
When a new girl moves to Forks, Washington, Jasper realises that...
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𝙵 𝙾 𝚄 𝚁 𝚃 𝙴 𝙴 𝙽
I WAIT FOR THE TRACKER TO APPEAR, MY SENSES SHARP AND HEIGHTENED, PREPARED TO ATTACK. Edward and I are waiting whilst Rosalie and Emmett spread Tallulah and Bella's scent around.
Alice told us the tracker would be here in thirty seconds, and now we wait. The tracker's scent grows and I can feel his excitement growing as he speed closer to us, only for him to let out a rage filled yell.
The moment I sense James's shift in direction, a cold wave of dread washes over me. He knows she's not here, and now he will hunt her. Tallulah. My heart races, though it doesn't beat, and a primal instinct surges within me. I'd faced countless threats in my life, but none compare to the thought of her in danger.
I can picture her, unaware of the looming darkness, her laughter echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. The very idea of James laying a finger on her ignites a furious fire in my veins. I'd fought wars, survived betrayals, but this was different. This was personal.
The anger surges, twisting into a desperate need to protect her. I can't let him touch her. I won't. I can feel the weight of my past—my failures, my regrets—pressing down on me, but this time it's different. I have something to fight for, someone worth every ounce of my strength.
Edward and I look at each other, fear and anger looming inside of us both. "The tracker..." Edward trails off with wide eyes and a panicked breath. I break off into a sprint back to the house. "We need to get to them." I call out, trying to steady my thoughts, but they run rampage in my mind.
When I burst through the door of the Cullen house, the tension is palpable. Rosalie and Emmett are still working to mask the scents, but I know it's too late. James has already caught a whiff of her trail. I can feel the adrenaline coursing through me, sharpening my senses even further.
"Where's Carlisle?" I demand, scanning the room. "We need a plan." Edward's eyes narrow, frustration evident. "There was an emergency at the hospital, he can't help us now." My jaw clenches in furry and I look around. I can still feel the tracker, his raw anger swims through me.
"The tracker on the move, and he's furious. We have to split up—draw him away from Tallulah." Rosalie calls out as she speeds into the room along with Emmett. "Not happening," I growl, my voice low and fierce. "I'm going after him. I won't let him touch her."
"Jasper, think!" Edward interjects. "If you go alone, you'll be outnumbered. The woman is still around. We need to work together." I take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm inside me. "Fine. But we need to move now. I won't lose her. Not to him."
With that, we strategize quickly, every second feeling like an eternity. I can't let fear take hold.
