you are the adopted child of the Cullens and you learn the hard way, you are Paul Lahote's imprint
"You coming Y/N?" One of your brothers yells at you.
Rolling your eyes, you say goodbye to your friends and turn around. Your third oldest brother smiled as you made your way over to him and the rest of your siblings.
"You guys are really impatient, you know that right?" You tease Emmett, softly slugging his arm. His wife, rather, one of your sisters, grabbed you by the hand and led you into the car.
"Carlisle wants to see us right away. Esme called us and said it was an emergency."
Your eyebrows immediately scrunch together as you pile into the family's car. Alice starts up the vehicle as the rest of you try not to worry about what your father wanted to talk to you guys about.
"It's probably nothing," Jasper tried to soothe you.
Your emotions were coming off strong as you tried suppressing your fear. He leaned across Emmett (Both of your sisters sat in the front as Rosalie called shotgun!) and took your hand in his.
Despite him having problems with blood and humans, your brother taught himself to familiarize your scent ever since you were a child. It didn't affect him as bad as Bella did or the others did.
Seeing that you were still stressing out, Jasper began to manipulate your emotions until you felt calmer. Sending him a smile, you nod your head in thanks.
"Let's see how much trouble we're in now," Emmett muttered as Alice pulled into the driveway of the house.
"I have to what?!" You ask your father incredulously. Carlisle sighed as he repeated the news.
"Bella," he began, gesturing to Edward's girlfriend, "has talked to Billy Black about our... Situation. The pack have decided to take it into their own hands and have asked to talk to you."
The first time you heard it, you flat out refused. The wolves already brought trouble to your family. Jacob Black, an old friend of Bella's had gotten pissed once he found out she was dating your brother. He was ready to tear your family apart.
"No!″ You stated firmly. "If they're worried that you guys turned me into a vampire, can't Bella just tell them that I'm still human?"
Carlisle shook his head. Running a hand through his blonde locks, he stared you down with his golden eyes.
"Y/N, we don't have much of a choice. Sam Uley has demanded your presence. It's for the best that we respect their wishes."
After a small stare off (You glared at Carlisle while he begged silently) you finally gave into your father's puppy-like gaze and huffed.
Turning to Bella, you begrudgingly asked, "When did they want to do it?" You watch as she and Edward share a wary glance before spitting out an answer.
"Now."
Bella's truck purred underneath you as she drove to the reservation. The two of you were quiet as she drove down the road. To say you were mad was an understatement.
You were absolutely livid!
What were those mutts thinking when they demanded that you be brought before them. They acted as if the Cullens had no say in the matter and it pissed you off greatly.
To keep your mind off of what was to come, you gaze out the car window and watch the scenery roll past. The blurred trees reminded you of your childhood, and you gleefully lost yourself to your memories.
