Vampires and werewolves are the norm in Forks, except nobody knows.
Aubree Jacobs doesn't know what she's in for when she moves to the town, and experiences the Quiluete tribe in their full glory. She may just find her mate, too.
Set a few years aft...
Do you guys want to read the letters from Amelia, the mom? If so, shall I put them on their own as additional chapters or as part of a chapter?
Enjoy!
"Kinley Rose, did you just throw your puffs at me?" I gasp playfully; she giggles, sat in her high chair with a puff stuck to her cheek, 3 in her hair and a dozen across the floor. "You did?! You cheeky girl!"
I tickle her toes and smile as I clean up, picking her up from the highchair. "I think you and I should catch up on some Supernatural huh? Yes." I laugh as she shrieks when I say the name.
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I straighten her dress out and go to the livingroom. I sit in the large beanbag and set her in her mamaroo, a swaying baby bouncer. Best think I ever bought. I find the episode I'm on and sit back comfortably, checking on her; her eyes are glued to the tv.
"That is Sam Winchester - the sexiest man alive. Apart from your daddy, of course." I say as she watches. "He's super handsome and clever, like your daddy. That's his brother Dean, he's funny and sarcastic like your uncle Jacob. I guess you could say that daddy and Jakey are your realise heroes like the Winchesters." I say, talking absentmindedly to her.
She shrieks and kicks her legs making me giggle. "You like this huh? So does mama. Do not tell Jakey we watched it without him." I kiss her head.
I spend hours talking to her about the show, about her dad and uncle's. Rose should be here later so I can have some human company, but most of the Cullens are hunting or working. As for the wolf girls, well I don't really get along with. I mean, we get along but not in a friendship kind of way - more so a 'we're all imprints so let's talk on the odd occasion'. Emily - of course - is the exception but she's always busy feeding the pack now so I don't bother her often. Only to catch up when she has 5 minutes, which isn't often now. We used to share the burden of feeding the boys but since Kin, I haven't been much help.
I must've fallen asleep as well as Kinley because next thing I know the credits to the episode I swear had just started roll already. As I lay watching the credits roll on the screen I hear a floor board creek; instantly I look over towards the closed livingroom door, hoping it's Embry or Rose or someone, but there's no one there.
I hear footsteps slowly walk along the hall and panic; I pick Kinley up, grab her blanket and changing bag before quietly but quickly going to the big doors. As silently as I can I open the door and slide out, closing it behind me as I rush across the damp grass; the sky is an orange color from the sunset, giving me just enough light to rush through the forest.
Just a little further and you're at Jake's and you're safe. I keep repeating to myself as my heart races; Kinley stirs and my hand shakes as I give her the paci again, exiting into the big clearing that is Jacobs back yard.
