When Vampires and Shape-Shifters Mate

Rosalie

I hated this life. My life now. My vampire life. To walk the earth endlessly. Never aging. Never dying. Watching others grow old and live full lives, then die of natural causes. I hated that I thirsted after blood most. But I was not really into self-harming, and it seems pointless anyway. We couldn't really die anyways without being burned and as much as a hated this life there was no way I would walk into fire by myself. So instead, I grew cold and bitchy. I hated anything and everything. Humans, mated vampires, anyone or anything happy.

I hated Carlisle and Edward most of all. Carlisle mostly because of him bringing me into this life. Yes, he was sweet and compassionate, and for the lack of a better word, my so-called dad. But most days he pissed me off. I didn't need another dad. I already had a dad. A dad who loved me the only way he knew how.  Some days I wish he, Carlisle, would have just left me for died. I didn't need to be saved. And I didn't want to be Edward's mate. Not that I could be picky about it I guess, but Edward wasn't my type.

There were many reasons why I hated Edward, the first being that he didn't like me much either. He thought me vain and self-centered. So what if I cared what I wore and looked good. Most men loved that about me. But that was also why I was dying that night Carlisle found me. Secondly, I hated that Edward could read minds, I didn't want anyone to be able to read inside my mind. I could block him enough sure, but sometimes it was nice to not have to have a block up. Thirdly, I hated him because he was always so moody with a stick up his ass. A part of me wanted to feel bad because he was stuck as a 17-year-old boy forever, but most of me was pissed he couldn't just move on. I mean I was forced to so he should too.

Things got tenser when we decided to move back to Forks. Carlisle was sure the mutts were around but there was no sign. If the mutts weren't enough, he enrolled us in the local high school. Why? I have no clue. I hated being around humans longer than necessary. Not that all humans were bad or that they were underneath me, they just brought painful thoughts in my head. They smelled nice too. It was no surprise when I protested. But Alice had seen everything going good so off we went.

Weeks went by and things went from bad to worse in my opinion. First, Emmett mated with a human teen named Jessica Stanley. I tended to avoid them at all costs. Secondly, Jasper found his mate a human teen named Angela Webber, who was close to Bela Swan, a girl who recently became fascinated with us. Alice deemed them friends, so our house was invaded by humans. But if I was being honest, I was happy for Jasper. Angela seemed like she was perfect for him.  and I got along well with her. Though I'd never outwardly show it.

I thought Bella and Edward would end up together the way they were always together, but she didn't really seem his type. Truthfully, I didn't know if he even had a type. Bella probably was too clumsy for him. She was too clumsy for anyone if you asked me. He probably didn't know how to turn her down if the truth be told. Still, I held my distrust of her to myself. Everyone else seemed to like her.

But even Bella Swan wasn't the worst of issues we had. The wolves were back and demanding a meeting with us by the border. And no, not the border of a beach or anything like that. No, the border that connected our two lands. It was deep in the woods. In field. And let me tell you wat, though the flowers were pretty and im sure smelled great, I couldn't smell anything other than the wolves.

We had come to check out things when we moved back. Just make sure they were around. Nothing smelled too old, so we assumed they were around, and we would be hearing from them. We did, but Carlisle took the call, and nothing really came of it. So, I didn't pay much attention to anything that was said on the matter.

I hadn't wanted to go to the first meeting and pouted. I had signed the damn paper, why did I need to be around them anymore than was necessary. It's not like they were friends. So, I stayed home. And Esme was my babysitter. But when they called us this time, I was forced to go, the whole tribe pretty much would be in attendance, and us Cullens all had to be there. United Front. And no bitching was going to get me out of it.

Carlisle wasn't wrong, the whole pack plus some were in attendance. And I looked at everyone around. My eyes narrowing into slits as I met eyes with an old man about as old as I would have been if I were human. Maybe a bit older but not by much. And he was analyzing us the same way I was them. While analyzing him, more like staring him down, I started noticing things. Things like how tired he looked under his angry front. How his eyes and hair sparkled in the moon light. I probably should have been paying attention, but I couldn't look away once I started.

His tired eyes showed pain and were wise, like he had been through a lot and seen even more. I could tell he was tall but hunched over from his age. Oh, how I longed to grow old. His big supple mouth was pinched in a tight line as he looked down the line of us, but it twitched some as I'm sure he was thinking of something. I wanted to see him smile. I wanted him to look at me more.

Just as those thoughts entered my mind, I got to thinking about who he was with. Why we were here. He was a wolf. Or at least at some point he was one. I couldn't /shouldn't want anything to do with him. I turned my eyes and head away from him and tuned in to catch the end of the meeting. No matter who he was or what I seemed to feel I wouldn't think twice about him after I left. Or at least that was what I kept telling myself as we made our way back home.