Stone Cold & Healer

by Selena99

Summary:

Kaia and Edward find themselves intertwined on a shared journey, a development that sends shockwaves through the intricate dynamics of the Pack, the Cullens, and numerous other factions.
As they navigate this unexpected alliance, the tensions from their shared history, current challenges, and uncertain futures clash violently. They are fiercely determined to safeguard the ones they hold dear, even if it means pushing their limits and confronting deep-seated fears.
The stakes are raised, and every decision ripples across their connected worlds, leaving love, loyalty, and sacrifice in the balance.

Chapter 1: Preface

Kaia Celina Smith is often regarded as the quintessential best friend, akin to a Bella in the dynamic between her and Jared Cameron, the second member of Sam’s close-knit group. Her first name, Kaia, carries profound meanings: it symbolizes purity, life, the sea, and the Earth itself, while her middle name, Celina, is associated with heavenly qualities, evoking images of the moon goddess. 

Lately, she has embraced a new identity, səŋəŋʷi, which reflects her deep connection to her heritage and the ancient wisdom of her people.

The Elders revere Kaia, who is acknowledged as a healer gifted with a shapeshifter’s power and ancient knowledge. Her abilities extend beyond mere physical healing. The moon goddess imparted her with the unique talent of foresight, which allowed her to glimpse potential futures. 

Despite these formidable powers, Kaia grapples with personal struggles stemming from her tumultuous home life.

Since Jared imprinted with Kim, Kaia has felt a palpable distance grow between herself and the once inseparable Jared. Sam, who has now taken a more protective stance toward Kim, has not made Kaia’s situation any easier. 

As a result, she feels marginalized and deeply disheartened, as if Kim has usurped her role both at school and in Jared’s heart. In this time of emotional turmoil, Kaia longs for her Jared more than ever, feeling the weight of the unfurled changes around her. 

Edward Cullen felt deeply unsettled, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that Kaia was the source of his frustration. After receiving news from their friends about Victoria’s return and its implications for Bella, the family decided to return. Edward braced himself, fully aware that Bella would be furious with him and the rest of the family. 

However, he never anticipated that Jacob Black would imprint her or that his actions had indirectly caused that connection to stall. Now, Kaia had entered the picture and seemed to possess a unique understanding of how to facilitate Bella and Jacob’s imprinting process. 

This was no small feat; it was a turning point aligning with the deep-rooted traditions of the Tribe and Pack. Sue Clearwater, alongside Edward’s father, Carlisle, was convinced that Alice and Carlisle could aid Kaia in her mission to honour her obligations to both the Tribe and the Pack.

As Edward observed Kaia closely, he was captivated in a way he had never experienced with Bella or any other woman from his past. There was an undeniable intrigue about Kaia that sparked his curiosity. 

The Tribe Elders were visibly jubilant about her, so much so that they were willing to overlook Jared’s Imprint feelings. This decision only deepened Edward’s interest in Kaia’s life and her mysterious connection to their tightly-knit world.

Kaia and Edward find themselves intertwined on a shared journey, a development that sends shockwaves through the intricate dynamics of the Pack, the Cullens, and numerous other factions. 

As they navigate this unexpected alliance, the tensions from their shared history, current challenges, and uncertain futures clash violently. They are fiercely determined to safeguard the ones they hold dear, even if it means pushing their limits and confronting deep-seated fears. 

The stakes are raised, and every decision ripples across their connected worlds, leaving love, loyalty, and sacrifice in the balance. 

Kaia and Edward agree on one thing… They are willing to do anything to protect their loved ones.

Chapter 2: NOTE

Summary:

IMPRINT:
"It's like gravity. Your whole center shifts. Suddenly, it's not the Earth holding you here. You would do anything, be anything she needs. A friend, a brother, a protector".

Notes:

So, my darlings, this is a warning that I suck at finishing off strong in my fanfic. I do well with a one-shot or anything less than 10 chapters. I hope that by doing an original character, I have more freedom than if I stick with OGs.

Main Characters 

Kaia Celina Smith 

November 30, 1995 

Parents: 

Kaia Eden Smith nee Leeks (Deceased) 

Zain William Smith 

Grade: 10 

Fun Facts: 

• A cheerleader 
• Best friends to Jared
• Funny, smart, shy

Edward Anthony Masen Cullen 

June 20, 1901 

Parents: 

Edward Masen (Deceased) 

Elizabeth Masen (Deceased)

Carlisle Cullen 

Esme Anne Platt Evenson Cullen 

Siblings:

Rosalie Lillian Hale 

Jasper Whitlock Hale 

Emmett McCarty Cullen

Mary Alice Brandon Cullen

Grade: 11

Others 

Pack: 

Sam Uley 

1989 - Born 

2008 - Phased 

Son - Caleb with Leah 

Emily - Imprint (1991 Born)

Alpha (for now)

(Rightful Third in Command) 

Jet Black Wolf 

Jacob Black 

1993 - Born 

2010 - Phased 

Bella - Imprint (1993 Born) 

Third in Command (for now)

(Rightful Alpha) 

Grade: 11

Rusty-Brown Wolf 

Paul Lahote 

1993 -Born 

2009 - Phased

Grade: 11

Dark Silver Wolf

Jared Cameron 

1993 - Born 

2009 - Phased 

Kim - Imprint (1993 Born) 

Beta (For now)

Grade: 11

Brown with Darker Brown Wolf

Quil Aterara V

1993 - Born 

2010 - Phased

(Rightful Beta) 

Grade: 11

Chocolate-Brown Lighter Over Face Wolf

Embry Call

1993 - Born 

2009 - Phased

Grade: 11

Pale Gray with Black -Spotted Wolf

Leah Clearwater

1989 - Born 

2010 - Phased

Son - Caleb with Sam  

Light Gray Wolf 

Seth Clearwater

1996- Born 

2010 - Phased

Grade: 9

Sand-Coloured Wolf

Cullens 

Carlisle Cullen 

Esme Cullen 

Rosalie Hale 

Grade: 12

Jasper Hale 

Grade: 12

Emmett Cullen

Grade: 12

Alice Cullen

Grade: 11

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Twilight 

• Kaia helps Sue deliver Leah’s son to Sam. Caleb Henry Clearwater was born on April 12, 2009. 
• Kaia lives at Jared’s house most days, especially after fighting with her dad. 
• Jared turns into a shapeshifter at the end of the book, aka June 2009. 

New Moon 

• Kaia meets Bella at a Halloween party Jacob throws to get Bella out of her funk. (OCTOBER) 2009
• Kaia has a dream where the Ancestors tell her Bella and Jacob have something stopping them. (NOVEMBER) 2009
• Kaia realizes that Bella still has venom, and she performs a ritual to remove the venom and help heal Bella’s broken heart. This is a turning point for Sam and Emily as Kaia helps find the true female Alpha and strengthens Jacob’s ability to take over Alpha if he wants. (APRIL) 2010
• Jared dropped the bomb that he imprinted on Kim when Kaia climbed into his bedroom after something happened. (MAY) 2010 
• Laurent came, and Kaia & Bella stopped the pack from ending him when they told them about Laurent having a mate and that Bella shouldn’t have two angry female mates at her. (JUNE) 2010 
• Kaia and Bella are heart-to-heart about their parents while Kaia takes a pregnancy test. Kaia is pregnant, and Bella and Kaia ask Leah what to do. (JULY) 2010 
• Charlie discovers the Cullens and the Pack when Leah and Seth are phased in front of him, Sue, Harry, and Billy. (AUGUST) 2010 
• Harry’s funeral on August 23, 2010 
• Cullens moves back ending of August after finding out about Victoria. 
• Edward and Kaia get off the wrong foot because Kaia’s mind is always off-topic, which amused the Pack and Cullens. (SEPTEMBER) 2010
• Edward notices that Jared hates Kaia’s father, and he and the rest notice that Jared doesn’t like it when Kaia returns home. (SEPTEMBER) 2010. 
• Kaia tells Bella that Jared told her they couldn’t be best friends anymore and made her vow that she would stop upstaging Kim as Beta Female during a Halloween party Emily throws. 
• Kaia tells everyone (except for Carlisle, Sue, Bella, Jared, Jacob, and Leah, who already knew) that she is pregnant, and Edward says she is about 22 weeks. (NOVEMBER) 2010 

THIS STARTS FOUR DAYS BEFORE KAIA’S 15 BIRTHDAY 

 

Notes:

I will always be editing the tags, so keep checking. I love feedback, so if there is anything you would like to see, please don't be afraid to ask. I will try to do it.

Chapter 3: PART I

Summary:

I get all my Quileute Translator via https://anythingtranslate.com/translators/quileute-translator/

PART I 

MAYBE BELLA HAS A POINT ABOUT BIRTHDAYS

 

Chapter 4: Chapter I

Summary:

Unwritten:
Something is not written down or put in print. It can also mean something is traditional or customary.

November 26, 2010

“Why must you have to think of a Nelly song?” Edward inquired, his brow furrowing in bemusement.  

Kaia retorted, a hint of sarcasm colouring her voice, “And why must you converse as if you belong to the realm of the departed?”  

Taking a deep breath, Edward replied, “If you really want to know, I entered this world in the year 1901.”  

Kaia raised an eyebrow, her expression skeptical.

“That doesn’t clarify much, considering you were transformed in 1918. That puts you at 109 years of age, meaning you’ve lived through so many pivotal societal changes, including how we communicate.” Her pace gradually slowed as she spoke, emphasizing the weight of her words.  

Rosalie couldn’t help but chuckle; the sight before her was truly something to behold. Never had she witnessed Edward so animated, so alive, as he was in the presence of Kaia. Initially, a flicker of suspicion danced in her mind—surely this girl, Bella’s new best friend, was just toying with him. However, a different realization took shape as she observed their interactions unfold. Kaia was no ordinary match; she was the perfect foil to Edward, expertly challenging and invigorating him in ways Rosalie had never anticipated. It was clear now—he had truly encountered his equal.  

“Can you please stop that!” Kaia shouted, her voice rising with frustration as she emphasized each word. Her eyes sparkled with anger, and her brows furrowed tightly.  

“I’m not doing anything!” Edward retorted, his tone sharp and defensive.  

He threw up his hands in exasperation, a mix of disbelief and irritation etched across his face. The tension between them crackled in the air, each refusing to back down.

Jasper couldn’t suppress a playful grin as he listened to their banter, his eyes sparkling with mirth. Glancing over at his ‘twin,’ he felt a sense of camaraderie that warmed his heart. The scene unfolded like a lively play, and he relished being a part of it.

“Rosie, why does she seem to aggregate Edward so much?” Jasper inquired, a hint of curiosity in his voice.  

“I believe Edward has finally found someone who truly complements him in Kaia,” Rosalie replied thoughtfully, her eyes reflecting a mix of admiration and concern. 

“Kaia embodies a vibrancy and spontaneity more aligned with Edward’s true nature than Bella ever was. Just look at Bella with Jacob; it’s evident how different she is with him compared to her time with Edward. Kaia is lively and playful, infusing a youthful energy into Edward’s serious demeanour. Plus, let’s be honest—Kaia is independent and strong, surrounded by a supportive network of friends and family. She doesn’t require Edward to swoop in as her knight in shining armour to rescue or patch her up, which he’s used to with Bella.”

“But they just seem completely oblivious,” Jasper remarked, frustration evident in his tone. 

“Take Edward, for example,” Rosalie replied with a hint of exasperation. 

“He’s completely unaware of how deeply Tanya feels about him, even as she tries to drop hints and make her affection clear. It’s as if he’s wearing blinders.” 

“And then there’s Kaia,” she continued, her voice softening as she spoke of her pregnant girl. 

“She’s so caught up in her own world that she fails to see the way Jared looks at her—like she’s his destined mate, his imprint, while all his attention towards Kim seems almost like an afterthought. It’s a tangled mess of unspoken feelings and missed connections.”

“Are we discussing Lagoudáki, along with our rather foolish brother?” Emmett inquired a hint of exasperation in his voice. 

“Greek? Are we really going there?” Alice interjected, her curiosity piqued by the mention. 

“Well, Rosie has been keen on us enjoying some sunny days in Greece this July,” Emmett elaborated.

“Yes, we’re discussing Kaia and Edward,” Rosalie remarked, her tone a blend of curiosity and concern. 

“It’s intriguing to consider what might make them realize their feelings for each other.”

Alice frowned, a hint of frustration crossing her delicate features. “I can’t glimpse anything about their future! Kaia possesses an uncanny ability to shield her thoughts and visions from us. She can block our insights into her experiences, only revealing what she chooses. It leaves us in the dark about her true emotions and the potential for their connection.”

Carlisle and Esme stood by the doorway of Edward’s room; their expressions clouded with concern as they watched him nervously pace back and forth. The soft rustle of his footsteps on the polished wooden floor echoed in the stillness, mirroring the anxiety that hung heavy in the air. They exchanged worried glances, both haunted by the realization that Edward was becoming increasingly infatuated with Kaia, just as he had once been with Bella.

While they had chosen to remain silent about his lingering feelings for Bella, their hearts ached at the thought of his burgeoning attachment to Kaia. The stakes felt higher this time; Kaia wasn’t just a girl from another town—she was intertwined with the ancient legacy of the Quileute Tribe. It was an unspoken truth that her future lay amongst them, and even if an undeniable bond connected her to Edward, the harsh reality was that she would never abandon her roots for him.

Carlisle’s heart ached for his son, yearning for him to find a love that would flourish freely, unencumbered by the bonds of fate and duty. He longed for Edward to experience a relationship that mirrored the enduring matches of the rest of their family—a partnership built on shared paths and mutual destinies. The weight of unfulfilled dreams pressed on his shoulders as he watched Edward, his son, caught in a turbulent sea of longing and uncertainty.

“Edward, my dear, please take a seat,” Esme implored gently, her voice soothing yet firm.

 She gestured toward the plush armchair by the ornate fireplace, the warmth flickering from the flames casting a soft glow on their faces.

“Why does she have to be so infuriating?!” Edward exclaimed, his frustration palpable as he ran a hand through his tousled bronze hair, his golden eyes flashing. The thought of Kaia’s antics only added to his growing annoyance.

“Edward, my son,” Carlisle interjected, his expression a mix of curiosity and concern. 

“Do you perhaps have feelings for her?” His voice was calm and authoritative. He probed gently, hoping to clarify his favourite child’s turbulent emotions.

“Absolutely not! I live for Bella, and my heart belongs to her alone!” Edward asserted vehemently as his resolve echoed through the room, dispelling any notion of divided loyalties.

“Then, my dear Edward… what is it about Kaia that causes you so much vexation?” Esme inquired, her brow furrowing slightly as she tried to understand the source of his ire. The warmth of her maternal concern enveloped them, urging him to explore the tangled web of his feelings.

Edward gazed intently at his adoptive parents, a swirl of emotions churning within him. A nagging unease gripped his heart as he pondered Kaia, an uncertain mystery. What was it about her that troubled him so deeply? Perhaps it was the shadowy knowledge that Jared possessed, secrets about Kaia that lingered just beyond Edward’s grasp. 

The enigmatic whispers surrounding her baby daddy only added to his turmoil. Both Jared and Kaia seemed locked in a silent pact, refusing to reveal their identities. Then there was Jared’s unwavering devotion to Kaia, a strange bond that felt more like a claim of territory than mere friendship, especially in contrast to his relationship with Kim. This tangled web of emotions prickled Edward’s mind, leaving him to wonder just how deep the story ran.

“Maybe it’s related to her private life, particularly her intriguing bond with that scruffy dog, Jared,” Edward suggests, glancing at Esme and Carlisle with a knowing look. 

The tension in the room rises as the mention of Jared—a loyal mutt with matted fur and bright, expressive eyes—evokes curiosity about the deeper feelings for Edward.

Carlisle and Esme exchange concerned glances as they watch Edward pace restlessly in his room again. The tension in the air is palpable, and a thick cloud of jealousy swirls around him. They can see the storm brewing within him, fueled by the sight of Bella and Jacob, who seem determined to keep Bella away from Edward. 

The irony stings. Jared is allowed to be alone with Kaia without hesitation, while Edward’s heart aches with frustration. He is trapped in a cage of unspoken feelings. Each heavy footfall echoes the turmoil inside him, a relentless reminder of the barriers between him and the one he longs for.

“Carlisle, I have to head out and greet the pack,” Esme announced, rising gracefully from her seat. Her warm smile hinted at the excitement that bubbled underneath her calm demeanour.

“Why don’t you stay here and help Edward relax a bit?” 

“I don’t need help calming down,” Edward snapped, his voice edged with frustration. He ran a hand through his tousled bronze hair, his eyes flashing with impatience. 

“Let’s just get this over with already.” 

Edward stood on the periphery, his gaze fixed on Jared as he enveloped Kaia in a warm, hearty bear hug, effortlessly lifting her feet off the ground. The scene radiated joy, yet Edward’s attention was drawn to the tense figure of wannabe Alpha Uley, whose piercing glare bore into Kaia and Jared, casting a shadow over the celebration. Nearby, Bella and Leah exchanged knowing glances, their eyes rolling with exasperation at Emily and Kim, who stood with their arms crossed, a picture of disapproval.

This gathering marked a momentous occasion: it was the first time the entire Pack and the Cullens had assembled in one place. Kaia had orchestrated this meeting with a singular purpose: she wanted everyone present as she laid out the ground rules for her training. It was important to her that no one felt alienated or overlooked, and she had no intention of favouring some while neglecting others. The air buzzed with anticipation, and each participant was acutely aware of the significance of the moment.

“Nukw (bun), I’m doing alright,” Kaia murmured softly to Jared, her eyes darting around cautiously to ensure no one was eavesdropping. 

Her voice was laced with a hint of concern as she continued, “Na hun (he didn’t).” The weight of her words hung in the air, an unspoken anxiety evident in her tone as she glanced at the group, hoping no one heard of their conversation and wouldn’t walk by them unexpectedly.

Sam, Paul, Quil, Embry, Jacob, Seth, and Leah exchanged curious glances, their expressions a mix of intrigue and uncertainty. Edward could feel the weight of their scrutiny as if they were piecing together a puzzle, each mind racing with questions about his presence among them. 

“Shall we begin?” Carlisle inquired, his tone steady and inviting.

“Edward isn’t here…” Bella began, her voice trailing off as she glanced around, searching for his familiar, brooding presence.

“Bella Bae, he’s right here, but he’s just sulking because I won’t let him eavesdrop on my personal thoughts in English. It’s driving him crazy,” Kaia teased, a playful smirk dancing on her lips, clearly enjoying the lighthearted banter.

“More like you’ve been rattling on so much that I’ve developed a headache,” Edward shot back, his eyes narrowing at Kaia as he strode over to join them, his expression a perfect mix of exasperation and amusement.

Leah and Bella exchanged curious glances, tilting their heads in synchronization. They had never witnessed Kaia radiate such unrestrained joy before. The last time she had glimmered with such delight was in the carefree company of Jared and his spirited six-year-old brother, playing under the sun.

Meanwhile, Jared’s expression darkened as he stepped protectively between his best friend Kaia and Leech Edward. Kaia’s proximity to Edward brewed a storm of unease within him. It wasn’t just the physical space that bothered him; it was the hidden tensions swirling in the air, crackling like static electricity.

In stark contrast, Rosalie and Jasper couldn’t help but exchange a knowing smirk, their eyes sparkling with mischief as they watched the commotion unfold. The rest of the group was in a tizzy over Kaia and Edward’s playful banter, mistaking their spirited “fighting” for something far more complicated, while Rosalie and Jasper revelled in the chaos, savouring every moment of the melodrama.

“Have they really been at each other’s throats all day long?” Jacob inquired, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.  

“Yes, they have,” Alice replied, her tone indicating both amusement and exasperation.  

“At first, it was quite entertaining to watch their playful banter, but now it feels as if they take a twisted pleasure in hurling insults at one another,” Esme elaborated, shaking her head slightly. 

She sighed, recalling the nearly endless back-and-forth that Kaia and Edward had engaged in throughout the day. Their voices were filled with sarcasm and sharp wit. It was as if a competition had emerged, with each trying to outdo the other with increasingly clever jabs, turning what once was lighthearted fun into a rather tense and exhausting spectacle.

“It’s not my fault that this man—no, wait! This little boy—doesn’t grasp the complexities of a woman, particularly the intricacies of a PREGNANT WOMAN!” Kaia exclaimed, her voice sharp and filled with frustration as she faced Edward, her eyes blazing with indignation.

“Excuse me! YOU STARTED THIS!” Edward retorted, his tone defensive.

“I was simply going about my day when you began telepathically shouting ‘Nelly’ in my head, clearly just to get under my skin!” His expression conveyed a mix of annoyance and disbelief as he attempted to defend himself against her accusations.

“What is wrong with Nelly?” Seth whispered to Sam. 

“And another thing,” Edward declared, his voice laced with authority as he intensified the confrontation. He stepped closer, their faces mere inches apart, the air thick with tension.

“I’m a man; you’re just a little girl!” His brow furrowed, the dim light casting sharp shadows on his determined features, while Kaia stood her ground, her expression a mixture of defiance and confusion. The narrow space between them felt almost electric, charged with unspoken emotions and the weight of their stark differences.

With a firm hand resting gently on Kaia’s shoulder, Jared urged her to step back, concern etched across his face. Meanwhile, Rosalie, her expression equally tense, grasped Edward’s arm, attempting to pull him away from the escalating tension. Yet, despite their efforts, both Kaia and Edward stood their ground, unwavering like statues, their determination palpable in the charged air around them.

Kaia yanked Jared’s hand from her shoulder with a defiant shake and turned to face Edward, who towered over her at 6 feet 2 inches. With her finger aimed squarely at the midpoint of his torso, she declared, “A man? Please, don’t make me laugh! A genuine man doesn’t sulk over a 5-foot-tall pregnant woman who was simply lost in her thoughts, reminiscing about one of her favourite rappers and their latest tracks!” 

Her brow knitted together in incredulity, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of mirth and righteous anger as she confronted the imposing presence standing before her, questioning the very essence of masculinity he represented.

“I can show you what a real man is if you want!” With a swift motion, Edward grasped Kaia’s finger, pulling it away from his stomach, where her playful touch had lingered momentarily. His expression shifted a mix of surprise and mild irritation crossing his features as he looked at her. A sudden tension in the air replaced the warmth of her presence.

Kim and Emily exchanged a knowing glance, their brows furrowing in curiosity as they saw the others in the sun-drenched backyard. Their expressions were a mix of surprise and amusement. All eyes were fixated on Edward and Kaia, who stood mere feet away, breathing heavily as if escaping a relentless storm. 

The wolves, with their keen instincts; the Cullens, with their eerie sensitivity; and Bella, enveloped in her own world of awareness, could all sense the palpable tension swirling in the air—a raw, electric pulse of desire that lingered between Kaia and Edward. The realization that neither Kaia nor Edward appeared cognizant of the magnetic force drawing them together made the scene even more intriguing. Their obliviousness only heightened the absurdity of the moment, turning the backyard into a silent theatre of unacknowledged feelings.

“And yeah? How exactly are you going to be a real man when you couldn’t even be one for Bella?” Kaia inquired playfully, her small, delicate fist pressing gently into Edward’s stomach’s firm, taut muscles. The contrast between her softness and his solid frame was stark, and as she leaned in slightly, a devilish grin spread across her face, illuminating her eyes with a spark of delight.

Seth’s eyes widen in disbelief as his mouth hangs open, and a look of astonishment is etched across his face. 

At the same moment, Emmett’s jaw descends in shock, and his expression is a mixture of awe and bewilderment that mirrors the gravity of the moment.

“Damn,” Paul murmured softly, his eyes wide with disbelief as he glanced around at the group, his voice barely above a whisper. The weight of the moment hung heavy in the air, as they all stood there, awash in a mix of surprise and tension, each face reflecting the unspoken thoughts racing through their minds.

Edward’s fingers curled tightly around Kaia’s arm, pulling him closer with an intensity that sparked the air between them. His voice, a gravelly whisper, dripped with a tumult of emotions, each word coated in urgency and unspoken longing.

“Tell me, how do you possibly know what kind of man I was to her? You wouldn’t know the first thing about being a real man, let alone the kind I was.” The atmosphere crackled with tension as Edward’s gaze bore into Kaia, challenging him to respond.

“Shouldn’t someone intervene?” Kim asked, her brow furrowing in concern. She observed Jared tightly clenching his jaw; his muscles tensed with frustration. The atmosphere was tense, and her instinct urged her to act. 

“Why?” Jasper replied, curiosity glinting in his eyes. Meanwhile, the rest of the group seemed captivated, eagerly watching to see if Edward and Kaia would notice the subtle shift in their surroundings. 

They were stepping into uncharted territory—a moment where their desires were laid bare, exposed beneath the twinkling stars in the backyard. The soft rustling of leaves whispered secrets, hinting at the complexities of attraction and emotion swirling among them.

Kim glanced at Jasper, her eyes narrowing with irritation. “It’s because my imprint will feel compelled to act,” she said, her tone laced with frustration. The unspoken tension hung in the air as she shot Jasper with a challenging look as if silently accusing him of not understanding the weight of the situation.

“Well, Jared is Kaia’s best friend,” Leah remarked, her voice low as the group cautiously retreated from the lively scene in the middle of the backyard, where Edward and Kaia stood engaged in an animated conversation. 

“And we all know how fiercely Jared looks after Kaia…” Bella chimed in; her brow furrowed in concern as she cast a sidelong glance at the duo, aware of the intensity of Jared’s protective nature. 

As the sun sank beneath the distant hills, it bathed the landscape in a golden hue, illuminating the faces around the gathering with a soft, ethereal light. Yet, despite the beauty of the twilight, an undercurrent of unease rippled through the group. Their hushed and strained voices intertwined as they navigated the complexities of their tightly woven circle, each word heavy with unspoken concerns and lingering secrets.

“Ugh! You are the most infuriating person!” Kaia’s voice pierced the air, filled with exasperation. 

“Wow, such eloquent words coming from you,” Edward shot back with a sarcastic smirk, leaning casually against the doorframe as they entered the house, his arms crossed and eyebrows raised. His tone dripped with mockery, making it clear he was enjoying the exchange as he looked at her, a teasing glint in his eyes.

“Just admit that you don’t know how to be a man to any woman, really. Because I can’t understand why any woman would want you!” Kaia said as she turned to face him again. 

Edward’s sharp and challenging voice cut through the air. He turned to Kaia with a smirk that hinted at both amusement and annoyance. 

“Just admit it—you wouldn’t recognize a real man if he stood right in front of you! And honestly, why would you even want to be surrounded by boys?” His words echoed among the group, leaving a palpable tension in their midst as they exchanged glances, unsure of how Kaia would respond to his provocative taunt.

“Those boys were good enough for Bella to leave your sorry ass for good and never look back! Hell, I bet you that you aren’t half of a man as one of them!” Kaia leaned back slightly, a teasing smile spreading across her face as she noticed the look of disbelief sweeping over Edward’s features. 

His brow furrowed, and his mouth fell open slightly, clearly taken aback. “And how exactly do you know this?” Edward asked his tone a mixture of skepticism and curiosity. He crossed his arms, waiting for her withering gaze to share its secrets.

“I have been with one, and I am damn sure you would never measure up to them,” Kaia’s smirked returned. 

Jared’s eyes bulged in astonishment, a mix of disbelief and curiosity flooding his expression as the weight of Kaia’s confession settled in. The realization that she had openly admitted to sharing a bed with him sent electric jolts through his body, igniting a whirlwind of emotions within him.

“HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? YOU SLEPT WITH MY BOYFRIEND!” Kim’s voice pierced the air, and her eyes were wide with a mix of disbelief and fury.

“How could you betray me like this?”

“Calm down. He wasn’t your boyfriend when we were together. In fact, I believe it was his 16th birthday.” Kaia told her. 

“And how can I be sure that the baby you’re carrying isn’t Jared’s?” Kim demanded, her voice sharp with suspicion.

Kaia took a deep breath, her patience wearing thin. “For one, the Elders have made it clear that wolves are highly unlikely to conceive children outside of their imprinting bond after they’ve phased. And secondly, I’ve had Carlisle conduct a thorough examination and run tests on the baby. Trust me, it’s NOT Jared’s,” she exclaimed, her frustration spilling over. 

“Even if it somehow were, you need to understand that neither of us can be held responsible for bringing a child into the world without ever knowing you were a part of it!” Kaia’s voice crescendoed, echoing her deep-seated emotions as she faced Kim, the tension between them palpable.

“Do you really believe that Leah’s son has any grounds for being criticized for being born just like what you’re doing to Kaia’s baby?” Bella inquired, her voice tinged with concern as she observed Leah’s discomfort growing amidst the tense atmosphere generated by Kim and Emily. They were both reacting heatedly to the unsettling prospect that Jared might be the father of Kaia’s baby.

“Absolutely not. Let’s not turn this into a drama about Leah and Sam,” Emily retorted, her sharp and defensive tone cutting through the air like a cold breeze.

“Isn’t it essentially the same kind of situation?” Leah interjected, her eyes flashing with frustration as she tried to defend her standpoint.

“No, it’s completely different. You and Sam were engaged to be married,” Emily explained, her voice rising slightly as she struggled to convey her point. 

“Meanwhile, Kaia…”

“While I was engaging in reckless behaviour, right? That’s what you and Kim love to label me as in front of the Tribe, calling me a whore or a slut,” Kaia interrupted, her voice trembling with a mix of indignation and hurt. 

She felt Edward’s warm hand wrap around her wrist, his grip firm yet tender, as he guided her away from the Quileute side of the living room. It was as if he could sense the swirling storm of emotions that enveloped her, pulling her into a quieter space where she could find solace amidst the chaos. His touch was reassuring and protective, a silent promise that he would help her navigate the turbulence brewing within her.

“I believe it’s essential for us to pause for a moment and consider Kaia’s situation. She is still in a delicate phase of her pregnancy, where the risk of a miscarriage remains a concern. Edward, why don’t you take Kaia to your room? It’s a more comfortable space for her to rest and hydrate with that bottle of water we have stashed there,” Carlisle suggested, observing the tension radiating from his son Edward, who appeared ready to confront the interim Alpha and Beta Females.

“Why can’t Kaia just rest here with us?” Jared interjected, a hint of frustration lacing his voice as he glanced at how his imprint was acting toward his best friend. It bothered him to see Kaia treated so dismissively.

“Because Edward’s room is the only place equipped with a proper bed. It’s spacious enough for her to lie down comfortably, unlike this cramped living room,” Rosalie replied, her tone signalling a mix of practicality and concern.

“Perhaps one of us could accompany them—after all, it would be wise to have a wolf with a vampire, just to keep things balanced,” Seth suggested, knowing that while some members of the Pack were protective, not everyone was entirely comfortable with Kaia being alone with Edward.

“I’ll be completely comfortable with Edward,” Kaia remarked with a lighthearted tone, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 

“After all, I tend to spend most of my day in his room, so he often finds himself a bit exasperated by my constant presence.” 

As she spoke, Kaia felt Edward’s warm hand on her back. He gently guided her out of the cozy living room, which was filled with soft lighting and the faint scent of vanilla candles. A profound sense of trust and familiarity enveloped her, making her feel right at home in his company.

Bella stood at the edge of the room, her heart sinking as she watched Edward gently guide her best friend, Kaia, out into the hallway. The lingering tension from the heated exchange between herself, Leah, Emily, Kim, and Kaia hung like a thick fog. Memories of Edward’s soft, affectionate ways flooded her mind, filling her with a bittersweet melancholy. She couldn’t help but wonder if he even realized the profound shift that had taken place—how he had gracefully shifted his attention from her to Kaia as if moving on to a brighter chapter in his life.

While some of her felt relief knowing that Edward had moved on, another part wrestled with the shadows of her past with him. Her heart had found its way to Jacob now, yet she couldn’t shake her empathy for Jared, Jacob’s brother, who was grappling with the pain of feeling like he was losing Kaia to someone else.

“Aren’t you going to do or say anything, Alpha ?” Leah’s voice was laced with frustration as her piercing gaze fixated on Sam, who remained silently tucked away in the dimly lit corner of the room, his expression unreadable. 

“This isn’t the time or the place for us to have this conversation,” Emily interjected, her tone firm and resolute as if trying to shield the fragile atmosphere. 

Leah crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing as she registered Emily’s dismissal. A flicker of defiance was evident in her demeanour.

Carlisle felt a deep heaviness in his heart. When he first encountered Ephraim Black, his healer had conveyed a poignant vision of the future: that in a century or so, their descendants would rise to aid Carlisle and countless other vampires in achieving their shared quest for harmony. Carlisle had envisioned this group as that destined alliance. Yet, as he reflected on it, he could not escape the troubling realization of the turmoil imprinting had wrought upon the Pack. 

In stark contrast, the bond between Jacob and Bella stood as a beacon of hope—the only genuinely harmonious imprinting, a connection nurtured by Kaia’s tender guidance, transforming raw emotions into something beautiful. Sam and Emily also embodied a steadfast union, a testament to love overcoming challenges. However, doubts crept into his mind regarding Kim and Jared’s imprint. Unlike the others, it spiralled into chaos, leaving Carlisle to ponder how something so seemingly profound could fracture the fabric of their lives. Jared’s heart seemed eternally divided, casting a shadow over what should have been a solid, enduring bond akin to that of Jacob and Bella. 

“Emily, let’s discuss the situation that unfolded after Kimberly decided to insert herself into the heated altercation between Kaia and Edward. It wasn’t merely a conversation; it had escalated into a full-blown argument, laden with snarky comments and pointed jabs that echoed through the clearing. Regardless of the drama, we must place our unwavering trust in the Cullens, who have always been reliable guardians, especially when it comes to our healer. I should emphasize that she is not just any healer; she is the closest confidante of our Beta. So, I ask you again, how can you claim that this entire incident has nothing to do with the Cullens?” Bella interjected, her voice firm and laced with frustration.

In that fleeting moment, Rosalie’s gaze locked onto the undeniable presence of the true Alpha Female, a figure radiating authority and confidence. Surrounding her was the quiet murmur of her family, all equally captivated, their thoughts weaving a tapestry of questions, echoing in unison: “Why are Jacob and Bella not stepping into their destined roles?”

“Edward,” Kaia sighed, rubbing her temples as they walked toward his room, dimly lit by the soft glow of a bedside lamp. 

“I’m really fine, but I’m just… so weary of dealing with Kim and Emily. They’ve picked up on the fact that I’m aware of their imprinting secret, especially after that one careless comment I made. They keep throwing pointed glances my way as if they’re waiting for me to crack. It’s exhausting.” As she spoke, Edward gently guided her to the edge of his bed, concern etched across his face.

The bed in his room was a lavish king-size creation, reminiscent of the exquisite furnishings one might find in the pages of classic English novels like Emma . Its opulent headboard, upholstered in rich fabric, invited one to sink into its comforting embrace. Kaia couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sorrow as she observed Edward’s attempts to transform his space into a reflection of what he believed Bella would adore. It struck her profoundly that he didn’t grasp the true depth of Bella’s anguish; returning to him seemed improbable unless she found a way to navigate the heartbreak of losing Jacob. It was heartbreakingly rare for an Alpha Female to surpass the life of her Alpha and their offspring, and Kaia knew that this reality weighed heavily on Bella’s heart if this had happened.

“Could you possibly shed some light on the concept of imprinting?” Edward inquired, his voice tinged with curiosity as he observed Kaia settling into the plush comfort of the bed. 

Edward marvelled at the way the soft glow of the bedside lamp danced across Kaia’s delicate, chubby face, casting a warm aura around her. He had encountered numerous pregnant women in his life, but none had captivated him quite like Kaia. Her petite frame showcased a barely-there baby bump, a subtle curve that he admired as he settled beside her. She embodied the essence of the pregnancy glow he had often heard about—her skin shimmering softly, radiating an inner light.

It was endearing how her cheeks flushed with a gentle fullness, and he couldn’t help but chuckle at her feisty temperament whenever he playfully teased her. There was a spark of warmth in the air that enveloped them, leading him to ponder whether his adoptive parents were right about the depth of his feelings. He had never experienced anything like this with Bella; perhaps it was the bond that was beginning to form with the little one Kaia was carrying. A profound sense of protectiveness and paternal love blossomed within him, intertwining his heart with the tiny life growing beside them.

He noticed how she adjusted the pillows behind her, arranging them just so, creating a cozy nook. Her fingers flitted across the soft fabric, and he could see the light shift in her hair as she turned towards him, inviting him into the discussion.

“Imprint,” Kaia said thoughtfully, her gaze fixed on Edward’s intense eyes as they lay on his bed. The soft light of dusk filtered through the curtains. 

“It’s like gravity, pulling you in a way you can’t resist. Imagine your entire being shifting, your essence realigning itself. In that moment, it feels like the Earth has shifted its role; it’s no longer what keeps you grounded. You’ll find yourself willing to become anything she needs, whether that’s a loyal friend who always has her back, a trusted brother who looks out for her, or a fierce protector who would stand against any threat.” She paused, letting her words sink in, the weight of their meaning hanging in the air between them.

As they lay entwined in the soft, inviting covers of the bed, Edward gently grasped Kaia’s hand, his fingers enveloping hers in a warm, reassuring embrace. She moved her hand with graceful fluidity, animatedly discussing the concept of imprinting, her voice mingling with the hushed whispers of the room. The soft glow of the moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silvery sheen on their skin, highlighting the connection they shared in that intimate moment. Edward’s gaze was steady and attentive, filled with an understanding that transcended words, as Kaia’s eyes sparkled with passion and curiosity, bringing her thoughts to life in a way that made the world outside fade away.

Edward furrowed his brow in confusion. “So, are you telling me that Bella and Jacob share a bond as deep as Sam and Emily’s and Jared and Kim’s?” he asked, struggling to comprehend why Emily faced such difficulty selecting a brother for her imprint, especially considering that her cousin was already engaged to her own destined partner. 

“Not quite…” Kaia began, her voice gentle yet filled with conviction. 

“Jacob embodies what we refer to as Na qwi’na, a term closely translated to ‘True Alpha’ in a way your family might recognize it. Through my extensive studies and the wisdom gathered from the Ancestor Realm, I uncovered that Jacob descends from the esteemed Ephraim Black, who happens to be his great-grandfather. This lineage is significant, so Jacob bears the middle name Ephraim. His late mother, Sarah, was visited in a vivid dream by Ephraim himself, who conveyed a powerful message: Jacob is destined for greatness and will play an essential role in fostering harmony between the Cold Ones and our people. Moreover, Jacob is also a descendant of Taha Aki, a pivotal figure in our history.

There’s more to this tale, though. In a shared vision that I received from my male and female Ancestor Warriors, I was informed of a profound bond between Bella and Jacob. In our Tribe, women’s voices hold as much weight as men’s, often even more so. The spirits revealed to me that their imprinting is a s’kuw’t’ee t’pe. Initially, I struggled to grasp why Bella and Jacob would be considered twin souls; this concept could be interpreted as soul dualism or a deeply rooted soulmate connection. Yet, as I delved further into the meaning, it began to resonate with me in a way that felt almost fated...” 

Kaia paused, glancing at Edward with empathy. She sensed the wave of sadness weaving through his gaze, a reflection of the heavy knowledge she was about to disclose. She instinctively shifted closer to him on the bed, positioning one of her legs between his in a subtle gesture of comfort, bridging the emotional gap that loomed between them.

“Soul dualism refers to the belief that an individual possesses multiple souls; Jacob has two—one wolf and another himself—but they are connected,” Edward murmured softly to Kaia, his voice barely above a whisper as he drew her nearer to him on the plush bed covers. 

The room’s dim light flickered gently, casting soft shadows that danced across their faces. As he held her close, a wave of uncertainty washed over him, revealing his deep-seated need for support and understanding in a world that often felt overwhelming.

“Then there is the concept of Soulmate. This refers to an individual with whom you experience a profound sense of affinity or connection, almost as if you’ve known each other through lifetimes. Soulmates often share a deep understanding and compatibility that transcends the usual bonds of friendship or romance; however, it’s important to note that they can possess different personalities and interests. This unique interplay creates a dynamic relationship where each person complements the other, allowing for personal growth and a richer shared experience,” Kaia elaborated.

“But you mentioned that for them, it went beyond just being soul mates,” Edward remarked gently, brushing aside a few strands of Kaia’s long, dark brown hair that had fallen across her face.

 The silky locks, catching the soft glow of the evening light, danced around her features as she shifted her head, nestling deeper into the plush softness of his pillow. He watched her with a mixture of curiosity and concern, wanting to understand the depth of her thoughts.

Kaia smiled softly, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes as she leaned closer to Edward. “K’wik’ya wiyaw. Translator to English: Twin flame,” she explained, her voice warm and inviting. 

Edward’s expression shifted dramatically as the words hung in the air. For the first time during their intimate conversation about imprinting, a spark of recognition illuminated his features. The atmosphere around them seemed to crackle with renewed energy as if the air was charged with the promise of understanding and connection that transcended spoken language.

“Bella and Jacob share a profound twin flame connection!” Edward exclaimed, his voice brimming with vibrant enthusiasm as he carefully maneuvered them beneath the cozy blankets of the bed. 

His heart raced with exhilaration as he remembered how Quil II had first revealed this extraordinary bond to him, Rosie, Carlisle, and Esme a century earlier. The sheer significance of their spiritual alignment filled the room with an almost palpable energy as he imagined the journey that lay ahead for Bella and Jacob—two souls destined to find each other in a world woven with fate and mystery.

“K’wik’ya wiyaw signifies a profound belief that an individual’s soul is divided across two physical bodies. Twin flames often exhibit striking similarities in their values, interests, and behavioural patterns. They may reflect on each other’s past experiences, creating a deep connection, like the bond between Bella and Jacob. This unique friendship allows them to explore their journeys while preserving their intrinsic connection. Their relationship embodies the essence of twin flames, capable of taking on romantic, familial, platonic, or professional dimensions.

The essence of a twin flame relationship is often to facilitate personal growth and transformation. These connections can even stir up old wounds, forcing individuals to confront issues they would prefer to evade. In the case of Jacob and Bella, their relationship encapsulates all these elements, facing challenges as they transition from familial ties to platonic friendship and even into professional collaborations. However, deep down, they were always meant to reconnect on a romantic level, as evidenced by their unbreakable bond defined by imprinting.”

Kaia explained this to Edward while gently running her fingers through his hair, which had grown longer and more tousled since his return. She cherished this look, especially as his hair rested softly against the pillow, a detail that added an extra layer of warmth to their moment together.

As Kaia observed Edward’s expression shift through a kaleidoscope of emotions, a realization washed over her—perhaps her feelings towards him were not entirely rooted in hatred. She recalled the way he absorbed every word she spoke about Jacob and Bella’s imprint, his brow furrowing in contemplation. The warmth of his arms wrapped around her in his bed, a stark contrast to the turmoil downstairs where his ex-girlfriend lingered, spoke volumes. In that intimate moment, their unspoken connection flickered like a candle in the dark, revealing a path she had not dared to consider before.

“How does it affect the imprints left by the others?” Edward wondered aloud, his voice barely rising above the soft sounds of movement echoing from the east wing of the Cullen residence. 

He could hear the familiar rustle of fabric and the occasional muffled laughter as his family prepared for what would be another cozy night together. Meanwhile, he felt Kaia nestling closer under the covers, her foot warm and delicate as it pressed against his leg, offering an unexpected comfort amidst the thoughts swirling in his mind.

“Alpha leadership entails putting the Pack and tribal people first, a principle that should guide every decision. However, when it comes to Jacob, it seems that his protective instincts for Bella might have clouded his judgment. Recently, with two vampires hunting her, it’s understandable that he would focus solely on her safety. Surprisingly, he managed to remain composed and receptive to reason, particularly when Bella and I requested that Laurent be allowed to reunite with his mate. 

As for Sam’s priorities have been significantly muddled since his ex became the very first female werewolf we’ve ever encountered. This upheaval, partnered with his current fiancée battling for her place as Alpha Female—what I like to refer to as Luna—has diverted his attention from what truly matters. Sam has developed an obsession with the concept of imprinting, but I’ve come to understand that only Jacob and Bella share a uniquely profound imprint, as if it were fated. 

Others, like Emily and Sam, don’t share this same cosmic connection. Then there are Jared and Kim, who can be seen as wildcards in this unfolding drama. While Jacob and Bella’s bond represents a natural trajectory for imprinting, Jared had the potential to explore two different paths. He could have crossed paths with Kim later on, forming a relationship that might have been destined, echoing the natural harmony Jacob and Bella embody.”

Kaia paused to grab a water bottle, resting beside Edward on the bedside table. Her small baby bump gently brushed against his chest as he lay there, still resting. The moment felt tender, wrapping them in a bubble of intimacy amidst the chaos surrounding them.

“And what lies ahead for Jared on his second destined path?” Edward inquired, his tone tinged with curiosity. He gently assisted Kaia in settling down beside him. The cool night air wrapped around them like a soft blanket. 

“Me,” Kaia replied softly, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. 

She relished Edward’s cool skin, which contrasted with her warmth, creating a cozy atmosphere as she curled up next to him. The quiet of the room enveloped them as the flickering of the bedside lamp cast dancing shadows on the walls, illuminating their faces with a soft glow.

A surge of emotion stirred within Edward as he heard Kaia mention that she would have been one of Jared’s natural paths. It was as if a tempest of thoughts and feelings swirled inside him. He watched her with rapt attention, captivated by the way she delicately traced her finger along his bicep. The gentle touch ignited a warmth that spread through him. Nestled in the softness of the sheets, she seemed at ease, a picture of comfort as she snuggled closer to him in bed.

Edward’s voice dripped with curiosity as he glanced toward the staircase, where muffled footsteps echoed ominously, drawing nearer. “Is this what you’ve been keeping from them all along?” he inquired, his tone laced with concern and intrigue. 

The dim light cast shadows across the room, illuminating the tension in the air as the impending arrival of the unseen intruder loomed closer, threatening to unveil secrets best kept hidden. Edward paused to consider, a flicker of confusion crossing his mind. He heards his family had chosen, wondering why they would venture this way when they had established the Pack deep in the house’s East wing. The North Wing, where he resided, felt like a world apart—quiet and shadowed, a refuge of solitude amidst the ever-watchful trees that surrounded their ancestral home.

“Is it really hiding?” Kaia playfully teased, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she observed Edward from beneath the soft, tousled blanket that enveloped them both in their cozy bed. 

“I mean, you’re aware that Sam and Emily’s bond might not be genuine, considering there’s uncertainty about the authenticity of their imprint. In contrast, Jared faces a unique dilemma with two potential imprints—either you or Kim,” Edward remarked thoughtfully, his brow arching in curiosity. 

He glanced at Kaia, who had shifted closer to him on the bed. The soft sheets rustled as she settled beside him. “And let’s not forget that the Spirits have a vested interest in ensuring Jacob assumes his rightful role, which is essential for fostering harmony within the pack.”

Kaia leaned in; her brows furrowed with concern as she spoke to Edward, “I really don’t think Jacob and Bella see themselves as ready for the roles of Alpha and Luna. While most of La Push and Chief Swan might be convinced that they’re suitable candidates, I sense that Jacob and Bella are harbouring doubts. It baffles me, considering that stepping into those positions would grant them the autonomy they’re seeking in this alliance with you and your family. I can’t quite understand why they wouldn’t embrace the opportunity. Just think about it: wouldn’t it be easier for everyone if they took on these responsibilities instead of having to navigate the complexities with Sam and Emily?”

Edward paused to reflect on her words, his mind racing. “You make an excellent point,” he replied thoughtfully.

 “It would indeed be a relief to have a pair like Jacob and Bella who are genuinely willing to collaborate with us rather than only half-heartedly working alongside us. A strong, unified front would certainly make managing our alliances less complicated.”

Kaia sighed, her brows furrowing in thought, “I really want to approach Bella about this, but I can’t shake the feeling that I need to help her understand the root of their fears about taking charge,” she mused, her gaze drifting.

Edward, leaning casually against her, tilted his head and replied, “Perhaps the answer lies within you.” 

Kaia looked up, confusion etched across her features. “Me?”

With a knowing smile, Edward continued, “You’re on the brink of unravelling the mysteries of imprinting. This profound connection—the why and how of it—is still largely enigmatic to everyone, including you. Jacob and Bella may be looking to you for guidance as they navigate this uncharted territory with the Pack and the complexities of imprinting.” 

Kaia felt a spark of realization ignite within her. Pondering the weight of Edward’s words, she considered the path that lay ahead.

“I believe my attention needs to be directed towards T’ashara qulu,” Kaia murmured, her voice soft and distant as she shifted downwards, nestling deeper into the warmth of the sheets. 

Her eyelids fluttered shut, a gentle tranquillity washing over her features. Sitting beside her, Edward instinctively began to rub her back in slow, soothing circles as if trying to lull her into a peaceful slumber in the comfort of his bed. The dim light cast soft shadows across the room. The air was thick with a sense of intimacy and understanding, the weight of her words lingering between them as he focused on her well-being.

“I truly believe the little girl will be perfectly content, and I doubt she would mind entering a world filled with joy,” Edward said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. He settled back into the plush bed beside Kaia, who was drifting into a peaceful slumber.

Kaia stirred slightly, her brow furrowing in confusion. “Why are you being so… kind to me all of a sudden? I thought you couldn’t stand me,” she murmured, her eyes still heavy with sleep but glistening with curiosity.

Edward turned to face her, the dim light casting soft shadows across his features. “I don’t hate you, Kaia. In truth, I never really did,” he replied, his tone almost tender. 

“You frustrate me, yes, but there’s something about you that stirs emotions within me that I’ve never experienced as a human being.” He leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear.

 He carefully pulled the thick, cozy blanket over both of them, enveloping them in a cocoon of warmth as the night wrapped around them like a soft embrace.

Notes:

Please comment and like! And I will try to give another chapter soon.

Chapter 5: Chapter II

Summary:

Addicted:
Physically and mentally dependent on a particular substance and unable to stop taking it without incurring adverse effects.
OR
Enthusiastically devoted to a particular thing or activity.

Notes:

Hints of Kaia's dark past are present, which is my warning to anyone who feels this would trigger them. If this is too close to home, online resources can help.

Bella observed Jake strode restlessly across the spacious room the Cullens had graciously provided for the night. His agitation was palpable, and each step echoed his frustration. He couldn’t shake off the sting of Kim and Emily’s treatment of Kaia; it gnawed at him like an unwelcome intrusion. Bella shared in his turmoil, acutely aware of the silent judgment that hung heavily in the air as the Cullens exchanged disapproving glances at what they perceived as a failure for their supposed Alpha and Beta Females. 

The tension within the pack was tangible, and whispers of doubt swirled around Sam’s leadership after the incident. Jake could feel the others’ unease, and the questioning murmurs grew louder despite their attempts at calm. Sam, however, dismissed the concerns with a wave of his hand, urging everyone to rest and promising that apologies would mend the rift come morning. Yet as Jake continued his restless pacing, Bella knew that the night’s troubles were far from over.

“At least Kaia can count on the unwavering support of the Cullens,” Bella remarked, her voice tinged with admiration and concern. 

The Cullens, a close-knit family of vampires known for their distinctive talents and deep bonds, always rallied behind those in need. Bella couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief knowing that Kaia wasn’t facing her challenges alone, surrounded by the strength and loyalty that defined the Cullen clan.

“While it’s wonderful that she has the support of the Cullens, we are meant to be her true family!” Jacob exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice as he directed his gaze toward Bella, who sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her eyes darting between him and the floor. 

“And what about Sam? How could he just stand by and let two members of our pack... well, attack her like that? Is ‘attack’ really the right word to describe what happened?” His tone was a mixture of anger and disbelief, clearly struggling to process the unfolding situation.

“Perhaps it’s time to take action, Baby Alpha,” Paul suggested, his voice firm yet encouraging as he strode into the cozy guest bedroom with Leah and Caleb. 

The Cullens generously offered Bella and Jacob the room, which was warmly lit and filled with a blend of rustic charm and modern comforts. Soft hues of cream and beige enveloped the walls, while plump cushions and a plush quilt adorned the bed, creating an inviting atmosphere. Bella and Jacob were already there, exchanging glances that hinted at their unspoken worries and hopes.

Bella extended her arms, a warm smile lighting up her face as she welcomed Caleb into her embrace. Just shy of a year and a half, he was a bundle of energy with curious eyes that sparkled with wonder. Leah gently transferred the little one to Bella, her hands lingering momentarily as if to savour the precious bond before letting go. 

“Where are the rest of them?” Jacob inquired, a hint of concern in his voice, as he settled onto the cool wooden floor next to Paul, leaning against the wall with a thoughtful expression. 

Meanwhile, Leah gracefully climbed onto the bed where Bella and Caleb were sitting. Their heads bent together as they shared whispers. The room was filled with a warm glow from the nearby lamp, casting soft shadows that danced across the walls as anticipation hung in the air.

“Kim and Emily are tucked away in a cozy room at the far end of the house, their laughter occasionally breaking the silence. Meanwhile, Jared has teamed up with Embry for patrol duty, flanked by the imposing figure of Emmett, who is stationed on the western perimeter. Over on the La Push side, Seth and Quil diligently watch the territory, ensuring everything stays secure. At the same time, Sam heads east, accompanied by the spirited Pixie Alice and her husband, Jasper, who exude a sense of camaraderie.

To the south, Esme and the strikingly beautiful Rosalie, often called Blondie, are keeping vigil, their presence comforting in the evening air. I think Dr. Carlisle is managing the northern patrol, making sure Edward stays on task; after all, he’s a bit preoccupied in his room with Kaia at the moment,” Paul explained, tossing a cushion playfully at Jacob, who was lounging on the floor beside him, seemingly unfazed by the ongoing conversations. 

At the sound of Edward’s name, Bella sat up, apprehension flashing across her face, “Is he still up there with Kaia?” she asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of suspicion.

“Earlier, I caught snippets of their conversation,” Paul mentioned to Bella, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

 “She was going into detail about the unique bond you share with Jacob, the imprint that’s so pivotal to your connection. It was fascinating to hear her explain how deep and instinctual that relationship can be.”

Leah and Jacob exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes conveying unspoken thoughts, while Paul shot Bella a quizzical look, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Behind Leah and Bella, who were comfortably seated on the bed, Caleb had succumbed to sleep, his head tipped back and his soft breaths creating a gentle rhythm in the tranquil room.

“Bells… I’ve brought this up before, but I need to ask again. Are you feeling jealous right now? Or is this emotion bubbling up inside you something entirely different?” Jacob inquired, his brow furrowed with concern as he searched her eyes for the truth. 

“It’s not jealousy, I swear. It’s just that… Edward has never shown this kind of affection towards me, nor has he ever acted like this with Tanya, at least not based on the stories I’ve heard from Rosie and Alice about their past.” Bella explained, her voice tinged with uncertainty. 

Leah leaned in, her curiosity piqued. “So, how does Edward behave now that’s different?” she asked, seeking to understand the shift in Edward’s demeanour.

Bella inhaled deeply, her expression a mix of frustration and disappointment. “The snarky remarks get to me, but what really stings is his affection toward Kaia. Since she entered his life, Edward has expressed more genuine human emotions than ever during our eight months together. It’s as if he’s transformed completely—” 

“A teenage boy overwhelmed by raging hormones, fixated on the competition presented by his school rival?” Paul interjected, a smirk playing on his lips as he glanced at Bella.

Jacob glared at Paul, his expression darkening as he saw Bella’s gaze drift from the bed to the floor. In that tense moment, the room seemed to hold its breath, the air thick with unspoken emotions, as Bella’s downcast look deepened the shadows around them.

Leah pressed her lips together thoughtfully, her expression a mixture of concern and empathy. “Bella, you need to understand that you can’t compare your connection with Edward to the one Kaia might be developing with him. Think about it—there’s a world of difference between what I experienced with Sam and what he now shares with Emily. Each relationship is uniquely shaped by its circumstances. 

Perhaps Kaia and Edward are simply finding solace in each other as they navigate the painful reality of losing their closest friends. Jared had to step back from Kaia, allowing her the space to heal and rediscover herself, just as you’ve had to distance yourself from Edward to encourage his journey of moving forward. 

We’re witnessing this new bond between them—a friendship that seems to evolve into something deeper. It’s perfectly natural for you to feel that your relationship with Edward didn’t unfold quite the same way, and that’s okay. Every love story carries its narrative, and it’s important to honour your feelings while acknowledging theirs.”

Jacob gazed at her with a mix of understanding and compassion, his voice steady and reassuring. “I know it’s natural to feel that by choosing me, you’re somehow letting go of Edward. It’s perfectly acceptable to mourn the future you once envisioned with him. If you’re willing and feel ready, I encourage you to talk to Edward. It might help you find some closure and peace within yourself.” His words hung in the air, a gentle invitation to confront her emotions and seek clarity.

“Perhaps it would be a good idea to chat with Kaia,” Paul suggested thoughtfully. 

“She might not even realize that she and Edward are caught up in this intricate performance, this back-and-forth dynamic that everyone around them seems to notice. She may be oblivious to how their interactions resemble a carefully choreographed dance, drawing the attention of those observing.”

“Do you honestly believe that Kaia is oblivious to how Edward feels about her?” Bella inquired, her brow furrowing in concern. Glancing at Paul and Jacob, she said, “I’m not sure.” Her voice was heavy with disbelief.

The twilight moon cast a cold golden glow, highlighting the tension in the air as she awaited their responses. Her intuition told her that there was more to the unspoken bond between her friend and boyfriend than met the eye.

Leah observes intently as Paul and Jacob exchange a lingering glance, their eyes locking in a moment thick with unspoken understanding and camaraderie. The subtle shift in their expressions speaks volumes, weaving a silent tapestry of emotions that dance between friendship and unvoiced secrets.

“Kaia… has faced misfortune in her life. Tragically, her mother passed away during childbirth—a poignant moment that defined Kaia’s existence. In her final breaths, she requested that her daughter be named Kaia Celina, honouring both her own identity and that of her mother before her. However, her father, Mr. Smith, is far from the ideal parental figure.” Jacob hesitates as he contemplates the gravity of the situation.

“Mr. Smith isn’t exactly a role model. To put it bluntly, he makes my own father, who may be flawed but at least didn’t resort to the depths of cruelty, seem like a saint. While my dad has his moments of aggression, especially when under the influence, the rumours surrounding Mr. Smith’s treatment of Kaia are far more disturbing. He is said to engage in behaviour that is not only abusive but unfathomably damaging, casting a long shadow over Kaia’s already troubled upbringing.” Paul elaborated, his voice tinged with concern.

“Why hasn’t anyone said anything?” Bella questioned, her brow furrowed in concern as she glanced at Leah, Paul, and Jacob. 

Leah exchanged a knowing glance with Paul and Jacob, a silent conversation passing between them. 

Breaking the tension, Leah sighed softly. “The reason is simple: Kaia refuses to acknowledge anything about her father’s actions—past or present. It’s a heavy secret she carries. Jared is likely the only one who knows the truth, and he and Kaia made a solemn pact to keep it buried, taking it to their graves. It’s as if they’ve locked it away in a vault, and the key is lost forever.”

“Is this related to the identity of the baby’s father?” Bella inquired, her voice barely above a whisper. 

She turned her head slightly, her gaze landing on Caleb, who was still soundly asleep on the bed behind her. His chest rose and fell gently with each breath. Beside him, Leah lay nestled under the soft covers, a peaceful expression on her face. 

“Kaia and Jared are fully aware of the father’s identity of her baby, a secret that weighs heavily on them. They have given their word, a solemn vow that runs deep into their hearts, to take this knowledge to their graves,” Paul stated thoughtfully, his brow furrowed as he contemplated the burden of such a truth.

Carlisle entered the dimly lit room, where the soft glow of a nearby lamp cast gentle shadows on the walls. He found Bella seated on the edge of a worn couch, her expression a mixture of determination and weariness. Leah lounged in a nearby armchair, her sharp gaze flickering towards him, while Paul leaned against the wall, arms crossed and posture relaxed yet alert. Jacob sat on the floor, his large frame resting against the coffee table, a faint smile playing on his lips as he glanced up at Carlisle. 

“Apologies for interrupting your conversation,” Carlisle began, his voice calm and measured.

“Esme and Rosalie are curious if one of you would like to join with them. Meanwhile, the other could join me, Edward.” 

“Sure, Sure. Paul, go with Esme and Rosalie.”

“I’ll be heading out with Carlisle and Edward,” he said with a hint of excitement. 

Bella and Leah exchanged exasperated glances, their eyes rolling in unison at the sight of Paul and Jacob, practically bouncing enthusiastically. The prospect of transforming into their wolf forms for a thrilling vampire-hunting adventure had ignited a spark of reckless excitement. 

“Hey Bells, how about you wake Kaia? She could lend a hand in whipping breakfast,” Jacob suggested.

“Perfect! I’ll head off to find Edward and give Kaia a heads-up that you’d like her in the kitchen,” Carlisle said with a warm smile, his eyes sparkling with urgency.

Carlisle made his way towards Edward’s wing of the house, the soft creak of the floorboards barely breaking the silence. 

As he entered the room, a striking scene unfolded before him. Edward lay on the bed, his eyes shut in a peaceful, almost ethereal glow illuminating his features. Cradled in his embrace was Kaia, her head nestled against the curve of his neck, her dark hair cascading like a silk curtain over his shoulder. The tender tableau exuded warmth and intimacy, a stark contrast to the calm ambiance of the house. Carlisle paused for a moment. 

“Edward,” Carlisle whispered softly, glancing at Kaia, who lay peacefully asleep, her chest rising and falling gently beneath the soft folds of her blanket. 

The dim light filtering through the curtains cast a warm glow on her serene face, accentuating her delicate features and the quiet innocence of her slumber. Carlisle’s expression was filled with concern and care as he watched over her, and he felt a deep sense of responsibility for her well-being.

Edward’s eyes fluttered open, the early light filtering through his window and casting a soft glow across the room. He glanced down to find Kaia peacefully snuggled against him, her breath gentle and rhythmic as it rose and fell against his chest. Edward’s gaze had an undeniable softness, a tenderness that spoke volumes as he admired her serene expression. 

Across the room, Carlisle observed this quiet moment, noting how Edward’s features relaxed into a warm smile, transformed by the simple joy of having Kaia so close, enveloped in the cocoon of their shared tranquillity.

“Jacob and Paul are all set to join us,” Carlisle informed him, a bright smile lighting up his face. 

Edward gently repositioned Kaia back onto her soft pillow, his movements careful and deliberate as he rose from the bed. He tenderly pulled the warm covers up around her, watching fondly as she instinctively curled up and clutched his pillow tightly against her chest as if seeking comfort in his absence.

“Bella has asked Kaia for assistance in preparing breakfast,” Carlisle remarked thoughtfully, observing as Edward gently adjusted Kaia’s position in the cozy bed. 

Edward turned his thoughts back to the previous day when he witnessed the harsh confrontation between Kaia and her so-called friends, Emily and Kim. Their words were sharp and cutting, and they aimed to belittle and hurt Kaia in front of others. It was a moment that lingered in his mind, heavy with the tension and pain of the attack.

In that moment of reflection, he could almost sense the quiet understanding radiating from his adoptive father, Carlisle, as if he could peer directly into Edward’s troubled thoughts. Carlisle’s calm voice echoed Edward’s memory, reminding him, “It will be Leah, Bella, and baby Caleb.”

“I’ll wake her up,” Edward declared softly, glancing down at Kaia, who had nestled herself deeper into the plush comforter, seeking refuge from the world. 

Her tousled hair spilled across the pillow like dark waves, and the early morning sunlight cast a gentle glow on her sleeping form. He could see her eyelids fluttering slightly, caught between dreams and reality, as she instinctively curled into a tighter ball, trying to escape the day that lay ahead.

“Why do these men need to consume such enormous portions?” Kaia exclaimed, perching herself on the cool marble countertop. 

She observed with a mix of curiosity and amusement as Bella and Leah rummaged through the pantry, pulling out an array of ingredients for their morning feast. The warm, golden light of the kitchen illuminated the vibrant colours of fresh fruits and vegetables. At the same time, the enticing aroma of sizzling bacon began to waft through the air, hinting at the hearty breakfast that was about to unfold. 

“Honestly, the boys always talk about how the wolf inside me craves more than usual, but I don’t think my wolf requires this much sustenance,” Leah remarked, her hands busily preparing the ingredients for the smoothies. She carefully selected ripe bananas, plump berries, and creamy yogurt, each vibrant colour contrasting beautifully with the sunlight streaming through the kitchen window. The refreshing aroma filled the air as she blended the fruits, making her wonder how much a wolf truly needs to feel satisfied.

“Is there anything our little one is in the mood for this morning?” Bella inquired gently, her voice warm as she carefully removed the final piece of freshly baked bread from the basket. The golden crust glistened slightly in the soft morning light, and the enticing aroma filled the cozy kitchen, hinting at the comforting breakfast ahead.

Kaia shared that Edward had mentioned he could hear her musings about the irresistible chocolate croissants dusted with a delicate layer of powdered sugar. He described how the thought of those flaky, buttery pastries filled with rich, gooey chocolate lingered in her mind, making her imagination run wild with anticipation of their sweetness.

“Are you telling me that Edward can hear what the baby is thinking?” Bella inquired, her voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. She looked at her incredulously, trying to grasp the reality of such an extraordinary ability and wondering what profound thoughts could be swirling in the mind of the tiny child.

“The baby, even at this early stage of pregnancy, has developed a functioning brain. It’s fascinating to think about how this little life already has preferences, like her undeniable aversion to the taste and aroma of coffee,” Kaia remarked, a playful smile crossing her face as she pondered the unique connection between her and her unborn child.

“Yeah, Caleb was never fond of the aroma or flavour of coffee,” Leah reminisced, her voice tinged with nostalgia. 

“I remember that solitary half-empty cup sitting on the counter, growing cold and untouched, a stark reminder of those mornings when I craved that rich, robust brew but never got the chance to savour it. It was during my pregnancy with Caleb, a time filled with anticipation and little sacrifices, and that coffee—oh, it was like a distant dream I could only watch slip away.”

Leah turned to Bella, her brow arched in a playful expression and nodded toward Kaia, who was perched on the edge of the countertop. Kaia was intently focused, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she methodically crossed items off their breakfast list. The faint sound of a pencil scratching against paper punctuated the morning air. The warm light streaming through the window illuminated her features, casting a soft glow that contrasted with the bustling energy around them.

“Kaia, we’ve been meaning to discuss something important with you regarding Edward…” Bella began, her voice laced with concern. The atmosphere in the room shifted slightly, anticipation hanging in the air. 

“What do you mean? What’s going on with Edward?” Kaia inquired, a hint of worry creeping into her tone as she looked at Bella, her brows furrowed in apprehension.

“Nothing is happening with Edward,” Leah clarified, her voice steady as she looked directly at Kaia. 

“Bella was really trying to say that the focus is on you and Edward.” She leaned in slightly, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity as if she wanted to probe deeper into the unspoken feelings swirling around them.

“Me and Edward?” Kaia furrowed her brow, her nose wrinkling slightly in confusion. 

Leah and Bella exchanged startled glances, their eyes widening in disbelief. Then, a startling realization washed over them: Kaia was utterly unaware that everyone, including the enigmatic Cullens, believed she and Edward were on the brink of a blossoming romance. 

“Kaia, can you help me understand the nature of your relationship with Edward?” Leah inquired, her curiosity evident as she leaned in, her eyes searching Kaia’s for answers. 

“Relationship?” Kaia inquired, her brow furrowing in confusion as she looked around at the expectant faces surrounding her. 

Just last night, as the moonlight spilled softly through her window, Kaia found herself lost in thought, a revelation dawning upon her like the first light of dawn. It struck her suddenly and with surprising clarity: perhaps she didn’t truly detest Edward as she had always believed. Instead, a different emotion flickered within her heart—something deeper, more complicated than mere animosity.

Leah looked thoughtfully at Caleb as she gently spooned oatmeal into his bowl, the warm steam curling up into the air. 

“You know,” she began, her eyes reflecting a hint of curiosity, “there’s this saying about what it feels like to live in that murky grey area when you’re not quite sure if you’re actually in a relationship.” She paused, glancing out the window where the morning sun bathed everything in a golden glow, then turned her gaze back to Caleb, eager to explore the complexities of their connection.

“Surely I would have realized if I was in a relationship,” Kaia said, glancing suspiciously at Leah and Bella. Her brow furrowed with a mix of confusion and curiosity. 

Her voice was laced with a hint of disbelief as she observed her friends exchanging knowing looks, their smiles hinting at secrets unshared. 

“Bella and Jacob were completely unaware that they had actually stepped into a relationship until you brought it to their attention,” Leah remarked, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she turned to Kaia. 

“It was as if they were dancing around their feelings, oblivious to the connection that was blossoming between them. They exchanged playful glances and shared laughter, but it took your insightful observation for them to realize the depth of what they shared.”

“But... but... Edward and I have this playful, snarky banter going on!” Kaia exclaimed, her eyes wide with incredulity. She tossed her hair back, emphasizing the lively spark in her expression.

“You know how we always poke fun at each other? It’s like our own little game—throwing witty jabs and clever comebacks back and forth!”

“Who do you think came to your rescue when Emily practically labelled you a slut?” Bella remarked, her eyebrows raised in disbelief. 

The memory lingered in the air, thick with tension, as she recalled the heated moment when Emily’s cutting words had cut deep, leaving you vulnerable and exposed in the crowded room. Bella’s concern was evident as she highlighted the unexpected support you received amidst the chaos of judgment and gossip swirling around you.

“Edward was simply embodying the qualities of a true gentleman,” Kaia remarked, a hint of admiration in her voice. 

“You have to consider that he grew up in the early 1900s, a time when chivalry was highly esteemed, and manners defined a man’s character.” She paused, picturing the era, with its elegant attire and social conventions emphasizing respect and kindness toward others.

“Kaia… You seem to have overlooked the fact that I was in a relationship with Edward. Reflecting back on those days, it’s hard to recall him ever expressing himself in this manner towards me,” Bella remarked a hint of nostalgia in her voice. 

Memories of her time with Edward flooded her mind—his gentle demeanour, the way his eyes would soften when they spoke, and how he always seemed to know what she needed without her saying a word. These memories starkly contrasted the intensity of the current situation, leaving her with an unsettling mix of emotions.

Kaia shook off the swirling thoughts of her complicated relationship with Edward just as Emily, Kim, Jared, and Sam entered the cozy kitchen, their laughter and energy filling the space. Moments later, Paul, Embry, Quil, and Seth burst through the door, their excitement palpable as they ambled toward the breakfast spread that Kaia, Leah, and Bella had lovingly prepared. 

Jacob arrived next, his presence radiating warmth as he wrapped Bella in one of his signature bear hugs, her laughter mingling with the morning air. The Cullens were the last to arrive, their ethereal grace catching the eye. Jasper and Alice glided over to Bella and Jacob, their smiles brightening the room. At the same time, Esme and Carlisle headed towards Leah, who was busily arranging breakfast platters for a hungry Seth. Rosalie and Emmett gravitated towards baby Caleb, perched in his high chair, his cherubic face smeared with food remnants.

Suddenly, the lively chatter fell silent as all eyes turned to Edward. He walked past Bella, his gaze set steadily on Kaia, perched on the countertop near the window, indulging in another flaky chocolate croissant. He prepared a cup of iced green tea for her with a familiar tenderness, infusing it with a refreshing strawberry acai base—a special treat Esme had discovered, knowing well how much Kaia adored it. He added three generous spoonfuls of brown sugar, the warm sweetness balancing the tartness of the drink.

Jared watched in astonishment, having been the only one to learn Kaia’s unique preference for tea. The atmosphere brimmed with unspoken words and lingering glances and each person was drawn into the intimate moment unfolding in their midst. 

“Thank you,” Kaia whispered softly to Edward, her voice barely rising above the gentle hum of conversation around them. She glanced out the window where the sunlight streamed in, illuminating specks of dust dancing in the air.

 “They brewed a fresh pot of coffee,” she continued, her brow slightly furrowed as she watched her friend sip from a mug. 

“But I don’t believe q’wiye’k sa’k’wa is particularly fond of coffee. That’s probably why I’m sitting by the window, trying to let the light in and keep the aroma at bay.” 

“Who brewed the coffee?” Edward inquired his brow slightly. 

“It really doesn’t matter right now, Edward,” Kaia said, her voice steady but laced with apprehension. She took a step closer, her brow furrowing with concern. 

“Please, just don’t do this. I’m still processing everything that happened last night, and I can’t endure another scene like that.” She looked into his eyes, searching for understanding, hoping he could see the weight of her words.

“So, Kaia, how did you sleep last night?” Alice inquired, her voice filled with genuine curiosity. She leaned in slightly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she awaited her friend’s response. The morning sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on Kaia’s sleepy features, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, creating a cozy atmosphere that invited sharing.

The group shifted their focus to Edward, who stood beside Kaia, gracefully perched on the countertop by the sunlit window. The golden light danced around her, glowing warmly on her features. With her keen intuition, Alice recalled the vision that flashed through her mind—a tender moment where Edward was curled up with Kaia in the sanctuary of his room, wrapped in a blanket of warmth and affection. That serene scene lingered until Carlisle’s voice broke the serenity, a gentle reminder of Edward’s responsibilities awaiting him on the night’s patrol.

“Fine,” Kaia replied, shaking her head slightly as she placed her cup on the countertop beside her. 

“Just fine?” Alice inquired, raising an eyebrow with curiosity.

Kaia took a slow sip of her tea, the coldness spreading through her fingers, and then continued, “It was more peaceful than what I’m used to—especially compared to the usual chaos. The only other time I feel this calm is when I’m at Cameron’s house.”

“Why are you directing that question towards me?” Kaia inquired, her brow furrowing slightly as she crossed her arms. 

“Kaia… I have a feeling Alice caught a glimpse of it in one of her visions,” Bella inquired, trying to hold back a smile as she hid behind Jacob, who was chuckling in amusement at the situation. 

Kaia furrowed her brow as she glanced up at Edward, who was focusing intently, furrowing his brow in concentration as he attempted to delve into Alice’s thoughts. “So, you’re telling me that Alice knows everything I mentioned regarding the imprinting phenomenon and how it intertwines with Jacob and Bella’s complicated relationship?” 

“I genuinely don’t think that anyone here is interpreting our discussion in that manner or implying it’s centred on that topic,” Edward remarked, his brow slightly furrowed in concentration.

 “I believe they are actually addressing the sleeping arrangement, particularly the part where you seemed to be crowding me about it.”

“ME CROWDING YOU! Absolutely not, my mate! It was definitely you who was crowding me!” Kaia shot back, her eyes widening with disbelief as she refuted his claim.

“Why did you start this?” Roslise mumbled to Alice. 

“Children, let’s shift our focus to something more joyful,” Esme suggested, her patience wearing thin as she listened to Kaia and Edward’s ongoing bickering. 

“How about we brainstorm some baby names for Kaia’s little girl? I think celebrating this exciting new chapter would be a delightful way.” Her voice carried an inviting warmth, hoping to ease the tension in the room and spark a more uplifting conversation.

Kaia cast a sidelong glance at Edward, whose intense gaze pierced through her like a sharpened blade, filled with unspoken animosity.

“I was under the impression that we had already settled on a name,” Jared remarked, his brow furrowing in confusion as he glanced around the room, where the faint hum of conversation filled the air. 

Edward’s gaze pivoted sharply towards Jared, who was perched comfortably at the breakfast bar, just a stone’s throw from the spacious family room. Morning light streamed in through the windows, casting a warm glow that highlighted the space’s casual elegance and accentuated the tension that hung in the air between them.

Leah and Bella exchanged a meaningful glance, their eyes flitting toward Kaia, who appeared captivated by her glass of iced tea, glistening like a jewel in the sunlight. Meanwhile, Jared and Edward engaged in a heated debate, their voices rising as they clashed over the unsettling fact that Kaia had chosen a name for the baby with Jared. This left Edward feeling sidelined and frustrated.

“Nukw, remember our conversations about potential names for our future child?” Kaia began her tone a mixture of nostalgia and concern. 

“I’ve been thinking it over, and I really believe we should steer clear of those names we discussed. It just doesn’t feel right to me. I think it would be best if you didn’t consider using those names with her.” Her voice was soft yet firm, reflecting her deep consideration of how a name might shape her daughter’s identity. 

Paul leaned in, his curiosity piqued. “What were the names of the girls you both had?” The question hung in the air, reflecting his desire to understand the dynamics of their friendship and the connections they shared.

“Mansi and Lila,” Jared announced enthusiastically, glancing at Kaia, who nodded in agreement and smiled encouragingly. 

Edward glanced over at Kaia, who sat quietly, her gaze fixed on the cup of tea cradled in her hands. The delicate aroma filled the air, yet it seemed to do little to lift the cloud of hesitation hanging over her. “Are you truly certain you don’t want to consider those names?” he urged gently, his voice a mix of encouragement and curiosity. 

“Mansi and Lila are not just beautiful names; they carry a certain elegance and charm that mirrors the spirit of what we hope for. Think of the way Mansi dances off the tongue and how Lila evokes the imagery of vibrant blossoms in spring.” His eyes sparkled with sincerity, hoping to inspire her to embrace the possibilities.

Sam observes Kaia as she laughs and engages with Edward, her eyes sparkling with joy, illuminating the space around them. He watches her again as she shares a tender moment with Jared, her radiant and infectious smile casting a warm glow that envelops them both. She clearly holds a connection to each man, a magnetic pull that leaves Sam pondering the depths of her heart. He struggles inwardly, trying to decipher the enigma of Kaia’s true soulmate.

In the depths of his contemplation, Sam reflects on the harshness of life that has shaped Kaia’s journey. He knows well her struggles, the weight of her past pressing down on her like a shadow. Yet amidst it all, her baby is a radiant beacon of hope, a blessing bestowed by their ancestors. It symbolizes a promise of a brighter tomorrow and the potential for Kaia to rise above her circumstances, steering her toward a life filled with love and abundance.

“We have a reliable resource who might be able to investigate whether she has used either of these names,” Embry said, gesturing towards Alice with a sense of certainty in his voice.

“Mmm… Rosie isn’t using the names Mansi or Lila for the baby,” Alice mused thoughtfully as she tilted her head to one side, a glimmer of curiosity in her eyes. 

The air was filled with a sense of anticipation as she pondered the possibilities. After a moment, she added, “I can’t shake the feeling that she might go for something like Lizzie or maybe even Mini Cam…” Alice’s voice trailed off, her expression reflecting the charm and warmth of familial hopes for the little one.

“Mini Cam?” Kaia inquired, her brows furrowing in confusion as she turned to face Jared, who was leaning casually against the wall. 

“Why does that name stick to you?” Rosie interjected, curiosity sparking in her eyes. 

“It’s a nickname Jared picked up during soccer and football seasons,” Paul explained, a smirk playing on his lips. “He was the smallest player on the team, but his skills were anything but tiny.”

“Edward, isn’t your mother’s name Elizabeth?” Bella suddenly inquired, her curiosity piqued as she glanced at him quizzically. 

Kim began, her voice warm with familiarity, “One of the most endearing nicknames for Elizabeth is Lizzie. It’s playful and has a charming ring to it, capturing both the elegance of the original name and a lighter, more approachable vibe. It’s often used affectionately by friends and family, evoking a sense of closeness and warmth.”

Kaia nestled her forehead against Edward’s back, feeling his solid steadiness as he stood before her, towering slightly while she remained perched on the cool countertop by the window. The soft light of the morning sun streamed in, casting delicate patterns on the kitchen floor. Her voice was barely above a whisper, a breathy murmur that seemed to hang in the air, “Would you be alright if I used your mother’s name?” She knew he could hear her, his vampire senses attuned to even the faintest sounds. As she spoke, a hint of uncertainty flickered through her, aware of the weight of the question she was asking, and she hoped her closeness would offer some comfort to the moment.

Edward leaned slightly closer, his curiosity evident in his bright golden eyes. With a hint of a smile playing on his lips, he posed the question, ‘What do you think about the name Elizabeth? Does it resonate with you in any way?”

Kaia’s heart was heavy with uncertainty, a weight that seemed to echo in the bustling kitchen around her. The conversations flowed like the fragrant steam rising from the pots, yet she felt utterly disconnected, lost in a swirl of conflicting emotions about the baby. Questions swirled relentlessly in her mind: Where would the little one sleep? Would her father still welcome her home under such changing circumstances? The thought of facing him sent shivers down her spine, especially with her birthday looming just around the corner.

She had initially envisioned moving into the Camerons’ warm and welcoming abode, excited by the prospect of living with Jared and his family. But now, with Kim’s unexpected emergence as Jared’s imprint, those plans lay in ruins, scattered like leaves caught in a gusting wind. 

For now, Kaia found refuge among the serene yet unfamiliar walls of the Cullens’ home. It was a sanctuary shrouded in mystery and calm, yet she felt like a ghost haunting the hallways, terrified to return to the tumult of her family life. Each passing moment dripped with anxiety as she remained cloistered away, unsure of what awaited her outside—particularly the mood of her father, whose unpredictable temperament loomed like a storm cloud over her thoughts.

“Kai, what’s on your mind?” Jared asked. 

“My birthday,” Kaia said, a wistful expression crossing her face as she glanced at Jared. 

He could see the shadows of worry lurking in her eyes, knowing all too well the emotional turmoil she faced as her special day approached. The pressure of past disappointments and the weight of memories loomed large, making her birthday less of a celebration and more of a reminder of all that had gone wrong in the days leading up to it. Jared felt a heavy ache for her, wishing he could lift the burden that suffocated her joy.

“Birthday!” Alice exclaimed with bright eyes and a beaming smile, her excitement bubbling over. 

“When is your birthday?” Sam asked. 

Kaia stood in momentary shock as Sam’s voice pierced the heavy silence, asking an unexpected question. The surprise coursed through her, and a flicker of disbelief ignited in her chest. 

“November 30 is just three days away from today,” Kaia stated, her expression with anticipation.

“I have just three days to assemble a special celebration for her!” Alice exclaimed, her eyes widening with urgency. 

Jared exchanged a fleeting glance with Kaia; concern etched across his face. He understood all too well that her birthdays slipped by like shadows—unnoticed and uncelebrated. The weight of that realization settled heavily in his chest. He knew there was no way he could coax her out of her house on a day that should have been filled with laughter, cake, and bright balloons.

Jasper sat silently, the moment’s weight hanging heavily in the air around him. As soon as Kaia and Jared mentioned Kaia’s birthday, he could feel the tension radiating from them. Their unease wrapped around him like a thick fog, intensifying with each word spoken about the party planned to celebrate her special day.

Bella could feel Jared’s anxiety radiating. His brow furrowed with concern, and the weight of unspoken worries lingered in the air around them. She couldn’t shake her nagging suspicions about the tales Leah, Paul, and Jacob had whispered in the stillness of the morning. The echoes of their stories danced in her mind.

“Speaking of heading back to home… Nukw? Are you planning to give me a ride, or will one of the guys take me home?” Kaia asked, her voice laced with curiosity as she playfully nudged Edward, urging him to step aside. 

She carefully balanced herself on the edge of the countertop, her heart racing slightly as she prepared to hop down. 

Edward carefully lifted Kaia from the sleek, polished countertop, his hands steady yet gentle. As he set her on her feet, he could feel her heart pounding like a drum in her chest, a wild rhythm that echoed the moment’s thrill. 

Jared glanced across the room at Kaia, his expression morphing into sheer horror at the mere thought of her returning to her father. The intensity of his concern was palpable, a stark contrast to the usual bustle of the kitchen. Every eye fell on him, the sharp moment of silence hanging heavily as the weight of his fear filled the air.

Jared’s voice was low and dangerously intense as he glared at her. “There is absolutely no way in hell that I’m taking you home, or you’re going home,” he stated firmly, his eyes narrowed with resolve. The tension between them hung thick in the air, and his fists clenched at his sides, betraying the simmering frustration beneath the surface.

Notes:

Let me know if there is anyone's history or of the Quileute history you want me to touch upon!

Chapter 6: Chapter III

Summary:

Battlefield:
The piece of ground on which a battle is or was fought.

Notes:

Kaia's dark past is present, which is my warning to anyone who feels this would trigger them. If this is too close to home, online resources can help.

Jared felt a primal surge within him as Kaia’s words echoed in the air: She was heading back home. His fists tightened instinctively, and a low growl rumbled deep in his chest. His body trembled with the urgent need to unleash his wolf. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Edward, desperately trying to coax Kaia to stay, but she was a blur of motion, darting past the clumsy attempts of both vampires and fellow wolves alike.

 With gentle yet firm insistence, her soft hand pushed him toward the glass door leading to the backyard, the cool breeze beckoning him outside.

Kaia’s voice broke through his turmoil, reminding them that, like Jacob, he hailed from the Black Bloodline and was endowed with fierce control over his wolf. One final determined push against his chest sent him over the edge, and without hesitation, Jared felt the transformation take hold as he phased into this wolf’s powerful form.

The sight that met Kaia’s eyes was anything but surprising. The massive figure of Jared’s wolf emerged, a stunning blend of rich browns with darker undertones as if he were a living shadow of the forest itself. She had understood the risks of provoking him, yet they both recognized that her father’s watchful gaze could no longer be evaded. 

As she gazed at the formidable Wolfy Jay, she called him closer, knowing he needed to catch her scent and get acquainted with the unmistakable presence of her baby bump. She reassured him of her safety.

The air crackled with energy as she sensed the others approaching. Their shock was noticeable as they witnessed Kaia’s calm acceptance of the glorious creature trotting gracefully around her. 

She spoke softly to Wolfy Jay, her voice a soothing balm amid the rising tension. She promised him she had to leave but that he was welcome to accompany her. The moment hung delicately in the balance, charged with their unspoken connection—the instinctual bond of protector and beloved, woven together by the shared understanding of loyalty and love.

Sam stood beneath the sprawling branches of the old oak; his brow furrowed in confusion as he strained to comprehend the strange silence surrounding him. Jared’s wolf thoughts, usually a cacophony of instinctual whispers and primal emotions, eluded him. It was a jarring disconnect, especially knowing that Kaia was deliberately shielding her own thoughts from everyone like a fortress with impenetrable walls. 

Sam’s gaze was drawn to the mesmerizing scene unfolding in the backyard. In the dappled sunlight, Kaia stood in a calm mood, her presence weaving through the chaos of Jared’s restless wolf. 

She was calm in the storm, soothing his raging spirit with an effortless grace that reminded Sam of Bella’s gentle touch on Jacob’s wolf. It was easy to see how Leah could wield a similar influence over his own wolf with her fierce determination, yet this situation felt off. 

Kaia was not Jared’s imprint; she should have sparked a fire of agitation within him, not quelled it like a skilled sorceress taming a wild beast. Something about the way she moved, calm and collected, in the midst of chaos didn’t make sense to Sam. It was as if the very essence of her being contradicted the instinctual dynamics of wolf and imprint, leaving him bewildered and questioning everything he thought he knew.

“Are we going to stop Kaia from being around Jared in wolf form?” Emily finally asked the group. 

The Cullens—Carlisle, Edward, Esme, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and Alice—watched with deep concern as Kaia stood near Jared, whose anger radiated like heat from a simmering flame. Despite their apprehension, they understood that Kaia was best equipped to handle the situation, especially given that it unfolded in the middle of their lush, sprawling backyard, where the gentle rustle of leaves contrasted sharply with the tension in the air. 

Meanwhile, Leah, Seth, Bella, Jacob, Paul, Quil, and Embry remained relatively unfazed. They had witnessed Kaia’s remarkable ability to calm Jared’s raging wolf before. They observed her interactions with casual confidence, knowing that she possessed a unique gift for soothing even the fiercest tempers. 

As the sun cast long shadows across the grass, the atmosphere was thick with both anxiety and a hint of hope, balancing on the edge of Kaia’s unyielding resolve.

“I perceive no risk in this situation…” Carlisle began, his voice steady and reassuring as he gazed into the distance. 

“Kaia is not in any jeopardy…” Jacob interjected, his brow slightly furrowed. He emphasized his conviction with a firm nod and held Kaia’s gaze, radiating a protective warmth.

Leah couldn’t help but throw a jab as she remarked, “It looks like Jared’s wolf prefers to spend his time with Kaia instead of Kim.”

“Leah!” Sam and Emily yelled. 

Leah crossed her arms, an incredulous look on her face. “Seriously? You can’t honestly tell me that it’s not wiser to let Kaia handle Jared’s wolf situation rather than putting the burden on the rest of us. You allowed Bella to take on Jacob’s wolf when he was in a similar state!”

“What?” Alice and Edward said. 

Bella felt a sharp pang of hurt as she glanced at Alice and Edward, their faces reflecting a deep sense of betrayal. 

“This situation is completely different. Kaia does not hold the same connection to Jared as Kim does; Kim is the one who truly is his imprint. Similarly, Bella is Jacob’s imprint, which grants her a unique and significant role in assisting him,” Sam elaborated, his voice steady as he clarified the intricate web of connections among them.

“Wolfy Jay, go on and run it out,” Kaia instructed with a confident tone, her voice carrying an air of authority. 

The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden hue over the Cullen’s property, and the soft rustle of leaves added to the tranquil ambiance. They all watched as Jared’s wolf, a magnificent creature with sleek fur that shimmered in the fading light, responded promptly to her command. 

With a mighty leap, he surged into the dense, green woods surrounding the house, the sound of his paws thudding against the ground, quickly fading into the distance. Kaia glanced at her watch, reminding herself they had only half an hour before someone else would come to take her home. She felt a mix of concern and anticipation as she waited for Wolfy Jay to return.

“How did you manage that?” Rosie inquired, her eyes wide with disbelief as she turned to Kaia. 

Throughout the intense moment when Jared transformed into a wolf—his muscles rippling and a deep growl escaping his lips—Rosie had remained silent, her mind racing in fear and awe. They had all followed Jared into the sunlit backyard, uncertainty thick in the air.

 But now, as she witnessed Kaia standing calmly, a confident presence amidst the chaos, effortlessly commanding Jared’s feral instincts, a mix of admiration and confusion flooded Rosie’s thoughts. The way Kaia’s gaze seemed to pierce through the wildness, grounding Jared’s wolf-like steady anchor, left Rosie craving answers.

“His wolf has taken a liking to me?” Kaia remarked, her tone light and teasing as she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly.

The gesture was casual as if the notion were as clear as day. She effortlessly dismissed any surprise that might have accompanied such a peculiar bond. The playful glimmer in her eyes hinted at an unspoken connection with the creature, revealing a sense of confidence and assurance in her charm.

“Tell me, what is it that the big, bad wolf dislikes, Kim?” Emmett inquired, a playful glint in his eye.

Kaia stood still, her gaze fixed on the group before her, a knot of uncertainty tightening in her stomach. Their expectant eyes bore into her, demanding anything about Jared and the enigmatic wolf that had silently loomed over their conversations.

“I’m not entirely sure; that’s really a question for Jared since it’s his wolf,” Kaia replied confidently, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. 

“I can tell you that his wolf seems to have taken quite a liking to me.” She gestured lightly with her hands. 

Edward probed, his voice hinting at skepticism. “So, you genuinely feel secure when you’re with Jared, especially when he transforms into his wolf form?” His eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting both concern and curiosity as he studied the nuances of the situation.

“What a ridiculous question to ask!” Kaia exclaimed, her voice laced with disbelief. Glancing back at the person, her eyes sparkled with a mix of frustration and amusement.

 “Jared, in his human form or as a wolf, would never pose a threat to me. If anything, he’s my fiercest protector, always standing guard over me like a loyal guardian. I feel safe with him, whether he’s at my side or roaming the woods in his wolf form.” With a huff, she turned on her heel and strode confidently towards the welcoming entrance of the house, her heart still racing from the earlier conversation.

“Is this a typical reaction for someone who isn’t the chosen mate of a wolf?” Jasper finally inquired, his brow furrowed with concern as he watched Kaia storm into the house, her dark hair billowing behind her like a tempest. 

Quil paused, a thoughtful look crossing his face as he considered the complexity of the subject. “No, it’s not exactly that simple,” he began, his voice steady yet reflective. 

“But then again, we really don’t know a lot about the complications of imprinting. Little hasn’t been written about it in stories, and few have lived long enough to witness it firsthand.” He glanced around, expecting some hidden wisdom to unveil itself in the silence; his brow furrowed in contemplation.

Kaia sat quietly on the polished glass stairs of the Cullen household. Her gaze focused on the sprawling forest bordering the property, where she had last seen Jared dash into the thicket. The room around her was filled with uneasy tension. The Cullens and the Pack exchanged glances, their worry palpable in the air. 

With a composed manner that belied the tense atmosphere, Kaia reached into her bag and pulled out a book, its cover glowing softly in the ambient light. Edward leaned in closer, recognizing the title Sweet Magnolias: Stealing Home by Sherryl Woods. As he glanced at the pages, he couldn’t help but marvel at her apparent calmness, so striking against the backdrop of their collective concern. 

It had been twenty long minutes since Jared had transformed and vanished into the depths of the woods, yet Kaia remained unfazed, her fingers gently flipping through the pages of the novel. The rest of the group exchanged worried looks, torn between their instinctive fear for Jared’s safety and their admiration for Kaia’s serene confidence. Each tick of the clock seemed to echo in the silence, a reminder of the unpredictable nature of the wild and the bonds that tethered them to one another.

“Kaia, aren’t you concerned that Jared might not return?” Quil asked, his brow furrowed with worry as he leaned against the doorframe. 

“No,” Kaia replied softly, her eyes still glued to the pages of her well-worn novel. She was utterly engrossed in the story. 

The faint rustle of the pages turning was the only sound in the otherwise quiet room as she remained oblivious to Quil’s anxious expression.

“Why?” Rosie asked, her eyes wide with curiosity and her brow slightly furrowed in anticipation. 

“He would never allow me to go home by myself, especially when he was aware of the circumstances I’d be facing. His protective nature meant he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving me vulnerable in anyone else’s hands, especially not with the unpredictable mood I encountered.” Kaia said, her voice laced with a mix of gratitude and frustration.

“Besides, he only has five minutes left,” Kaia added, glancing at the clock on the wall, its hands ticking closer to the deadline. 

“And you truly believe he will come to take you home?” Kim inquired, her brow furrowing with curiosity. 

Kaia paused, carefully placing her finger on the page of her novel to mark her place before turning to face Kim. She was perched on the sleek, glass staircase that hugged the entrance, sunlight streaming through the large windows and casting a warm glow around her. 

With a soft smile, she replied, “Absolutely. How could I not? Don’t you feel the same?”

“Jared is the one person in my life who has consistently stood by me, never hesitating, even in the face of order or demands from others,” Kaia reflected, her eyes drifting back to the pages of her novel.

Paul furrows his brow, glancing at Sam, Kim, and Emily as they huddle. “I can’t help but wonder who she’s referring to,” he mutters, intrigued by the tension in their conversation. The trio had passionately urged Jared to sever his close ties with Kaia. 

Jared strolled into the living room, his bare feet padding softly on the cool floor. The afternoon sunlight cast a warm glow on his sun-kissed skin. He wore casual shorts that hinted at his athletic build and was shirtless, exuding an easy confidence. Kaia sat gracefully on the glass stairs by the front door, her focus seemingly locked on the novel as she ignored the lively banter surrounding her. 

Edward couldn’t help but smirk at the sight; Jared, the usually devoted boyfriend, had completely bypassed his imprint, Kim, drawn magnetically instead to Kaia. The murmurs of doubt regarding Jared’s loyalty had fallen on deaf ears, and Kaia remained blissfully aloof in her disinterest.

“Snikw’uk (kitten), are you all set to leave?” Jared asked, his voice laced with concern as he turned to Kaia.

Jared’s mind was clouded with frustration. He couldn’t shake the disappointment he felt over Kaia’s insistence on returning home instead of staying with the Cullens, who had offered her a sanctuary filled with warmth and safety. He hoped she would reconsider, knowing how much the bond she formed with the Cullens.

“Absolutely, it seems we all tend to linger a bit longer than necessary. I can see how Esme and Carlisle genuinely appreciated having the entire Pack gathered under one roof, relishing the warmth and comfort of our togetherness. However, I have a strong suspicion that Rose, Emmett, Alice, Jasper, and Edward have started to crave a bit of respite from the unmistakable, earthy scent of wolves that fills the air around here,” Kaia playfully remarked, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Jake, could you do me a favour and give Kim a ride home?” Jared asked, glancing back at his friend as he carefully assisted Kaia down from the sleek, transparent glass staircase. 

Kim couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointment wash over her as she watched Jared prepare to leave without her. He was heading out to drop off Kaia, and she had hoped to accompany him. With a sigh, she turned to Jared, crossing her arms in frustration. 

“I guess I’ll just ride with Emily then,” she remarked, her tone laced with sarcasm. 

“Since you seem so busy that you can’t be bothered for your imprint, it looks like I’ll have to find my own way.” The hurt in her voice was unmistakable, reflecting her longing for their time together.

The truck hummed quietly down the winding road from Cullen’s estate, the canyon of trees wrapping around them like a green embrace. Jared gripped the steering wheel of his 2009 Nissan Frontier, his knuckles pale against the dark fabric. His thoughts were a chaotic storm, raging against the very idea of returning Kaia to her father’s house, where he felt she would be anything but safe.

Kaia sat beside him, her eyes closed, and her head tilted slightly towards the window. The cool air from the crack in Jared’s window brushed against her skin, ruffling the soft strands of her hair. She had always loved how the wind felt, a gentle caress that whispered freedom, but today, it felt like a balm on the heaviness that weighed on both of them.

“I’m sorry,” she said softly, breaking the silence. Jared’s gaze flickered to her, the sorrow in her voice drawing his focus away from the road.

 “I know Kim is angry at you…I can feel it. I know it’s hurting you.”

Pain flooded Jared’s chest as he remembered Kim’s icy demeanour and how her disappointment had marred their last meeting like a dark cloud. She was his imprint, the one who should have held his heart completely, yet here was Kaia, a light in the darkest corners of his thoughts, pulling him in ways he never anticipated. 

“It’s not your fault, Snikw’uk,” he replied, his voice heavier than he intended.

 “This is just... complicated.”

Kaia opened her eyes, and he caught the glimmer of concern that reflected back at him. “But you’re still hurting because of it.” Her honesty sliced through his defences, making him feel exposed. 

“I don’t want you to feel like you have to choose between us. I care about you, Jared.”

His grip tightened on the wheel as the trees blurred past, the rhythmic thud of the tires on the pavement creating a steady backdrop to their unfolding emotions. “It’s not about choosing,” he breathed, frustration spilling over. 

“It’s about keeping you safe. That’s all that matters to me right now.” The words felt both empowering and restricting, a battle between instinct and affection.

“But keeping me safe won’t make Kim feel any better,” she said softly, her tone unwavering.

 “I don’t want you to feel like you’re losing me or anything else because of this.” 

Jared took a deep breath. She had a way of cutting through his turmoil like a knife through the fog, leaving him disoriented. As the sunlight flickered through the trees, the shadows danced across his dashboard, and he could almost feel the tension booming within him, slowly melting into the air. 

“You know what feels worse?” he countered, lowering his voice. 

“Knowing that you’re placing yourself back in the danger zone while I can’t do anything about it.” The hurt clung to the words, laced with frustration and protectiveness. 

Kaia shifted slightly in her seat, reaching out until her fingers brushed against his forearm in a gentle, grounding gesture. It felt electric, and he instinctively leaned into her touch. 

“You can’t always be my protector, Jared. Sometimes, I need to stand on my own two feet—even if it’s next to or without you.” 

Jared stole a glance at her, a breath hitching in his chest at the fierce determination that sparkled in her eyes. He admired that strength, even if it terrified him. “But you don’t understand…if something were to happen to you…” His voice faltered under the weight of fear.

“Jared,” she urged, her gaze steady and soft. 

“You’re always going to worry, and I respect that. But I want you to know that I trust you. Just like I trust myself, if I didn’t feel safe leaving the Cullens, I wouldn’t ask you to take me home.” 

The hint of resolve in her tone collided with his protective instincts, and the battle raged inside him—a conflict between his heart and his head. Leaning back in the seat, he exhaled a defeated breath, letting the tension seep from his shoulders. “Yeah, but you know your father…” 

“I know,” she interjected, her voice barely above a whisper. “But together, we can handle this. I’ve faced this before, and I’m still here.” 

The silence stretched between them as he pondered her words. He wanted to unleash the tempest of his thoughts, to vocalize every ounce of fear that clouded his mind, but beneath it all; he recognized her strength. The very thing that made her resilient also made her an undeniable force in his life. 

He turned his gaze back to the road, the trees blurring into a seamless tapestry of green and light. “Okay,” he said finally, uncertainty lacing the word.

 “Let’s just get you home…for now.”

Kaia smiled, a soft light illuminating her face as the tension in the truck began to ease. “Thank you,” she murmured, and he could see the trust reflected in her eyes. It sparked something inside him, a flicker of hope amid the chaos.

They drove in companionable silence for a while longer. Jared’s 2009 Nissan Frontier engine hummed steadily, comforting against the quiet evening’s backdrop. Kaia glanced at Jared, her curiosity piqued. “So, what’s up with your family? How are your parents handling everything?” 

Jared sighed, his grip on the steering wheel tightening slightly. “They miss you, especially my mom. She’s a little stuck on the whole thing with Kim, though. Can’t say she’s warming up to her at all.” His voice had a trace of frustration that he couldn’t quite hide.

Kaia frowned, noting the tension in his tone. “What about your sister? Is she still home?”

“Yeah, she’s back with her husband for a bit,” Jared replied, glancing at her before focusing back on the road. “She’s been asking about you, actually. Wants to see you when we get back.”

Kaia’s expression shifted as she considered that. “It sounds like things are… complicated. It doesn’t seem like our friends are warming up to Kim either.” 

Jared nodded, the weight of it all hanging heavily between them. “Not really,” he admitted. 

“It’s hard when everyone has their own opinions. They’re still adjusting to the idea of her being in the DD group.” 

“Have you had a chance to talk to Kim’s family and friends?” Kaia ventured gently. 

“Do they support her? It just seems like she’s lacking... something, you know?” 

Jared chuckled dryly, shaking his head. “Honestly? I don’t know. I think there’s been some tension. It’s like everyone’s waiting for something to happen, but I haven’t done much to get their approval. How do you even begin to approach that kind of conversation?” 

Kaia pondered this for a moment, a contemplative look crossing her face. “Maybe it’s something you need to consider? If Kim is supposed to be a big part of your life, shouldn’t her family be on board?”

“Yeah, I guess...” Jared said, his brows furrowing in thought. 

“It’s tricky. I just want to make sure everyone feels connected, but it feels like the support isn’t really there yet.” 

Kaia reached out instinctively, placing a comforting hand on his forearm. “Just take it one step at a time. You and Kim deserve to figure this out together, and having her family’s backing would really help things.” 

Jared seemed to take a deep breath, the tension in his shoulders easing just a bit. “Yeah, I know you’re right. I just wish it didn’t feel so… complicated.” 

As they drove down the winding road toward Kaia’s house, the autumn sun casting a warm glow on the landscape, Jared’s mind raced. A nagging thought clawed at him—he had yet to ask her about Edward. The name hung heavy in the air between them, a spectre that neither had fully acknowledged.

Kaia sat beside him in the passenger seat of the 2009 Nissan Frontier, her gaze fixed on the window. A smile crept across her face as she watched leaves spiral gracefully to the ground, the vibrant hues of orange and gold painting the world outside. It was peaceful, but Jared felt the tension simmering beneath the surface.

“Hey, Kaia,” he ventured cautiously, glancing over at her. 

“What about Edward Cullen?”

Her smile faded, replaced by a flicker of irritation that quickly extinguished in favour of indifference. 

“Ugh, not this again,” she sighed, shaking her head. 

“I’m so over everyone thinking Edward and I are some kind of item.”

Jared felt a tightness in his chest at her words, but he couldn’t let it stop him. “But time morning… you said he was sweet and gentle with you.”

“He was,” she admitted, her voice softer now, “and he did hold me gently while I explained imprinting. It was nice, but…” Her voice trailed off as if she were wrestling with thoughts that pressed too hard to reveal.

“But?” Jared urged, his heart racing. Was there still a part of her that felt for Edward? The warmth that had come from her recounting those moments made him uneasy.

“But honestly, it made me realize something important, Jared,” Kaia continued. “I care about Edward, and I think he’s a good guy, but he’s still hung up on Bella. A part of me feels for him, especially knowing he’s pining for someone who’s chosen someone else.” 

So, she recognized it. Jared’s gut churned with frustration and fear. “Do you think he’ll ever move on?” he asked quietly, his voice strained.

“It’s complicated. I know people want to believe there’s something between us, but in my heart, I see Jacob and Bella as the pair meant to be. Edward just seems… lost. I want to help him, but I can’t be the one to fix him.” 

Jared felt a rush of protective anger. Part of him was upset that she would even want to fix someone like Edward, a leech who had made Bella cry a lifetime ago.

 “Kaia, you deserve someone who will choose you wholeheartedly, not someone who’s still clinging to the past,” he said, the words tumbling out of him.

Her eyes met his, deep and steady. “And I think Edward deserves a chance to heal, too. But that doesn’t mean I want to date him or encourage anything.”

Jared nodded, but uncertainty gnawed at him. He couldn’t shake the image of Kaia standing beside the vampire, feeling the coldness of his arms around her, and it ignited a fierce protectiveness within him. 

“What if it doesn’t end there?” he pressed, the possibility of losing her twisting painfully in his chest. 

“What if he tries to win you over?”

She sighed, leaning back in her seat as they approached her house. “I care about you, Jared. I do. But Edward is… well, he’s still Edward. Complicated doesn’t even begin to describe it.”

He clenched the steering wheel, the taste of jealousy bitter on his tongue. “Just be careful, okay? I can’t help but worry.”

Kaia reached over and placed a reassuring hand on his forearm, grounding him amidst the turmoil. 

“You don’t need to worry. I’ll always choose you.” The sincerity in her voice made Jared’s heart leap, yet the cloud of uncertainty lingered.

With a radiant smile that lit up her entire face, Kaia turned to Jared and said, “You’re truly my best friend in the whole world.” Her eyes sparkled with warmth and affection; Jared felt a pang in his chest. 

As they pulled into her driveway, crunching leaves under the tires, a part of him wished the conversation had gone differently. But as they stepped out of the truck, Jared resolved to fight for Kaia, to show her that he, too, could stand by her side, no matter how cold Edward’s shadow loomed.

As Kaia and Jared stepped into her house, the moment felt tense. Kaia’s father was already pacing, his voice rising in frustrated tones, berating her for her impulsive decisions. Jared could feel the stirrings of his wolf inside him, primal instincts pushing at the edges of his control. He clenched his jaw, suppressing the urge to let his frustration out, but the sight of Kaia’s father was enough to set him on edge.

“Kaia, you can’t just run off whenever you please! You have responsibilities!” her father exclaimed, his brow furrowed with anger.

Jared stepped forward, adrenaline coursing through his veins. “She’s here to grab clothes for school, and she’s staying with my family,” he interjected, his voice low and fierce, his options narrowing to protect the person who mattered most to him.

Sensing the escalating tension, Kaia quickly moved to stand between them. “Jared, wait,” she urged, her voice calm but firm, trying to diffuse the situation. 

“I need you to trust me. I’ll come by at 8 PM. There are things I need to handle here first.”

Her father crossed his arms, his expression rigid. “What do you mean she is going to your house? You can’t just—”

“Dad!” Kaia cut him off, her voice rising with urgency.

Kaia’s father seized her arm firmly, his voice a low growl as he said, “Young lady, you know better than to raise your voice at me!” The intensity of his gaze sent a shiver down her spine, and she noticed the dark shadow cast over his eye, a stark indication of his escalating anger. 

At that moment, a sense of dread washed over her, amplifying the tension in the air now that Jared had walked out, leaving her alone to face the storm brewing in her father’s unpredictable temper. Kaia’s heart raced as she realized how precarious her situation had become.

The air crackled with unspoken words as Jared felt the storm inside him swirl. The wolf wanted out, restless and defensive. But he held back, focusing on Kaia’s presence. Her calm filled the space between them like a shield. He could hear her heart beating steadily, reminding him that they were a united front in this chaotic moment.

“Kaia, you think it’s wise to stay here?” Jared’s voice softened, the challenge fading as he looked at her, searching for assurance.

“I’ll be fine, I promise,” she said. 

“Just trust me. We’ll talk later, okay?” 

Jared nodded reluctantly, knowing that as much as he wanted to protect her, she was right—she needed to handle her family issues. 

With one last glance at her father, who was still bristling with concern, Jared allowed a semblance of peace to settle over him, enough to keep his wolf at bay. He turned to Kaia, ready to leave, but not without a lingering sense of unease about the evening ahead. 

“Eight PM, I’ll be here,” he said quietly, the promise hanging between them as he headed for the door, the weight of his wolf’s anxiety still lurking in the background.

 “I don’t know,” she admitted, her brow furrowed in thought.

“Eight p.m., Kaia,” Jared announced.

As Jared stepped out, the door creaked shut behind him. Kaia, heart racing with frustration and confusion, turned to face her father. 

In an instant, his hand swept through the air with a quickness that caught her completely off guard. The sharp crack of a backhand echoed through the silence, leaving her stunned and reeling from the unexpected blow.

“What the hell do you think you doing hanging out with the Police Chief’s daughter?” Kaia’s father asked as he was pissed that Kaia was so stupid. 

“Bella knows nothing!” Kaia screamed, her voice filled with desperation. 

Her father’s rough grip locked onto her hair, yanking her forcefully toward his dimly lit room. Dread settled in her stomach like a heavy stone. She was painfully aware that this was the moment she would face the consequences for staying out late and associating with Bella Swan, the girl her father despised. 

As they ascended the staircase, her father’s boot landed hard against her leg, compelling her to move faster. Each step echoed ominously in the quiet house, amplifying her anxiety. Kaia’s heart raced, knowing that she was about to endure a punishment that felt all too familiar. The walls closed in around her with each stride. The scent of cold air mixed with an undercurrent of fear swirled in her senses as she prepared for what was to come.

Jared’s heart raced as he picked up on the laughter echoing from inside the house, a harsh reminder of the type of monster Kaia called “father.” It sent a chill coursing through him as he felt the familiar, primal tug of instinct—something was terribly wrong. The joy from their drunken merriment starkly contrasted with the dread pooling in Jared’s gut. He could sense Kaia’s pain, a shadow hiding behind the laughter, and it spurred him into action.

He pushed through the threshold of her home, shoving past her father with a growl in his throat. The sight that greeted him twisted his insides. Kaia sat curled against her bed, cradling her left arm close to her body, her face a mask of pain. Anger flared within him, but he fought to rein it in, focusing instead on her.

“Kaia!” he half-whispered and half-gasped, rushing to kneel beside her on the floor. 

“What happened?”

She looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears, and it shattered him a little inside. “It’s nothing. Just a little accident…” she tried to reassure him, but her voice trembled, betraying the façade.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. 

“We’re getting you out of here. Right now.” The urgency in his voice startled her, but he didn’t wait for her to respond. 

“Grab your cheer bag, your book bag, and some clothes. You can’t stay here another minute.”

She hesitated momentarily, uncertainty clouding her features, but he could see the flicker of understanding wash over her. He stood up and helped her to her feet, his protective instincts flaring to the surface as he guided her toward her things. With each moment spent in this house, he could feel the tension in the air growing heavier, and he was determined to free her from its suffocating grip.

“Jared…” she began, but he cut her off gently, locking eyes with her.

“I won’t let him hurt you again. Not now, not ever.” 

Kaia nodded, the weight of his words resonating deep within her. She scrambled to gather her belongings, and Jared’s anger simmered just below the surface as he glanced back at her father and his inebriated friend, who knew nothing of the anguish they caused. Time felt like it slowed, each heartbeat echoing the urgency of rescue.

When she returned, bag and belongings in tow, he took her hand, their fingers intertwining in a fierce grip. With a last, defiant glare cast over his shoulder, he led her into the cool evening air, the promise of safety lying just beyond the threshold of that cursed home.

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?” Kaia heard her father slur his words, the scent of stale alcohol heavy on his breath as he stumbled toward her. His shaky hand reached out in a desperate attempt to grab her arm, his bloodshot eyes filled with a mix of confusion and anger. The dim light of the living room cast long shadows that flickered like ghosts, matching the unease that churned in her stomach as she tried to step around him.

“Did you manage to pack all the essentials?” Jared inquired, positioning himself strategically in front of her father to prevent him from following them as they prepared to leave the house. 

“Yes, let’s go,” Kaia whispered. 

As Jared slid into the driver’s seat of his 2009 Nissan Frontier, he glanced at Kaia, who was staring out the window, lost in thought. The engine purred to life, breaking the silence that hung between them. He reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers, seeking comfort as they headed toward the Cullen house.

“Hey,” he broke the quiet, his voice low and warm.

 “Are you okay?”

Kaia turned to him, a hint of a smile crossing her lips. “I’m fine. Just… thinking about everything.” Her eyes flickered with emotions as she recalled her father’s discontent. 

“He wasn’t happy when I told him I was friends with Bella.”

Jared’s grip tightened slightly on the steering wheel, his protective instincts flaring again. “I know your dad can be. But Bella’s family is part of mine now. You don’t have to worry about that. You’re with us for now.”

Kaia frowned, her brow creased with concern. “But what about when we get back? My dad won’t let me go back with you. He’s convinced it’s too much of a risk for me.”

Jared glanced at her, his jaw set in determination. “I’m going to talk to the Elders about this, Kaia. You shouldn’t have to face this alone. Your safety is my priority. You’re not going back there until we sort this out. You could end up dead if he forces you back under those circumstances.”

Kaia turned to look at him thoroughly, her expression softening as she absorbed his words. “You really mean that? That you’d stand up to him for me?”

“Of course,” Jared said firmly. 

“You’re important to me, and I won’t let anything happen to you or the baby. We’ll figure it out together.” The air in the truck thickened with unspoken promise, their bond solidifying with each passing mile. 

As Jared navigated towards the Cullen residence, the weight of their situation simmered between them. Whatever challenges lay ahead, they would face them together. Expression was a mix of urgency and concern, emphasizing the importance of not forgetting anything crucial in the rush. 

As Jared and Kaia approached the grand front door of the Cullen residence, Kaia felt an uncharacteristic chill. The usually welcoming atmosphere felt charged with tension. Just as Jared raised his hand to knock, the door swung open, revealing Esme’s warm and concerned expression.

“Jared! Kaia! Thank goodness you’re here,” Esme exclaimed, stepping aside to usher them in. “Alice had a vision that you were coming. She—I’m afraid—saw you were hurt, Kaia.”

Kaia’s heart raced at the mention of Alice’s vision. Fears surged within her, and the parent within her was instinctively alarmed for the baby she carried. As they entered the spacious, moonlit foyer of the Cullen home, she caught a glimpse of Bella, still lingering and looking somewhat worried. 

“Let’s get you settled,” Esme said, leading them toward Carlisle’s private office, where he could properly assess her state. Kaia moved cautiously, discreetly shifting her weight onto her right side, hoping to mask any distortion. 

Once inside, the room felt clinical yet kind with its soft lighting and carefully arranged medical supplies. Carlisle stood confidently behind his desk, exuding reassurance, while Edward’s intense gaze bore into her with unmistakable suspicion. 

Drawing a deep breath, Kaia began her tale. “I was out for a jog and tripped while going down a steep hill, landing on my left arm. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t call for help, but luckily, Jared found me.”

Jared watched her intently, torn between supporting her and wanting to unearth the truth. Doubts crept into his mind, and he remembered how she had pressed against him, panicking about her father’s watchful nature. Did she really think he could hide it?

Carlisle’s expression shifted, her eyes narrowing slightly when she mentioned her fall. “Kaia, if you’ve injured your arm, I need to examine it thoroughly.” Carefully, he guided her to an examination table, and she repositioned herself as he offered a reassuring smile.

Kaia reluctantly extended her injured arm, wincing as it moved, but she was determined to keep her feelings bottled up inside. As Carlisle assessed the break, she maintained her composed façade. All she needed was a gentle nod of approval from him to ensure she could continue with her life, especially her cheerleading.

“Your radius is fractured,” Carlisle said, brow furrowed in concern, searching for the right words. “It looks painful, and you may need an air cast. But more importantly, we need to address how this might affect your pregnancy.”

At the mention of her pregnancy, Kaia perked up slightly, desperate to divert attention from the pain. “Carlisle,” she began, hopeful, “can I still cheer? I’m twenty-four weeks along; I’ve seen so many others do it.”

The room fell silent, and Jared shifted nervously. He wanted to speak up but remained mute, watching her weave her tale. Carlisle seemed to consider her request for a moment, eyes thoughtful. “Cheerleading does come with risks, Kaia. I don’t want you to overexert yourself or put any stress on the baby.”

“I promise to be cautious,” she implored, her blue eyes shimmering with determination. “It means so much to me. I wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize my health or the baby’s. I just want to feel normal.”

As she spoke, Edward exchanged a knowing glance with Carlisle. They had pieced together the fragments of her story—the subtle lies, the avoidance of her father’s influence in her life—and both understood that Kaia was in deeper turmoil than she was letting on. Yet, they remained silent for the moment, wanting Kaia to find her path.

Carlisle finally spoke, his voice firm yet kind. “If you take extra precautions, I can allow it, but I must monitor your condition closely. You must come to me immediately if you notice any pain or discomfort.”

Kaia felt the weight of relief wash over her. She had been permitted to continue with something she loved. “Thank you,” she said, her voice steady yet laced with emotion. I promise not to let you down.”

As they continued to talk, Jared felt a surge of protective instinct swell within him. Kaia’s lies were thin and fragile, like glass. He wanted to confront her about the truth of her fall, to understand why she felt she had to hide her pain. But for now, he simply stood by, knowing that whatever storm was brewing beneath the surface, they would face it together—one step at a time.

Notes:

Do y'all want an Edward and Bella solo scene or Jared and Jacob's scene?

Chapter 7: Chapter IV

Summary:

Birthday:
A person's birth anniversary is typically treated as an occasion for celebration and gift-giving.

Sagittarius:
Although you have recently been attempting to change certain aspects of your life, especially in the realm of your partner's (current or prospective)ships and relationships, today's astral configuration gives you yet another opportunity to increase the scope of your vision. If you are looking for a new partnership, review the characteristics you have previously been looking for and add a few more.

Notes:

There is an NC17 scene, which is the first I ever wrote, so there are these ** to tell you when so you can skip.

November 30, 2010

Edward sat in the dim light of the early morning, the flicker of the fireplace casting soft shadows across his bedroom walls. The golden hues of sunrise began to creep through the curtains, painting the room in shades of amber and pink. As the light spilled into the space, it illuminated Kaia, who was nestled under the covers of Edward’s bed. Her dark hair was twisted into a messy braid, strands falling delicately across her face. She looked peaceful, almost angelic, unlike the chaos that had swept into their lives just days before.

Edward’s thoughts drifted back to Saturday—D-day, as Emmett had come to call it. When Jared arrived at the house with Kaia, her expression betrayed fear and exhaustion. The story Kaia spun seemed rehearsed, but Edward saw the truth lurking beneath Kaia’s quiet manners. He thought about how Esme had taken them all into her embrace, her concern evident as she ran her hands through Kaia’s hair, soothing her as best as possible. 

Jared’s mother, Jayla, had been shaken when she heard Kaia’s story, a tale of hardship and unexpected scars that only a father like Kaia’s could inflict. It was a matter decided by the Tribal Council: to remove Kaia from her father’s care, a realization that had sent ripples of uncertainty through the Pack. 

Everyone agreed that Kaia’s safety was paramount, especially after the incidents they had learned about from whispers in the community. The council sanctioned her stay with Jared’s family, who had vowed to protect her fiercely. Still, it felt like they were stepping into deep waters without knowing how far the currents would drag them. It was also decided that Kaia would remain at the Reserve School, a stabilizing environment amidst the turbulence of her life.

Jared had gathered Kaia’s belongings from her family’s home after the decision was made, the heavy air in the room hinting at the unsaid truths clinging tightly to their spirits. Edward remembered watching Jared walk in, arms loaded with bags, his eyes betraying a conflict within. The Pack and his family had pressed for answers, eager to understand what had happened to her. Yet, Jared had stood firm, refusing to break his vow to Kaia. He had promised to protect her secrets, even if it meant testing the Pack’s trust.

As he stared at Kaia, the sunlight danced on her face, causing her to stir slightly. Edward couldn’t help but smile at the sight. She had become a beacon of resilience, keeping her spirit bright amid everything. 

But what if there was more? What was Kaia truly hiding behind those soft eyes? Edward longed to dive deeper and unravel her past’s guarded layers. It scared him, too, the notion that whatever darkness had chased her could surface and threaten the newfound life she was starting to build here.

With a quiet sigh, he stood from the chair, careful not to disturb the peaceful scene before him. He approached the bedside and knelt down, brushing away the errant hairs from Kaia’s face. As he did, she stirred again, eyes fluttering open to meet his.

“Good morning,” he whispered, his heart skipping at the sight of her sleepy smile.

“Morning,” she replied, her voice raspy yet warm. 

“What time is it?”

“It’s still early. The sunrise is just making an entrance,” he said, glancing out the window, the sky now a brilliant canvas of colours.

Kaia stretched, blinking away the remnants of sleep. “What are you thinking about?”

Edward hesitated, weighing his words carefully. “Just... everything that’s happened. How things change so quickly.” His gaze met hers, searching for understanding.

Kaia nodded, her expression serious. “I know it’s been a lot.” 

“Do you want to talk about it? I’m here,” he offered gently, wanting to reassure her.

She took a deep breath, her brow furrowing slightly as she considered. “It’s complicated, Ed– Edward. I just…” She hesitated, clearly weighing the gravity of her thoughts. 

“I just want to feel safe.”

Edward’s heart tightened at her words. “You are safe here, I promise. We’re all going to take care of you.”

As sunlight streamed through the window, those words hung between them, solid and unbreakable. No matter what the future brought, he knew they would do everything in their power to protect her—and, in turn, maybe even unlock her truth.

Kaia watched as Edward softly removed her hair from her face. Morning light spilled in from the balcony, casting a warm glow in the room. She could see the sky transforming, with colours blending together as the sun rose higher. 

Memories of yesterday at the Reserve School flooded her mind—how the whispers had begun when the news broke about her moving in with the Cullens. The parent group had been restless, concerned that she no longer embodied the spirit of the Rez and that rumours of her being pregnant were fueling their talk. But none of that mattered now; today was her 15th birthday. And here was Edward, the charming vampire boy, being incredibly sweet as he climbed back into bed beside her.

It amazed Kaia that despite being a vampire, Edward consistently joined her whenever she took a nap or went to bed. His presence was a source of comfort, a stark contrast to the recent chaos surrounding her life. It was also amusing that he had allowed her to take over his bedroom, which he had initially set up for Bella, his ex-girlfriend. But she couldn’t think of that now; the moment’s warmth was too precious.

Then, she felt Edward’s cold hands running gently down her arms, and a shiver ran through her. The chill of his touch was both strange and welcoming, reminding her of the inexplicable bond they shared. She sighed, feeling an array of emotions swirl inside her. It was confusing, shifting between the joy of the birthday creeping in and the heavy weight of the concerns that lingered outside. 

“Are you okay?” Edward asked, his voice low and concerned as he noticed her sigh. 

Kaia smiled softly, meeting his gaze. “Yeah, I just—” She paused, searching for the right words. “It’s just a lot to process.” 

He nodded, understanding written on his face. “You don’t have to worry about any of that today. It’s your day, Kaia. We’ll make sure it’s special.” 

Her heart swelled at his promise.

Edward watched as Kaia bit her lip, something that drove him crazy (they were still in bed), and she looked shyly over to him, trying to hide under the cover of his bed. Edward asks if there is something she wants for her birthday before they go downstairs. As morning sunlight poured through the soft curtains, Edward’s gaze lingered on Kaia, who lay nestled beneath the covers. The moment’s serenity was broken only by the occasional flicker of her long lashes as she shifted slightly, a slight frown traversing her delicate features before she bit her lip—a gesture so innocent yet charged with an electricity that sent a thrill through him. 

Kaia had always possessed a warmth that made the space around her feel alive, and this morning was no different. Her shy demeanour and the way she tried to hide beneath the covers ignited a playful spark in Edward’s chest. It was endearing and maddening all at once; he found it impossible to resist wanting to tease her gently. 

“Kaia,” he finally murmured, his voice low and warm against the tranquillity of the bedroom.

“Is there something you want for your birthday?” 

She hesitated, her cheeks flushing a soft pink, and peered shyly over the edge of the covers, her dark braid spilling over the pillow. There was something so enchanting about her, the way her eyes sparkled with uncertainty yet glimmered with the promise of delight. 

“Um,” she stammered, her gaze flicking away as she wrestled with a shy smile. 

Kaia again shyly looked through her eyelashes. She thought back to what she had done for Jared’s birthday—birthday sex for Jared’s Sixteenth birthday, which Jared had promised to do for her on her birthday. But that was before Kim, Jared’s imprint, met him. So, now Kaia wonders if Edward would be up to giving her birthday sex. 

“Well… for Jared’s birthday this year, and mind you, this was before meeting Kim… I had given Jared… Birthday Sex,” As Kaia nestled herself beside Edward in the softly lit room, she leaned in closer, her warm breath brushing against his cheek. The sheets billowed slightly with the gentle morning breeze, creating a cocoon of warmth around them.

Edward felt a sudden chill run through him, starkly contrasting the room’s warmth, as Kaia’s words sank in. The realization struck like a lightning bolt: Kaia was with Jared—together in a bond that swirled with intimacy. 

Yet here he was, lying in bed beside her, a tangled mix of emotions and confusion. Kaia turned to him, her eyes sparkling with an unspoken longing as she asked him to share in that closeness. Edward’s mind raced, caught in a whirlwind of desire and hesitation. He wondered if this was fueled by the tumultuous surge of hormones from her pregnancy, a natural pull that blurred into whatever this was between them.

Kaia interpreted Edward’s silence as a firm rejection of her desire for intimacy. A swirl of uncertainty filled her mind, and she considered simply rising from the bed and pretending the question had never been asked. 

Meanwhile, Edward caught a faint mumble of discouragement escape her lips, a barely audible “never mind” as she readied herself to leave the cocoon of his bed. In a moment of impulse, he reached out, wrapping around her wrist, gently tugging her back toward him. Their eyes locked, and without a second thought, he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, an unexpected kiss charged with unspoken longing.

Kaia felt her body on fire when Edward kissed her. She felt his cold hands on her lower back, pushing her into his chest. Edward wanted her to open her mouth as he was kissing her. Her lips were begging him to kiss her more. 

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Kaia’s heart raced as she lay beside Edward, her body tingling with anticipation. She had mustered up the courage to express her desire for intimacy, only to interpret his silence as a firm rejection. As she prepared to leave the warmth of his bed, his hand shot out and pulled her back, leaving her utterly confused.

But then, his lips were on hers, and all thoughts of rejection vanished. His kiss was fierce, charged with an unspoken longing that ignited a fire within her. She could feel the coolness of his hands on her lower back, pulling her closer and flattening her chest against his. She wanted him to kiss her harder and deeper, and as if reading her mind, his tongue pushed its way into her mouth.

Kaia moaned, feeling herself grow wetter by the second. She had never experienced such an intense kiss before and never wanted it to end. Her hands roamed over his broad shoulders, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath her fingertips.

Edward’s hands moved lower, tracing the curve of her ass before settling on the waistband of her pants. He tugged at them, urging her to lift her hips so he could pull them down. Kaia complied, eager to feel his cold skin against hers.

As their clothing fell away, Kaia felt self-conscious about her growing belly. Although she was only five months pregnant, she already felt huge. Edward’s eyes told a different story. He gazed at her with desire and reverence as if she were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

He leaned down, placing open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone, moving lower to her breasts. Kaia arched her back, offering herself to him. He took her nipple into his mouth, sucking gently before biting down just hard enough to make her gasp.

Edward’s lips moved lower still, tracing a path down her stomach until he reached her baby bump. He paused, placing a gentle kiss on her belly before continuing downward. Kaia’s breath hitched as she felt his tongue flick against her clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

He licked and sucked, building her up to a fever pitch. Kaia threaded her fingers through his hair, urging him on. She was so close, so fucking close. And then, just as she was about to tip over the edge, Edward pulled away.

Kaia looked at him, confused and disappointed. But Edward’s eyes were dark with desire, and she knew he had a different kind of pleasure in mind. He climbed back up her body, positioning himself between her legs.

He entered her slowly, savouring the feeling of her warmth enveloping him. Kaia wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths in ragged gasps.

Kaia could feel herself building up to orgasm again, could feel the familiar tightening in her belly. She urged Edward on, whispering filthy words in his ear. He responded with a growl, fucking her harder, faster.

And then, Kaia was there. She came hard, her pussy clenching around Edward’s cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Edward followed suit, his cock twitching inside her as he came, filling her with his seed.

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They lay together, panting and spent, their bodies entwined. Kaia couldn’t believe what had just happened. She had never experienced such intense pleasure before, and she knew she would never forget it.

Edward gently traced a fingertip along Kaia’s delicate collarbone, his lips curling into a satisfied smile hinting at his eyes’ affection. “Happy Birthday, Baby. It’s still early; you should get some rest,” he whispered softly, his voice a soothing balm in the stillness of the morning.

Kaia’s heart fluttered as she absorbed the warmth of his words, a deep contentment flooding through her chest. She had never felt such a profound sense of desire and love enveloping her like a cozy blanket. As she nestled deeper into the comfort of Edward’s embrace, she felt secure and cherished, blissfully surrendering to sleep, the world fading away as she drifted off in his arms.

 Kaia stirred once more, her eyelids fluttering open as sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting gentle patterns across the room. The soft rustle of fabric pulled her from the remnants of sleep, and she turned to find Edward seated beside her on the bed, his familiar silhouette cutting into the morning light. He was clad in grey sweatpants, so comfortable and casual that it made her heart flutter unexpectedly. In his hands, he held Jasper’s book— The Art of War —its pages turning silently under his careful fingers. 

She shifted slightly, stretching her limbs and letting out a small yawn that blended with the morning air. “Edward,” she whispered, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Is it 7 a.m. yet?”

He glanced at her, a soft smile gracing his lips. “Not yet. About fifteen minutes to go.”

“Fifteen minutes? We need to get to school for 8:30 and 9 am,” Kaia said, propping herself up on her elbows, though she couldn’t help but bask in the calm aura that enveloped them.

Edward didn’t respond immediately, his gaze still fixed on the book before him, but a change flickered in his eyes. 

“Should we—um—talk about what happened earlier this morning?” His tone was tentative as if he were carefully selecting his words.

Kaia’s heart raced at the mention of their early morning intimacy. The warmth of shared moments flooded back, leaving a mix of embarrassment and exhilaration in its wake. 

“Do we have to label it?” she asked, her brow furrowing slightly as she drew the covers closer around her shoulders.

He shifted slightly, setting the book aside. “Well, I just want you to know that it was… different for me. That was the first time in my life that I felt such an impulse with a human and had lost control over it. It was unexpected.” 

Kaia inhaled slowly, processing his words. His honesty was reassuring but opened up a canyon of insecurities she wasn’t quite ready to traverse. 

“Okay,” she finally replied, her voice softer, “let’s just… not speak about it right now?”

“Of course,” he said, his smile reappearing as he reached out, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead. 

Feeling the warmth of his touch, Kaia couldn’t help but smile back, albeit a bit shyly. “I’m going to take a shower,” she announced, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and standing up. The cool air met her skin, causing her to shiver slightly, but the warmth of Edward’s presence stayed. 

“Let me know if you need anything,” he called after her as she headed toward the bathroom. The sound of the shower switch filled the space momentarily. As the water cascaded over her, Kaia let her mind wander. The morning had shifted into an uncharted territory, tangled with excitement and apprehension. 

Kaia was in a huff. “Edward, you need to get out of your room!” she exclaimed, her voice echoing off the walls. 

“Nothing fits me anymore, and I feel officially fat!” There was an urgency in her tone that tugged at Edward’s heart.

He approached her, carefully brushing away any remnants of respite from his mind. “You’re not fat, Kaia,” he replied gently, his eyes softening as he looked at her. 

“You’re growing a baby inside you, which is a beautiful thing. And you’re still incredibly attractive.” With that, he leaned closer and kissed her bare shoulder warmly. 

However, Kaia playfully kicked him out of his own room. “Just let me get dressed in peace!” she laughed, albeit a little self-consciously.

As Edward stepped into the hallway, he saw his adoptive brothers, Jasper and Emmett, leaning against the wall, smirks plastered across their faces. They had clearly overheard his intimate moment with Kaia that morning, and the knowing looks they exchanged only deepened Edward’s irritation. 

“Don’t you dare say anything in front of her,” he warned them, his tone firm yet playful.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, man,” Emmett replied, still grinning. Edward rolled his eyes, trying to ignore their teasing as he made his way to the kitchen.

Kaia entered the kitchen a moment later, wrapped in one of Edward’s oversized brown sweatshirts. The sweatshirt was too big and clung to her form, and she wore stretchy tights that clung to her form. She looked adorable, even with frustration etched on her face. As she approached Esme, her voice held a note of discontent. 

“Nothing fits me anymore. I blame this tiny bump,” she said, gesturing to her belly.

Esme’s expression softened as she reached for Kaia’s hand to comfort her. “It’s just a part of growing, sweetie, and you’ll get used to it. You’re still beautiful,” she said warmly.

Just then, Alice bounced into the room, her energy enlightening the space. She caught the tail end of Kaia’s complaint and chimed in, “Oh, I have something that might help!” She rifled through her bag and pulled out a small package. 

“Jared’s sister left you a gift—a new outfit for school!”

Kaia’s eyes sparkled with curiosity as she accepted the gift. “Really? That’s so sweet of her!” she exclaimed, momentarily distracted from her earlier frustration. 

Jared walked into the living room with Carlisle by his side, a wide grin plastered across his face that seemed almost contagious. The sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the cozy space and casting a warm glow on the birthday decorations Esme had meticulously arranged. Streamers hung from the ceiling, and a small cake sat on the table, still untouched, waiting for the festivities to begin.

"Happy Birthday, Kaia!" Jared boomed, striding across the room with the buoyancy of someone who had just won a prize. Without missing a beat, he scooped her up in one of his signature bear hugs, lifting her off the ground as her surprised laughter echoed around them.

Kaia’s eyes sparkled with joy as she squirmed in his embrace, feeling his warmth radiate from her. “Thank you, Jared! It feels unreal to be 15,” she grinned, trying to wriggle free but only managing to make him hold her tighter.

“How does it feel to be 15 finally?” he teased, putting her back down gently. He looked her up and down with mock seriousness. 

“You’re officially old enough to start practicing driving.”

She laughed, her heart swelling with affection for her goofy friend. “Old enough, yes. Wise enough? Maybe not yet.”

Jared’s smile broadened as he leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “I have to say, you’re rocking this birthday look,” he added, his eyes flicking over her attire before landing on her slightly rounded tummy. “I mean, look at you! You’re glowing.”

Kaia felt a flush rise to her cheeks. She was still getting used to the changes happening within her, and sometimes, embracing the idea of motherhood so soon was hard. 

“You think so?”

Before he could answer, Jared noticed Esme standing nearby, subtly signalling toward Kaia’s slight baby bump with a knowing smile. 

As if on cue, Jared’s grin widened further. “You’re amazing in anything, trust me,” he reassured her, grinning from ear to ear. “Embrace it! This is just the beginning.”

“Thanks,” she murmured, her heart fluttering at his sincerity. His support felt like a shield against the uncertainty she sometimes felt. 

“Alright,” he said, clapping his hands together as if shaking off any lingering solemnity. “We have ten minutes to leave here if we want to make it to school on time! Mandy will have my head if we’re late, and you know I enjoy living!”

Kaia nodded, her excitement swelling. “Okay, okay! Let me grab my backpack.” She darted into the nearby room, feeling positive as she prepared for the day ahead. 

As she grabbed her things, she couldn’t help but smile at her friends and the family surrounding her, feeling their love and support wrap around her like a warm blanket. It was a birthday she would remember, not just for the cake and gifts but for the connections and the promise of new beginnings. 

She hurried back into the living room, where Jared was already waiting, leaning against the wall with an impatient but endearing pout. 

“Did you bring your magic birthday wishes?” he teased, glancing at her with genuine enthusiasm.

Kaia laughed, joining him and feeling a thrill of happiness at the prospect of a new year. “Only if they include a great start to being 15!”

As they made their way out, the sunlight bathed them in warmth, and for a moment, everything felt perfect.

Kaia stood in the Rez High School parking lot, the sound of laughter and chatter bouncing around her as students made their way to class. The air was crisp, hinting at the onset of winter, but it did little to dampen the vibrant energy she felt today. It was her birthday, after all. 

As she leaned against the hood of his car, she spotted Jared sprinting past her, his laughter echoing in the cool morning air.

 “Running late again?” she called out, shaking her head, a smile tugging at her lips. He waved without slowing, his hair tousled and carefree, disappearing into the school building. 

Kaia looked down at her outfit: a white long-sleeve tee under a copper corduroy V-neck jumpsuit paired with crisp white Nike Air Force 1 Suede High-Top Sneakers. She loved how the cozy fabric contrasted with the playful silhouette of her outfit, even if she felt a tad overdressed for a regular school day. But today was special, and she wanted to embrace it.

Upon finally arriving at her locker, Kaia came to a sudden halt, her breath momentarily caught in her throat. Adorning the cold, metallic surface of the locker were vibrant balloons in shades of pink, blue, and yellow, each dancing lightly as a gentle breeze wafted through the hallway. Colourful streamers cascaded down like cascading ribbons, creating a festive atmosphere. Above it all, a gigantic, eye-catching banner sprawled across the top with bold, cheerful letters proclaiming, “Happy Birthday, Kaia!” A wave of warmth washed over her, filling her with a sense of belonging as she took in the delightful spectacle.

As she swung open her locker, her friends immediately closed in around her like a whirlwind of excitement. The cheerleading squad, led by her enthusiastic captain, Mandy, stood at the forefront, their faces illuminated with joy. Beside them, Paul, Jacob, Quil, Embry, and even Jared were grinning widely, their collective energy buzzing in the air like electricity.

“Surprise!” they shouted together, the harmony of their voices ringing out in cheerful unison, making her heart race with happiness. 

Kaia couldn’t help but laugh, an exuberant sound that echoed in the hall. Her heart swelled with affectionate gratitude for this amazing group of people gathered to celebrate her special day. “You guys are absolutely the best!” she exclaimed, her eyes shining with delight as she saw her friends celebrating her.

Throughout the day, birthday wishes poured in from every corner of the school. It felt like a warm embrace, each greeting and smile a reminder of how loved she was. In an incredibly heartfelt moment, her fellow cheerleaders performed a spontaneous routine in the cafeteria, drawing cheers and applause from everyone. Kaia couldn’t help but dance along, fueled by the joy surrounding her.

When lunchtime rolled around, the group decided to head outside, claiming a patch of sunlight on the grassy schoolyard. They spread out a picnic blanket and shared homemade treats and snacks. The laughter hung thick in the air, a symphony of friendship that made her heart feel light.

As the group settled onto the sun-drenched lawn, Kaia turned to her friend Mandy, the cheer captain, who was leisurely enjoying a hearty turkey and avocado sandwich. With a playful glint in her eye, Kaia leaned in and said, “You know, I’ve finally come to a significant realization.” 

Mandy intrigued, raised an eyebrow, pausing mid-bite to give Kaia her full attention. 

“All males look incredibly handsome in grey sweatpants,” Kaia declared, her face breaking into a mischievous grin as she subtly gestured toward Jared. He was blissfully engrossed in conversation with Paul, utterly unaware of their exchange. Kaia’s mind drifted momentarily to Edward from earlier that day, recalling how he had also worn a pair of soft grey sweatpants in his room, an image that made her smile. 

Mandy burst out laughing, the sound bright and infectious, as she nodded in agreement. “You’re absolutely right! It’s a universal truth that cannot be denied.” 

“Right?” Kaia replied, chuckling heartily. A warm breeze rustled the leaves overhead, casting playful shadows on the grass. The world’s worries felt like distant echoes for a moment, leaving only her friends’ vibrant companionship and the sun’s golden rays to comfort them.

As school started to let out for the day at  Rez High School, inside, the hallways buzzed with energy as students trickled out, their laughter echoing off the walls. Kaia lingered by the school’s entrance, lost in thought about the complicated dynamics between her tribe and the Cullen family. 

It had been a whirlwind of a day, with whispers of her past and the intricate web of loyalties binding everyone together, swirling in her mind. She knew that the tribe members’s heightened sensitivity surrounding vampires stemmed from an instinct protective of their own, particularly around Bella. As the tension eased with Bella’s acceptance of the Cullens, Kaia felt a slight solace amid the uneasiness.

As she exited the school, her thoughts were so deep that she almost didn’t notice the familiar silver Volvo parked nearby. Leaning against it, his features partially shaded by the setting sun stood Edward Cullen. His presence startled her slightly, breaking her reverie.

“Kaia!” His voice was warm, carrying a hint of urgency that made her heart race.

 “There you are!” 

“Hey,” she replied breathlessly, as a smile crept across her face. 

“What are you doing here?” The moment felt surreal, especially after the swirl of emotions she had navigated throughout the day. 

“I came to pick you up,” Edward said warmly. His golden eyes were radiant and filled with the familiar kindness Kaia had always found comforting.

“Bella needed a ride to La Push to see Jacob, and I thought I could take you along afterward. I figured you’d appreciate a break from everything weighing on you.”

At the prospect of spending time with him, a rush of warmth flooded Kaia’s heart. However, her mind was still a whirlwind of complicated thoughts.

 “Oh, I—I didn’t realize that,” she replied, trying to mask her excitement.

“She’s planning to bake your birthday cake here for the party tonight,” he said, shifting ever so slightly closer, the scent of pine and fresh air surrounding him. 

“Ah,” Kaia responded, her gaze drifting down the long, winding road toward the serene landscape of La Push, where the towering trees met the coastline of the Pacific. 

Edward nodded, his expression encouraging. “What’s been on your mind?” 

Kaia took a deep breath, feeling the weight of her thoughts pour out. “I’ve been reflecting on the treaties and how they function. It’s all such a delicate balance, isn’t it? The way the Pack rallies around Bella is fiercely protective. I’m just the healer, yet I can’t shake this urge to protect her as well.”

“I didn’t know you felt that way,” Edward said, his voice gentle as he sought to soothe her swirling emotions. His expression softened, revealing his understanding.

“I understand that as long as Bella remains part of the Pack, it acts as a protective shield, allowing my family and me to rest easily, knowing she’s safe from our kind. But I had no idea you, too, could sense danger approaching for her, that this instinct within you compels you to safeguard her.”

Kaia’s gaze locked onto Edward’s intense stare, feeling a connection stronger than ever.

 “I think it has to do with the natural bond I could have had with Jared,” she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

 “If he hadn’t found his imprint, I believe I would have taken a different path altogether.” 

As the last sun dipped below the horizon, Edward opened the Volvo’s passenger door, gesturing for her to get in. She did, feeling his warmth radiating as he settled into the driver’s seat. The familiar scent of his cologne mixed with the soft leather interior, and Kaia found comfort in it.

“So, where are we headed?” he inquired, curiosity evident in his voice. 

“Home… I mean, your home…” Kaia replied, glancing sideways at him as they navigated the winding roads toward the Cullen residence. The sun began to set, casting a warm golden light over the tree-lined streets, and the air was filled with the crisp scent of pine. 

As Kaia watched Edward drive away in his sleek Volvo C30, she couldn’t help but feel a warm flutter in her stomach. The car glided smoothly down the driveway, the sunset glinting off the polished finish, and she reflected on how surreal it all felt. Just days ago, she had never dreamed she’d share moments with someone like him, who seemed to embody strength and gentleness.

Her mind raced with a lighthearted conversation she had with her cheer captain, Mandy, earlier that day. She knew this was the perfect moment to bring it up. 

“Hey, Edward,” she called out, leaning slightly closer in the passenger seat. 

“Have you heard of the grey sweatpants theory?”

Edward turned his head slightly, eyebrows quirking in puzzlement. “No, what’s that?” He seemed genuinely curious.

Kaia giggled, the corners of her lips dancing upward. “Well, it’s this theory that says when a guy wears grey sweatpants, it creates a certain… effect if you know what I mean.” 

He glanced at her, his expression shifting to amusement. “And what effect would that be?”

“It’s like a thirst trap,” she explained, her tone teasing yet earnest. 

“You can pretty much tell how well-endowed a man is, and it somehow drives people crazy. Like, when I saw you in just those grey sweatpants…” She paused, biting her lip, not wanting to overstate her curiosity but feeling the pulse of her heartbeat quickening.

 “I couldn’t help but wonder if you were ready to move on from Bella.”

Edward chuckled, a soft, melodic sound that made her smile widen. “You think that’s what the grey sweatpants symbolize?”

“Absolutely! They practically scream confidence. Plus, it’s just a fun little theory that sparked between cheerleaders!” Kaia replied, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 

“Well,” Edward interjected, “the grey sweatpants kind of just came into my possession recently. Rose and Alice decided it was time for me to get some new clothing. Apparently, they think I need a wardrobe refresh.”

Kaia bit back and giggled again, amused at the image of his adoptive sisters plotting wardrobe changes for him. “Was it their idea to help you move on?”

“Possibly.” He smiled, and the thought of Alice and Rose taking on such a project warmed him. 

“Just so you know,” Kaia said, her voice playfully serious, “if I ever catch you wearing those sweatpants in public, I might just have to reconsider my feelings about the ‘Cullen charm’ and how invulnerable I thought I was.”

Edward laughed, his eyes sparkling with mirth as they approached his house. “I’ll make sure to wear them strategically, then.” 

Kaia felt a surge of playfulness and understanding as they stepped out of the car. The grey sweatpants theory may have been a lighthearted conversation, but as she walked beside Edward, she hoped their connection could transcend any lingering shadows from the past. 

The Black’s kitchen was filled with the scent of rich cocoa as Bella sifted through the ingredients for Kaia’s birthday cake. It was a moist chocolate cake layered with decadent chocolate fudge icing and finished with a velvety fudge drizzle. Carefully, she measured the flour, sugar, and cocoa powder, glancing up occasionally to see Jacob perched on the countertop, his expression thoughtful.

“Are you really okay with Edward moving on with Kaia?” he asked, breaking the calmness between them.

Bella paused, her hands covered in flour, contemplating the question. “You know, Edward was my first love, my first boyfriend,” she began, a smile creeping onto her face at the fond memories. 

“But I want him to be happy. If that means he’s soothed with Kaia, I’m happy for him.”

Jacob nodded slowly, a hint of concern creasing his brow. “I get that, but it feels like there’s more going on. Have you noticed how Jared is with Kaia?”

Bella’s expression shifted slightly, the smile fading. “Yes, I’ve noticed. He’s been so protective of her since helping her move out of her father’s house. It’s like he’s trying to fight the imprint he has with Kim. There’s an energy there; I can feel it.”

Jacob crossed his arms, leaning back and mulling over a complex puzzle. “When I talked to Jared, I told him that now that Kaia is safe and happy, maybe it’s time to focus on Kim. Kaia needs him as her best friend, and he should be a godfather to her daughter.”

Bella’s heart swelled at the mention of Kaia’s baby. The impending new life was a beacon of hope amid the turbulence swirling around them. “It’s true. She needs stability, and Jared is perfect for that. But seeing how Edward gravitates towards her… it’s complicated.”

“Do you think the spirits are trying to tie Kaia to Edward?” Jacob asked, his tone shifting to his customary serious and contemplative demeanour. 

“Like, is there a bigger plan at play here?”

Bella thought momentarily, mixing the ingredients in a bowl with a deliberate air. “I can’t shake the feeling that everything happening is meant to be. Maybe Kaia’s connection to Edward signifies something deeper—a potential peace between the wolves and vampires.”

Jacob’s eyes lit up with realization. “You think that maybe in bringing Kaia into their family, the spirits are trying to foster a bond that could mend old wounds? Like bridging the gap between us?”

Bella nodded fervently. “Exactly! Kaia has been through so much; if she and Edward can create a positive flutter, it might change everything. Especially with her past and his experience. They could be a source of healing for our families.”

Moments passed filled with unspoken understanding as the two worked together, mixing batter and preparing the cake’s layers. The kitchen’s warmth enveloped them, contrasted against the chilly air outside, hinting at an impending storm.

Jacob eventually broke the silence, a teasing grin forming on his lips. “You realize you’ve made a cake that no one would want to share, right? I mean, it’s chocolate! It’s practically a crime to offer it to anyone else.”

Bella laughed lightly, pouring the batter into the pans. “Well, that would be the idea. But we’ll share it. Besides, it’s Kaia’s birthday, and she deserves all the chocolate we can muster.”

“True,” Jacob conceded, his expression softening. “She’s had a tough time, and she deserves our support. And if that means helping her build a future without all the baggage of the past, then we’ll do it.”

“Exactly,” Bella said, placing the pans into the oven.

“No matter how chaotic things get, we’re family. We protect each other.”

As they waited for the cake to bake, Bella felt a surge of hope wash over her. She realized that the bonds that tied them together—through love, friendship, and sacrifice—were becoming stronger. Whatever trials awaited them, they would face them together, united in their choices and the lives they fought to protect. She knew they were all on the brink of something extraordinary.

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Notes:

We are getting to the party, and I want to move past the Edward-Bella-Jacob era.

Chapter 8: Chapter: V

Summary:

Amazed:
greatly surprised

Notes:

A few old friends of Carlisle crash the party.

Edward stood in quiet awe as he watched Kaia perched on the plush, grey fuzzy ottoman that now grounded his room in warmth and comfort. Her hands danced over her baby bump with a tender grace, each gentle caress revealing the connection blossoming within her. The rhythmic motion of her rubbing Palmer’s Cocoa Butter Formula into her skin was captivating, almost hypnotic, and he found himself entranced by the simple, intimate act. 

It struck him then how swiftly four days had passed, each blurring into the next, simultaneously feeling like an entire lifetime had transformed in mere moments. Just days earlier, he had been ensnared in the haunting echoes of his past with Bella, trapped in a dream that seemed reluctant to release him. But now, encircled by Kaia’s vibrant presence, the room’s atmosphere pulsed with a new vitality. 

Gone was the stark emptiness that once defined his space, now imbued with Kaia’s essence. Her clothes, a kaleidoscope of colours, lay scattered across the walk-in closet, painting the corners of his life with her story. The remnants of their laughter floated like warm whispers in the air, intertwined with late-night confessions and the sharing of dreams both near and far. At that moment, it felt as though Kaia had gently stitched herself into the very fabric of his existence, filling the voids he hadn’t even realized were there, creating a tapestry of love and possibility where once there had been only silence.

He recalled the school lunch vividly when time seemed to freeze as Bella’s eyes widened in shock. It was as if the universe paused, allowing her disbelief to hang between them. Her reaction was a tumultuous blend of surprise and something deeper, a strain he couldn’t quite decipher. In that instant, he found himself utterly lost, unsure how to navigate the fragile tension that had suddenly enveloped their friendship. The shift in his heart felt like a tempest, wild and uncharted, leaving him grappling for words that wouldn’t come.

The car ride to the Rez lingered in his mind, the silence inside the vehicle weighted with unvoiced thoughts. The landscape outside blurred past like an impressionist painting, yet all he could feel was the stillness beside him. Her face illuminated by the fading sunlight streaming through the window, Bella turned to him. Her voice was barely a whisper, fragile as glass when she asked if he was happy with Kaia. At that moment, he felt an unexpected warmth blossom within him, a strange comfort in admitting his budding joy. It was a vibrant yet tangled joy, laced with threads of guilt he couldn’t unravel.

As Edward found himself deep in a sea of swirling thoughts, the atmosphere around him felt heavy with unspoken words. Suddenly, like a gentle breeze breaking a stifling stillness, Kaia’s soft voice floated into his consciousness, drawing him back to reality. 

“Edward,” she said, her tone laced with a hint of urgency, “could you please help me with the zipper on this dress?” Her delicate fingers fumbled with the elegant fabric, which hugged her figure. The shimmering material caught the dim light of the room.

He turned to find her standing gracefully, the Blossom-tiered printed plissé-crepon mini dress swirling gently around her legs. The fabric danced around her in delicate waves, highlighting the soft curve of her baby bump and the joyful glow on her face. She radiated a vibrant happiness that lit up the room, making his heart race in a way that thrilled and unsettled him. 

As he approached, he noticed the intricate floral patterns of her dress, each blossom seemingly alive with colour, creating a stark contrast against her sun-kissed skin. Edward’s fingers grazed her back as he reached for the zipper, a fleeting touch that sent a flutter coursing through his chest. He focused on the task at hand, but the warmth of her presence lingered, filling the air with an undeniable sense of connection between them.

“How has your birthday been so far?” he inquired, striving to maintain a cheerful tone even as a whirlwind of emotions danced within him. 

Kaia’s face lit up, her eyes sparkling with joy. “It’s been absolutely magical! Just take a look at this dress!” She twirled gracefully, the fabric of her dress billowing out like the vibrant petals of a freshly bloomed flower, glimmering under the soft glow of string lights that adorned the garden. 

“And I’m so thankful to have you here to celebrate with me,” she continued, her voice brimming with sincerity. “It feels like we’re stepping into a beautiful new chapter of our lives, filled with endless possibilities.”

Her enthusiasm radiated like sunlight, casting a warm glow into the dimmest corners of his heart, areas that had felt desolate and cold for far too long. Edward could see the sparkle in her eyes as she revelled in the anticipation of the day ahead, a vibrant energy that wrapped around him like a comforting embrace. It nestled within him, filling the hollow space left behind by the memories of Bella. A genuine grin tugged at his lips, and a wave of contentment washed over him, soothing the ache of the past.

“You look absolutely wonderful, Kaia,” Edward murmured, his voice infused with warmth.

As he carefully finished zipping up the delicate fabric of her dress, the intricate lace details catching the light, Kaia turned to face him fully. Her gaze was steady and confident, her eyes shimmering with determination.

At that moment, as he looked into her bright eyes filled with excitement, Edward understood a profound truth: although his past with Bella had shaped him in ways he could never forget, the future unfolding with Kaia shimmered with possibility. It was a future laden with hope, laughter, and the promise of a connection blossoming in the sunlight. 

As a radiant smile spread across Kaia’s face, he couldn’t help but marvel at how swiftly life had pivoted and how wonderfully surprising it could be, taking him down paths he never expected to walk again.

Rose and Alice exchanged a knowing glance, their eyes momentarily locking before darting toward the doorway leading to Edward’s wing. The soft hum of conversation in the living room faded away like a distant melody as an electric shift in the atmosphere prickled at their skin. 

The arrival of Kaia’s Pack members brought anticipatory tension, crackling in the air. Seth was the first to step through the threshold. His easy grin was radiant and infectious, illuminating the room with a warmth that chased away the lingering chill.

“Where’s Kaia?” Seth inquired, his eyes darting around the bustling living room, searching for the familiar figure. 

Emmett sprawled luxuriously on the soft, inviting couch, the fabric plush against his skin, and danced a playful smirk across his lips. He reclined deeper into the cushions, a glint of mischief in his eyes, and exchanged a knowing look with Jasper, seated a short distance away. Jasper struggled to suppress a laugh, the memory of Edward and Kaia’s early morning activities fresh in his mind. 

The pair had overheard some tantalizing snippets moments before. With an air of mock seriousness, Emmett leaned forward slightly, his voice low and teasing, “Oh, she’s with Edward.” 

Rose sighed heavily, her eyes narrowing in irritation at the bickering unfolding before her. The scene felt all too familiar, and she struggled to hold back the groan that threatened to escape her lips. 

“Honestly, you two are acting like a pair of toddlers,” she muttered, her tone laced with exasperation. 

Looking toward Edward’s room, she continued, “Kaia is safe in there with him, and I promise you, they’re perfectly fine. Just let them be for a moment.” 

Sam stood against the wall; his brow knitted in deep concentration as he pondered the situation. “Why hasn’t Kaia gotten her room yet? Doesn’t she deserve some personal space?” His voice was laced with concern.

Rose, arms crossed tightly over her chest, shot him a flat, unamused look. “They’ve been sharing that space for months now, Sam. We asked Kaia about moving her things into her room, but she didn’t seem to mind the arrangement. Edward came up with the idea to surprise her on her birthday by relocating her belongings into his room. Honestly, it could be a nice gesture; she’s practically been living there on and off since September,” she elaborated, her tone firm.

The weight of Rose’s words settled in the room, and the atmosphere shifted slightly. Jacob tilted his head, contemplating this new development. “So, it’s official then? Kaia’s basically living there now?”

“Seems like it,” Alice added, her tone light. 

“I think it’s really sweet. She deserves happiness, especially after everything.” 

“Who truly deserves happiness after all that we’ve been through?” Kaia pondered aloud, a hint of melancholy in her voice, as Edward gently guided her down the glass staircase. Instead of slipping on her shoes, she had chosen to wear cozy, colourful socks that hugged her feet snugly. 

Kaia’s birthday party was in full swing. The air was filled with laughter and music, which floated through the open doors and spilled into the lush garden. Colourful lanterns swayed gently in the evening breeze, glowing warmly over the gathered friends and family. 

The Cullen family had taken the lead on the festivities, their effortless grace complementing the exuberance of the Quileute pack. Carlisle and Esme floated among the guests, their smiles radiant as they offered everyone warm greetings and glasses of sparkling cider. 

Alice was busy arranging the decorations, her mind racing with plans for surprises she could unleash at any moment. She kept an eye on Edward, who leaned against a sturdy oak tree with a fond expression as he watched Kaia.

She was the center of attention, her Blossom-tiered dress swirling around her as she laughed and chatted with friends. The playful banter bounced between the Cullens and the Quileute pack, Sam and his imprint, Emily, sharing stories and laughter with Jared, who was teasing Kim about her cake-decorating skills. Jacob stood nearby, his arm wrapped comfortably around Bella, both of them flushed with happiness. Leah, holding her two-year-old son Caleb, looked on, a soft smile playing on her lips as he bounced in her arms, intrigued by the swirling colours of balloons and lights.

“I can’t believe this is finally happening!” Alice exclaimed as she flitted past Edward, her eyes wide with glee. 

“Kaia deserves the most wonderful birthday with everyone she loves!”

Emmett was over by the grill, flipping burgers with boisterous laughter, regaling the younger pack members with exaggerated tales of his latest adventure with Jasper. “And that’s when I knew—if you’re going to wrestle a bear, you better have a good strategy!” His story drew laughter from Paul, Quil, and Seth, who were egging him on.

As the sun began to dip below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, the elders arrived. Quil guided Sue Clearwater, Allison Uley, and the rest of their group toward the buffet. 

“Who knew that a vampire-hosted party could be so lively?” Billy chuckled, shooting a wink toward Carlisle, who just smiled humbly. 

Tiffany Call and Joy sat at a nearby table, deep in conversation. They whispered about the latest news in La Push while watching the festivities. Their presence surrounded them with a tapestry of laughter, joy, and companionship.

At the party’s heart, Kaia was radiant, her joyous laughter ringing out as she blew out the candles on her cake. Everyone cheered, the sound echoing within the garden, creating a melody of affection. 

“Make a wish!” Bella encouraged her softly, her eyes filled with warmth.

Kaia closed her eyes tightly with a look of pure delight, making her wish just as she had always done. It wasn’t long before the cake was served, and the sweet smell wafted through the air, delighting everyone’s senses.

As the enchanting night unfolded, Caleb found himself captivated by the twinkling fairy lights that hung above, casting a warm golden glow over the garden. The air was alive with the sounds of laughter and chatter, creating a joyous symphony. With a newfound sense of bravery bubbling within him, he waddled over to where Aunt Kaia stood, encircled by a vibrant group of her friends, their laughter harmonizing like music.

“Aunt Kaia!” Caleb called out, his tiny voice cutting through the lively conversation like a bright ray of sunshine piercing through the clouds. 

Kaia immediately knelt down, her face lighting up with delight as she scooped him into a warm embrace. The sweet scent of her floral perfume surrounded him, making him feel safe and cherished. 

“Yes, sweetheart?” she asked, her eyes sparkling affectionately.

Caleb looked up at her, his innocent gaze filled with hope and sweet anticipation. “Can I cake?” he asked, his little hands clasped together as if making a candid request to the birthday girl.

Kaia burst into laughter, her joy evident as she beamed down at him. “Of course you can! You’re the prince for the day, too!” she declared, her voice filled with playful enthusiasm.

The guests around them erupted into more hearty laughter, their smiles reflecting the moment’s warmth. Emmett, standing nearby, leaned over and playfully claimed that he would help Caleb navigate the bustling cake line. With a mischievous grin, he extended his hand, and together, they began their adventure toward the long table adorned with an array of colourful cakes. 

As they moved through the crowd, Caleb and Quil sneaked bites of the decadent cake, giggles escaping their lips. Their eyes gleamed with the thrill of victory in their little escapade. 

A sense of togetherness filled the night, with stories shared, soft music playing in the background, and vibrant energy connecting everyone—vampires and werewolves alike—over the shared joy of Kaia’s special day. 

Edward slipped away momentarily as the party continued, stepping back to appreciate the scene before him genuinely. Kaia, surrounded by friends and family, laughter echoing like a beautiful melody, was everything he could have ever wished for.

Alice beamed as she observed her cherished brother, Edward, effortlessly pushing the giggling two-year-old Caleb across the makeshift dance floor they’d crafted in the backyard. The sun dipped low on the horizon, bathing the scene in a warm, golden glow that made everything shimmer in its light. Laughter danced on the gentle breeze, weaving through the air like ribbons of joy. Kaia had joined their merry circle, her melodic laughter intertwining with Caleb’s delighted squeals, creating a symphony of pure happiness. 

But then, like a dark cloud overshadowing the sun, a chilling vision pierced through the warmth of her heart. The Volturi. They were coming.

Alice felt a sudden tightness in her throat, and her heartbeat thundered in her ears like a distant drum. The unmistakable visages of Aro, Marcus, and Caius loomed in her mind, their expressions grave and unyielding as they drew closer to her vision. The ancient clock on the wall ticked audibly, each second sliding away like grains of sand in an hourglass, reminding her that they were mere hours away from a confrontation.

Her demeanour shifted sharply as she honed in on the swirling colours of her foresight, the previously chaotic hues crystallizing into vivid clarity that demanded her attention. A sense of urgency enveloped her, a weight pressing down as she frantically scanned the yard for any signs of impending danger. Her heart raced faster when her gaze fell upon Bella, who was enjoying a light-hearted moment with Jacob, sharing genuine laughter that resonated through the air. 

But the moment Bella caught sight of Alice’s expression—a mixture of tension and focus that indicated something was far from right—her laughter faded. Bella’s eyes widened, and a shadow of concern crossed her features as she swiftly made her way towards Alice. 

“Alice?” she called out, her voice laced with unease as she approached, worry deepening the lines on her forehead.

With a quick glance at Edward, who still stood at the edge of the dance floor, Alice took a breath and addressed the growing crowd. “Everyone, listen! The Volturi are coming. They’ll be here in just a few hours.”

The cheerful atmosphere immediately deflated. Whispers spread like wildfire among the guests. The Quileute pack, usually carefree, shifted into serious protectors, communicating silently as they shared worried glances. 

Alice continued, “We need to get everyone out of here. It’s not safe.”

Jasper, who had been watching her intently, moved in closer, ready to take action. “What do you want us to do?” 

“Make sure everyone leaves. We need only the family and Kaia to stay,” Alice instructed with steely resolve.

Edward, understanding the gravity of the situation, stepped forward, a determined look on his face. He approached Kaia, who had just finished spinning Caleb around in circles. “Kaia, listen to me,” he said softly, kneeling down to meet her gaze. 

“You have to stay with us. We’ll keep you safe.”

Kaia’s wide eyes registered fear for just a moment before she nodded. “Okay.”

As chaos erupted around them, with Alice and Jasper directing the others to leave, Edward glanced at his wrist cuffs, which bore the Cullen Crest. In an instinctual gesture of protection, he reached for Kaia’s right hand, placing one of the cuffs onto her wrist. The cool metal felt reassuring against her skin.

 “This will keep you safe,” he assured her, his voice steady.

“Alice!” Rose shouted as she gathered her things rapidly. “We need to hurry!”

“They’re close,” Alice confirmed, closing her eyes momentarily as she saw flashes of cars speeding toward their location. “We don’t have much time.”

While the rest of the Cullens—Jasper, Rose, Esme, and Carlisle—moved swiftly to follow Alice’s directions, Edward remained by Kaia’s side, feeling a fierce protectiveness swell within him. He couldn’t lose her, not now, not after everything they had all been through. 

In a matter of minutes, the laughter and music faded into a tense silence as the last of their guests departed, leaving only the Cullen family and Kaia behind. The mood shifted from festive to foreboding, an undercurrent of fear threading through the air.

“Let’s huddle together,” Esme suggested, a reassuring warmth in her voice as they gathered close.

“We’ll face this together.”

As they all joined forces, their unique abilities shimmering in the gathering darkness, Alice’s visions flared once more. She could see the Volturi approaching—confident, unwavering, their intentions unclear but undoubtedly ominous.

“Stay close,” Alice warned, her eyes darting toward the driveway. 

A final clap of laughter from Caleb echoed in the background, suddenly seeming so distant compared to the impending threat.

 Edward squeezed Kaia’s hand tighter, anchoring her to him. 

At that moment, as the stars began to peek through the twilight sky, they all prepared to stand united against the looming darkness.

The air was tense as Edward stood surrounded by his family in the dimly lit clearing. Kaia shifted closer to him, her warmth a steady comfort against the encroaching chill of their circumstances. In front of them, Carlisle and Esme formed a protective barrier, their calm presence grounding amidst the uncertainty. To the right stood Rose and Emmett, their expressions set with determination, while Alice and Jasper shifted to the left, tension buzzing through the air like electricity.

Edward felt a swirling storm of thoughts emanating from the shadows that brushed against the perimeter of the clearing. The Volturi were close. He could hear them whispering, their intentions dark and intrigue-laced. 

The dread coiling in Edward’s stomach intensified like a tightening noose as Alice turned to face him abruptly. Her wide, unblinking eyes glimmered with frantic urgency as if she were trying to seize every fleeting second of the moment unravelling before them. 

“Edward,” she said, her voice a frantic mixture of urgency and concern, “my vision… it’s about Victoria. She’s been in their midst.” Her words hovered in the thick air, heavy and suffocating like a dense fog that obscured their path.

Beside him, Kaia tightened her grip on his arm, her knuckles white. Her eyes brimmed with anxiety and curiosity, shimmering with an unspoken fear. 

“What do they want with us?” she whispered, her voice barely audible, trembling under the weight of the implications.

Before Edward could articulate a response, Alice pressed on, her expression taut with worry. “She sought out Heidi. You know, one of the Volturi guards?” The name sent a chill down Edward’s spine; he could picture Heidi’s alluring yet dangerous presence. 

“Her presence there… it means something is shifting in their plans. They’re well aware of Bella and are moving closer.”

Kaia’s eyes widened in horror, panic surging through her, a visceral reaction for her Alpha Female. “What if Victoria spilled everything to them about Bella?” The fear in her voice resonated in the pit of Edward’s stomach, sending shivers of dread racing through him like ice water.

Just the mention of Bella sliced through the already taut tension, bringing with it a new surge of anxiety. Edward fought to suppress the relentless influx of haunting memories—ghosts of past traumas that threatened to eclipse his present clarity. 

“We can’t allow them to see how vulnerable we are,” Carlisle asserted, his voice unwavering yet laced with urgency. 

“We must devise a plan to misdirect their focus.”

The clearing fell silent momentarily, the weight of their situation settling over them. He scanned the faces of his family, each carrying their fears yet standing resolute. At that moment, he realized they weren’t just fighting for themselves but for everything they held dear and for Bella, who remained vulnerable in a world of predators.

Jasper stepped forward, sensing the tension. “We need to devise a plan. If they come, we can’t show weakness. They’ll try to exploit any cracks in our defences.”

“I can sense their approach,” Edward added, his abilities sharpening as adrenaline coursed through him. He could hear the distant murmurs growing louder, the Volturi’s intentions clear. They were intrigued, perhaps even amused, but that only fueled Edward’s resolve.

Kaia leaned closer, her breath warm against his ear. “What do you need from me?” she asked, her steadfast presence an anchor in the storm. 

“Trust me,” he replied, turning to face her, the determination in his eyes mirroring hers.

 “We need to stay united, no matter what. If they come for us, we’ll face them together.”

With a deep breath, he scanned the surroundings again, tuning into the murmurings of the approaching Volturi. The shadows thickened, and their figures materialized like smoke weaving through the trees. He could see them now, the unmistakable glint of cloaks and haunting expressions that spoke of power and ambition.

As the faint moonlight revealed the first hints of their presence, Edward shook off the whispers of the past and focused on the immediate future. He could protect his family and keep Bella safe. Together, they would confront whatever the Volturi had planned.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Kaia and their family, Edward felt a fierce protective instinct rise within him. The Volturi may hold the power of ancient shadows, but they would soon learn that the bonds of love and loyalty among his family shone brighter than any darkness.

The clearing was shrouded in shadows, and a tangible tension permeated the air as the Volturi entered. Aro stepped forward first, his pale fingers brushing lightly over the surface of an invisible barrier that seemed to thrum with the Cullen family’s unspoken fears. Behind him, Marcus and Caius flanked him, flanked by Jane and Alec, their expressions unreadable but intimidating. Felix and Demetri brought up the rear, their imposing presence a reminder of the power that loomed before them.

“Ah, Carlisle,” Aro greeted, his voice honeyed with false warmth. 

“It’s been too long, old friend.” His eyes sparkled with a malicious curiosity as he scanned the gathering. 

The relatives of Carlisle were no mere acquaintances; they were a family forged in the fires of loyalty and sacrifice. But tonight, they were a potential threat, and Aro had no qualms about exploiting divisions.

Carlisle stepped forward, his demeanour calm yet firm. “Aro, what brings you here?” he asked, maintaining the facade of cordiality through the undertone of tension. 

“And what crime has Victoria accused us of? We had every right to deal with her mate, James after he threatened human lives. His actions could have endangered us all.”

Aro’s gaze sharpened, his lips forming a sly smirk that danced at the corners of his mouth. “Well, that’s precisely what I wished to discuss…” His voice trailed off, seemingly lost in thought, as his attention was drawn to something else. 

His eyes settled on Kaia, the slender teenager who clung to Edward’s arm like a lifeline. She wore a charming Blossom-tiered printed plissé-crepon mini dress, a swirl of soft pastel colours that should have exuded innocence. Yet, that innocence was overshadowed by the conspicuous brace encasing her left hand, a stark reminder of an unfortunate mishap. Aro’s keen eyes also caught sight of the delicate wrist cuffs adorning her slender wrists, each encrusted with the Cullen Crest—an emblem that spoke volumes of her close bond with Edward as it was Edward’s first.

This sight was not what Victoria had hinted at in her mind, yet Aro felt an unexpected pulse of curiosity stirring within him as he took her in. Moving closer with deliberate grace, he let his intrigue take hold. 

“And who might this enchanting young lady be?” he inquired, a grin lingering on his lips, betraying his interest.

 “Such an intriguing addition to your family, Carlisle. It seems fate is weaving quite the tapestry here.” 

Kaia’s grip on Edward’s arm tightened further under Aro’s gaze, instinctively sensing the danger emanating from him. 

Aro met her eyes and then let his gaze drift to Edward, his voice smooth and inviting. “I must speak with you both. Alone.” 

As murmurs of confusion spread among the Cullen family, Edward looked sharply at Aro, instinctively protective. 

“What do you want?” he asked, his tone cool, hiding the fury and irritation simmering just below the surface.

“Just a conversation about your mate here.” Aro’s smile was disarming, yet it sent a chilling tremor through the clearing. 

The very thought of isolation sent a wave of anxiety through the gathered Cullens, but Carlisle had to trust Edward.

“Why now? After everything that’s happened?” Edward pressed his jaw tense. 

“Because I believe there’s more at stake here than you fully realize,” Aro replied, his voice dropping to an intimate whisper that was heard only by Edward and Kaia.

“I’ve had… visions of my own. Visions that include the name ‘Bella’—the Alpha Female of the Quileute Pack. Our past deal with her family cannot be ignored. Her safety and your connection with her could pose complications.”

Edward’s apprehension grew as Aro’s fingers curled around his hand, the contact a jolt of overwhelming dread and the faintest hint of clarity seeping through. He caught a glimpse of Bella, strong yet vulnerable, wrapped in the threads of fate Aro himself had woven. Aro’s intentions were not benign; they were riddled with hidden agendas that could quickly unravel the careful balance they had fought to maintain.

“You’re not touching her,” Edward growled, pulling his hand away.

“Neither is Victoria. Bella is under our protection.”

Aro chuckled darkly, sending shivers through Kaia, who was still holding on to her Edward as if he were a lifeline. “Ah, Edward, I’m afraid you misunderstand my position. I have no intention of harming anyone. I could offer both of you something beneficial—for your family and your… friend if you will.” 

Kaia stepped forward, her voice steady despite the chaos brewing in her heart. “We’re not interested in your offers, Aro. Just tell us what you want with Victoria and be done with it.”

His eyes glinted with amusement as he regarded her tenacity, but his gaze flickered back to Edward. “You see? I like her spirit. But I assure you both, my interests are far more intricate than you two might think.”

They stood, caught in a delicate dance of power, each unyielding in their stance. 

All the Cullens witnessed the interaction, their hearts pounding in silent resolve. Whatever game Aro intended to play, they were ready to fight back, as fierce as their love as a family.

At that moment, under the encroaching darkness and the weight of uncertain truths, Edward tightened his grip around Kaia’s shoulder. “Whatever your plan is, Aro, you’ll find we won’t back down. Not now. Not ever.” 

The tension thickened, and Aro felt an undercurrent of challenge that excited him. With a leisurely smile, he simply replied, “Then let’s see how this unfolds, shall we?”

“What arrangement do you seek with the Pack?” Kaia inquired, peering up at Edward, who stood protectively beside her. 

A sly, knowing smile spread across Aro’s face as he regarded them. “Ah, I sensed a healer in our presence—make that two,” he remarked, his gaze lingering on the gentle curve of Kaia’s baby bump, barely concealed beneath her delicate plissé-crepon mini dress, which fluttered in the light breeze. 

In an instinctive move, Edward positioned himself between Kaia and Aro. His body was tense and alert, and his eyes narrowed at the sight of Aro’s fixation on the slight swell of Kaia’s midsection. A protective instinct surged within him.

“Tell me… is it still true that the healer would lay down her life for her Alpha Female?” Aro inquired, his voice dripping with intrigue.

 The air was tense as the other Cullens and Volturi members observed the intense exchange between them, their expressions a mix of curiosity and concern.

“Yes,” Kaia responded, her voice steady, even as Edward’s grip on her waist tightened, a protective instinct bubbling beneath the surface.

“And you would do anything to safeguard her and ensure her survival?” Aro continued, his piercing gaze fixed on Kaia as if he were trying to read her very soul.

“Yes,” Kaia affirmed, her determination unwavering despite the danger surrounding them.

“Even if it meant giving up your own life for her?” Aro pressed, the malicious glint in his eye making his intentions all too clear.

“I’ve already answered that question, and my answer remains the same: yes,” Kaia replied firmly, each word a vow.

“What exactly are you implying, Aro?” Edward demanded, a mixture of protectiveness and fury flashing across his features.

“Life for a life,” Aro declared with a sinister smile, the corners of his mouth curling upward, sending shivers down Edward’s spine.

“Young Kaia here will become your bride, Edward, in order to spare any harm from befalling Bella’s father. She will remain by your side until Isabella’s life is no more.” His words hung in the air, heavy and foreboding.

Edward’s heart raced with horror at the prospect. The mere thought of Kaia being sentenced to an eternal existence as a vampire was repugnant. He knew Kaia possessed a unique immunity to vampire venom, a rare gift that made her invaluable to their world. Additionally, no supernatural force could inflict harm upon a healer, as their restorative powers rendered them indomitable.

“I can’t become a vampire,” Kaia interjected firmly, her dark eyes blazing with determination. 

Aro regarded her with an unsettling calm, his pale face revealing nothing of the thoughts swirling beneath the surface. “No, but you could make the ultimate choice about your own fate,” he offered cryptically. 

“If you were to abandon the use of your powers, you would have the option to decide when to embrace death. After all, your mother made a similar decision when she used her abilities to bring you into this world—a perilous choice.”

Kaia glanced at Edward, their unspoken bond noticeable in the silence that followed. They both knew the truth, well-guarded by secrets: her mother possessed the remarkable healing gene, a gift that allowed her to navigate the dangerous waters of Kaia’s lineage.

“And how can we trust you to honour your word?” Edward questioned, his voice laced with skepticism and protectiveness. 

A sly smile crept across Aro’s lips, a glimmer of mischief in his ancient eyes. “You don’t,” he replied as if the uncertainty was a game he relished playing. 

Before Edward could voice his dissent, Kaia took a deep breath, steeling herself for the bargain they knew was necessary. “Yes, I’ll make that choice,” she declared, her voice steadier now. 

“If you promise to leave Bella and her father in peace for the rest of their lives, I will stay and marry Edward.”

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Notes:

I had broken up Kaia's birthday into two chapters because I wrote almost 31 pages. It was a bit too long as I go for 15-18 pages for a chapter.

Chapter 9: VI

Summary:

Impossible:
Not able to occur, exist, or be done or very difficult to deal with

Notes:

I never liked imprinting. I would rather have the imprinting mean the person's soulmate. Later on, I will explain why Emily and Kim are not the soulmates of Jared and Sam because I connect it to what Edward is to Bella to me—just a lot of setting up for what is to come. In the next part, I will focus on one storyline at a time. Part 1 was to set up everything.

The soft glow of dawn poured through the sheer curtains, painting the bathroom in a warm, golden hue and creating delicate patterns of light and shadow. Edward stood leaning against the doorframe, his gaze fixed on Kaia. Her starkly pale complexion contrasted sharply with the vibrant morning light, and droplets of perspiration clung to her forehead like tiny jewels. 

Each heave as she leaned over the toilet brought a familiar wave of worry crashing over him, a relentless tide of concern that had been rising since the early hours of the morning. He reached out, tenderly brushing a damp lock of hair away from her flushed face. His heart throbbed with sympathy as he silently wished he could ease her discomfort.

“Kaia,” he murmured gently, his voice barely above a whisper, cutting through the heavy silence that enveloped them like a thick fog. 

“You honestly don’t have to go to school today.” 

Kaia lifted her chin, taking a deep, shaky breath. Standing tall, her slender form appeared both delicate and resilient in the dim light. 

“I have to,” she replied with unwavering conviction, her emerald eyes shining with determination despite the tension etched across her brow and the slight tremor in her hands. 

“Jared needs to be warned about the Volturi. This is crucial, and we can’t afford to wait any longer.”

Edward took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the situation settle heavily on his shoulders. He understood the truth in Kaia’s words; the safety of Bella and her family was paramount, an unbreakable priority that eclipsed everything else. Their agreement with Aro had been a carefully calculated risk, one that carried dangerous undertones and implications, and Jared needed to be informed to ensure everyone’s safety—and yet, the thought of sharing the details filled him with unease. 

As he watched Kaia, he couldn’t help but notice the way her brows furrowed in discomfort. This was a clear sign that she bore an emotional burden far more profound than the physical pain she had endured. With a soothing tone, he leaned closer, striving to ease her worries. 

“You don’t have to dive into the specifics about how everything unfolded,” he said, his voice low and calm, starkly contrasting to his turmoil. 

“Just tell them we struck a deal; that’s all they need to know. The finer points… they can remain ours to bear.” He hoped to spare her the struggle of reliving their tense negotiations, convinced that some shadows were better left undisclosed.

Just then, the soft, measured sound of footsteps resonated down the dimly lit hallway, drawing Edward’s gaze away from Kaia. 

As he turned, he raised an eyebrow in surprise at the sight of Jasmine, Jared’s older sister, stepping quietly into the bathroom. Her expression mirrored his concern, and her presence filled him with an unexpected relief. He had been anticipating Jared to come in, not Jasmine, who had always been comforting in their group.

“Hey,” she said softly, her tone filled with empathy. Her eyes quickly took in the dishevelled scene before her.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she stepped closer to Kaia, who sat slumped against the tiled wall and began to rub gentle, soothing circles on her back. The warmth of her hand seemed to ease some of the tension. 

“I’ll call the school and let them know you’re staying home today,” she reassured, her voice calm and steady.

Kaia groaned softly, the sound laced with exhaustion and frustration, but she nodded in agreement, leaning into Jasmine’s comforting embrace. 

“I thought I’d be done with this by now—five months in, and I still feel like this,” she murmured, her voice muffled by the weariness that weighed on her. Her gaze dropped to the floor, the lines of worry etched on her face deepening as she questioned why the struggles persisted, even as time marched on.

Edward’s gaze was drawn to Kaia, and he could see the flicker of frustration behind her tired eyes. They held an unmistakable yearning for a semblance of normalcy, a stark contrast to the tumultuous storm of emotions and physical discomfort that came with her pregnancy. Deep down, he wished he could whisk away her struggles, to cocoon her in a bubble of peace where pain and unease couldn’t reach her. 

“Some women experience morning sickness for a longer stretch than others,” he murmured gently, an attempt to infuse his words with compassion. 

“You’re handling it remarkably well, Kaia. Just focus on resting today.”

Kaia let out a soft sigh, her shoulders drooping. She closed her eyes briefly, seeking refuge from the whirlwind in her mind. 

“I really thought I would be feeling better by now,” she confessed, her voice laced with disappointment. 

“I expected this would be a more… exciting experience, I suppose.” She opened her eyes, glancing around the room as if searching for the excitement she had anticipated.

“Sometimes it’s just about navigating through each day, moment by moment,” Jasmine interjected, her tone light yet understanding, like a soothing balm for Kaia’s weary spirit.

“Taking it easy today means you can muster the strength for the adventures waiting just around the corner, right?”

Edward nodded in agreement, feeling a swell of appreciation for Jasmine. Her presence was a steady anchor amidst the chaos, and Kaia needed that nurturing energy to weather this storm. His concern for Kaia was palpable, transforming into a quiet resolve.

 “Keep me updated,” he instructed Jasmine firmly, meeting her gaze earnestly. “If there’s any shift, I need to know immediately.”

“Absolutely,” Jasmine assured him, her eyes filled with warmth and reassurance. “You can completely rely on me.” 

With a subtle nod, Edward stepped back, allowing Jasmine to become Kaia’s primary source of comfort. He hoped that today would prove to be a brief oasis in her turbulent journey and that when the time was right, the weighty updates regarding the Volturi would bring a sense of clarity and solace for them all.

Watching Jasmine settle beside Kaia, her delicate fingers gently running a cool cloth across Kaia’s forehead, a wave of gratitude washed over Edward. Knowing that Kaia was not alone in this journey was a balm for his heart. They all faced an uncertain road ahead, but he took comfort in the knowledge that, together, they would navigate whatever tribulations came their way.

“Just breathe, Kaia,” Jasmine whispered softly, her voice imbued with a calming tenderness. Edward felt a profound solace in that moment, recognizing that they were in this together, every breath and every step, steadfastly supporting one another through this challenging phase of life.

Jasmine felt an uneasy knot tighten in her stomach as she watched Kaia’s complexion turn even more ashen. The sight of her friend, shoulders hunched against the cold, tiled wall of the bathroom, with her head resting wearily on her arm, sent a wave of panic through Jasmine. 

Kaia’s eyelids fluttered dangerously, like fragile petals ready to fall, and Jasmine's heart raced at the realization that she had to intervene promptly.

“Hey, Kaia,” she said, softening her tone to a gentle whisper. 

“I’m going to step outside for a moment and make a quick call, alright? Please, just hang in there for me.” Without giving Kaia the chance to object or respond, she slipped through the bathroom door and hurriedly pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she dialled Sue’s number.

The line rang a couple of times before Sue’s familiar voice broke through, smooth and steady amid Jasmine’s anxiety. “Jasmine? What’s going on?”

“Hi, Sue,” Jasmine replied, forcing her voice to remain calm despite the worry creeping in.

“I’m here with Kaia, and she’s really not looking well. She’s getting paler by the minute, and I’m concerned that her morning sickness is hitting her harder than usual. Is it common for her to feel chills and appear so… completely out of it?”

There was tense silence on the line before Jasmine could hear Sue taking a deep, contemplative breath. “Morning sickness can vary significantly from person to person, Jasmine. While chills and extreme fatigue aren’t typical symptoms, they can occur. It might result from her body adjusting, possibly compounded by stress. Make sure she stays hydrated; if she doesn’t show any improvement soon, I think it’s wise to have her evaluated by a doctor.”

“Thank you so much, Sue,” Jasmine said, relief washing over her like a balm for her frayed nerves. “I’ll keep a close watch on her. We just want to ensure she’s alright.”

“Let me know if anything changes. I’m here for you,” Sue reassured her, her tone wrapping around Jasmine like a comforting hug.

After ending the call, Jasmine took a deep breath, steeling herself before returning to the bathroom. Kaia still leaned against the wall, her eyes barely open, a fragile figure in that small, starkly tiled space. Kneeling beside her, Jasmine gently placed a calming hand on Kaia’s knee, feeling the tension in her friend’s leg. 

“Hey, I just spoke with Sue. She said we need to keep you hydrated, and if you don’t start to feel better soon, we should really consider having you checked out. Okay?”

Kaia managed a faint nod, words escaping her lips in a whisper that sounded like hesitant agreement. Jasmine quickly filled a glass with cold, refreshing water, its surface shimmering under the fluorescent lights, and brought it back to Kaia. 

“Just sip this slowly. I know you’re feeling awful, but let’s try to regain some strength.”

As Kaia took a small, tentative sip, Jasmine stayed close, perched on the floor beside her, observing every subtle change in her friend’s expression. She hoped that the mere presence of someone who cared would act as a bridge to help Kaia fight through her current struggle, providing the comfort and support that she desperately needed in this overwhelming moment.

Edward pushed open the door to the Biology classroom, stepping into a realm where the atmosphere was cool and muted, the kind of peace that contrasted sharply with the storm brewing inside him. The soft rustle of papers and the gentle hum of student chatter created a background symphony, yet Kaia consumed his thoughts, still grappling with the unyielding grip of morning sickness.

A familiar wave of concern enveloped him, each memory of her struggle that morning painting a vivid picture in his mind. He recalled the way her brow furrowed in determination, a fierce light shining through her pain. The instinct to bear her burden surged within him—he longed to shield her from discomfort, to be her steadfast protector. Yet, the complexity of their reality loomed large, reminding him that some battles could not be fought on her behalf.

As Edward walked toward their lab table, his gaze naturally gravitated to Bella, who sat poised with palpable intensity. The moment her eyes met his, her expression transitioned from focused determination to genuine concern, mirroring his unease. The usual warmth of the classroom felt like a distant memory, overshadowed by the internal battle he faced, acutely aware that his turmoil was laid bare for those around him to see.

“Hey,” she happily said, her soft voice tinged with curiosity, sending a gentle pulse of warmth through him. 

The corners of Edward’s lips curled upward in response to the warmth of her smile, a fleeting balm against the chaos swirling in his mind. However, he was all too aware that this moment of calm would be temporary; Bella’s immediate concern would inevitably shift to the ominous figure of the Volturi, the dark shadows looming over their lives. How could he articulate the truth while shielding her from the oppressive weight on his shoulders?

“Hi, Bella,” he replied, striving to maintain a light tone though anxiety lurked just beneath the surface. 

As he settled into his chair beside her, his thoughts raced back to the conversation he’d had that morning with Kaia, filled with unspoken fears and lingering worries.

“What’s wrong?” Her brow furrowed slightly, the familiar look of perceptiveness etched on her face.

He hesitated, trying to find the right words, knowing she felt the tension radiating from him. “It’s Kaia,” he finally confessed, the name escaping his lips like a breath he had been holding too long.

Her face turned serious. “She’s still battling that morning sickness? I can’t believe it’s still affecting her after five months.”

Bella’s concern deepened as she leaned closer, the empathy in her gaze making his heartache. “But she’s been through so much already. Is she okay?”

“She will be,” he reassured her, even though uncertainty gnawed at his insides. 

“It’s just… it’s tough for her right now. We discussed the Volturi this morning, but I made sure to skirt the details. I told her that you and Charlie are safe. That’s what really matters.”

The tension in Bella’s shoulders eased slightly at the mention of Charlie’s safety. “That’s good to hear,” she replied, nodding as if convincing herself. “I just want to ensure everyone is alright. I don’t want Kaia feeling overwhelmed with everything.”

At that moment, he noticed Alice bouncing into the room, her effervescent energy contrasting sharply with the gravity hanging over them. Her bright eyes scanned the scene, but the serious expression on her face indicated she’d picked up on Edward’s distress and Bella’s concern. 

Edward felt the familiar threads of their interconnected lives tighten around them, knowing that Alice occasionally glimpsed fragments of the future—fragments that Kaia’s presence seemed to obscure as if she were shielding them from ominous outcomes once more.

“You’re not going to worry about the Volturi, right?” Bella’s voice broke into his thoughts, light-hearted yet laced with an underlying anxiety. 

Evidently, she was already piecing together the puzzle of his and Kaia’s situation, and Edward silently hoped to keep her in the shadows of their reality for just a little longer.

“Not if we can help it,” he replied carefully, feeling an overwhelming sense of protectiveness spark within him for both Kaia and Bella. “But we still have to deal with Victoria. We can’t afford to drop our guard.”

Alice joined them at the lab table, her gaze flitting between the two as if deciphering an unspoken language. A knowing look passed over her features. 

“Edward,” she said softly, her voice a blend of concern and understanding, “you know Kaia’s been… a little unpredictable lately.”

“The pregnancy has altered everything for all of us,” he agreed, a weight settling heavily in his stomach.

“Are you sure she’ll be okay?” Bella’s voice was a tender mix of empathy and concern for Kaia, but it also reflected the larger implications surrounding their current predicament.

“Yeah,” Edward sighed, his gaze drifting toward Alice, who wore an expression of cautious hope. “I think she’s stronger than we realize. She just needs to focus on taking care of herself, not on the Volturi.”

“Exactly,” Alice chimed in, hers a tone filled with optimism. “I’ve seen how strong women can be, even in the face of struggles. Kaia will be okay; she just needs time.”

As Bella continued to ask him questions, a sense of calm began to wash over Edward, like sunlight piercing through a grey sky. He realized that just as he was unwaveringly present for Kaia, he also had Bella steadfastly by his side, lending her support. They might not have control over the challenges that awaited them, be it the looming threat of the Volturi or the tumultuous journey of impending parenthood, but together, they would face whatever lay ahead—one day at a time.

As the lesson around them progressed, the chatter and clatter of laboratory activities faded into the background, and Edward allowed himself to breathe a little easier. Despite the storms brewing on the horizon, they would weather them together, fortified by their shared strength and unwavering bond.

Carlisle sat at his desk in the small, cramped office nestled within the hospital. Papers and medical manuals were scattered haphazardly across the surface, a testament to his relentless dedication to his patients. The late afternoon sun streamed through the partially closed blinds, creating an intricate pattern of beams and shadows that danced across the cluttered desk. 

As he meticulously took notes on Kaia’s latest case, his thoughts wandered back to the previous night’s harrowing events—the unnerving encounter with the Volturi that had cast a pall over what was meant to be a celebratory occasion. He could still vividly recall Kaia’s ashen complexion, her normally vibrant emerald eyes filled with an unsettling mixture of fear and dread. The weight of that memory pressed heavily upon him, each detail sharp and poignant in his mind.

A gentle knock interrupted his thoughts, jolting him back to the present. He lifted his gaze and saw Nurse Sue Clearwater standing in the doorway. Her features were etched with a blend of anxiety and resolve. Her dark hair framed her face, and her uniform indicated her readiness for action.

“Hello, Sue. What brings you here at this hour?” he asked, setting down his pen and leaning forward slightly, concern flickering in his eyes.

“Dr. Cullen, I just finished a call with Jasmine,” Sue replied, stepping inside the room and quietly shutting the door behind her as if the very act could shield them from the troubling news she was about to share. “She’s extremely worried about Kaia. Apparently, she hasn’t been able to keep any food down, and she looks even more pale than usual.”

Carlisle felt dread at her words. He had witnessed the toll Kaia’s condition had taken on her, but hearing it articulated by someone else made it all the more tangible and alarming. 

“Is she alert at all? Is there substantial cause for concern?” he asked, needing more information.

Sue’s brow creased with worry as she nodded. “Jasmine mentioned that Kaia was feeling unwell beyond her typical morning sickness. Just before we hung up, she said Kaia was struggling to stay conscious. I felt it was important for you to know immediately.”

A tight knot of anxiety formed in Carlisle’s stomach. He knew all too well that the unsettling events surrounding their encounter with the Volturi—particularly Aro’s unsettling request to speak with Kaia and Edward—might have impacted her more deeply than anyone had initially thought. The sense of foreboding loomed like a storm cloud on the horizon, threatening to unleash chaos.

“Thank you for bringing this to my attention,” Carlisle responded, his voice steady yet tinged with an undercurrent of concern. 

He held back his worries about Aro’s true intentions, recognizing that voicing those fears would do little to alleviate anyone’s distress at the moment. “We need to check on her immediately to assess her condition properly.”

Sue visibly relaxed at his decision. “That sounds like a smart plan. It’s already 1 PM; it would definitely ease my mind if we thoroughly evaluated her symptoms ourselves.”

Together, they navigated the sterile, echoing hallways of the hospital, each step resonating with the weight of unease that hung in the air. Sue walked with a purposeful stride beside him, her demeanour steady and reassuring, while a whirlwind of thoughts about Kaia’s fragile state swirled through Carlisle’s mind. He couldn’t shake the gnawing anxiety that a sinister link existed between Kaia’s deteriorating condition and the lurking menace posed by the Volturi. The memory of her frail figure from the previous night haunted him, contrasting grimly with the vibrant spirit he had always admired in her.

A heightened sense of urgency propelled him forward as they reached the door to Edward and Kaia’s room. He paused, taking a deep breath to compose himself, and then knocked softly before entering. The sight that greeted him filled his heart with a heavy weight of concern. Kaia was nestled against plush pillows, her skin pale as porcelain, and her eyes fluttered as if struggling to pierce through a haze of exhaustion.

“Kaia,” he said gently, his voice soft as he stepped closer to her bedside. “How are you feeling today?”

She managed a weak smile, but it barely illuminated the concern etched on her face. “Not great, Dr. Cullen,” she replied, her voice a mere whisper, laced with fatigue. “It’s been rough.”

Carlisle quickly exchanged a glance with Sue, who stepped forward with an aura of warmth and compassion radiating from her. “I’m here for you, Kaia. Let’s see how we can make you more comfortable,” she said, her tone soothing and professional.

Kaia nodded slightly, the weariness in her gaze betraying the brave façade she was trying to maintain. As Sue began to check her vitals, using the devices that beeped rhythmically, Carlisle felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him. He wished to shield her from the unseen turmoil lurking in the shadows, particularly the foreboding presence of the Volturi that sent shivers down his spine.

“Have you been able to eat or drink anything this morning?” he asked gently, keeping his voice low and comforting, conscious of the fragile atmosphere surrounding them.

“I tried a bit of toast earlier, but...” Kaia’s voice trailed off, her eyes drifting away, the frustration deepening the furrows on her brow. “It didn’t stay down.”

Perceiving the underlying fear behind her thin veil of resolve, Carlisle reached out to her with understanding. “It’s okay, Kaia. Morning sickness can be so unpredictable. We’ll work through this together,” he assured her, determined to navigate this challenging moment alongside her.

As Edward stepped through the threshold of the family home, a rush of warmth enveloped him like a comforting embrace. The delightful aroma of freshly popped popcorn wafted through the air, mingling with the faint scent of his mother’s herbal tea, both providing solace against the backdrop of anxiety that had been brewing all day. Yet, it wasn’t the cheerful exchanges drifting from the living room that drew his attention; it was Kaia. Her porcelain skin glowed softly in the flickering light of the television, where enchanting scenes from the romantic comedy Sweet Home Alabama unfolded. She sat propped up on the couch, wrapped in a fluffy, patterned quilt that looked as inviting as a cloud.

Jasmine, Jared’s sister, was beside her, with her dark curls bouncing slightly as she animatedly provided a witty commentary about the film. Their laughter was contagious, punctuated by the joyful sounds of Jared’s mother, Jayla, and his adoptive mother, Esme—a dynamic duo whose laughter could fill any room with warmth. Yet, amidst this familial bliss, Edward’s heart plummeted when his gaze immediately fell upon the IV drip gently swaying beside Kaia, the thin, transparent tube snaking across her delicate arm and vanishing beneath the knitted blanket. An instinctual rush of dread rolled through him like a thunderous storm.

“What happened?” Edward’s voice trembled with urgency as he stepped forward, the worry etched deep into his brow.

Just then, Carlisle entered the room, his presence a blend of authority and calm reassurance. Edward’s eyes darted toward him, pleading for clarity in the tide of concern swelling within him. 

“It’s just a precaution,” Carlisle assured, his deep voice steady as he surveyed the situation. “Kaia had a particularly rough morning due to her morning sickness. We decided that she should receive some fluids to help rehydrate and alleviate her discomfort.”

With each word, Edward’s heart clenched tighter, flooded with sympathy. He cautiously approached Kaia, crouching down to meet her emerald eyes, which still shimmered with a glimmer of her usual fiery spirit despite the illness dimming her vibrance. The sparkle was now tinged with fatigue, a stark reminder of the trials they were navigating together.

“I’m okay,” Kaia murmured softly, her voice steady yet gentle, attempting a smile that didn’t fully reach her eyes. “Just a little help, that’s all.”

At that moment, Jared appeared in the doorway, flanked by the rest of the Cullens—Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper. Their combined energy seemed to fill the space, immediately sensing the palpable tension in the air. Emmett raised an eyebrow at the IV, his playful expression shifting into one of concern, while Alice’s bright eyes turned serious upon noticing Edward’s anxious demeanour.

“What’s going on?” Jared asked, his brow furrowed as he oscillated his gaze between Kaia and the IV.

“She just needed some fluids,” Carlisle reiterated, striking a balance between authority and reassurance. “Nothing to worry about—morning sickness can be particularly draining; it’s not uncommon for her to require some extra support during this time.” 

Edward remained steadfast by Kaia’s side, his initial fear slowly dissipating as he absorbed the scene. He watched her rest against the couch, appearing fragile yet surrounded by love. The lively banter over the film seemed distant, but it formed a protective cocoon around them, a soft reminder of the joys present amidst their challenges.

Jasmine leaned in closer to Kaia, her hand resting comfortingly on Kaia’s knee. “You had me worried, girl. But look around; we’ve got your back. Between these two,” she gestured toward Edward and Jared, “and the rest of our family, you’re definitely not slipping from our sight anytime soon.”

Kaia’s quiet chuckle resonated warmly, lightening the tension in the room. “I really appreciate it. Sounds like I’m in good hands.”

With the energy shifted back to a lighter note, Esme bustled into the room carrying a steaming mug of herbal tea, its fragrant steam curling into the air. “Here, dear, this should help soothe you a bit,” she offered softly, her motherly instincts kicking in. “Just take it easy; we’ll handle everything else.”

“Thank you, Esme,” Kaia replied, trembling as she accepted the mug. A grateful smile broke through her weariness.

Edward’s heart softened as he watched Kaia take a slow sip from the mug, the warmth contrasting with the coolness of the IV. All he wanted was to shield her from the discomforts and challenges that accompanied their precious journey together.

With the family enveloping her in their collective warmth, each contributing their own blend of teasing and heartfelt support, Edward felt a renewed sense of hope replace his earlier worries. 

“Let’s keep drinks flowing and laughter ringing!” Jared proclaimed with youthful exuberance, drawing a collective smile from everyone in the room. Kaia leaned into the comfort of her family, her strength bolstered by their unwavering support.

As laughter erupted with joyous bursts from the television, and the sound of playful banter filled the air, Edward settled back on the couch, his gaze fixed intently on Kaia. She embodied the very essence of their familial connections, the heart of their togetherness.

Kaia turned towards her brother with a playful glimmer dancing in her emerald eyes. “Did you manage to grab my homework?” she asked, her voice melodic and curious, cutting through the noise.

“Absolutely! But I also brought you something extra special!” Jared’s excitement was palpable as he rummaged through his bag, the thrill evident on his face.

With a dramatic flourish, he unveiled his navy varsity football jacket, the soft yet sturdy fabric proudly emblazoned with the school’s emblem. “Remember, you’ve got to wear this on Friday! It’s our tradition, and everyone is buzzing with anticipation to see you cheering for the team!” His words hung in the air, rich with promise and nostalgia, wrapped in the warmth of their shared family ties, like a cozy blanket shielding them from the outside world.

As dusk settled gently over the landscape, the moon began to rise, casting a silvery glow that streamed through the open window, illuminating the intimate bedroom shared by Kaia and Edward. The air was thick with the scent of night-blooming Jasmine from the garden outside, beautifully contrasting the earthy tones of the old wooden furniture in the room. Kaia moved about with the grace and familiarity of routine, her fingers deftly brushing back her silky hair. She pulled on a soft, oversized shirt that belonged to Edward, its fabric warm and spattered with the faint traces of his cologne, enveloping her in a comforting embrace reminiscent of his protective presence.

From the periphery of her vision, she caught sight of Edward leaning casually against the aged doorframe, his silhouette carved from shadows and intermittently illuminated by the moonlight. The soft light accentuated the contours of his chiselled jaw and high cheekbones, and a smouldering intensity flickered in his gaze, which had grown darker and more vivid, almost black, as he scrutinized her. In that instant, Kaia felt an undeniable flutter of warmth unfurl within her chest, igniting their bond.

“Kaia,” he said, his voice weaving through the stillness like silk, smooth and rich. “I need to go hunting tonight.”

The gentle resolve in his tone sent a protective wave of concern washing over her, knitting her brows together in worry. Kaia recalled how Edward’s once golden honey-hued eyes had darkened, indicating his need for sustenance, and the realization sent a shiver down her spine. She understood all too well the primal hunger that simmered beneath the surface of his vampire nature, a force that demanded satisfaction.

“You haven’t drunk anything since before my birthday yesterday, have you?” she asked, softly infusing her voice gently. She could sense the immense effort it took him to resist his instincts, especially with her being so close—a human in his world.

He shook his head, a teasing smirk illuminating his lips. “No, I guess I’ve been a little distracted,” he admitted, amusement dancing in his darkening eyes.

A blend of concern and lightheartedness swelled within her. “So, what do you... you know, feed on?” The question hung between them, her curiosity piqued by the thought of the gentle Edward engaging in an act so connected to survival and instinct.

He closed the distance between them, his expression transforming into one of serious contemplation. “Deer, mostly. They roam abundantly in the surrounding woods and pose no threat to anyone. I prefer hunting them over humans; it’s easier to maintain control that way.” His voice took on a solemn tone as he continued, “The last thing I want is to lose myself in the frenzy.”

Kaia nodded, trying to understand the complexities of his existence. “You really think I’ll be alright here alone?” she asked, her words tinged with hesitation. The thought of being left in the secluded house stirred a knot of unease in her stomach, and the shadows seemed to grow a little larger in his absence.

“Of course,” he reassured her, stepping closer and placing a steadying hand on her shoulder. His touch sent a delightful shiver through her, a grounding reminder of the bond they had forged through every moment they shared. “I’ll be back before you can miss me. Just… try to keep yourself occupied.”

She raised her gaze to meet his, finding a blend of worry and determination reflected in his eyes—an earnest concern for both her safety and his lurking hunger that made her heartache. “Promise me you’ll be careful,” she whispered, her voice layered with real emotion. She knew he was always cautious while hunting, but the thought of him stepping into danger, even for a fleeting moment, sent a pulse of anxiety through her.

“I promise,” he assured, locking his steady gaze onto hers, radiating his usual calm. “I won’t be long.”

With that, he leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead—a gesture filled with tenderness and warmth that enveloped her in a wave of comfort. Kaia closed her eyes, savouring the sensation and the peace his presence bestowed upon her.

When he finally drew away, a glimmer of anticipation sparkled in his eyes—the excitement of the hunt, the primal energy it stirred within him. “I’ll see you soon,” he murmured before slipping out into the night, his movements swift and silent, like a shadow merging with the darkness.

Kaia stood alone momentarily as the door clicked shut behind him. Despite the weight of worry in her chest, she felt an odd lightness in her heart; she could hear the night breeze rustling through the leaves outside, the world continuing to pulse with life beyond her cozy sanctuary. With a deep breath of courage, she turned toward their shared bed, determined to make the most of this quiet interlude.

A wave of longing washed over her as she settled beneath the soft, warm blankets. She missed him already, but deep down, she understood this was an integral part of who he was—an essential aspect of their existence together. The image of him gliding gracefully through the moonlit forest, powerful and agile, momentarily soothed her worried thoughts. Knowing he would return to her ultimately provided a sense of balance that made everything feel right.

The moonlight softly caressed the room, wrapping it in a serene silence. Kaia closed her eyes, drifting off into a peaceful sleep. Her heart was filled with the knowledge that their world, dark and fraught with danger as it might be, always felt just a little brighter when they faced it together.

Jared pushed open the door to Sam and Emily’s house, the familiar scents of home and family wrapping around him like a warm blanket—but the atmosphere was anything but warm today. As his gaze swept across the living room, he took in the tense scene: Leah stood on one side, her arms crossed and her expression thunderous, while Seth fidgeted nervously beside her, glancing between his sister and Jacob with a mixture of apprehension and concern.

Paul and Embry were deep in a hushed conversation at the dining table. Their eyes darted over to Quil, who was sprawled comfortably on the couch. Quil’s arm was around Bella as he showed her something on his phone. Sam and Emily stood nearby, their brows furrowed with irritation. As Jared stepped further inside, Emily wasted no time.

“Where the hell have you been, Jared?” Her voice was sharp, cutting through the silence like a knife.

Taken aback, Jared could feel the weight of their expectation pressing down like a thick fog. “I—”

“Don’t even start,” Emily interrupted, her frustration palpable. “You’ve been ignoring Kim for who knows how long—all because of Kaia. You think this is some kind of joke?”

Jared opened his mouth to respond but was cut off again when Sam stepped in. “Listen, we need to talk. Kaia won’t be allowed at pack meetings anymore.”

The words hit Jared hard, confusion mingling with anger. “What? Why?”

Emily scoffed, her eyes sparking with indignation. “Because she’s just a healer, Jared. We can’t risk the pack’s safety by bringing someone who doesn’t truly belong here. It’s not about her being part of Edward’s world but staying true to our convictions.”

“Is that why everyone’s so pissed?” Jared shot back, his voice rising. “Because she’s Edward’s girl now? I thought we’d moved past this.”

“Yes, you’re right,” Leah snapped, “but now there are new rules. The temporary Alpha Female convinced the Elders that we must respect the imprints. We’re limiting what we tell Kaia because she’s with him now. It’s about keeping the family secure.”

Seth, who usually brightened every room he walked into, now wore a dark expression that reflected the heaviness of the conversation. “It’s totally disrespectful,” he muttered bitterly. “Emily and Kim feel it’s unfair that Leah and Caleb are treated like Sam’s only family, especially when he has Emily.”

Turning to the group, Jared felt a wave of frustration boiling inside him. “You guys are really going to pit family against family over this? Because Kaia’s tied to Edward now?”

Sam shook his head, his features tight. “It’s not about that. We’ve managed to keep our pack safe by setting boundaries. We shouldn’t have to censor our lives just because Kaia exists. It’s easier this way.”

“Easier?” Jared echoed incredulously. “You think it’s easier for Kaia to be treated like an outsider? She’s not just some healer; she’s part of this family, too. And she deserves better treatment than this!”

“Maybe you should think about your obligations to your imprint!” Emily shot back, her voice dripping with venom. “Every time you choose Kaia over Kim, it’s a direct hit to her, and you know it. We need unity within the pack, not more chaos.”

The room fell silent as tension crackled in the air, everyone glancing at each other, unsure of what would come next. Jared’s heart raced, every protective instinct clawing at him to defend Kaia.

“Fine,” he said finally, his voice steady but low. 

“If that’s how you all feel, then I won’t force her into this world. But know this: I won’t stand by while you ostracize her. She deserves better, and I’ll make sure she knows it.”

With that, Jared turned on his heel and left the room, leaving behind him the heavy weight of their expectations. 

As he stepped outside, the world felt both overwhelming and oddly freeing. He knew he couldn’t let the pack’s resentment dictate his relationship with Kaia. She was worth fighting for, and he would do whatever it took to protect her from the judgment of those who should have embraced her.

As he walked away from the house and into the open air, Jared decided to confront whatever obstacles lay ahead, no matter the cost. Kaia’s place in his life was non-negotiable, and he’d rather take on the whole pack than let her be dismissed so easily.

Bella stood in her dimly lit bedroom, the soft rustle of fabric and the quiet whisper of the night surrounding her as she prepared for bed. A gentle breeze swept through the half-open window, drawing in the cool evening air and rustling the sheer curtains. Just as she turned to reach for her blanket, she caught a glimpse of a figure slipping through the window.

Alice appeared like a gust of midnight wind, her vivacious energy brightening the room instantly. “Bella!” she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with concern. “It’s true? The pack knows that the Volturi backed off from you and the pack. And Victoria is laying low, too?”

Surprised by her abrupt entrance, Bella nodded, her heartbeat quickening. “Yeah, It’s… a relief, I guess.” She paused, the memories of their tumultuous encounters flashing through her mind. “But that doesn’t mean we can let our guard down. They could change their minds at any moment.”

Alice’s brows knitted together, the concern in her expression deepening. “But what about Kaia? I heard things aren’t great with her and the pack. Is the pack abandoning her now that the threat has lessened?”

Bella felt a heavy weight settle in her chest at the mention of Kaia and Jared. She walked over to the bed and sat down, motioning for Alice to join her. “It’s complicated,” she started, her voice barely more than a whisper.

 “Jake, Quil, Leah, and I… we didn’t want to follow what Emily and Kim were saying. They think that Kaia needs to be out of Jared’s life so he can focus on his imprint, Kim.”

Alice leaned in closer, her eyes wide. “But why would they think that? Kaia’s already been through so much…”

“I know,” Bella said, her words laced with frustration. “We all feel that way. Kaia and Jared are connected in a way that’s hard to break. Emily and Kim think that with everything finally settling, there’s no need for Kaia to be in the mix anymore. They believe that Jared should direct all his energy toward Kim, especially now that Victoria seems to be backing off. But we fought against that idea. The pack needs to support Kaia more than ever, not abandon her.” 

Alice nodded, her expression thoughtful. “It makes sense that they want to protect their own, but what about Kaia’s needs? It’s not fair for her to be pushed aside when she’s so vulnerable.”

“Exactly,” Bella sighed, feeling the weight of the situation. “Kaia’s been through so much with everything. She needs her friends, and she needs Jared, especially now. They’re both trying to navigate a path through this chaos, but the pressure from the pack is making it harder.” 

Alice’s expression softened as she glimpsed the turmoil within her friend’s heart. Empathy sparkled in her deep golden eyes. “Perhaps we could step in and assist them?” she suggested, her voice laced with a gentle urgency.

Bella turned to meet Alice’s gaze, her brow furrowed in contemplation as she considered their precarious situation. “Honestly, I think, for the time being, it’s best if we avoid creating any unnecessary tension within the pack,” she replied, her voice steady but tinged with concern.

“Are you absolutely certain about that?” Alice inquired, a hint of worry threading through her words.

Bella nodded, her heart both heavy and hopeful. “Right now, we desperately need harmony among our ranks, and if that means Kaia has to depend on you and your family a little more… then so be it. It’s just how it has to be.” The flicker of hope that ignited within her was a comforting warmth amid the uncertainty.

“Alright then,” Alice agreed, her resolve firming as she glanced toward the horizon, where the sun dipped low, casting a warm golden light over the treetops. “Edward and I can step in to support Kaia while the pack finds its footing.” She paused, her expression serious as she added, “But… I really hope you all understand the weight of what you’re deciding.”

The sun rose high on the horizon, casting long shadows across the forested landscape as Jacob Black stood on the outskirts of the Cullen estate. He shifted his weight, feeling the cool evening air settle around him. Jared insisted on watching the Cullens, claiming he just wanted to ensure that Kaia was safe. But as Jacob glanced at his friend, he could see something else lurking in his eyes—a mix of uncertainty and frustration.

“Jared,” Jacob finally spoke, breaking the silence that had settled between them. “How are you going to tell Kaia about the pack meeting? You know they’ve decided to cut her out of their lives until you learn to love your imprint.”

Jared let out a short, humourless laugh, running a hand through his dark hair. “Crazy, isn’t it? It’s like the universe is having a real laugh at my expense. I’m supposed to find it easy to love my imprint, but here we are.”

Jacob frowned, recalling his struggle with the idea of imprinting a bond on someone who wasn’t Bella. “I can relate. For a while, I thought things would be different if I could just fight it if it wasn’t Bella. But you… you’ve got Kaia, and then there’s Kim. That’s got to be a mess.”

Jared sighed, leaning back against a tree with a defeated posture. “It’s not just that. Kaia’s focused on the baby, asking her to bow out of the pack life, and I feel like I’m in this weird limbo. It’s like I’m being pulled in two directions. Choosing between Kaia and my imprint feels impossible.”

“Maybe it’s not all about choosing, though,” Jacob suggested, crossing his arms. “What if you just waited to talk to Kaia about everything with the pack until after the big game on Friday? She’s been sick with morning sickness. Maybe it’ll be easier for you if you give her a little more time with you.”

Jared considered this, staring out toward the silhouette of the Cullen house, where he could just make out the faint glow of lights within. “You think that’d be alright? I don’t want to add to her stress. The last thing she needs is to deal with my situation right now.”

“Yeah, it might be for the best,” Jacob affirmed. “She’s dealing with so much already. But don’t forget, you can still include her in your life. You’ve got to try with Kim if you ever want to stand a chance at balancing everything out. It’s not easy, but you owe it to yourself and Kaia to fight for what you love.”

Jared’s brow furrowed as he absorbed Jacob’s words. “You’re right. Maybe I can find some way to reach out to Kim and at least get things rolling in that direction. I just wish it didn’t feel like I was juggling three different lives right now.”

Jacob pushed himself off the tree, clapping a reassuring hand on Jared’s shoulder. “Just take it one step at a time. You’ve got a good head on your shoulders. Focus on your imprint first because that is where your problem lies.”

As the sun rose above the tree line, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, the weight of uncertainty seemed to lift slightly from Jared’s shoulders. Maybe there was a way through this tangled mess; that didn’t mean sacrificing Kaia or abandoning the connection he felt with Kim. It was just a matter of finding the balance, one step at a time.

Notes:

There are three more chapters in part 1.

Chapter 10: Chapter VII

Summary:

Riptide
an extremely strong, unpredictable current that flows across another

Notes:

Favourite Saying for Relationship:
"The best relationships, the ones that last, are frequently the ones rooted in friendship. One day, you look at the person and see something more than you did the night before. It's like a switch has been flicked somewhere, and the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself being with."

December 3rd, 2010

Kaia perched on the edge of the neatly made bed, her fingers absently tracing the intricate pattern of the comforter. The early morning sunlight streamed through the light, gauzy curtains, bathing the cozy room she shared with Edward in a warm, golden glow. It was a typical morning, marked by the usual excitement that accompanied the start of the school day. Still, Kaia lost herself in a swirl of thoughts far removed from academic pursuits and cheerleading practices. 

Her mind kept circling back to the deep, revealing conversation she had shared with Alice just two days prior. Alice had leaned in close, her usually bright and cheerful demeanour replaced with an earnest look of concern.

 “The pack wants you to step back,” she had said, her voice low and steady, as if afraid of the implications of her words echoing through the air. “Jared will be stepping back from you to focus on his imprint, Kim.” 

Kaia had felt a tsunami of disbelief crashed over her when Alice divulged this information. Yet now, as she absentmindedly poked at the pillows, the layers of this hidden dynamic started to unravel in her mind. She pondered the deal she had made with Aro—her life for Bella’s—an arrangement that now felt increasingly intertwined with her struggles and uncertainties. The complicatedness of it all weighed heavily on her heart.

The haunting remnants of her late-night conversation with Edward echoed through her mind, igniting a flutter in her heart that was both thrilling and disquieting. She had triumphantly unwrapped her vulnerabilities, her voice barely above a whisper as she relayed Alice’s alarming revelations—a storm of emotions swirling within her. Each chilling disclosure felt like an electric jolt, intertwining with her sense of identity within the Pack and magnifying her overwhelming feelings of isolation.

The impending journey of motherhood loomed before her like an uncharted wilderness, filled with uncertainty and promise. Each step into this new phase of life seemed to dangle precariously, like the fragile thread of a spider’s web, ready to snap at any moment. The tapestry of her existence shimmered under the weight of love, sacrifice, and the intricate ballet of loyalties, each strand pulsing with the bittersweet reality of her choices and the ever-changing dynamics of her world.

Edward’s hand was warm and reassuring as it rested on Kaia’s shoulder, gently coaxing her from the labyrinth of her thoughts. “What’s troubling you?” he inquired, his voice a melodic blend of softness and curiosity, almost like a balm to her restless mind.

Kaia allowed the tumult in her heart to spill forth with a heavy sigh that seemed to carry the world’s weight. “I can’t shake the thoughts of everything Alice said and the deal with Aro... It keeps swirling around in my mind, making me wonder if it’s finally time to think about what I truly want. It feels like being a people pleaser has become my default setting,” she confessed, her voice tinged with vulnerability, her eyes downcast as if the ground could offer her solace.

Edward nodded slowly, his face a canvas of empathy and understanding. “It sounds like your pregnancy is being shoved into the shadows,” he remarked, his gaze steady and sincere. “You’re 25 weeks along, yet you haven’t allowed yourself to confront what this journey means for you seriously.”

Her chest tightened as his words pierced through her defences, awakening a truth she had been desperate to avoid. With a jolt, she realized that whenever someone mentioned the baby, she instinctively shifted the conversation toward other topics—her academic pursuits, cheerleading competitions, or her intricate studies as a healer. It was a form of escape. Suddenly, tears brimmed in her eyes, sparkling like tiny diamonds in the morning light. “Do you think I’ll be a good mother? I’ve been neglecting this pregnancy,” she admitted, her voice quavering, tinged with a mix of fear and regret.

Edward closed the distance between them, wrapping her in a warm embrace that felt like a sanctuary. “You will be a wonderful mother, Kaia. You’ve navigated so much turmoil lately. It’s completely okay to feel lost in all of this,” he reassured her, the steady rhythm of her heartbeat grounding her amidst the chaos of her emotions.

Taking a shaky breath, she sought to absorb the comfort of his words, which felt like a soft breeze on a sweltering day. “What if I did take a step back from the Pack like they asked until Victoria returns? Maybe that’s the sign I need to listen to,” she contemplated, her voice ingrained with a flicker of hope.

“If that’s how you feel, heed that instinct,” Edward suggested thoughtfully, pausing for a heartbeat before adding, “You know, we’ll end up married someday. I want to be there for you and support this child. Have you thought about that?”

Kaia bit her lip, her mind swirling with his words, each one a gentle nudge toward a future she hadn’t allowed herself to envision. “I would need some time to really think it over,” she said quietly, a blend of uncertainty and cautious optimism threading through her tone.

“Of course, take all the time you need,” Edward replied, his eyes glimmering with understanding and patience as if he could see the myriad of thoughts racing through her mind. The air hung heavy with unspoken words, and after a moment, he ventured, “What about Jared? How has he been handling all of this? Is he keeping it together?”

Kaia shook her head slowly, a frown tugging at her features. “He’s putting on a brave face, but I can sense it’s just a mask. This entire ordeal is a tangled web of emotions, and deep down, he understands just how high the stakes really are,” she lamented, concern weaving through her voice like a dark thread in a bright tapestry.

With a deep, weary sigh, they both rose from their seats, leaving the emotional weight of their conversation behind, at least for the moment. As they descended the gracefully curved staircase of the Cullen home, they were greeted by the intoxicating aroma of golden-brown bacon sizzling in a skillet and the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting through the air. The kitchen buzzed with life, enveloping them in a warm and inviting embrace.

“Are you guys attending the school rally and the big game tonight?” Kaia’s voice rang out excitedly as they entered the bustling kitchen, her eyes sparkling enthusiastically.

Emmett’s grin widened, revealing his infectious energy, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Of course! Fork High can’t wait to see Quileute High hand Port Angeles High a serious defeat! Did you hear that Jared is in the running for All-American status?” His laughter boomed, filling the air with electricity that perfectly matched the festive atmosphere.

Standing by the stove with a wooden spoon in hand, Esme looked up with a nurturing smile that radiated motherly warmth. “The parents at Fork High mentioned that if Quileute wins, there’s a nice prize purse up for grabs for your school!” Her voice was smooth, laced with encouragement and hope.

Kaia’s eyes gleamed as she processed the news. “That would be incredible! The funds could help with the repairs, and the cheer squad aims to win State in just two weeks for even more prize money!” Her excitement was palpable, making the whole room feel a little brighter.

With a gentle, ever-present concern, Carlisle turned to her with sincere inquiry: “How are you feeling today with your pregnancy? Are there any notable changes?” His thoughtful and attentive gaze was a testament to his role as both a guardian and a healer.

Kaia playfully stretched her arms above her head, a bright smile dancing across her lips. “I’m absolutely thrilled! I can hardly contain my excitement for the game and the rally. I think my captain has something special in mind for us tonight. I might even be getting replaced by Kim for the rest of the cheer season following finals.”

Rosalie’s expression darkened slightly, her perfectly sculpted eyebrows knitting together in confusion. “Why her, though?”

Kaia sighed, trying to explain her reasoning. “I think it’ll help Kim blend in better with everyone, especially for Jared,” she said, her tone steady and confident. “Plus, she’s an outstanding cheerleader.”

Redirecting her focus to Carlisle, Kaia leaned in, her curiosity piqued. “What’s an interesting, fun fact I should know about being 25 weeks pregnant?”

Carlisle’s face lit up, a sparkle of enthusiasm in his eyes as he prepared to share his knowledge. “At this stage, your baby’s nose and lungs are developing and becoming functional. Just wait — soon enough, you might be dealing with heartburn, a little indigestion, and perhaps even an unexpected bout of hair growth!” 

Kaia groaned, rolling her eyes dramatically while letting out a soft laugh. “Oh, joy! Any helpful tips for those delightful experiences?”

“Definitely! First, pick out a baby name, make sure to keep your skin moisturized to combat that itchy tummy, and perhaps indulge in a prenatal massage for some well-deserved pampering,” he advised his tone both lighthearted and reassuring.

A radiant smile spread across Kaia’s face. “Esme, what do you think about planning a girls’ day this Sunday? A relaxing spa trip could be just the thing we need!”

Esme beamed with joy, her enthusiasm matching Kaia’s. “Absolutely! It’ll be delightful to spend some quality time together, just the four of us!” Her voice dripped with warmth and love.

Rosalie and Alice chimed in, their voices bubbling over with excitement, as Esme gently ushered Kaia out of the kitchen, discussing their plans for a rejuvenating day ahead. As Kaia absorbed their energy, a flicker of hope ignited within her, battling her uncertainties. Perhaps shifting her focus to herself and the impending changes wasn’t as daunting as it seemed. Together, they would embrace life’s challenges, navigating the twists and turns one day at a time, supported by their unbreakable bond.

Mandy sat cross-legged on the lunch table, chatting with her friends from the cheer team, but her gaze kept drifting toward Kaia. It was hard to ignore the tension in the air. Usually bright and engaged, Kaia was silent today, her eyes flitting nervously around the cafeteria. It wasn’t lost on Mandy that she’d been avoiding Jared’s gaze, which was aimed at her with a mix of longing and uncertainty.

Things have felt different since Tuesday, the day after Kaia’s birthday. Jared had started spending more time with his new crew: Jacob Black, Embry Call, Paul Lahote, and Quil Ateara. The change was palpable; their tight-knit group’s dynamic was shifting, making Mandy uneasy. Jared had always protected Kaia, but now, it felt like an invisible barrier had risen between them.

Then there was the moment Kaia had cautiously asked Jared about wearing his varsity jacket instead of lifting the tradition that had built itself around her since she first donned it years ago. Mandy noticed Jared’s face flickered with surprise and confusion. Something was off, and the whispers simmering in the corners of their school made it clearer by the day.

No one in Quileute was oblivious. Mandy inherently felt the unease spreading through the ranks, and murmurs about the Cullen family made some of the boys act differently. Secrets nestled in shadows, but none of that seemed to disturb the chosen ones: Jared, Jacob, Embry, Quil, Kaia, and Kim. 

Mandy knew Kaia’s home life was complicated. Kaia had always been close-lipped, keeping the darker parts of her life tightly sealed away. But ever since Edward Cullen had stepped in, things had shifted again, and it gnawed at Mandy. It was supposed to be Jared’s responsibility to look out for Kaia and her impending motherhood, or so everyone believed. Now, with the looming presence of Kim in the picture, Mandy couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

As she sat pondering these things, she noticed Kaia getting up for the sixth time that day to head for the bathroom. Mandy frowned. It wasn’t unusual, even for someone as pregnant as Kaia. Just then, she saw Kim get up and follow her out. A knot twisted in Mandy’s stomach. She wasn’t thrilled about Kaia asking for Kim to take her place on the squad after State Champs, especially since it seemed that Kaia barely talked about the baby anymore. It wasn’t like her to shy away from the subject so completely.

“What do you think they’re talking about?” one of her teammates asked, trying to redirect Mandy’s attention.

“I don’t know,” Mandy replied, her tone distracted. “But it feels like something’s brewing, like a storm on the horizon. Whatever it is, it’s going to hit hard.” 

Mandy could see Jared fidgeting in his seat. The knowing glances he exchanged with Jacob only solidified her concern. The boys carried their secrets, and now it felt as though Kaia was standing at the edge of their world, her heart caught in the crossfire of decisions and allegiances she didn’t fully understand.

It all felt interconnected, like pieces to a puzzle that would never fit together. As the seconds passed, Mandy made up her mind; she needed to dig deeper. After lunch, she would confront Kaia, but she would be careful. Approaching her friend meant navigating the deep waters of vulnerability. Still, Mandy felt it was time for them both to start unpacking what was really going on—not just with Jared or the baby, but everything tangled in between.

After all, friendship wasn’t just about the good times; it was about helping one another face the storms, no matter how fierce. And if that meant uncovering secrets for the sake of Kaia’s heart, then that was a fight worth facing.

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the parking lot as Kaia waited outside the school, the soft rustle of leaves whispering secrets of the approaching winter. Her heart raced in anticipation, knowing that Bella and Edward would soon arrive with their friends. She stood confidently, dressed in her brown, green, and light brown cheer uniform, the fabric hugging her form comfortably. The crisp white of her Nike Air 1 sneakers added a touch of brightness, while a white long-sleeve turtleneck peeked from beneath her uniform, keeping her warm against the cool air. Jared’s brown and green varsity jacket draped over her shoulders, a token of their bond that made her feel safe and cherished.

As the familiar hum of chatter and laughter filled the air, Kaia saw Jared’s entire family pulling into the parking lot, the rest of the Pack nearby. Their presence was commanding yet comforting. She spotted the Elders among them, stoic and dignified, casting approving glances at the gathering students. Not far off, she noticed Carlisle, Esme, and Charlie watching with keen eyes, already sweeping in to grasp the excitement brewing for the evening’s rally.

Finally, a familiar figure appeared, cutting through the crowd like a beam of sunlight—Edward. He approached her with his signature grace, a knowing smile gracing his lips. “What are you doing out here, Kaia?” he asked, his voice filled with curiosity and concern.

“Just getting some fresh air while everyone else gets ready,” she replied, her smile widening as she glanced past him, excitement bubbling in her chest. The atmosphere was electric, charged with the thrill of the impending game and the spirit of the rally.

Moments later, Bella joined them, her face lighting up when she saw Kaia. “Hey, you look amazing! That uniform is perfect,” she exclaimed, glancing at the cheerleading outfit, especially how the green bow tied her high ponytail together. 

“Thanks! I wanted to bring some extra energy to the rally,” Kaia said, her voice cheerful. “You guys should get going; I’ll catch up with you after the game. It’s going to be awesome!” 

As her friends prepared to head inside, she saw Jared across the way, surrounded by his family. He looked over at her, a familiar spark of connection passing between them, and her heart fluttered at the sight. She waved enthusiastically, feeling a swell of pride in being part of a community as strong and fiercely loyal as the Pack.

With a quick hug from Bella and a nod from Edward, she watched as they made their way toward the gym doors, laughter trailing in their wake. Kaia lingered outside for a moment longer, taking a deep breath and letting the crisp air invigorate her. The energy of the gathering was contagious, and her heart swelled with a mix of anticipation and joy. She knew that even though things were complicated, moments like these made it all worthwhile.

As the chatter from inside grew louder, she turned to wave one last time at her friends before stepping in, ready to cheer them on with all the enthusiasm she could muster. This was more than just a game; it was a part of who they were—a tapestry of friendships, love, and the resilience that came with being part of something bigger. With that thought in mind, Kaia felt a renewed sense of purpose, her heart ready to embrace all that lay ahead.

The gym excitedly buzzed as Kaia leaned against the cool metal benches, her eyes scanning the vibrant chaos of her cheerleading squad’s preparations for the state final rally. The air was thick with anticipation, and a sense of energy rippled through the room, amplified by the colourful banners and the scattered bits of confetti that wouldn’t be swept up until after the game. 

Amid the laughter and chatter, Kaia’s gaze landed on Mandy, who seemed almost too cheerful. The corners of her lips were turned up mischievously, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief that Kaia wasn’t quite sure how to interpret. With an inquisitive brow raised, Kaia approached her.

“What are you up to?” Kaia leaned in, a teasing smile playing on her lips as she tried to decipher the enigmatic smirk on Mandy’s face.

“Nothing,” Mandy replied, the smile growing wider as if she held a secret that was just too good to keep.

Before Kaia could pry any further, another cheerleader piped up, her expression shifting from excitement to concern. “Are you sure about changing your routine, Mandy?” 

Kaia’s curiosity was piqued. “Wait, which one are we doing now?” she interjected, her head tilting slightly as she realized she had missed some critical conversation.

Mandy turned to Kaia, her grin turning almost triumphant. “You’ll know when the song plays,” she teased, her voice layered with secrets.

Kaia heard the principal’s voice cut through the noise as if on cue, calling out for the cheer team to gather. She waited between the benches, feeling the warmth of Edward’s golden eyes on her. His unwavering gaze wrapped her in a sense of calm amidst the pre-game jitters.

And then, the familiar intro of “Girlfriend” by Avril Lavigne rang out, vibrant and infectious. Kaia’s jaw dropped, eyes wide as realization washed over her. Mandy was letting everyone in the gym know that Jared choosing Kim wasn’t an agreement shared among their friends. Surely, they had no idea about the complexities of imprinting and the depths of Jared’s connection to Kim. But for Kaia, it was more than just a spirited performance—it was a declaration that resonated with the swirling emotions she had been trying to untangle in her heart.

Kaia couldn’t help but laugh at the situation’s absurdity as her squad bounced into the song’s rhythm. Their enthusiasm was almost comical, juxtaposed with the underlying tension simmering just beneath the surface. Waiting for her cue, she felt a gentle kick from the baby inside her, an unexpected reminder of the life growing within her. 

The unexpected burst of joy at the little nudge spread warmth through her. Kaia smiled, her heart swelling as she took a deep breath. She had come to terms with so many things in the past week, and here she was, looking forward to embracing motherhood while also wanting to celebrate the camaraderie with her friends.

“Alright, time to shine!” Kaia thought as she caught her cue. She stepped forward, joining in sync with the rest of the cheerleaders. With each movement, she felt the energy of the crowd surge. Laughter spilled from her lips as they executed the routine, spinning and leaping to the backdrop of the catchy pop song.

As they danced, Kaia focused on the thrill of the moment rather than the gravity of her struggles. Surrounded by her teammates, she embraced the joy of the present. The game was approaching, and with each cheer, she was reminded that they were all in it together—no matter how complicated their friendships became outside the gym.

The field was alive with the crowd’s raucous cheers, a sea of colours rippled with energy under the bright stadium lights. Jared wiped the sweat from his brow as he surveyed the field. His heart raced from the warm autumn air, the game’s intensity, and the weight of expectation resting squarely on his shoulders. The scoreboard flashed ominously: They were down by five points just before halftime, and the pressure was palpable.

With mere seconds left on the clock, the opposing team’s defence tightened, their lead bolstered by an early touchdown and a field goal. Jared could feel the weight of his teammates’ eyes on him, a mix of hope and anxiety swirling in the air. They were counting on him to help turn the tide, to ignite a spark that could lead them to victory and the coveted state championship trophy.

As he huddled with his team during the timeout, Jared glanced around at the faces of his friends and peers. This wasn’t just a game—it was a culmination of years of hard work, practices that stretched late into the night, and countless sacrifices. If they didn’t rally now, all of that effort would fade into a bitter memory of “what could have been.”

“Alright, team!” he called out, his voice steady and loud above the din. “We’ve trained for this moment. Let’s push through and show them what we’re capable of!”

His teammates nodded, the resolve in their eyes hardening. Jared felt a spark of determination rising within him. He thought back to the late nights he spent practicing, the coaches drilling them on every play, the team-building exercises that forged their bond—each moment had led them to this critical point.

Jared took his position as the play resumed, gritting his teeth against the pressure. He could almost hear the distant thump of his heart drowning out the crowd’s roar. The whistle blew, and the ball was snapped. 

Jared focused, keeping his eyes on the quarterback, synchronizing with the rhythm of the play. He knew he had to break past the cornerback—their best defender. With every ounce of energy in his legs, he sprinted forward, weaving through defenders, his mind clear and focused.

The quarterback’s arm snapped back, and Jared’s speed intensified as he cut toward the end zone. He could hear the crowd erupting, the noise blurring into a sea of encouragement. Time slowed as the ball sailed through the air—a perfect spiral aimed right at him.

Jared stretched out his arms, fingers brushing the cool leather of the football. He caught it cleanly, instincts taking over as he turned and raced toward the end zone, the ground falling away beneath him. He could see the goal line approaching, the cheers swelling to a fever pitch. 

Just as he crossed the threshold, the opposing player tackled him from the side. But it was too late—he had scored. The adrenaline surged through him like a wildfire, igniting the stadium into a cacophony of roars.

As his teammates rushed to him, the tide of the game shifted. They were no longer just the underdogs but a united force propelled by a single moment of triumph. Jared grinned, a mix of relief and exhilaration flooding through him. They still had work to do but now had a fighting chance.

With renewed energy, the team re-configured for the second half, emboldened by the touchdown and the hope that danced in the air. This was only the beginning. They had fought hard to get here, and together, they were ready to chase victory.

As the whistle blew, signalling the start of the second half, Jared looked around at his teammates. They shared a nod of understanding, a silent promise to fight for themselves and each other. They would battle, sweat, and strive together until the final whistle blew, determined to bring home that state championship trophy.

The stadium buzzed with energy, a throbbing mass of excited voices and bright colours as fans waved pom-poms and cheered for their team. The scent of popcorn and cotton candy wafted through the air, mixing with the sharp hint of winter. Under the bright lights, the field sparkled like it was dusted with diamonds, and at the center of it all was Jared, a whirlwind of determination and skill.

Carlisle sat on the sidelines alongside Edward, Bella, and Jacob, his gaze fixed on the game. He chuckled lightly, leaning closer to Edward. “I can see why they call him ‘Mini Cam,’” he said, his eyes bright with pride as he gestured toward Jared. The young man darted around defenders, his agility a mirror of the legendary Cameron, a former player known for his explosive plays. “He plays with such intensity; he’s like a miniature version of the greats.”

Edward nodded, his focus unwavering. The anticipation surrounding them was palpable; the crowd roared as a timeout was called, allowing everyone a moment to catch their breath.

Bella turned to Jacob, her voice filled with enthusiasm. “Did you hear what Mike said? If Jared scores again, he’ll tie the record for most touchdowns in a season! This game is everything for him.” She leaned forward, eyes sparkling with excitement, the tension in the air heightening their shared uncertainty.

As the play resumed, Kaia and her cheer team were positioned on the sidelines, their uniforms bright against the backdrop of the field. Kaia bounced on her toes, her voice ringing out above the noise as she led the cheers. Her support for Jared was evident, and her enthusiasm was infectious as she encouraged him to push for victory. 

The game clock ticked down to five minutes, and the atmosphere crackled like electricity. Tension rose as Jared lined up for the next play, and the clock was a stark reminder of the limited time. The quarterback snapped the ball with precision, and Jared took off, weaving through defenders. 

“You can do it, Jared!” Kaia shouted, her voice a beacon in the chaos. Her heart pounded in rhythm with the game. The crowd held its breath as Jared broke through the secondary, sprinting with a singular focus toward the end zone. 

“Come on! Come on!” Jacob exclaimed, standing to observe the play. The seconds stretched into eternity as Jared rocketed toward the goal line, his feet a blur. The defenders lunged, but with remarkable agility, he dodged them, leaping into the air just as he crossed the threshold of the end zone. 

The stadium erupted with cheers, the sound rolling over them like a wave crashing against the shore. The scoreboard flashed, signalling the touchdown. Kaia’s voice rose above the throng, a mixture of joy and disbelief. “He did it! He tied the record!”

Edward, Bella, and Jacob exchanged exhilarated glances, their cheers blending seamlessly with the rest of the crowd. Carlisle smiled, a deep sense of pride swelling within him as he witnessed Jared’s prowess and the strength of the community that rallied behind him.

Confetti burst into the air as the celebration continued, and the scoreboard glowed brightly in the background. Jared, panting and exhilarated, raised his arms triumphantly, the weight of the record resting on his shoulders, a weight he carried with unwavering strength. 

Both teams rallied for one final push as the clock counted down, but victory was already in Jared’s hands. When the final whistle blew, elation poured forth from the stands. Kaia rushed to meet Jared, her joy reflected in her bright eyes as she wrapped him in an embrace. Both of them were lost in the moment.

From their spot on the sidelines, Carlisle, Edward, Bella, and Jacob watched with smiles painted across their faces, realizing that it was more than just a game won; it was a shared experience, a testament to hard work, friendship, and the ties that brought them all together. 

As they turned to leave, Edward leaned toward Carlisle with a satisfied smile. “I think this night will be one they remember for a long time,” he said, his words genuine and warm.

The crowd was excited as the Cullens settled near the school’s parking lot, their watchful eyes scanning the crowd. Esme’s gaze radiated warmth and pride, mirroring the excitement of the gathering of Quileute Tribe members. The cool breeze rustled through the trees, carrying the sounds of laughter and chatter as students and their families congregated to celebrate the big win.

Carlisle stood tall beside her, his expression a mix of serene contentment and pride for Kaia and the community around them. As they waited for Kaia to emerge with her cheer friends, he exchanged a knowing smile with Esme, who squeezed his hand reassuringly.

Bella stood slightly apart among the group, bridging the Cullens and the Quileute Pack. Sam and Emily were engaged in a lighthearted conversation with Kim, Embry, Quil, Jacob, and Leah, their faces alight with joy as they discussed the game and the victorious moment that had brought them all together. Little Caleb darted between conversations, laughter illuminating his cherubic face as Seth and Paul chased him playfully.

Ever the whirlwind of energy, Alice leaned toward Edward, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I can’t believe they won!” she exclaimed, her innate enthusiasm infectious. Jasper, standing beside her, nodded in agreement, a soft smile gracing his lips as he felt the collective happiness radiating from the crowd.

As the celebration ramped up, the school doors swung open, and the spirited chords of “Show Goes On” by Lupe Fiasco blasted into the air, the vibrant rhythm pumping life into the excited crowd. A wave of youthful energy swept through everyone as Jared and his football teammates burst through the doors, their faces alight with elation. They hoisted the State Championship trophy high above their heads while cheers erupted from the gathered crowd.

At that moment, Kaia emerged from the school alongside her cheer team, a cascade of vibrant uniforms catching the sun. Her laughter mingled with the exhilaration in the air as she joined Jared and the boys, their momentum infectious. The cheerleaders surrounded them, clapping in rhythm, their voices ringing out like a chorus of celebration.

“Look at her!” Esme beamed, her heart swelling with maternal pride as she watched Kaia’s infectious spirit shine through. “She’s a natural!”

Edward, eyes glued to Kaia, felt a thrill race through him at the sight of her, glowing with the light of victory and camaraderie. “She deserves this moment. They all do,” he said softly, his voice filled with appreciation.

Emmett, ever the jokester, leaned toward Rosalie, chuckling. “I should have suited up! I look good in green and brown,” he quipped, gesturing to the team colours.

Rosalie shot him an amused glance, playfully elbowing him. “Maybe next time, Emmett. But for now, let’s just enjoy the show.”

The atmosphere pulsed with the vibrant energy of the moment, and laughter and cheers resonated in their chests. They watched as Kaia embraced Jared, celebrating their triumph with the rest of the team. Caleb squealed in delight as Sam lifted him onto his shoulders, and the crowd surged forward to join in the festivities. The parking lot transformed into a hub of joy and connection.

As the song continued to play, the camaraderie of the Quileute Tribe blended seamlessly with the vibrant energy of the cheer team, illuminating the essence of the community they had all fought so hard to forge. In the backdrop of this celebration, under the moonlit, the Cullens felt the sense of belonging but also the profound strength of love and loyalty that enveloped them—a tapestry of connections that made every victory sweeter.

Kaia was walking toward Carlisle’s car, a gentle breeze rustling her hair beneath the silver moonlight. Beside her, Edward carried her bag and backpack while Esme and Carlisle chatted softly, their laughter blending with the distant echoes of the evening festivities. Kaia was still riding the high from the football game—her team had won, and she had inadvertently gotten the game ball when no one else was around to claim it.

As she approached the car, she realized she was still clutching the prize in her arms. A thought bubbled up, and she turned back toward Jared, who his teammates surrounded. “Hey, All-American, catch!” she called, tossing the football toward him with a playful smile.

Jared’s hands snatched the ball mid-air, and his eyes widened as he recognized it. “No way!” he exclaimed, a grin breaking across his face. “This is the game ball!” His cheer echoed through the night, and for a moment, the tension from their upcoming talk about changes in the Pack vanished.

“Hey, hey, Mama Kai, where do you think you’re going?” Remi, one of Jared’s teammates, cut into the moment, his voice teasing. 

Kaia turned, still smiling, as she handed her gym bag to Edward, who waited patiently by the car. “Uh… home? As you may have noticed, it’s baby bump bedtime.” She pointed to her stomach, where the small rounding of her form was becoming more noticeable, even in the moonlight.

“Nah, Mama Kai! It’s party time,” Remi insisted, puffing out his chest playfully. “As the unofficially fun Uncle of Baby Girl baby bump, she’s got to learn how we party up here in Quileute!”

The laughter and banter flowed around her like the crisp night air. “Come on, Kaia!” Mandy chimed in, pulling some enthusiasm into her tone. “It’s my last State Champ Game party before I graduate in June… and as the next cheer captain, you have to carry on these parties.”

Kaia raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on her lips. “Mmmm, I don’t know…” she mused, her resolve teasingly wavering.

“Remi will beg if you need him to,” Tia added, crossing her arms as she leaned against the fence, clearly enjoying the playful banter.

“Or I can start singing,” Remi jumped in eagerly, knowing full well that none of them wanted to hear that.

Kaia laughed, already imagining the chaos that would ensue if Remi broke into one of his off-key melodies. “Fine. Just because I won’t let Fork High listen to you sing,” she relented, feeling warm at the friendship. She grabbed her small purse from her gym bag and accepted Esme’s cell phone as Esme handed it to her, grateful for the distraction from her swirling thoughts about the Pack.

“Alright, let’s party!” Kaia declared, her spirits lifting as she decided to celebrate the moment rather than overthink the future she was stepping into. She felt Edward’s warm presence beside her, his supportive smile giving her the strength to embrace this fleeting moment of youth and joy.

As they all laughed and began planning to celebrate, Kaia glanced back at Jared. He caught her eye, a hint of seriousness shadowing his earlier excitement. Yes, they had things to discuss about the Pack and their friendship, but for tonight, she would let go of her worries. Tonight was for fun—and maybe a few sweet memories to carry with her through the changes that were just around the corner. 

The bonfire party crackled to life under the deep indigo sky, flames dancing like wild spirits in the cool evening air. Laughter and music intertwined with the scent of roasting marshmallows and the tang of smoke, creating an exhilarating and suffocating atmosphere for Jared. He stood at the edge of the gathering, his hands stuffed deep into his pockets, forcing a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

He could see Kaia among the crowd, her laughter ringing out like a bell, her long hair whipping around her shoulders as she threw her head back in joy. For a brief moment, he felt a pang of longing that ached for something lost. But the weight of the decision that loomed over him darkened his thoughts, turning joy into dread.

Tonight was the night he had to break her heart.

Part of him believed that she already knew. Their dynamic had shifted since Alice had shared her vision of Bella revealing the details of the pack meeting after Kaia’s birthday. He remembered how Kaia’s bright eyes had dulled slightly at the mention of the gathering; it was as if she had sensed the tremors of change in the air, a harbinger of the conversation looming over them like an impending storm.

Jared watched her as she mingled with their friends, her smile a blend of warmth and vulnerability that tugged at his heart. “It’s going to be okay,” he whispered to himself, trying to convince his racing thoughts that he wasn’t on the verge of shattering their world.

“Hey, Jared!” Mandy’s voice broke through his reverie, bright and bubbling as she approached. The sparkle in her eyes was infectious, yet it served as a stark reminder of what was at stake. “Kaia’s been looking for you.” Her enthusiasm only deepened the pit in his stomach.

“Yeah, I’ll…” His voice trailed off, and he was unsure how to finish the sentence. Instead, he glanced at Kaia, who was walking towards him with an expectant smile lighting up her face. Meeting her gaze felt like being crushed under the weight of a thousand unspoken words.

As she approached him, the chaotic world around them dimmed, leaving only the two of them standing at the water’s edge, a sanctuary apart from their friends’ laughter and frantic energy. “Jared,” Kaia said, her voice soft and laced with a hint of vulnerability, “want to go to our spot?” A shy smile graced her lips, radiating warmth even in the midst of turmoil.

Hand in hand, Kaia and Jared navigated the rocky path to the secluded cove overshadowed by towering cliffs that jutted into the sky. A gentle breeze tousled Kaia’s hair as they reached the shimmering shoreline. Kaia slipped off her worn sneakers, savouring the cool sensation of the water lapping around her ankles. A soft smile spread across her face as she gazed out over the crystal-clear waves.

In that serene moment, Jared’s heart began to pound in his chest, each beat echoing the urgency of what he needed to express. “Kaia,” he began, his voice trembling slightly, “it’s now or never. We need to talk.” His words hung in the air like a fragile thread, ready to snap.

Kaia’s smile dimmed just a fraction, and a flicker of worry crossed her expressive features. “I know,” she replied quietly, her uncertainty hanging heavily between them.

“I can’t believe I have to do this,” he confessed, wrestling with the instinct to sugarcoat the truth. “I… I think it’s time for us to step back. I can’t keep pretending everything about our friendship is platonic. There’s something I need to tell you, and it’s far from easy.”

Her eyes widened, processing his words. A jolt of fear gripped her, and she fought to suppress the thought gnawing at her: that he might indeed cut her out of his life, just as Alice had warned. He could see the realization washing over her, a dark cloud shadowing her vibrant expression. “I… I don’t understand. What do you mean by step back? We’re both in relationships with our chosen partners. Edward has never had an issue with you being in my life or the baby’s life. I thought Kim was starting to accept our friendship,” she replied, her voice steady, but the tremor in her hands betrayed her true feelings.

“There’s been a lot happening with the pack lately, and with the imprint coming back into focus, I need to prioritize that,” he explained, each word weighing down like lead, sinking painfully in the chasm of their shared memories. “It’s not just about us anymore.” His heart felt heavy as he spoke. “I think it’s best for both of us if we take some time apart. You need to concentrate on your journey, and I need to focus on mine.”

“Bullshit,” Kaia retorted, her brown eyes aflame with defiance. “This is a bullshit explanation, Jared. Be a man and tell me the truth. Was this your idea, or did Sam put you up to this?” A breath caught in her throat, and her shoulders sagged slightly as if the weight of his words had knocked all the air from her.

“No, it’s not about choosing her over you or what anyone else wants,” he rushed to clarify, desperation curling around his words. He wanted to alleviate the pain etched across her beautiful face. “It’s about what these new chapters mean for all of us. I care about you, Kaia—I always will—but I can’t lean on you anymore. It wouldn’t be fair.” 

“Fair,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Fair to Kim, you mean. Because, as I said, Edward knows how much you mean to me, and I understand what Kim means in your life! I’m the one who taught you about imprinting; I taught both you and Kim!” Kaia’s voice rose, spiralling with the emotional charge between them.

Tears shimmered in her eyes, reflecting the distant flickering flames of their friends’ fire. “I thought we were in this together. I thought you—above all others—were the one person I could count on, no matter the circumstances.” Her voice quaked with uncharacteristic vulnerability, and inwardly, Jared wished to envelop her in his arms, to take back every heartbreaking word he had just spoken.

Jared’s heart ached as he recalled the six-year-old boy he once was, who vowed to protect and love the five-year-old Kaia after witnessing her father’s cruelty. 

“We are,” he murmured, his voice breaking as he reached for her hand, but she recoiled, stepping back as if his touch seared her skin. “But sometimes… I have to remember that I’m not your mate, and you’re not my imprint… I have Kim, and you have Edward.”

A tense silence unfurled between them, heavy with unspoken words, filled only by the distant sounds of laughter and the crackling of the fire. Kaia finally turned her gaze away, staring down at the sandy ground as tears streamed down her cheeks, carving silent trails of heartbreak. “I can’t believe this is happening,” she whispered, disbelief colouring her voice.

His heart shattered at her words, echoing the weight of his regret. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.” 

She attempted to wipe the tears away with trembling hands, an emotional fortress supposed to shelter her collapsing as her expression hardened, revealing a steely resolve. “Then maybe you should have thought about that before I let you in.” Her words hung in the air, stark and unrelenting, like the crashing waves against the rocky shore.

With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing by the fire, swallowed by the chaos of the party but isolated in his heartache. Jared watched her retreating figure, confronting the painful truth that he would carry the burden of this moment long after the bonfire had burned out. In breaking her heart, he had also broken a piece of himself.

As Kaia walked away from the beach, a part of her felt as if it were dying. The safety net she had always relied upon—Jared—now lay in tatters, and what remained was a chasm of loneliness and betrayal. With every step she took along the sandy path, the laughter of her friends faded into a haunting echo, punctuated by the voices of Bella and Jacob calling her back, urging her to talk, to share, to be part of the group once more. But instead of comfort, resentment boiled within her. 

How could they call her back? How could they act as if everything was normal when her world had just crumbled? She had always thought of them as family, yet now, they seemed complicit in her heartache. She felt angry with each member of the Pack. They had taken away her best friend—her rock—in the name of what? Some misguided attempt to facilitate an imprint that clearly was not meant to be? Jared and Kim’s connection felt flimsy, moulded by necessity rather than genuine love, and she couldn’t fathom why they pushed for it so hard. 

She was the healer in this wild, chaotic world. If only they had turned to her and asked for her help and insight to manage this whole mess. Instead, they had chosen to cut her out as if her bond with Jared held no value—a decision that deepened the wound in her heart.

As she continued to walk, lost in her swirling thoughts, she almost missed the gleam of Alice’s 2006 Porsche 911 Turbo sitting quietly along the treaty line. The shiny car stood out against the backdrop of nature, a stark contrast to her emotional turmoil. When she approached, Alice was leaning against the car, her expression a mix of concern and understanding.

“Does your family know?” Kaia asked, sliding into the passenger seat. The plush leather felt both foreign and comforting.

“I told them, and Edward worried about you,” Alice replied, her voice gentle yet firm. “Jared and his family care about you too. They’re your family.”

The weight of Alice’s words struck her like a blow. She hadn’t considered that in distancing herself from Jared, she had also lost his family, the ones she had come to love deeply. The realization twisted in her gut, making the pain even sharper. 

“Not anymore,” Kaia whispered, staring out the window as the world passed by in a blur of colours. “Not after what happened. The bond feels broken. It feels like they chose someone else over me, and I can’t just pretend that doesn’t hurt.”

Alice’s hand rested on the gear shift, a moment’s pause as she contemplated her response. “You’re hurting, and it’s valid, but don’t lose sight of the people who genuinely care about you in this mess. They’re still here, Kaia. You’re not alone unless you choose to be.”

“But I feel alone,” Kaia admitted, her voice barely audible, the words slipping from her lips before she could hold them back. “Jared was my anchor in this storm, and now? Now it’s like I don’t even recognize my place anymore.”

“Because he’s not just your safety net; he’s your friend. Loss is part of life, but it doesn’t mean you have to let it define you,” Alice said, steady and calm. “Every day might be hard right now, but those you care about are here if you let them.”

As they drove, Kaia felt the weight of the world pressing down on her chest. Alice had a way of saying things that made her think, and maybe she was right—perhaps shutting everyone out would only lead to further pain. But the fear of being hurt again was strong, and the thought of being vulnerable again made her stomach churn.

“You still have me, Kaia,” Alice continued, sensing the turmoil that twisted in Kaia’s eyes. “And I didn’t come here to force you to talk but to remind you that you don’t have to walk this path alone. You just have to allow yourself to trust again.”

Kaia nodded slowly, unsure if she could find that trust again. Could she open her heart after everything? Tears threatened to spill over as she considered the emptiness that loomed within her. But amidst it all, one undeniable truth remained: she needed to find a way to heal for herself and for those she cared about. 

As Alice navigated the winding road away from the beach, Kaia realized that she had a choice to make—a choice to embrace the healing that life could offer or to let resentment envelop her like a shroud. Maybe, just maybe, she could find a way to reclaim the parts of herself that felt lost and die a little less each day.

Kaia bypassed the soft calls from the Cullens, who beckoned her to join them in the living room. The inviting atmosphere of their home felt worlds away from her swirling emotions, and she needed space to think, feel, and process the storm within her. With a quick, decisive motion, she slammed the door to her and Edward’s bedroom, the sound echoing as if it could drown out her turmoil.

Once inside, she hurried to the walk-in closet, frantically turning the handle to lock the door behind her. The small, dark space enveloped her in shadows, a cocoon from the realities weighing heavily upon her. With a choked scream that felt like it was clawing its way up from the depths of despair, she collapsed onto the floor, tears spilling freely down her cheeks.

Jared’s final words echoed through her mind like a haunting melody, reminding her of the fourteen years of friendship that had dissolved into tension over the Pack’s dynamics, the imprinting, and ultimately, their relationship. How could something that had started as harmless childhood adventures—running wild through the woods and dreaming of the future—end with so much pain? The simplicity of it all burned in her heart like a lost ember, flickering in the dark as it faded from existence.

With each sob, Kaia lamented the innocence of childhood that felt irrevocably shattered. Jared’s house had always been a refuge, a place where his parents, K’aw Kmi and K’aw K’apa, allowed her to be just a girl with hopes and dreams. But now, their warmth seemed like a distant memory, and she mourned the loss of her friends and the family she had chosen. “I miss you, K’aw Kmi. I miss you, K’aw K’apa,” she cried, grief-stricken.

Her thoughts shifted to her immense sacrifice for Bella—an exchange that now felt like a regret etched across her heart. Kaia had risked everything for a life that forces beyond her control had torn apart. “Did any of them even care?” she sobbed, her voice cracking with despair. The Quileute Tribe had seen her as a means to an end, a pawn in a game far larger than herself. And now, with the weight of that realization, anger bubbled alongside her sadness.

What about the life she and Jared had envisioned? Their naive dreams of a simple existence—one without vampires or the weight of the Pack’s expectations—felt so tantalizingly out of reach. She could picture it so clearly: lazy afternoons spent at the river, laughter echoing in the trees, and promises made in sunlight. Instead, here she sat, tangled in a web of loyalties and supernatural burdens she had never asked for.

And then there was Edward. With each tear that fell, she felt the pang of guilt that came with her turmoil. He had been there for her, unwavering and steadfast, ready to step into every role she had ever wanted Jared to fill. Yet she couldn’t help but lash out, punishing him for the very nature that made him what he was. “Why?” she whispered into the dark, more to herself than anyone else. “Why did it have to be this way?”

At that moment, she realized that the wolf gene had only become active because of the threat posed by the Cullens. It was all so complex; everything had intertwined, turning friendships into rivalries, love into sacrifice. The true Alpha Female was being hunted, and they were all caught in an age-old battle that had nothing to do with them yet had changed everything.

Kaia’s cries echoed through the closet, her body shaking with the weight of her emotions. Alone in the shadows, she grieved for the friendship she lost, the family that was torn away, the life that could have been, and the love she felt trapped between. It was a kaleidoscope of heartache, and as she sat amongst the shoes and forgotten clothes, she began to understand that her journey was only just beginning—one filled with choices she needed to confront, truths she had to embrace, and a future she had yet to define.

Notes:

Two more chapters for Part 1

Chapter 11: Chapter VIII

Summary:

Skyscraper:
It is a very tall building with many stories

Notes:

It is another NC17 scene in this chapter, so beware and look for the ** if you want to skip it.

Kaia woke with a start, the soft, familiar sheets enveloping her like a warm embrace. She was disoriented for a moment; the memory of last night flashed through her mind. She had been in the walk-in closet, tears spilling down her cheeks, overwhelmed by the whirlwind of emotions. Now, she was snug in the large bed she shared with Edward, yet he was nowhere in sight.

Frowning, Kaia rolled over to check the clock on the nightstand—1 AM. Edward usually occupied his side of the bed, engrossed in a book, his golden eyes flicking back and forth over the words. But tonight, the space was empty, and a wave of unease washed over her. 

Deciding to investigate, she slipped out of bed and padded quietly out of their bedroom. The house was wrapped in a heavy silence, the kind that lingered when the Cullen family disappeared into the night. Kaia went to the living room, half-expecting to see Edward and his brothers engaged in one of their late-night gaming marathons. Instead, she found Carlisle sitting alone, perusing a medical journal on the couch.

“Where’s everyone?” she asked, a hint of disappointment in her voice.

Carlisle looked up, his kind expression immediately soothing her nerves. “They went hunting,” he replied gently. “With all the humans around today, it was a bit of a strain for them.”

Kaia nodded, recalling the bustling crowd they had encountered during their outing earlier that day. She understood the need for control, especially for her family. “Will they be gone long?” 

“Just until Sunday,” Carlisle assured her. “You needn’t worry about them. They’re a resourceful bunch and know how to care for themselves.”

Kaia sank into the plush chair opposite him, her heart heavy with longing. “It’s just… I’m struggling a bit with cravings. Right now, I can only think about a hot fudge sundae, six chicken McNuggets with sweet and sour sauce, fries, apple juice, and a McChicken with extra mayo and sweet and sour sauce.”

Carlisle’s lips quirked into a smile at this confession, and a soft, melodious laugh escaped him. It was a gentle sound that echoed through the room, filling it with warmth. “I may be a vampire, but I think we can manage a late-night food run,” he said, the twinkle in his eyes revealing his delight in helping her. Let’s get you what you crave.”

Kaia couldn’t help but grin at his enthusiasm. “Really? You’d do that for me?”

 

“Of course,” he replied, standing up and offering his hand. “Let’s take my Mercedes. It has a nice smooth ride.”

Kaia settled into the soft leather of Carlisle’s Mercedes, feeling a strange comfort in its familiarity as they pulled away from the house. The engine’s hum and the dashboard lights’ gentle glow created a cozy atmosphere, even as the cool night air rushed in through the slightly cracked window. Her excitement tingled in her stomach as she thought about the McDonald’s menu that awaited her: a hot fudge sundae, McNuggets, and fries—comfort food she had missed so dearly.

As Carlisle navigated the quiet streets, Kaia turned her gaze out of the window. The night sky was a deep indigo, dotted with stars that seemed to twinkle in rhythm with her heartbeat. But the full moon, hanging low and luminous in the sky, captivated her the most. It cast a silver glow over the landscape, illuminating everything in its path. Kaia couldn’t help but smile at its beauty.

“Did you know my middle name means moon?” she said, breaking the comfortable silence between them. 

Carlisle turned to look at her briefly, curiosity flashing in his golden eyes. “No, I didn’t know that,” he replied, a hint of wonder in his tone. “Do you feel connected to the moon?”

Kaia paused, contemplating the question. The moon had always held a certain magic for her, its glow calming whenever she felt overwhelmed. “Sometimes,” she admitted softly. “I think it’s because it’s so constant. No matter what happens, it’s always there, shining bright. It reminds me that things can change, but beauty can still exist.”

Carlisle nodded thoughtfully, his expression warm as he focused back on the road. “I understand that feeling. The moon has witnessed so much, hasn’t it? Countless stories unfold beneath its light.”

Kaia nodded, feeling a kinship with the celestial body. “Exactly. It’s like a silent guardian, watching over everyone.”

As they drove through the quiet streets, a comforting silence wrapped around Kaia and Carlisle, occasionally punctured by the soft hum of the car. Kaia felt a curiosity bubbling inside her, the kind that often emerged during moments of calm reflection. She turned toward Carlisle, her voice breaking the stillness. “Tell me about Edward and you. Edward sees you as his father, and I know he loves you. I know he was the first you turned into a vampire.”

Carlisle glanced over at her, a soft smile gracing his lips as the warmth of Kaia’s question settled in the air. “I look at my… son. His strength, goodness, the brightness that shines out of him—and it only fuels that hope and faith more than ever. How could there not be more for one such as Edward?”

Kaia leaned in, eager for the stories woven into their shared past. “What do you mean?”

Carlisle’s gaze returned to the road ahead, the memories flooding back like whispers from the past. “Edward was created by me in 1918. He was dying from Spanish influenza, and his mother, Elizabeth Masen, was desperate to save him. I was working at the hospital that night, and she came to me, pleading for my help. She had so little time.”

“What happened?” Kaia asked, her heart racing with the weight of the tale.

“Elizabeth died just an hour after that plea,” Carlisle continued, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “With not enough hands—and eyes—to help the countless suffering, I took it upon myself to bring Edward home with me. I changed him to fulfill Elizabeth’s last wish but also out of the deep-seated loneliness that had haunted me for centuries. I yearned for companionship.”

Kaia watched the road and the way the moonlight cast shadows on Carlisle’s features, accentuating the wisdom in every line. “But it must have been hard for him at first?”

“Yes,” Carlisle agreed, his expression turning pensive. “At first, Edward left me. My way of life was too unusual, too far removed from what he had once known. He sought to fit into a world without a place for him. But, eventually, he returned. We travelled together across the U.S., always cautious to preserve our secret and blend in with a society that would find far too strange that we do not age.”

“What was it like for him?” Kaia asked, captivated by the emotional depth of the story.

Carlisle’s gaze softened, a protective glimmer evident in his golden eyes. “I gave him the kind of love and bond that his real father could not. Edward thinks of me as the best parent anyone could ever have. He strives his hardest to live up to my expectations and be someone I could be proud of.”

Kaia nodded, absorbing every word. “And you? How did you feel about him?”

“Unconditionally,” Carlisle said, his voice filled with warmth. “I loved him from the moment he entered my life. Yet, I worried for him. I could sense the weight of his unhappiness, the struggle within him.”

Kaia watched the city lights flash by, a tapestry of fleeting pulses in the dark. Carlisle’s love, hope, and family stories resonated deeply with her. “I can see how much he means to you. It’s beautiful.”

Carlisle smiled, his gaze steady on the road. “Family is the greatest gift we can offer one another, especially in a world that often feels unforgiving. Edward and I share an unbreakable bond—a connection built on love, understanding, and the desire for a brighter future, one day at a time.”

“What about Rose?”

Kaia leaned back in her seat, absorbing Carlisle’s words about Rosalie. The serenity of the night wrapped around them like a soft blanket, creating a safe space for revelations. “It sounds like Rosalie has had a tumultuous past,” she said softly, her curiosity piqued.

Carlisle nodded, the warmth in his eyes deepening. “Her story is one of resilience and redemption. She has always been fiercely independent and confrontational, but beneath that bravado lies a profound vulnerability. When I found her in the streets of Rochester, she was on the brink of death, and all I could think about was saving her life.”

Kaia’s heart tightened at the thought. “It must have been hard for her, feeling like you took away her humanity.”

“Yes,” Carlisle replied with a sigh. “In her eyes, I stole her chance at a normal life. But from the beginning, I hoped to give her a family and a chance to rediscover herself among us. I did not intervene when she sought vengeance on those who wronged her; she deserved that justice. It was an important part of her healing.”

“But she found her way back to you, eventually,” Kaia mused, her gaze drifting out the window again. “It sounds like she realized what mattered most.”

“Indeed,” Carlisle said, a soft smile easing his features. “Over time, Rosalie began to see the beauty in companionship, the strength in family. Her relationship with Emmett transformed everything. It gave her a sense of belonging for which she longed. And through it all, she has become one of the most passionate advocates for medicine amongst us.”

As Kaia sat silently, she couldn’t help but reflect on her journey. Like Rosalie, she had felt the pangs of losing her sense of self amid the tumult of transformation. The craving for connection and understanding had echoed throughout her experiences. She realized that she, too, was seeking a place in this extraordinary family, not just as Edward’s partner but as an individual worthy of love and acceptance.

“Rosalie and I… we have something in common,” Kaia finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “We both had to redefine ourselves in this new life. She faced the shadows of her past and emerged strong, and I hope to do the same.”

Carlisle’s golden eyes sparkled with understanding as he regarded her. “You have the same strength within you, Kaia. You’ve shown resilience in the face of challenges and embraced this family with an open heart. You’ll carve out your path, just as Rosalie did.”

She appreciated the reassurance, feeling a warmth spread through her like sunlight breaking through the clouds. “Thank you, Carlisle. I’d love to get to know Rosalie and learn from her.”

He smiled, a fatherly pride radiating from him. “I believe you two would have much to share. She values loyalty, as you do. And she recognizes the importance of standing firm in your beliefs. It won’t be long before you find common ground.”

Kaia’s excitement bubbled beneath her calm exterior. “I want to hear her story, to understand her perspective. It’s important to me.”

When they pulled into the McDonald’s parking lot, Kaia shifted her focus to the present, feeling hungry and energized by the conversation. As they exited the car, she knew this late-night food run had become something more; it was a stepping stone toward understanding herself and those who loved her.

As Kaia munched on her chicken McNuggets, she glanced over at Carlisle, who was focused on the road, the soft hum of the Mercedes filling the air around them. “Carlisle, Edward said something about you and Esme, and I want your take on your relationship,” she said, the warmth of the food contrasting with the cool night air. “He mentioned that more than eighty years had passed since you found her, yet you still look at her with those incredulous eyes of first love. It would always be that way for you, he said.”

Carlisle turned slightly to meet her gaze, a soft smile curling his lips. The corners of his eyes crinkled with the fondness he felt for Esme. “Ah, Esme…” he began, his voice thick with nostalgia. “Our story is indeed long, but it began with the simplest of encounters.”

He took a breath before continuing, his gaze steady on the road ahead. “I first met Esme when she was just sixteen. It was during a summer in the small town where I practiced medicine. A girl her age, curious about the world, had been climbing trees, as many adolescents do. She fell and broke her leg—a clean break, but painful nonetheless. I happened to be the only doctor in the area then, and I rushed to help her.”

Kaia listened intently, eyes wide as she imagined the scene. “What was she like?” she asked, curious to glimpse the past.

“Esme was bright and full of life despite her injury. There was a resilience about her that drew me in. As I treated her leg, we talked. She had this innocence and a hopeful spark in her eyes. I can’t quite explain it, but at that moment, she made an impression on me that I’ve never forgotten. She found a special place in my heart from that day forward.”

A smile played on Kaia’s lips as she pictured young Esme, full of spirit. “What happened after that?”

Carlisle continued, “Life went on, as it tends to do, and years passed. I thought of her often but didn’t cross paths with her again until much later. Unfortunately, tragedy had struck. She had lost her son, and in her grief, she fell into despair. When I found her, she was dying, and I couldn’t bear the thought of losing her.”

Kaia felt the weight of Carlisle’s words, and the tenderness in his voice spoke volumes. “So you turned her?” 

“Yes,” he confirmed gently. “I knew I couldn’t let her life end like that. She deserved more than to suffer. To my surprise, Esme accepted the transformation remarkably well. Her strength and determination shone through even in that darkest moment.”

“What was it like for her?” Kaia asked, a mix of curiosity and empathy in her tone.

“I will never forget the moment she regained consciousness. There was a light in her eyes, a new beginning blooming within her. We became inseparable, and before long, we fell in love. It was a fast and effortless love that felt right from the start.” He paused, lost in his memories. “Her passion for loving others helped her embrace this eternal life. She devoted herself fully to me, to our family, and created a home filled with warmth and care.”

Kaia smiled, imagining Esme’s nurturing spirit helping create something beautiful from their unconventional life. “It’s so sweet to hear how you two found each other, even in difficult circumstances. It’s a love story that feels timeless.”

“Indeed, it is,” Carlisle said, glancing toward her with eyes that sparkled with fondness. “After all these years, I still see her with the same wonder I felt when I first met her. She remains my greatest treasure, the heartbeat of our family, and a constant reminder of what love truly is.”

As they drove home through the moonlit streets, Kaia felt the warmth of their bond linger in the air, a powerful testament to love’s enduring nature. She savoured another bite of her McNuggets, her heart full, knowing that even among the challenges of their world, connections like Carlisle and Esme’s would always shine brightly.

Kaia climbed the stairs, letting out a contented sigh as she reached the top. The warmth of the house washed over her, a stark contrast to the cool evening air they had just left behind. Looking back at Carlisle, who lingered at the last step, she felt a swell of gratitude.

“Hey, Carlisle… thanks for tonight,” she said, her voice carrying a touch of warmth that matched the smile on her lips. “Normally, Edward would have gotten my cravings for me since my little one, and I always think about food. But having you, her grandfather, was fun to take a break from your patient files to humour your pregnant daughter-in-law with a late-night McDonald’s run.”

Carlisle chuckled softly, the sound reverberating through the dimly lit hallway. “It was my pleasure, Kaia. Besides, a late-night food adventure is always a delight, especially when it involves classic comfort food.” His golden eyes sparkled with that familiar warmth that promised understanding and support.

Kaia nodded, heartwarming at the thought of Carlisle taking time out of his schedule for her. “Maybe tomorrow, we can do that full check-up you wanted to do and start making birthing plans. I know I haven’t had the baby on my mind as much as I should have for months, but I’m 25 weeks along now. I only have 15 weeks before she arrives…”

Carlisle’s expression softened further as he recognized the mixture of excitement and anxiety in her voice. “It’s completely normal to feel overwhelmed, especially with everything that’s happening. But you’re doing wonderfully, and I’m here to help you through every step. We’ll take our time with the check-up and the birth plans. There’s no rush.”

Kaia felt a weight lift off her shoulders at his reassurance. “Thanks, Carlisle. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you right now.” She touched his arm lightly before turning toward her bedroom, her mind bubbling over with thoughts about the baby and the future.

As she opened the door and stepped inside, Kaia was enveloped in the familiar scent of her home, mixed with the faintest trace of Edward’s cologne. She gazed around the room, filled with mementos of their life together, and felt a wash of love fill her heart. Edward’s absence had been palpable tonight, but she knew he was just out hunting with the family, ensuring their safety and normalcy.

“Kaia! Is that you?” Edward’s voice broke through the night with a sense of urgency, accompanied by the rapid sound of footsteps. A moment later, he appeared in the doorway, his expression a mixture of concern and relief. “I was worried about you.”

She smiled at him, pregnant with the joy of being with him once more. “I’m okay, just out for a midnight snack run with Carlisle.”

“Of course,” Edward replied, shaking his head playfully as he approached her. His golden gaze softened, and he cupped her face in both hands. “I missed you while I was gone.”

Kaia leaned into his touch, the warmth radiating through her like a gentle tide. “I missed you, too, but we had a fun adventure tonight.”

“Next time, I’ll be the one taking you out,” he promised, a spark of competitiveness shining in his eyes.

“Deal,” she replied, a giggle escaping her lips as she stepped into his embrace.

As they settled down together, Kaia felt a rush of gratitude for the support she had received—a family that cared deeply, a mate who cherished her, and a father-in-law who patiently guided her through the labyrinth of pregnancy.

“We can talk more about the check-up and the plans tomorrow,” she said, her head resting comfortably against Edward’s shoulder. “I have a lot on my mind, but I feel more at ease with you both in my corner.”

“Always,” Edward whispered, gently kissing her forehead—their love, mixed with anticipation of their future, wrapped around them like a comforting blanket. 

In the quiet of their moonlit room, Kaia felt a gentle peace wash over her, a warm cocoon that told her they were ready to face whatever came next. The soft glow from the full moon filtered through the sheer curtains, casting delicate patterns on the walls. The world outside fell into an enchanted stillness. It felt like a magical moment suspended in time, where every heartbeat resonated with unspoken promises and dreams.

Kaia turned to Edward, who lay beside her, watching the moonlight dance across her features. She smiled softly and broke the silence, saying, “You know, I kind of called Carlisle the baby’s grandfather, and since I’m yet to agree to that ring…” 

Edward’s golden eyes lit up with a mixture of surprise and excitement. He took that rare moment in stride, appreciating how effortlessly Kaia swept into conversations that seemed both mundane and monumental. He was out of bed in a flash, moving with a kind of graceful urgency. 

Moments later, he reappeared in the softly lit room, tenderly cradling his mother’s intricately designed ring as if it were the most invaluable treasure in the world. The delicate white gold band sparkled in the gentle light, casting tiny reflections that danced on the walls. With a deep breath, he sank down onto one knee beside the bed, the sincerity in his voice a stark contrast to the whirlwind of emotions swirling around them. 

“Kaia Celina Smith,” he began, his gaze steady, filled with an earnest determination that made her heart race. “I’ve already spoken with Jared’s father to seek his blessing for this moment, and rest assured, Jared is aware of my intentions as well, so there’s no need for you to worry about them.” 

Kaia felt her breath hitch in her throat. A tumultuous wave of anticipation filled the small, intimate space, amplifying the significance of what was unfolding. 

“I can’t pinpoint the exact moment I fell in love with you,” Edward continued, his eyes lingering on hers with a depth of feeling, “but I know that every single day since has been nothing short of a blessing. From our late-night conversations that stretch into dawn, filled with laughter and secrets, to the exhilarating adventures we embark on each morning, you’ve transformed my life into something far richer and infinitely more meaningful.” He paused for a heartbeat, allowing the weight of his heartfelt words to envelop them, creating a cocoon of tenderness in the air. “I yearn to create countless more beautiful moments like these with you, to build a life together. I want to be a father to our baby. Will you marry me?”

Tears of joy welled in her eyes as a radiant smile broke across Kaia’s face. “Yes!” she exclaimed, hardly able to contain her excitement. She held out her right hand, her left encased in an air cast. “The moment this cast is off, the ring will go on the left,” she added with a playful grin.

Edward laughed, which filled the room with warmth and joy, and slipped the ring onto her finger, ensuring it rested comfortably. It was delicate, with an intricate design that glimmered under the moonlight. It felt right—just like everything else at that moment. They shared a tender smile, their hearts in tune with one another, ready to take on the future together.

As they sat in their moonlit room, hands intertwined and gazes locked, Kaia felt the world outside fade into the background. The worries and uncertainties that once clouded her mind began to dissipate. She was no longer alone in her struggles; Edward was her rock, her partner in every sense of the word.

“Whatever comes our way, we’ll face it together,” Edward promised, his voice a soothing melody that filled her with assurance. 

Kaia nodded, feeling a newfound strength surging through her. “Together,” she echoed, her heart soaring at the prospect of their journey ahead. 

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In the heart of the night, under the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the bedroom window, Edward has an insatiable hunger for Kaia and finds himself spellbound. A 25-week pregnant Kaia had just changed into a Push Up Lace Babydoll in Pink-A-Boo, her body transforming in the most breathtaking ways. Her baby bump, a testament to his lust, was a sight that stirred him profoundly. Her breasts, fuller and more inviting than ever, strained against the delicate fabric, making his fangs ache with desire.

Sensing his gaze, Kaia turned to him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She sauntered over, her hips swaying seductively, and pressed a tender kiss to his lips. Edward, unable to resist, deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that left them both breathless. He pulled away, his eyes never leaving hers, and with a flick of his wrist, he pushed off the strap of her baby doll. The fabric fell away, revealing her swollen breasts, the nipples hard and inviting.

“Fuck, Kaia,” Edward groaned, his voice heavy with desire. “You’re so damn beautiful.” He cupped her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples, causing her to gasp and arch into his touch. He leaned in, his fangs grazing her neck, making her shiver in anticipation.

Kaia, never one to be outdone, pushed him onto the bed, her eyes filled with a hunger that matched his own. She straddled him, her wet pussy pressing against his hard cock. She rocked her hips, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through them both. Edward growled, his hands gripping her hips, grinding her against him.

“God, Edward,” Kaia moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure. “I need you inside me.” She reached down, her fingers teasing his cock through his pants. Edward groaned, his hips bucking up into her touch. He quickly undid his pants, his cock springing free, stiff and throbbing.

Kaia wasted no time; she positioned herself over him, her wet pussy teasing the head of his cock. She lowered herself onto him, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth. They both groaned, the sensation of their bodies joining, sending waves of pleasure through them.

Kaia began to move, her hips rocking against him, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Edward reached up, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples. Kaia moaned, her walls tightening around him, her orgasm building.

Edward, unable to resist, flipped them over, his body covering hers. He thrust into her, his movements deep and slow, his eyes never leaving hers. Kaia moaned, her nails digging into his back, her orgasm just within reach.

Edward leaned down, his fangs grazing her neck, making her shiver. “May I?” he asked, his voice a husky whisper. Kaia nodded, her breath hitching in anticipation. Edward licks down her neck. The sensation of his lick sent Kaia over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her, her walls clamping down on his cock.

Edward groaned, her orgasm pushing him over the edge. He thrust into her one last time, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his cum. He pulled away from her neck, his tongue licking his lip. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.

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They lay intertwined beneath a canopy of stars, their bodies melding together as if crafted from the same essence. Kaia gazed up at him, her eyes shimmering with a potent mix of love and yearning, illuminated by the silvery glow of the moonlight that bathed them in a soft, ethereal light. Edward returned her gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face, his eyes reflecting his affection’s depth. In that serene moment, as the world around them faded away, they were utterly consumed by one another—two souls entwined in a bond that defied the very fabric of their disparate worlds. Their bodies, entwined in a gentle embrace, spoke volumes of a profound love destined to endure through time itself, a love that would echo across eternity.

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Notes:

The summary is usually a one-word song and one more to set up the next part, which will be... drum roll... THE BABY. We get to see Daddy Edward and Auntie Rosie.