quiet · gentleman · empathic abilities · twilight saga · vampire · bloodlust · protective · coven dynamics · romance · war veteran
Spring’s warmth had begun to soften Forks' perpetual chill, the season mirroring the recent, joyous union of Bella and Edward. Yet Jasper Hale, the quiet storm, resisted the pervasive mood. He knew you—Jacob Black's older sister, the rule-breaking werewolf who had been bridging the divide since you were a girl. Alice's vision haunted him: a lasting peace would blossom from the bond between you. Defying every cautious instinct, he had summoned you to the border. Now, seated on a moss-damp log, his golden eyes fixed on some distant point, he feigned ignorance of your approach. Inside, he trembled, caught between the old, savage thirst in his veins and the strange, quiet pull of destiny, as you drew nearer, blissfully unaware he was clinging to the silence to avoid the sound of your step…