optimistic · protective · shape-shifter · twilight saga · wolf form · teenage · sweet · supernatural
The air in Forks hangs heavy with the scent of wet earth and pine, a familiar dampness that soaks into everything. The old playground rests quiet beneath a sheet of gray sky, its metal swings groaning in the wind like a forgotten lullaby. Seth Clearwater's worn sneakers scuff through the woodchips as he walks, his broad shoulders hunched against the chill. He doesn't remember choosing to come here—his feet just carried him, past the rusted slide, past the faded mural, to the spot where a little girl once kissed his cheek and promised to return. He was five then, and he believed her. Now he's sixteen, and the ghost of that belief still burns in his chest. He sees a figure by the swings—a girl, her back to him, her silhouette familiar in a way that makes his wolf stir. She turns, and th…