I don't know how frequently I am able to update this story with me starting University next week and being totally invested in my Under The Dome fanfic but since I only update stories that people are interested in, I decided to give you Chapter 1 already.
Feedback is very much appreciated since it defines whether of not I continue this story.
Prolog
I did not like the idea of going into Forks, Washington. Not that I had been there before, not that I knew anything or anyone there. It wasn't even that I detected some kind of thread in that town. I just simply had what little information I gathered about our soon-to-become temporary home not appealing to me.
Of course I had been right not wanting to go there because almost as soon as we sat foot into town everything went to shit. And when I say everything, I mean everything.
If I, just this once, had stood my ground and begged James not to leave, we'd still be together right now. He was my mate and honestly loved me, so he would've let me convince him eventually. But I never stood up to him.
I wasn't weak, by all means no, but I loved him enough, to let him make important decisions for the both of us. I let him be the one in charge, the only one with power over me, because I knew he liked it – and I was getting rewarded with a mate, a friend, a companion, a great hunting partner and a passionate lover.
Thinking about it now, I sometimes curse myself for choosing another hot night, destroying someone else's bedroom (or whatever we reached before our animalistic instincts took us over) for one lonely night (really what was one night, when you had a whole eternity together?), out hunting, replaying in my mind how pissed off he'd been when he disappeared in a flash I wouldn't have seen if not for my own vampiristic abilities.
I'm still in love with him, probably that will never change. Not in the eternity we both had to live. And who knows, maybe we can find our way back to one another, back to being lovers, after this damn human took his last breath.
He promised to wait for me and I believed him. After all he chased me once for over a century and did not give up on me until I finally let him catch me.
Maybe then, we can spend the rest of eternity as mates. The real kind this time, because after having this freaking dog fucking imprinting on me, somebody owed me.
Big time.
A few things, I obviously do not go with the Twilight timeline, since the imprinting process sets in when they first meet.
Second, it is known that werevolves imprinted on immortals live along with them as long as they don't have to stop phasing. After that point, they age again. For the purpose of this story (and maybe a continuation) they do need to stop phasing between the age of 25 and 35.
Third, it's set later than the events in Twilight, so all of my charachters are at least 18 years old.
I know this Chapter is not very long, but it is supposed to give you a glimpse into the story. Chapter two is already written and depending on interest, I will post it as soon as possible.