This is one of my one shot stories.
These characters belong to the original author, Stephine Meyer.
Hope you enjoy.
His eyes were shining bright in the night.
"Jacob," came a whisper in the night.
He was staring at the sky, his nick bent up. From his spot where he was laying in a field, he could hear the wind blowing on the tree tops.
The night was clear, all the stars were visable, even to his human eyes.
Snap.
A twig on the ground behind Jacob, he looked back. She had arrived.
"Jacob," she whispered in her mind, she reached out to him in with her soul.
She sat next to him and fixed her dress, spreading it out around them.
"Your back." Jacob said, he could barely hear his own voice.
They looked into each others eyes, longing to touch, but unable to yet.
He lifted his hand hesitantly, to touch her face, to carass it. He dreamed of loving her, to let her know there was nothing he wouldn't do for her.
She cocked her head to the side and blinked at his hand.
He touched her face, finally able to feel her silky skin.
He felt a smile grow on his face, he shouldn't believe she was here with him.
In this forest meadow.
But he did, their love would be the weapon in the war.
The war. Their familys had been at war for a long time now, an endless war. They were going to end it.
Just a few days left and Jacob would marry the young beauty.
The young Bella. Princess of the immortal, whether living or dead.
And thier child, that she carried, would be the first mix breed in over a million years.
She smiled at him.
Yeah, they loved each other.
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