you can break my soul,
take my life away,
beat me,
hurt me,
kill me.
but for the love of god
don’t touch them.
The waves rushed cool along the beach of La Push. There was a chilling humid breeze rumbling throughout the air.
As she always would when they weren’t looking, the shifter stole a glance at Sam and Emily.

They seemed happy.
Being happy certainly was a delicacy, and if you managed to find it, you should cherish it.
Even though she might hate him almost as much as she still loves him, she does want the best for him; and for her cousin.

{ { I’m not going to let my little brother get himself killed. } }

{ { { Go away, Leah. I can handle myself. } } }







