AN: So, there aren't many werewolf Bella fanfics where she is a full moon wolf and ends up with Edward. So, I decided to do one. I will post some info on the story's blog about my version of Werewolves; we all know what the Twilight Vampires are like.
The story is, as well, set after Twilight, and a bit before New Moon.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or anything to do with it. Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight.
I looked out at the nearing full moon. Memories of the past summer filled my mind, and they are great. Of my boyfriend Edward and of my best friend Alice; of Carlisle and Esme, second parents to me; Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie, though Rosalie always has held a certain distaste for me.
It was all good.
We'd all had fun. Since I first fell in love with Edward, and he told me what he was, I knew I had found a family. Charlie was family to me, but if anything, I fit in with the Cullens more than my own father.
But when the full moon comes, I have to leave. Lock myself up in my closet, and find a way to keep them away. Or run through the woods, which ever to avoid them. I know I can't attack them, due to the fact that it's not possible for a wolf to attack a loved one, but I fear their reaction. Werewolves are hated by vampires. It is law to kill a wolf upon sight. It's not that I don't trust them, because I do. It's just that I'm afraid; I'll be defenseless on the full moon against them if they do decide to turn on me.
I know Edward wouldn't do that though, he loves me with all his heart, and I the same. He may be a bit surprised and thrown for a loop, but he won't turn on me. As well, Carlisle and Esme can't stand to see anyone in pain. Rosalie will most likely be a bit angry at me for hiding this from them, and Emmett would most likely want to play fight me on the full moon. Jasper would be wary, and protective of Alice, while Alice herself would still be my best friend.
So my fears are irrational. Yet common sense has me going over them again and again. Looking at the ticking clock on my wall, I note the time.
I had only just barely managed to escape for the change, they are getting suspicious. No normal person would make a break for it every time the moon is full.
My Luna, the one thing us werewolves live to find, was calling out to me. My wolf wanted to come out, and I couldn't resist the call. I have an ability, like Alice, Jasper and Edward do. It is a mental and physical shield, and I melded it to hide the jump I was going to do from Alice's visions.
The claw marks on my right sight burned as the time ticked down until midnight. They were red now, a sign of the full moon and my impending Phase.
Swinging out my window, I used the tree to climb down to the ground. As soon as my feet touched the ground, it was midnight and the wolf came out. My clothes blended into my body as my large wolf self came in place of my human self. It was extremely painful during the shift, causing us werewolves to be able to stand high amounts of pain. Gritting my teeth, my fore paws hit the ground. A few seconds more, and the shift was complete, leaving me standing on four paws.
In wolf form, I was white. I had black socked paws, the dark fur reaching the tops of my legs before turning to white. My ears are black with white spots in the middle, and the dip of my tail looks like it was dipped in black paint. My muzzle is slightly darker than white, sort of a dark grey. A normal wolf of this pattern would have blue eyes, but I do not. My eyes are a dark chocolate brown, even though I don't look in my reflection once Phased.
With the completion of my Phase, I felt the tugging sensation in my furry chest pulling me forward. As of now, I am completely feral. The edges of my thoughts are blurred; there are no true thoughts at all. My mind is running on instinct alone. I only have enough of my head to decide upon who I hunt, and who I don't. The hunger is gnawing in my stomach, and I know I need to find some food to eat. Be it raw meat or garbage, my wolf does not mind. It's still food.
And with this, I am anything but human, as the Cullens think I am.
I am a werewolf.