Kate And Bella Or Any Of The Cullens/ Denali One Shots

love found where it wasnt supposed to be

Carlisle Cullen paced back and forth in the living room of their lavish home, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. He couldn't believe what had just happened. It had been a close call, too close for comfort. His son, Edward, had almost exposed them all to the humans, to the world. The thought made Carlisle shudder.

It had all started when a van had careened out of control, hurtling towards a young woman named Bella Swan. Edward, ever the hero, had swooped in just in time to save her. Carlisle wasn't upset about Edward saving the girl's life - that was admirable. No, what angered him was the near slip-up, the almost reveal of their true nature.

As Carlisle brooded, he thought back to that fateful day at the hospital. Bella had been unconscious, her life hanging in the balance. Carlisle had been the one to treat her, to mend her broken body. And as he had looked down at her peaceful face, he had felt something he hadn't felt in centuries – a connection, a pull towards her that he couldn't explain.

It was a shock when the rest of the family arrived at the hospital, relief washing over them at Bella's recovery. Carlisle couldn't keep the revelation to himself any longer. He knew he had to tell them, had to share the news that Bella was his soulmate.

The family was ecstatic. They threw a party to celebrate, inviting Bella to their home and revealing their secret to her. Bella was understandably shocked, but she took it all in stride, accepting them for who they were.

But there was one person who wasn't as thrilled as the rest of the family – Edward. He had always been protective of Bella, but now there was a new edge to his protectiveness, a possessiveness that Carlisle didn't like.

Edward's unease came to a head one evening when he overheard Carlisle and Bella talking in the garden. Carlisle was explaining their bond, how he felt drawn to her in a way he had never felt before. Edward's jealousy flared, his anger boiling over.

In a fit of rage, Edward confronted Bella, accusing her of bewitching his father, of trying to tear their family apart. Bella tried to reason with him, to explain that she had done nothing wrong, that she had simply fallen in love with Carlisle.

But Edward couldn't see reason. In his mind, Bella was a threat, a danger to their way of life. And so, he made a decision – he would eliminate the threat, no matter the cost.

As Bella fled into the night, Edward pursued her, his mind clouded by the need to protect his family at all costs. He caught up to her at the edge of the forest, his eyes dark with anger.

But before he could strike, before he could end Bella's life, Carlisle intervened. He stood between them, his voice calm but firm.

"Edward, you cannot do this. Bella is my soulmate, not yours. You must let her go, for the sake of our family."

Edward hesitated, his resolve faltering. And in that moment, Bella saw the truth – the darkness that lurked within Edward, the danger that lay just beneath his handsome exterior.

With a heavy heart, she turned away, leaving the Cullen clan behind. And as she disappeared into the night, Carlisle knew that their lives would never be the same.

As the days turned into weeks, the Cullen family healed from the rift that had torn them apart. Bella went on to live her life, grateful for the love she had found in Carlisle. And Edward, though he mourned the loss of his chance at love, knew that his family would always come first.

And so, the Cullen clan moved forward, bound by love and loyalty, their secrets safe once more. And in the quiet moments of the night, Carlisle would look up at the stars, grateful for the second chance he had been given, for the love that had found him in the most unexpected of places.