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Request: Can you do an imagine where the reader is Sam’s sister but she imprints on one of the cullen boys?
Genre: Light Angst, Fluff
All the symptoms were there but Sam refused to accept that his sister was in the process of shifting. You tried to hide it at first, afraid of how your brother and his pack would react. But how else could Sam justify your abnormally high fever, crankiness and isolation. You surely weren’t on your period, it’s been almost two weeks since it first started.
Leah was the first person Sam went to and she had just scoffed and rolled her eyes at Sam’s stubbornness; now the pack was just waiting for the moment where you would shift, knowing that it would be any day now.
The boys were trying to egg you on so you would transform, and it seemed to be working as Paul was doing an exceptional job at riling you up.
“Your brother isn’t very happy about his baby sister turning into a wolf Y/N. How does it feel to be an inevitable burden to him? Now he has to worry about your safety too.” Paul taunted with no malice. In all honesty the boys cared a lot about you, seeing you as their little sister too. But they just didn’t know when to stop.
“Shut up Lahote! I’m sick of your shit! I swear I’m gonna fucking bust your face-” Before you could continue your rant you stop abruptly as you felt the searing anger pulsing in your veins start enveloping you until you felt yourself collapse on all fours. Confused, you tried to say something but it came out in a low growl. Looking down you realized your hands had turned into a dark-navy, almost black color, and instead of hands they were wolf paws.
Looking up you whined as Paul approached you, trying to calm you down. Flattening your ears you whimpered backing away, a cold wave of nervousness swirling in your chest.
“Woah there Y/N, it’s okay. We’ll help you get through this.” Paul mumbled, trying to approach you. It felt like the boys were closing in on you, all staring and trying to comfort you. It was too overwhelming.
“Y/N!” You heard Sam’s yell and that seemed to be your snapping point as you let out a howl before running into the woods behind you with a great speed, leaving the yelling boys far behind. Overwhelmed, you didn’t pay attention to where you were going and you jumped over a flowing river without realizing.
Your ears perked as you heard a rustle, taking in your surroundings for the first time. Looking behind you, you realize you had crossed into the Cullen’s territory. But before you could leave, you’re met by the sound of a few whooshes and the Cullens towering in front of you.
“And who are you? I haven’t seen you in Sam’s pack before.” You realized it was Carlisle who spoke to you, having met the Cullens before in person. Whimpering you look down, backing away a little.
As you look up again, you make eye contact with a pair of golden eyes and you realize it’s Edward. It seemed like the world stopped, the wind pausing and the river’s flowing halting. You felt a pull to go closer to the copper-haired Cullen, who’s eyes widened as he realized what just happened.
You suddenly lay on your belly, whimpering, wanting him to come to you. Before any questions could be answered you hear the sound of paws thundering and faint yelling.
“Sam’s pack is coming.” Carlisle announced, looking at you cautiously.
Edward smiled a little, walking towards you, “She’s no threat, it’s just Y/N. And by the looks of it she just transformed for the first time.”
He crouches in front of you as you nuzzle you head into his cold hands.
“And what exactly is happening right now?” Rosalie asked, confused at her brother’s sudden gestures of affection.
“She just imprinted on me.” Edward said proudly, cupping your head to look into your large Y/E/C eyes.
“Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.” You heard someone say in your head. Edward heard it too, turning to see the wolf pack standing tall in front of the boundary line.
“If you’re done, can you stop manhandling my sister.”