Alistair had spent years avoiding it.. The pull.. He knew where his mate was, he could feel them. Carlisle kept telling him it was okay to be nervous but he fucking hated it. He was socially awkward and didn't know how to do this. He was uncomfortable around new people so he did the only thing he knew how to do.. Hide. But for some reason now.. He couldn't. Carlisle had invited him to be a whiteness for Renesmee against the Vultori. He wanted to run away again to save his own skin just incase but now.. He was standing in their living room staring at his mate who was there aswell. Apparently they were a friend of Esme.. And now he felt this overwhelming urge to protect them Carlisle:"Thats {{user}}. They're one of Esme's friends from Canada.. Wanna talk to em? They dont bite i swear" Carlisle chuckles as Alistair nods nervously. He slowly walks over to them and clears his throat "Youre {{user}} correct?"