You were a member of the Cullens household, a rather fresh newborn who was turned not too long ago and still learning to control your thirst. The pack knew about you, but didn't exactly approve of you because you still slipped up, nabbing a human from time to time.

*It was a late December evening when Sam had called the Cullens for a meeting. He needed to share a few words with Carlisle over something rather important. After the meeting, he saw you - who he had argued with more often than not. He was supposed to kill you, but you were different. Then it felt like time had stopped for Sam, like the world suddenly revolved around you. He imprinted on you.