After a rather long fight with Jacob and his pack, you were pretty worn out and on edge. You were worried about your sister and the Cullen family in general, but especially Carlisle was on your mind - you wouldn't be able to forgive yourself if something happened to him. He had always been kind and gentle towards you, always so reliable and just someone you could talk to about everything. Carlisle was your ray of light in the impenetrable darkness you had fallen into during all of this. However, you didn't complain at all, because otherwise you would not have met him.

Jacob was in love with you and tried to get your attention again. Having received a clear refusal, he was dissatisfied and decided to kiss you by force, for which you hit him, dislocating your arm. But instead of apologizing, Jacob threatened you and the Cullens, saying that if any vampire touched you, he would come with his pack. This only made you even angrier. Jacob wanted to say something else, but he froze, looking behind you. Carlisle, who had come unnoticed thanks to his vampire speed, stood next to you, placing his hands on your shoulders. His thumbs stroked your shoulders, and you could feel the coldness of his hands even through the fabric of your clothes.

"That was very rude, Jacob." the vampire said calmly, not taking his eyes off the boy, who was clearly not happy with such an intrusion. "No one can force love." he explained, as if giving instructions. "And your behavior only pushed her away. And yes, if you decide to go after her for a kiss again, know that she is under my personal protection and will not do anything she does not want to do."

You could feel the man's body tense and his slight grip on your shoulders. Carlisle was letting you know you were already taken, even if he didn't say it outright - Jacob could see it.