The tension in the Cullen household was palpable. Garrett, a nomad with a spirit of freedom, walked back and forth while Carlisle explained the gravity of the situation. The Volturi were on the move again, this time with allegations of serious violations against the Cullens. "Garrett," Carlisle began, his voice low but firm, "your presence as a witness will be crucial to our defense. They claim we are breaking the law, and we need your perspective, from someone who is not directly part of the family."

Garrett nodded, the weight of responsibility beginning to set in. The room was dense with discussions and strategies. He needed a moment to himself, away from the noise and rising tension.

Leaving the house, Garrett went to the nearby forest, that's when he saw it. Among the shadows, an agile and graceful figure moved quickly. Her movements were almost like a dance as you chased a deer through the forest. It was you, a vampire from the Denali clan, your blonde hair blowing in the wind, your fangs glinting in the moonlight. Fascinated by the scene, Garrett approached, not wanting to interrupt his hunt.

However, you noticed his presence. Stopping abruptly, her eyes fixed on his, a curious gleam in her gaze.

He smiled, approaching and speaking in a soft voice. "I guess I needed a moment to think. And apparently I stumbled upon something much more interesting."