Chapter Three

"Imprinting is much stronger than you realize." Tanya said.

I rolled my eyes. "He can imprint on me all he wants, I refuse to have anything to do with him." I grumbled back.

Tanya looked at me, clearly annoyed by my unwillingness to aid the situation. "Alright, granted you are a vampire and he is a werewolf. I doubt anything like this has ever happened before, but it's not like Seth has any control over this."

"Psh."

"Oh come on now, Em. I think you two should talk."

Immediately, panic seized me. "No! Please no. I can't take his staring!" I looked at her imploringly. She stood, unmercifully, to walk out of the room.

"Whether you like it or not, Seth has imprinted on you and you need to take responsibility of the situation." She reached for the doorknob, and then turned suddenly to me. "Look Emily, Seth is a good kid. Just give him a chance. Don't break his heart." She slid out.

"Oh great," I thought. "Here comes the guilt."

I walked to the window and stared out the panes. I didn't want to have to deal with this. I was still, technically a newborn. What makes them think I could control myself with him? He was my enemy.

A scent drifted around my nose. Blech! He really did reek. I swiftly turned around. He stood, leaning against the door frame. At least he kept his distance. Even if he was an annoying mutt, I had to admit he was great to look at. He wore no shirt and muscle extended over his perfect, bronzed stomach. It made it so much more difficult to concentrate, much to my displeasure. His black hair hung slightly ragged in his face. His gorgeous face.

"Ugh! Stop it Emily!" I thought angrily.

I glanced at his face and instantly wished I hadn't. His big eyes were staring at me, piercing. I quickly looked down. He chuckled softly. "I really don't mean to make you nervous."

All guilt I had was gone.

"You're an idiot," was my awesome comeback.

That made him laugh even harder. That made me even angrier.

"I don't know why I even bothered…" I tried to walk past him, but he put his arm out to block me. I turned my face to his. Dear sweet goodness, those eyes.

"I think we should talk. I'll try not to tease you, but you look so cute when you're mad."

I glared at him.

"Let's see how cute I can be when I break your neck!" I spat.

He smiled. Wow, he had great teeth. White, straight and perfect. Cursing myself for being so weak, I shot my glance downward. This was idiotic on my part. I ended up gawking at his perfect physique. Why did he have to have the body of a god? It made everything so much more complicated.

"How about we go for a walk? Then you can tell me about yourself." Again with those freaking eyes.

"Fine," I muttered. "At least outside you won't smell as bad."

He laughed his infuriating laugh.

It was dark outside. We were walking by the pond, toads croaking softly. There were a million stars out, and they were shining brightly. If it was another couple, I'm sure it would've been very romantic. He spoke first.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I even came here."

"Not really."

He ignored my indifference and continued. "The Cullen family asked me to. They heard about you and were curious. I suppose they want to know if you have a power."

"A power?"

He smiled; glad to have caught my attention finally. I grounded my teeth for my mistake.

"Some vampires get special powers. Usually when they were human, they have a dulled version of it. For example, Edward Cullen can read minds. Before he changed into a vampire, he was very good at reading people."

I thought about it for a while, trying to wrap my head around this new fact. I was sure I didn't have a power. Though I wished I did.

I glimpsed at the man sauntering next to me. The moon shone off his bare chest. He was grinning, and I was sure I didn't want to know what he was thinking about. He gazed over at me with the same expression of pure love as he had when he had pinned me. I stopped walking. My feet felt like they were glued to the ground. My chest started throbbing painfully with every breath.

"Seth…"

"Yes, Emily?" He immediately stepped closer to me. His body leaned against mine. I felt him grab both of my hands. His skin was so hot on mine. Almost painful. His eyes peered into my soul. "Oh my gosh," I thought with alarm. "He thinks I'm going to tell him I love him."

"S- Seth. I can't do this." I stuttered. "I won't ever love you and I don't want you to waste your life on me." I looked down, waiting for his cry of anger. Or maybe pitiful begging.

His loud laughter caught me totally off guard. My head snapped up and I saw tears streaming down his face. They were not tears of anguish, like I expected, but tears of laughter. Tears of laughter for bloody sake! I was starting to get a little angry.

"Oh-oh Em, can't you see?" he grabbed his magnificent stomach and bent over in renewed hilarity. My patience began to wear thin.

"What's your deal, Mutt?" I said through my teeth.

"Can't you see that you are my life now? I wouldn't waste a minute on you because you are the reason of my existence."

"That is the most moronic thing I have ever heard."

His laughter stopped and he stepped, once again, uncomfortably close to me. His burning hand touched my face.

"Moronic, maybe. But it's the most truthful fact I have ever uttered."

His face started to inch slowly towards me. I could feel his breath on my lips. Then, suddenly his hand dropped. I opened my eyes, not realizing I had shut them in the first place. He was walking away from me, stripping off his ripped shorts, and to my disdain, ran and jumped completely naked into the pond's dark waters. I turned abruptly and walked towards the house, fuming. And I wasn't even sure why I was so angry.