Chapter 4

We didn't speak much after that. It wasn't that much longer until Seth jogged up, shirt off. He must have ran. He knocked on Alice's door. I was glad it wasn't raining much now, she didn't have to get wet.

"Hey, Seth," she said, smiling. She got out as I did, and I got to see Seth personally now.

As I have said before, I have never particularly been attracted to a male's outward appearance. But seeing Seth, his chiseled chest and abs, his huge arms, and his jet black hair, I felt my heart begin to flutter. He was muttering something to Alice, something about how he was sorry it took. He was so polite, and he couldn't have been more than 17, but the wolf inside him made him look at least twenty five.

And then his eyes met mine.

He didn't know I could read his mind now, he thought I was just an ordinary wolf. I saw his heart rate quicken, and his hands suddenly become wet with sweat. His mind was racing with all the stories of how his brothers had imprinted, and how he didn't really care if he had ever found his girl as long as he had his pack. He felt as if he was about to pass out for a split second, but then the true, honest reality smacked him in the forehead. He had imprinted on me, and it was as if he had fallen completely and hopelessly in love with me.

Imagine the burning guilt I felt when I hadn't imprinted back.

He quickly recomposed himself, knowing (thinking) that I didn't know what just happened. He walked over to me and held out a hand.

"Hey, it's nice to finally meet you," he said, smiling. His smile was radiant and gorgeous, just like the rest of him. I took his hand. It was warm, and I squeezed it gently. His heartbeat quickened.

"You too," I said, returning the smile. "Thanks for helping us out. You really saved us."

"It was nothing. Just don't tell my mom, she'd freak…"

"Well don't worry, I can easily pay you back." I reached for my back pocket, but he grabbed my wrist and held it.

"That won't be necessary." He grinned. "I've got plenty of money. Now, let me get you guys set." His mind was nervous. He didn't want to let go of my wrist either. And it wasn't like I didn't like having him this close…his chest, his muscles so close I could feel his heat radiating off of his body. I enjoyed it. But…He wasn't Alice.

The thought made bile gather in my throat. I was repulsed with myself.

I sighed as he let go to get the can. Alice was still in the car. She honked at me.

"Get in!" She yelled. I flicked her the finger.

"Go ahead, Grace, I'll only take a minute." Seth didn't look at me as he let the gas into the tank. "Think you'll come down to La Push sometime today?"

"We'll have to see. And Seth?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you. And it's okay if the others know." He looked up and flashed a smile at me before I left to get back in the Porsche. "Thank you." He knew what I was talking about.

"Grace…" Alice said as I got back in.

"What's wrong?" I said, clicking my seatbelt.

"Do you know about werewolves, too?"

"Yes, why?"

"Do you know what imprinting is?"

"Yes…"

"Seth just imprinted on you." I managed not to laugh, but had to force a surprised look on my face.

"What makes you say that?"

She was quiet as Seth came around to knock on the hood, telling us he was done. I nodded to him and he smiled, and then took off. Alice cranked the engine.

"I saw you and him kissing…" She sighed as she pulled back onto the freeway. "You were kissing the way…the way Jasper and I do, the way Carlisle and Esme do, the way Emmett and Rose do,…Even Edward and Bella. And I thought it was impossible to be in love with someone as much as they are with each other."

"Oh." That was all I could say.

She sighed as we pulled into the parking lot of the mall. "It was weird…I'm sorry. I shouldn't let it bother me. She was back to her bouncy, bubbly self.

But before she was, I could tell something was wrong. Two things seemed wrong with what she just told me.

One, I didn't remember letting my barrier on her seeing me fall. So it could mean that I let it go when I was thinking of Seth. Possibly.

Two, when she was telling me this, she looked genuinely heartbroken. If vampires could cry, she would have. I'm telling you, it looked like someone had just told her Jasper had died. I felt a little smug knowing something she didn't. However, I immediately felt guilt as I realized she must have been a little jealous, or hurt that I could have lied to her.

Gah. Vampires are so touchy.

And it made me wonder-Could vamps feel the 'imprinted' bonds wolves do?

Translation-was it possible that Alice had imprinted on me in her own way?