Scared of Blood? by Maddyson Ruby
Pairing: Seth/OC
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I own nothing and make no profit from this. All characters you recognise belong to Stephenie Meyer.
AN: Forgot to mention last chapter that most of the stuff about Joham is from my official illustrated guide. Let me know on the rating too.
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In case you were wondering Dani is Adanne's nickname, you say Adanne like Aa-DAHN-ee
Chapter 6
Seth POV
News of my imprinting spread fast and soon enough my mother was hounding (no pun intended) me about my 'mystery woman'. I hadn't told her yet for fear that she'd dissaprove but I knew that I would have to man up and go talk to her pretty soon before she drove up to the Cullen's to find out answers herself. I loved my mother but damn, was she persistant!
I only relented when the threat of castration came about. I was not willing to risk that! My house was not small by La Push standards but I suppose in regard to other houses in Washington it was. My mother was living with Leah and I when we were there but as Jake had said once, she wasn't perishing of loneliness. When I got there I was immediatly greeted by my mother.
"Seth! Oh, my baby!" she cried wrapping her arms around me as best she could. That was when I smelt the tears. I quickly extracted myself from her death grip and the nudged her into the house before she started to make some kind of scene.
"Seth, who is she?" my mother whispered with tears in her eyes.
"Her name is Adanne-" I began only to be cut off by Mom.
"Adanne? Ooh, that sounds so exotic!" she exclaimed smiling.
"Mom-"
"I bet she's pretty. She's will be so kind and loving for someone like you- but nobody will be good enough for you my Sethy!" Mom carried on oblivious to me.
"Mom!" I all but yelled at her. It worked she turned to me with an expression that, if looks could kill, I would be six feet under.
"What?" she demanded with a raised brow. Had I not been an indestructible werewolf I would have shit myself as it was I had to resist the urge to wince and back away slowly.
"Mom, she's a... vampire hybrid" I said slowly not wanting her to go into cardiac arrest.
"A... vampire?" she whispered unsurely, now looking lost.
"Yep, like Nessie, Jake's imprint" I hastened to remind her. The mention of my Alpha seemed to calm her nerves. I watched her collect herself before squaring her shoulders with a decisive nod.
"Okay, is she nice?" she asked. I just gaped. First question my mother asks: is she nice? What happened to traditional ones like, I don't know, will she drain me? Is she civilised and tame?
I swear my Mom has a screw loose...
"Well, is she?" she prodded when I failed to answer.
"Yeah, she's nice I don't know her too well but it's early days" I replied. That, for one, was a big, fat lie. I knew her very well now.
After her little puking incident I took her inside; cleaned her up and then sat down to eat once again. The other wolves were much more welcoming now that we knew Adanne wasn't going to go drink blood at the table; something about the action unsettled us all as wolves, even Jake and he regularly fed Nessie.
We ate and we laughed; Dani (Adanne) seemed to ease up when she didn't have several dozen vampires watching her every move. I knew how she felt, that shit was creepy... The wolves like Adanne too. She was quick to laugh and smile once she knew you a bit. It was nice to see her so engaged and animated. A definite difference to when I saw her passed ut on the medical table.
After that though we took it upon ourselves as a pack to teach Adanne about the television, because somehow Adanne had no knowledge of one whatsoever, not even it's name; 'magic box' is only endearing the first fifty or so times you hear it apparently. She definitely did not like medical shows, or vetinary shows for that matter; too much blood and cages.
My girl had a real issue with freedom, she needed to be in sight of an escape exit at all times. I, personally think that stemmed from her short capture by Joham and also her lifelong freedom. When you've been free to do what you want, when you want for your whole life being in a house is a little stifling.
But over the short time she had been with us, a week exactly, we had gotten to know one another. Just the other day I told her the big imprinting secret. That was fun, note sarcasm. I was so nervous that even Nessie could tell and she's pretty oblivious to all but Jake and her Mom.
"Adanne, can I talk to you?" I had stuttered out; my voice even breaking in my nervousness.
"Sure" she said eyeing me carefully. As soon as we were out of the house she eyed me critically. "Are you okay?" she asked. Despite the others' thoughts on her, Adanne was very observant and aware of her surroundings; constantly analysing our body language to assess the meanings behind our words.
"I'm fine, I've just got to tell you something" I admitted. She frowned before nodding and following me into the edge of the forest; out of hearing range.
I then proceeded to give her the imprinting explanation, you know - bonded for life, soul mates, all that jazz. For a moment she just stared at me as though I was crazy before she gave a shrug and launched herself at me in a binding kiss. It was awesome, all fireworks and sparks. When she finally detatched her face from my all to willing one, she gave me a grin. A barely noticeable blush colouring her cheeks as she smiled at me.
"I'd like there to be an us, Seth" she admitted sheepishly.
"I'd like that, too" I agreed smiling at her goofily. A thought occurred to me then, "Does that mean you're staying then?" I asked with a hopeful smile.
"You bet I am" she said before kissing my cheek sweetly. "Who else is gonna teach me to drive?"
That comment scared me; we'd set her up with a simple racing game, complete with fake steering wheel and all. If the car had been real, it would have been totalled and Adanne would be dead.
"Let's take a rain check on that" I bargained.
"What is a 'rain check'?" she asked adorably, her nose all scrunched up. "This is Forks, it always rains"
That was when I went into an explanation of what I had actually meant.
"So, when can I meet her?" my mother asked. That threw me for a loop. What was she on about? Oh.
"Umm... At the christmas meal at Charlie Swan's house" I finally decided. That's only two days away. She'll be satisfied with that.
"No"
"No what?" I asked confused.
"Not good enough, invite her over here" Mom demanded, crossing her arms over her chest ready to assume her 'intimidating mother' pose.
"Fine" I conceded. That was how I wound up giving Adanne a wolfback ride from the Cullen house to my own. She absolutely loved it. Hey, anything that made my girl happy was good; as long as it was free. Kidding! No, I'm not. I am totally skint.
"Hello, Mrs Clearwater" Adanne said shyly in greeting. My eyes damn near rolled out of my skull at her complete personality reversal. Where did this docile thing come from?
"Hello, dear" my mother said, her eyes roving Adanne's form. "You're Adanne, yes?"
Adanne nodded, risking a glance up at Mom. Mom merely inclined her head, so Adanne turned to me. I nodded in reassurance. That made her sit up straighter as she drew confidence from me.
"You love my Sethy?" she asked bluntly. That made both Adanne and I gape.
"Yes, I do" Adanne said with a grin when she finally broke out of her shock.
"Good" my Mom agreed before becoming as nice as pie and continuing the visit so normally I was a little taken aback. As we were leaving my mother pulled Dani into a hug.
"You're good for my Sethy" she whispered whilst I pretended not to hear. The silence of our walk back to the Cullen's was only broken once.
"That wasn't too bad" Adanne stated, grinning up at me. "Don't you agree, Sethy?" she asked, slyly using my mother's nickname for me. At my faux stern look she took of running into the forest, just asking to be chased and tickled. Before I took off after her, I grinned to myself wondering how I ever got so lucky.