Hi everyone, so I have a new chapter; I was aiming for 2k words but I haven't quite got there, but I feel like where i ended was a nice stopping place. I hope you enjoy it! :)

Senna wouldn't move. It was as if her whole body had turned to stone. No matter what I said, or did, she wasn't coming back with me to the hotel any time soon.

"Senna, I'm so sorry you had to see me do that, but I'm not a murderer. That… thing… wasn't human. Please believe me, I would never do that to a human. You see, I'm a protector where I come from- a town called La Push, in Washington. It's a tribal reservation, and there's a really close knit community… I think you'll like it there, and everyone's really nice. I bet I could get my friend's fiancée, Emily, to show you around. Please come back to the hotel- I could buy you another Disney film to watch? Or if you don't want to go back, we could wander round town…"

My ramblings came to a halt when I saw her tiny frame rising up and down in quick succession. Her face was hidden from me, but I could smell the salty tears that were running down her cheeks. I could feel the heart-wrenching fear that she was experiencing through the imprint bond. I knew nothing I could say could make any difference anymore; she wasn't listening to me.

Slowly, I crouched down next to her, begging her silently not to be scared of me. My hand gently brushed the hair from her face, but quickly realised my mistake as she gasped at me.

"You're naked!" She cried out, and then started hyperventilating.

"Shit!" I whispered to myself "I'm so sorry, when I phase… erm… turn into a wolf… I rip whatever I'm wearing. Please, I don't want to hurt you, I just want you to feel safe"

I think my words cut through her quick breathing, because it slowed ever so slightly. I knew there were only two options for me at the moment.

"Listen, either I leave you here and fetch some more clothes, which I really don't want to do in case that va… creature had a friend, or I phase and carry you on my back in wolf form to the hotel. Which do you prefer?" I proposed.

Silence.

I sighed, and felt tears brewing in my eyes. I hated this! My imprint was so scared. Scared of me. But she had nowhere to go! Her family were probably dead, and being in that hurricane, seeing all the death and destruction it brought, has traumatised her. Not to mention that man in the alley; he probably made it worse! I almost growled in frustration, but kept it in. I didn't want her being even more scared of me.

"Here" she whispered, barely louder than the cars on the road in the distance, and pushed her jumper closer to me. She was left in just the t-shirt I had loaned her just a couple of hours ago, but despite my wish to give it straight back and keep her covered I knew it was the only way out of this terrible pickle. I wrapped the jumper around my middle, trying to cover as much of me as possible. This was difficult given my size, but it covered what needed to be covered.

"Thank you" I said softly, and stood up, offering her a hand which she refused, standing up on her own despite quaking from fear. "So, do you want to go back to the hotel?" I asked gently.

"We have to" she replied "you can't wander round like that for long; you'll get arrested"

"A valid argument, my lady" I mocked, bowing. "To the hotel?"

She gave a nod that was barely perceivable to the human eye, and we walked towards the hotel.

-Senna-

As we walked back to the hotel, I asked myself why I was returning to my cage. But what else could I do? I was homeless, and unless I wanted to sell my body, I had absolutely no way of earning money. But Embry turns into a gigantic wolf! He's dangerous! Possibly even more dangerous than my father, and that was saying something. However, I've been with Embry for almost two days now, and not once has he physically hurt me. In fact, he protected me from my kidnapper! My father couldn't go two waking hours without hurting me at home. Last night was the best sleep I've had in years! The last time I slept that well was when my father didn't come home for a week when we were living in Seattle. But then after that, it was worse. My father hit harder than before his disappearance, and carted my mother and I off to South Carolina, wanting a fresh start. My theory was that he got too drunk to find his way home, and provoked one of the gangs into Seattle, and then decided to run away to the other side of the country to avoid them. I wished he didn't take us with him.

"Here we go" Embry said, breaking the silence that had wrapped itself around us both, and opened the door to the hotel rooms. Upon entering, I realised just how small the apartment was; one bedroom, a lounging area and a bathroom. I felt a twinge of guilt as I realised that Embry had given me the only bed, and had been sleeping on the couch in the lounging area.

A phone started ringing, making us both jump, and Embry answered.

"Seth! Hi… yeah…" Embry wandered into the bathroom for privacy, so I ventured back into the bedroom. It struck me suddenly that I had nothing. Nothing to call my own, unless you counted the clothes I was sexually harassed in. I fumbled around in the pockets of the jeans, but found nothing. I had no idea what to do! I wasn't even sure if I was named in either of my parents' wills. I sat down on the bed, and put my head in my lap.

"Hey Senna, my friend Seth and his girlfriend, Grace, are coming over before they leave for La Push. Is that okay with you?" Embry asked, poking his head round the door and smiling at me cautiously. I nodded. I had no say in whether or not his friends came round, after all this is his hotel room. The guilt doubled. I have no way of paying him back- oh god. Was that his plan? Did he plan on making me pay in other ways; sexual favours?! Suddenly it was hard to breathe. I couldn't- wouldn't go through that again. Please, no.

I curled up on my bed, wishing for things to go back to the way they were before the hurricane; consistent, predictable. I hated this uncertainty. Eventually I got my breathing back to a normal pace, and convinced myself to sleep. I was hungry, but terrified to face Embry again. I never knew what he was going to do next, and that was unnerving. I had gotten used to being able to predict the actions of those around me; my dad would be angry, my mother upset… it was easier.

-Embry-

I was looking forward to Seth and Grace coming round. It was becoming clear that Senna didn't trust me. I hoped that fresh faces might convince her that I wouldn't ever dream of hurting her, but then again, they might scare her even more. Seeing her so scared all of the time made me very angry. I couldn't understand why the events of a few days ago would aunt her so much. Usually this type of fear was a result of more long term damage… shit. Could it be possible that she had been suffering for longer than I was aware? What was her home life like? She didn't seem to be mourning her family… maybe she didn't have one. Maybe she was homeless.

I shook my head in an attempt to clear it, but my brain kept whirling, until, thankfully, my stomach rumbled and I was sent into another train of thought; we had skipped dinner during the vampire escapade. Was Senna hungry? Oh god. I was officially the worst imprinter ever. Who forgets to feed their imprint? What sort of imprinter neglects their imprint's basic needs? Deciding food was a good escape from my thoughts, I dialled a nearby Chinese takeaway from the hotel's information basket, and ordered one of everything. I was hungry, and I had no idea what Senna liked to eat; all I knew was that she ate hamburgers and chips… and drank a Sprite. I didn't know my imprint at all! I needed to know this type of information! I vowed to myself then and there that over dinner I would ask her about herself.

But I didn't get a chance. I told her there was food, and she wouldn't leave the bedroom until I was in the bathroom, and then locked herself away again in the bedroom. I felt close to tears; this wasn't what I imagined imprinting to be like at all.

Not knowing what else to do, I called Seth.

-Senna-

The quiet of the apartment was suddenly interrupted by Embry's voice, but it wasn't directed at me- I decided he must be on the phone.

"It's just so hard… no… yeah… I'm just doing my best to make her understand… trust me… She's terrified of me! She won't even go in the same room as me! Should I have… I don't know, I just wish… Seth, please help me make her understand…" Embry sounded choked up, like he was crying. Overhearing him like this made me feel even more guilt; have I been treating him terribly when really he's just a good person? I was so confused. He was just so intimidating; his size, his muscles that threatened me every time he moved- he scared me. But was he a bad person? Did good people even exist outside of books? I knew the only way to find out was to do something I'd never attempted before; get to know him.

I realise I'm not a perfect writer, so I appreciate it if you take the time to send me queries or criticisms or corrections or questions in the forms of reviews or PMs. I'm going to say a big thank-you to ScubadivingChicken for spotting a big mistake I made when editing and changing the original version of this fanfiction into what you can see now. :)