A/N: So… this is, like, the end of the story. I can keep on going and make the story go into Eclipse a little bit if you want. Tell me if you want me to continue, because if you don't I'll continue on to the next story in the lineup.

P.S. I will eventually post another story that is in the same world as this one. There may be some CadyXSeth, HollyXEmbry in it – but I'm not entirely sure, I just started writing it. It's really taken off too! I just can't stop writing it. ^^

Chapter 10: Super Wolf

Seth took a breath and looked down to the ground. When he looked up again to meet my eyes I started to get a funny feeling. Whatever Seth was going to say, it probably wasn't good. In fact, it felt like he was going to lay down something big.

"Please don't freak out, okay?" Seth said.

"Okay," I said. I swallowed hard as that funny feeling turned into swarm of nerves. "Wh… what is it?"

Seth looked into my eyes for a moment. With each passing second I started to freak out more.

"Just spit it out Seth. You're really starting to freak me out!" I snapped.

"I'mashapeshifter," Seth said so fast I couldn't tell a word he had said.

"Huh?"

"I am a shape shifter – just like in the legends."

"…"

"Cady?"

"…" I couldn't say anything. Seth just said he was a shape shifter –and all I could think about was Galen, a fictional character who was a 'shifter. Galen's fictional character I could believe but Seth… that was kind of difficult to wrap my head around. Someone who was real could do something that wasn't supposed to be real or physically possible.

"Cady?" Seth said, his voice edging toward panic.

I held up my hand, palm out, hoping he would stop worrying and talking. My Seth – wait, he wasn't mine – but the Seth who I was starting to fall for had… superpowers.

"…so you're telling me you turn into an animal at your own will?" I said.

Seth blew out a breath and took my outstretched hand in his.

"A wolf, I turn into a wolf. Kind of like the ones in our legends."

I nodded slowly as my brain started to work again. "Are you ever mistaken as actual wolves by hunters?"

"We try not to be seen, but if we were, we'd probably be mistaken as bears. We're a lot bigger than your average wolf."

"So you're like a super wolf?"

"I guess you could say that," Seth answered.

I thought a moment about what he had said before. "You said "we", who is "we" exactly?"

"The pack," Seth smirked. "I actually slipped up before, at my house, when I said pack instead of gang or whatever."

"Paul's a shape shifter?" I asked.

"Yes."

"And Jared?"

"Yes," Seth answered.

"Sam, Jacob, Quil, Embry, Holly-?"

"-No, not Holly, Kim, or Emily," Seth interrupted.

"Okay," I said. Weirdly enough I was confortable around Seth and wasn't put off about all the others being the same. It was like a book of mine just came to life, it was just really cool to me. I mean – Seth could turn into a giant wolf. That doesn't seem too off, and it just goes to show that some of our legends are true.

We both stood there quietly, Seth still holding my hand. I thought about the science and physics of a bear sized wolf being Seth's alter ego while Seth stared at me thinking about – who knows what. Seth was the one to break the silence.

"You're taking this extremely well," said Seth, tightening his grip on my hand.

"I think it's because how this is kind of like some books I've read."

"Well, I'm glad 'cuz the others…" his voice drifted off as he thought.

"The others?"

"Well Holly ran off when she found out the truth, Kim fainted and Emily…"

"Emily?"

Seth begged me with his eyes for me to understand.

Then it dawned on me. Emily's 'bear' scars must really be wolf scars. "Ohhh. Who was the one that…?"

"Yeah, Sam lost his control when he had an argument with Emily. He ended up phasing, she was too close… he was devastated."

"So if you get too mad you'll… change?"

Seth nodded.

"Is that all you had to talk about?" I asked wanting to get back to the bonfire. I did enjoy this time with Seth, learning the full truth about him, but it was getting cold.

"No," Seth answered. "So, you know the story of the third wife?" I nodded. "Well she was Taha Aki's imprint, that's what we can guess from the story."

"Okay," I said, understanding what he was saying about the legend but not understanding where this was going.

"You find your imprint after you have phased. When a member of the pack has eye contact with the girl, their whole world changes – the girl that's imprinted on becomes that man's world. We have a lot of imprints that are pack. Sam imprinted on Emily, Jared on Kim, Embry on Holly, Leah on Skyler and I imprinted… on you."

"Okay – backup. You're saying that imprinting is like soul mates – and you are all finding your imprints by meeting them? That's so bull."

"Cady, I'm not lying."

I scoffed at Seth. "You're just a guy; you don't know what you're saying! You have no idea what those words put in that way mean to a girl – guys would just say that to get into girl's pants. I mean – seriously!" I blew out a breath trying to stop the feeling I was getting. Everything felt weird, my stomach was doing somersaults, my heart was swelling at what Seth was implying and my head was spinning from all the confusion.

"Okay, sorry Seth." I pulled my hand out of Seth's grip and started to back away down the trail. I needed to put distance between us because my teenage hormones were going wild; wanting me to snuggle into his side and kiss him and tell him I love him. "I'll get back to you on the imprinting thing. I had a great time tonight but I think I should be heading home." I turned around and started walking back down the trail to the bonfire. I heard Seth's steps as he caught up with me.

"Cady, don't just walk off. We should talk about this." Seth reached to put a hand on my shoulder but I quickened my pace away from him. I couldn't have him touch me, I'll probably cave right there. I'd probably swoon right into him, the damn sexy beast. God! I had fallen for Seth really hard.

"Come on, Cady," Seth said pleadingly.

"No!" I shouted, crossing my arms over my chest. "It's just too much! I can deal with the shifting thing – but – you should be more considerate about what you say around girls. Think before you speak."

"Cady-"

"-Cannot compute!" I picked up my pace even more. "It's just too much, too much to handle at once," I lied. I understood, I just couldn't believe it. I looked over at Seth and instantly regretted it – he looked crushed. "Aww Seth, don't do that please. Don't look so sad and make me feel bad," I said breathlessly; I was walking at a pretty fast pace now. Hopefully when I got away from him I could focus on what he had told me…

Told me I was his imprint, which was the equivalent to soul mates… leading to the thought of spending forever with Seth and having a family and all that…

Seth lengthened his stride and stopped in front of me. He wrapped both of his big, strong hands around the tops of my arms.

"Cady," Seth said.

I looked away from him, not wanting to see what emotion was on his face. I just couldn't fall under his spell because I was already softening at the hot touch of his hands. Seth let go of my right shoulder to grab hold of my chin, turning my head to look at him. I gasped at his overly warm touch on my cold skin.

"Cady," Seth repeated. "I'm sorry I told you this way – I should have gone slower – I should have-"

"-Imprinted on my sister?"

"Cady," Seth said reproachfully.

"Seth, I just need some time to think over what you just said. Do you even realize what you just said? I mean you're a kid!"

He dropped his hand from my face. "I'm fourteen, and yes, I do realize what I'm saying."

"Do you really? Because that would be very mean of you to say that to a girl who already likes you, so she falls for you and starts trusting you. Then when you're all done you leave, forgetting all about her and continue onto some younger girl? Because that wouldn't be fair to anyone." Especially me, I added in my head.

"What? Cady, I would never do that to you. I never want to see you hurt or sad. I want you to be happy and I'll do anything for you."

I took a step closer to Seth so we were only inches apart. Tilting my head back, I stared up at him while I spoke steadily and clearly. "Good, because if you do ever leave me I will hunt you down and hurt you. Now… if you really will do anything for me you will forget about the imprinting thing and we will try to take things slow, OK?"

Seth smiled a little. "Sure, whatever you say."

I started to back away but Seth still held onto me.

"What would you count this as?" Seth asked.

"Count what?"

"A date."

"Uhh, I don't know. I'd count the triple date at the movies and when I went over to your house. So yeah, this would be our third. Why'd you ask?" I said, wondering if he was thinking if we qualified as boyfriend and girlfriend.

"No reason," Seth said. Seth leaned forward and kissed me. His lips brushed mine lightly but I felt my whole world shift. If I hadn't already fallen for Seth I probably would have fainted or something, though I was somewhat doing that, leaning against him as my head lost its connection with my legs. I looked up into his eyes as he moved his hands from my shoulders to my hips.

"I think there was a reason," I whispered, wrapping my arms around his neck.

A smirk touched his lips as he held me close. "Yup. If you are considering this as our third date, I should have kissed you long ago."

"Mhmm," I agreed, stretching myself to place a kiss on his cheek.

Seth's eyes brightened with happiness, and I couldn't help but be happy as well. Seth let go of me and I did as well, letting him take a step back. Seth leaned over and wrapped his arms around my waist to lift me over his right shoulder.

I screamed in surprise. "Seth what are you doing?" I yelled pushing against Seth's back, keeping my face off his butt as he walked. He didn't answer back; he just stepped onto a fallen log and jumped off. I couldn't help but laugh at him and his antics.

"I needed to hear your laugh," Seth finally answered, "to top this awesome night."

I giggled at what he had said. I guess he was just on a happy high like I was right now. I had kissed Seth (the inner girl in me was squealing) and I was also inches away from Seth's cute butt. I laid myself flat against his back and laughed again when Seth quickly changed his grip around my waist so I couldn't reach his butt.

The area ahead of me was beginning to lighten so I guessed we were back at the bonfire.

"What are you doing to Cady?" I heard Paul ask Seth.

"I'm making her laugh," Seth answered, turning around and setting me back down on a log. I waved at everyone before putting a hand to my spinning head. Seth quickly sat down next to me, looking worried.

"Great going Seth, you broke her," Paul commented.

"I'm fine Seth," I said. "I'm just a little bit dizzy from being upside-down and so close to your cute butt."

Seth's worried look was replaced by embarrassment as his cheeks darkened. Everyone around the bonfire laughed. I smiled and snuggled into Seth's side.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about Seth. I'm sure the others are just jealous," I comforted.

Seth wrapped his arm around me to hold me against his side. "Are you trying to embarrass me? Because you are," Seth whispered.

"I'm just getting back at you for making me flip out," I answered.

"I'm sorry, there really isn't any good way to say it," Seth explained.

"You told her?" Quil asked.

"Yeah," Seth said, looking over to Quil.

The boys eyed me as Leah grinned. "Told you she was cool," Leah said, nudging Quil with her elbow.

Quil grimaced and rubbed his side. "Okay, okay Leah. So she didn't faint or anything – I wasn't necessarily saying that. I was just wondering what her reaction would be."

"Well its nothing I can't adjust to," I said.

I noticed Seth and Jacob exchanging words quietly. Jacob gave Seth a pat on the shoulder and Seth beamed. I ignored the exchange and continued with my conversation, but couldn't help but wonder what Jacob and Seth were talking about.

A little bit later Leah drove Seth and I home. Seth got out of the car with me and walked me to the door.

"Would it be OK if I stopped by tomorrow?" Seth asked as we both came to a stop in front of my house.

"I don't know. I think I still have to work things out with my little sister," I answered.

"Alright, I'll see you in school then," Seth said. He leaned down and gave me a small kiss.

"Bye Seth," I quietly said.

"Bye, Cady," Seth said, walking back to Leah's car.

I turned and pulled the spare key from its perch on the wall sconce by the door. I unlocked the door and returned the spare key to its place. I slowly entered the house, not wanting to wake anyone so late in the night.

I quietly went up the stairs to my room and got ready for bed.

I fell asleep, happily snuggled under the covers with a smile on my face.

I woke up happy and refreshed Sunday morning. I had dreamed about Seth, and how he and I were together and happy – doing what, I don't know, I couldn't remember the specifics of the dream – but I know we were happy. I got dressed and went downstairs to eat some breakfast.

Dad was there reading the newspaper, drinking a cup of coffee in the family room.

"Good morning Dad," I said, giving him a kiss on the cheek as I passed by.

"Good morning Cady," Dad said, a bit surprised at my happy mood.

In the kitchen I began preparing myself some Eggo waffles. I heard Dad walk into the kitchen as I dropped the frozen waffles into the toaster.

"What time did you end up coming home last night?" Dad asked.

"I'm not really sure, probably around eleven or so." I turned around to face Dad, who was looking at me with a reproachful look. "What?" I asked, wondering what I had done wrong.

"If you ever plan on going out again with Seth, you better come home by ten o'clock," Dad said.

"Whatever," I said, pulling a plate and a cup out of a cabinet.

"Your curfew is ten, Cady. I don't need to worry about you being out late at night."

"Whatever, Dad. It was a one-time thing; it won't happen again, OK. I'll be sure to tell Seth tomorrow at school."

"Good," Dad said. He took a sip of his coffee and pointed a finger at me. "Because if you don't I will."

I smiled at him waiting for him to leave. He slowly rinsed his mug in the sink and put it in the dishwasher, then left the kitchen.

I continued to get my breakfast ready, thinking about how a conversation between my father and Seth would play out.

The rest of Sunday was pretty boring. I did chores, did my homework and went to bed early.

My alarm clock woke me up from my deep sleep. I stayed in my bed for a moment, curled in the sheets, trying to remember everything from my dream. Seth was in this one too, but someone else was too, and I don't think they were very nice.

When I wasn't able to think of the other person who was in my dream, I got out of bed and got ready for school.

The car ride to school was silent and I didn't try to break the silence like I normally would, mainly because I was still trying to remember that third person in my dream.

I went to my locker and opened it. I pulled a binder from my backpack and put it into my locker. I double checked to make sure I had everything for my morning classes. Satisfied I had everything; I slung my backpack over my shoulder and slammed the locker door shut.

"Hello," I said to Seth, who had hidden himself behind my locker door.

Seth smiled. "Hello, Cady. How's your morning been so far?"

"Boring and quiet so far," I answered, turning myself to lean against the lockers like Seth. "You?"

"It's better now that I get to see you again."

I blushed at Seth's compliment. "So what's your first class?"

Seth raised his eyebrows at me. "You don't know? It's one of the three classes I have with Briget."

I reached over and pulled Seth's hand from his pocket for me to hold. "I'd like to hear it from you."

Seth smiled, showing his bright, white teeth. "Well, I have math first, then study hall."

"Mr. Collins teaches freshmen math, right?" I asked, thinking back to my freshman year.

"Yeah. He teaches freshmen and sophomore math," Seth said.

"What's the rest of your schedule?" I asked, eyeing the students who were staring at Seth and me.

"There is Art, real world science, Quileute 2, study hall, English, and then U.S. History," Seth listed off.

"Cool."

The first bell of the day rang, signaling us to get to classes. I walked with Seth to his class with Mr. Collins. As I was saying goodbye to him by the classroom door, Seth had bent down to plant a small kiss on my lips. I had smiled and watched him as he walked into his classroom. I probably would have stayed there, staring dreamily at the door if someone hadn't bumped into me.

Shaking my head I quickly made my way to English class.

-()-()-()-

For the rest of the school day I began to get more and more annoyed by all the students' stares.

I was just about ready to snap at the sophomore who was standing beside me, waiting to be picked up by one of her parents.

I turned away from the main road, where Mom should be coming down any moment, over to the sophomore girl, who didn't bother to look away. I leveled a glare at her, prepared to take any action to get her to look away.

Her eyes widened and she quickly ducked her head.

I smiled to myself and turned back around to see Seth walking toward me.

"Hello, Seth," I greeted with a smile.

"Hey, Cady," Seth said, coming to a stop by my side.

"Are you not getting a ride from Leah?" I asked.

Seth shook his head. "No, I have to run patrol," Seth whispered. "As a member of the pack I have to spend a certain amount of hours a week patrolling the border of the rez."

"Oh, OK, that makes sense," I said.

"So, you're really cool with everything?" Seth questioned.

"Yeah. It'll take some time to take it all in and to get used to it but I'm cool with it all."

"If you're not grounded on Friday we could get together and talk all about it if you want," Seth said.

"That sounds great. I'll check with my Mom tonight."

"OK. I'll see you tomorrow then." Seth turned and walked away.

A minute later Briget joined me to wait for Mom.

Another minute and the not-staring-sophomore got picked up by her mother.

-()-()-()-

After waiting there for another five minutes I called Mom with my cellphone. She answered on the fifth ring. She didn't give me a chance to say anything, already apologizing as she answered. She said she was on her way and would be there in a minute.

"Moms on her way," I said to Briget, snapping my phone shut.

"Good, my toes are gonna fall off if I'm going to be out here for much longer," Briget stated.

I snorted at Briget's exaggeration and crossed my arms over my chest to keep warm.

-()-()-()-

When Mom arrived she sped into the lot, and then jerked the car to a stop in front of Briget and me. We glanced over at each other before getting into the car. Surprisingly Drake was sitting in the back seat. He had his hood pulled up over his head, partially covering his face.

I buckled myself into the passenger seat as Mom drove out of the school parking lot a little too quickly. I looked over at Mom to see that she was fuming. Her hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly and her black hair was messy like she had been running her hands through it.

Was she mad at Drake? Does it have to do with why he was sitting in the back-seat, sulking, instead of in school?

"So why are you out of school?" Briget asked Drake quietly.

Drake didn't answer; instead he turned and faced the window.

"He got in a fight," Mom answered, glancing in the rearview mirror to get a look at Drake.

"It wasn't my fault Mom. I've told you that a million times," Drake mumbled.

"Tell that to the principal!" Mom yelled. I cringed at the intensity of her shout.

I wouldn't want to be Drake right now. Mom was pissed.

-()-()-()-

The ride home was completely silent. When Mom pulled into the garage, we all quickly got out of the car.

"Drake, go to your room. Now," Mom ordered.

I followed behind Drake into the house. Mom passed me, heading to the back of the house. I sat on the couch in the family room, planning on staying far away from her for the rest of the day.

Briget sat herself down on the couch with a big sigh. I walked over to her and grabbed her wrist. When Briget started to protest, I held a finger up to my lips – silently telling her to be quiet. I held onto her wrist as I walked up the stairs and into her room.

"What are you doing?" Briget asked.

"Why do you think Drake got in a fight?" I said.

"Well, why is Mom so pissed? She didn't flip out as much when you punched me," Briget said.

"That's possibly because he was in a fight and we weren't," I said. "Have you noticed anything different about him?"

Briget shrugged her shoulders. "No I haven't. He seems like his normal tween self… though he has been complaining a lot about being in the same school for so long."

"I highly doubt he got in a fight about that."

"I'm not saying that, I'm just telling you what I know!" Briget shouted.

"Shh! Keep your voice down," I said quietly. "It could be the fact that we've been kind of taking all of Mom and Dad's attention and that this is his way of getting them to notice him. He is probably going through a lot now, with growing up and all."

"Eww, I do not need to think about that, Cady," Briget said, scrunching her face up in disgust. "Doesn't that stuff start later for boys?"

"Yeah, but he could probably be crushing on girls. Maybe he got in a fight over a girl with another guy?"

We both looked at each other for a moment, wondering if it was true. We were probably thinking the same thing – that it was strange to think our baby brother was growing up and crushing on other girls. I still remember the time I was eight and Briget was six and we had dressed up little one-year-old Drake like a dress-up dolly.

I smiled to myself and looked back over at Briget who shrugged.

"Well, whatever it is, keep your eye out for Drake or the littlies' school, OK? And we must be good and not get into any trouble. We must be the perfect kids for the next few weeks," I said. "Well, no, that'd be weird. Just – act normal. Don't get into trouble or anything bad."

"Okay. That's cool, we'll figure this all out," Briget said to herself.

Drake was our little brother, al cute and untainted by the demons of the world. Both Briget and I will try our best to figure things out and help him as much as we could.

With all the drama that happened today I couldn't wait for the weekend and my chance to spend some time alone with Seth. I just wanted to snuggle into Seth's warm side and have his strong arms surround me.