Annabelle's POV -
I looked at Seth for a moment before speaking. "Seth?" I asked in a hushed whisper.
"Yeah?" He replied in the same tone.
"What just happened?" I asked, even though his guess was probably as good as mine.
I nodded my head slowly, trying to figure out what really just happened. We both looked up to the sound of a door opening. We watched as my family all slowly walked out - the door quickly closed as soon as they were all standing before us.
We all had the What - The - Fuck - Just - Happened look on our faces.
Which kind of made me want to laugh.
But I didn't, I kept it to myself.
I paused for a moment and found Edward.
I'm leaving now.
I turned and walked out the two solid doors that would lead us into the underground alley way, the torches on the walls lit the dark pathway dimly. Giving it a slightly creepy effect.
My thoughts were jumbled as we made our way back to the streets of Volterra - I knew what they were going to do to Amelio.
It made me want to vomit.
They were going to tear him apart - limb by limb - until each and every part of his body was only a sliver of what it used to be. They were going to scatter him through out the castle - Keeping him locked up tight until further need.
I shuttered thinking about the sounds of his body being ripped to pieces would be like. I felt a gaze on me, I looked up to see Seth staring down at me with a worried expression.
I smiled reassuringly. "I'm fine."
My thoughts then traveled to none other than - Seth.
Countless times Amelio mentioned Seth.
Mentioned him being 'my wolf' or 'my mate'. Why would he say such a thing when I had just met the man.
I looked at him slowly - he was unbelievably gorgeous. Tall, strong - handsome. His kind heart and beautiful personality made it all the better.
It was inevitable to say that I had somehow developed strong - strong feelings for this man in such a short time. So inevitable that if I wasn't in the right state of mind right now, I'd say I was falling in love.
He must have noticed me looking - because he met my eyes briefly. We both smiled when neither could look away. A blush crept onto my face and I managed to turn my head the other way, hiding my pink cheeks.
A warm hand soon interlaced with mine, I looked back up at him but he was no longer looking at me - he was looked ahead wearing a smile miles long.
I hadn't even noticed we were back in the street's of Volterra, night consumed the city.
"Well, how the hell are we gonna get out of here?" Rosalie asked, "All of our things we would need to get a plane ticket it all at home." She crossed her arms over her chest angrily.
"Babe - we'll be fine, we can just run ho - "
"Emmett Dale McCarty Cullen - if you dare say we can run home you are out of your fucking mind. I will not run in these shoes - or swim across an ocean in these clothing. Hell to the no." She gave Emmett a look that would probably make anyone else pee their pants.
"I can call Leah - her uh, guy friend has a Jet." Seth said awkwardly.
"Imprint?" My father asked with a smirk.
"No, just a friend." Seth said with a laugh.
"What's a Imprint?" I asked curiously.
Everyone froze.
"Let's go car hunting!" Alice said loudly - there was a blur and then Seth and I were alone.
"What...?" I said, trying to figure out what just happened.
I've been trying to figure out what's been happening all day and I'm getting no where near close to figuring anything out - great.
"You'll flip your lid," He paced slowly,
Imprinting.
That's what my father had said, and by Seth's and everyone else's reaction, it was something important - and maybe scary.
"I have to tell you something," he said, a serious look overtaking the anxiousness in a second.
"We've established that," I began slowly, drawing out the words.
He nearly growled. "Stop - it's important.
"Obviously," I stated coolly and watched as Seth growled and started to pace faster.
"Dammit Jake, saying things at the wrong time.." I heard him whisper through his low growling, I watched as tremors went through his body - he was shaking.
"Alrighty," I said quietly. "You've got my attention. Now - Imprinting."
The last word stopped his pacing, he looked at me briefly.
"What is it?" I asked while he stared down at me.
"It's not that simple Anna," Seth took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. I leaned against the wall casually.
"Well it would be a hell of a lot easier if you told me already." I said suggestively.
No answer.
"I take it that it's like...mating? I'm not exactly sure - but as many times as Amelio mentioned you being 'mine' - I take it I'm right?"
He blinked a few times, he stopped breathing.
Then it was my turn to pace.
"Say something." I demanded. "Please," I whispered, "start talking."
I heard a gust of breath release before Seth's voice filled the silence.
"You're half right. It's not exactly that though," he began almost fearfully. "Jake likes to put it as soul mates, or your other half." He met my curious expression and kept on. "Every shifter in the pack has a chance to Imprint, to find their soul mate. There's this moment when you know your about to Imprint, when this huge pull takes ahold of you and leads you in the direction of your imprint." He paused, looking to see if I followed.
"I was out patrolling when I Imprinted on you. When you got out of your car and went into the cemetery, We were already so close that the pull was so strong it knocked me over in your direction. After we change for the first time in our lives, there's a chance for this…thing - for Imprinting. We meet the other person for the first time and it's like the universe is tilted on its axis and ripped away from your feet. You're left floating for a minute, with nothing holding you together but that person, but her…but you."
My breath was hitched, our eyes were locked.
"Everything that you were once attached to: your home, your family, your friends. Nothing matters but her. She is the reason you exist, the reason the universe untangles, the reason you stay on your feet. You're my reason."
"When I looked at you, I was speechless - was all because of the - "
"Imprint." He finished for me. "Where it felt like the whole world was turning and you couldn't look away? You couldn't speak?" Seth questioned knowingly.
"Because of the Imprint." I said slowly.
"Imprinting is just a cheat, it's just an easy was to find the love of your life, your other half - you're soul mate." He said softly.
I hadn't noticed we were holding each other, our eyes locked.
"Do you think...I could have Imprinted on you too?" I asked softly.
He looked confused.
"When I fought with Joseph, All I heard was you. When you were hurt just hours ago, I knew you were hurt - I felt the pain. You were all I could think about - all I could worry about."
He smiled lightly. "I think you could have."
"I know I did." I replied confidently. My confidence soon was shattered when he gave me another smile. A blush came onto my face and I looked down.
"No," He whispered. He lifted my chin up slowly. "If you do that - I can't do this."
Seth's mouth brushed lightly against mine and my body jerked at the chemical reaction, the sparks and fire I've never known, exploded inside of me. I whimpered as my entire body trembled and went as limp as cooked noodles.
Seth held me easily, my arms clung to him.
Every nerve ending was on high alert, my skin prickled as alternating hot and cold waves of lust washed over me. I shouldn't be feeling like this after only one kiss!
I forgot to breathe as his lips parted slightly, catching my bottom lip and sucking lightly.
Seth's lips curled up at the corners before he captured my mouth with his own once more. My lips were insistent, drawing Seth into the kiss and demanding a hotter response. We pulled apart slowly, both of us dragging in jagged breaths.
''Well,'' I said, my face flushed and I knew my eyes were hooded. "Fuck it,"
I reached out, sliding my hand around the back of Seth's neck and pulling the werewolf back towards me, crashing our lips together clumsily. This kiss had a lot less finesse than the first: it was rough and hungry and like nothing I had ever experienced. This kiss wasn't just a meeting of mouths, a stroking of tongues and clicking of teeth…I felt this kiss in every single molecule of my being and was on fire with…I didn't even know how to describe the whirlwind inside of myself… Need? Desire? Raw lust? All I had time to think before my mind went utterly blank, was that I've waited years for the one person who'd make me feel like this…
Seth's fingers were tangled in my hair, my hands cupping his lightly stubble-roughened jaw. With an almost agonised groan, Seth shifted and I panicked that the kiss was going to end. But instead of pulling away, he pressed me against the brick wall - kissing me harder.
He lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. It seemed like we were kissing for hours - even if it was only a few minuets.
But trust me, I think I could kiss him for hours any day of the week.