Seth's POV

My eyes widened when I heard a scream and Addie's voice; I quickly shot up from Emily's couch. I could feel the guys' eyes on me. My stomach churned nervously and I held it, fear coursing through me then concern and anger. I could feel what she did; she was fearful of something. "Addie…" I said softly, holding my stomach and growled lightly.

I could feel Sam's hand touching my shoulder, my body convulsing. "What is it, Seth?"

"It's Addie…" I whimpered due to my fear and concern for her but my anger was still in place. "Something's horribly wrong, Sam. She's in trouble!"

He nodded then looked over to the guys, jerking his head to the door and we all ran out. I phased quickly, forgetting about my clothes. I growled at myself, shaking my head before running off in the direction I smelled Addie's scent. "This way. I smell her not too far from here."

The guys followed me closely. I could hear the imprinted guys thinking about their girls and shook my head nervously at one of Quil's thoughts. "Shut up, Quil." I growled, though it was shaky. Quil's mind immediately took another course as if saying he was sorry although he didn't think the words.

I stopped where her scent ended and sniffed the ground. Her scent had mixed with other and I lowered my head, disappointed in myself. No….. I whined, closing my eyes tightly. "She's gone!" I let out a sad howl and lay on the ground, placing my paws over my nose. I felt a nudge at my side and was surprised when I looked over. Leah, of all people, was concerned for me.

"Seth…." She thought softly and nudged me with her nose. "You'll find her. I know you will." All I could do was look at her, caught off guard by her thoughts. I felt a sudden boost of confidence and got up, my eyes narrowing in determination.

"I'm not coming home until I find her." I looked back at the guys, telling them I was serious. "I'm going to grab some clothes and I'll be out again, looking for her." I assured them then ran off to get my clothes, determined to find Addie even if it killed me.

Addie's POV

Even in my dreams I was fearful. Nothing was comforting me and in that instant my heart ached for Seth. My eyes shot open and I sat up quickly. I looked around frantically, noticing I was in a bed that was not my own. There was a door on the other side of the room and another adjacent to that. I guessed one was to the closet and the other to get to the rest of the house. I saw another door not too far from me and figured it had to be a bathroom; there was nothing else it could be. I got up out of the bed cautiously and shivered at the cold floor beneath my feet. I could feel my body shaking as I moved towards the door that I figured would lead me to freedom. I stopped and pulled my hand back, digging into my pocket. My eyes widened as I felt my phone and I went to the closet door, and hid in there, quickly dialing my dad's number. "Pick up….please…" I whispered and whimpered when I caught his answering machine which beeped, much to my dismay. "H-hi dad. I-it's Addie. I got kidnapped last night and I have no idea where I am… I'm really scared…. Please find me… I-I was brought in a car." I said, recalling all the details I could and explained them to the answering machine. "I-I should go so they don't catch me… I love you… T-Tell the guys not to worry, tell Emily I'm sorry I didn't stay, j- just call the police dad…." I heard a door squeak open and gasped, hanging the phone up and turned it off, shoving it under something so I could find it later. I cowered in the corner, trying not to sob and shoved my hand over my mouth as I began to cry. Light flooded the closet and I sobbed, looking up in fear when I imagined Jace standing before me but was surprised when I saw a motherly woman before me.

She looked at me in a maternal manner and bent down to me, pressing her hand to my face. "Oh, sweetie. Don't cry. I won't hurt you." She said softly and my body convulsed even after I tried to stop it.

"W-Who are you? Where am I?" I asked shakily and sobbed again.

"You should come out to the living room, sweetie. Make yourself comfortable." She whispered and I got up shakily, following her. Her voice made me feel like I was safe, like she was going to protect me; she reminded me of my mom. She ushered me to the couch and I sat down gingerly, curling up into a ball and watched as she brought me a mug and set it on a coaster on the glass table between us. I stared at the mug but didn't dare touch it, I didn't know this woman and I was being as cautious as I could no matter how motherly she seemed.

"May I know what this is all about now?" I asked her softly.

She shifted a little. "You mean, you don't remember? Did you hit your head sweetie?" She asked and I was suddenly confused.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked, obviously baffled by her questions.

"My son brought you here. He found you lying on the ground in the middle of the woods." She answered and my jaw dropped.

"Wh-What? I was never in the woods, ma'am. I was ta-" I was cut off by a voice.

"She hit her head mom, she just need to rest." I recognized that voice. It was the one that had just recently haunted my dreams. My body stiffened and shook visibly as my fists clenched. I took in a sharp breath and narrowed my eyes. Jace's mother stood and walked away to the back of the house while Jace took he place.

"So, you found me lying in the woods, huh?" I growled, glaring at him.

He smirked. "Nice huh?" He asked arrogantly and I laughed humorlessly.

"Right, lying to your mom is nice. What would she say if she knew you kidnapped me?" I asked smirking.

His face turned dark and I shifted uncomfortably. "Don't you dare." He said in a menacing tone.

I scoffed at him, "What are you gonna do? Kidnap me? Oh wait, you already have!" He jumped up, getting to me quickly and pushed my shoulders roughly against the back of the couch. I winced at his brutal gesture and whimpered lightly, swallowing.

"You're going to keep your mouth shut…" Jace whispered harshly and squeezed my shoulders. "Understand?"

I nodded in spite of myself. "Can you just tell me why I'm here?" I asked quietly as he released me and sat beside me.

He seemed to hesitate and shift uncomfortably. "I guess I can clue you in…" He said mostly to himself and I listened intently, shifting to look at him. "The Quileute and the Quapaw tribes have been rivals for as long as I can remember, for as long as all the elders can remember…" His story of the two tribes fighting each other had been a history I never knew of. I had been kidnapped because of a grudge; a rivalry that had been going on for centuries. This new knowledge gave me a sudden boost in determination; I was determined to be the bridge between the two tribes, to end this rivalry once and for all. I just hope I'm not getting too ahead of myself.