Seth POV

As soon as I get the order from Punk I head out the door and go to the town. I really don't have any time to waste and, even though I have until tomorrow to bring Renee in, I'd rather do it now. I don't want to give her more time to gather information about us and report it to the other sirens. Who knows what she's told them already? When I get to town I pick up on her scent and follow it to a small apartment building. I probably shouldn't break into a woman's place, but she's broken into my dreams so that line has been crossed. Wait what am I talking about? She's not just a woman! She's a siren! Her kind is the cause of so much trouble and grief for my family, for my pack and for my race! I shouldn't be worrying about crossing lines. I get in through the window quietly and follow her scent into her room. She's still sleeping, lying on her bed and tucked in under the covers. I wish I was sleeping. I went from guard duty to Bayley's welcome back party and straight over here. I'm freaking exhausted!

She stirs slightly and her eyes blink open. I should probably try to hide or something, but I don't want to act suspiciously. It'd be easier to get her back to the den if she's a willing participant as opposed to a kidnapped victim. Victim… like that word would even suit a siren. I sit on the chair across from her bed and wait for her to notice me. She sits up and yawns, stretching her arms before bringing them to her face and rubbing her eyes. She looks around the room and spots me on the chair for a moment. I don't if she realizes or not that I'm actually here. "Couldn't wait to see me, huh," she inquires groggily.

"You could say that," I reply lightly. I can't have her suspecting that I know something's up with her, or that I'm here to get her to the den so I can take her prisoner.

"I kind of wish you would have waited. That way you didn't have to find out how I look in the mornings." I don't know what is it with women that they feel this need to make themselves up before going out into the world.

"What's wrong with how you look?" She looks down with a smile on her face and a light blush creeps across her cheeks. It's really endearing. Dammit why'd she have to be a siren?

"How's Bayley?"

"She's good. She was awake when I got home from guard duty. We had a party to celebrate."

"Did you get any sleep?"

"No," I answer while letting out an unintentional yawn. "But I'm okay."

"That's why you just yawned, right," she asks me with a hint of skepticism.

"It's fine," I yawn out. Dammit, this isn't happening right now! I don't have time for this!

"Seth, why don't you get some rest while I get ready to go outside?" She gets out of the bed and walks over to her closet.

"No, it's okay." I can't sleep at her place. What if she tries to kill me or something? I can't trust her. Granted, I did trust her before I found out she was a siren. She hasn't betrayed my trust, besides the whole lying about being a siren thing. I mean who's to say that she's working for Natalya? What if she's just like Kaitlyn and left the Realm of Sirens just to live on her own?

"Seth, get some sleep, please? We'll spend some time together when you get up."

"I don't know, Renee."

"What are you so worried about?" Shit. I guess I'm acting suspiciously. I mean, why wouldn't I want to fall asleep in her apartment unless I didn't trust her or something? I'm officially stuck. I need to get out of this somehow.

"Nothing, it's just that the pack wants to meet you." She'll buy that. It's a legitimate reason for a guy to be nervous in situations like this.

"Really?" She pulls out a red long sleeved shirt with three buttons starting at the top.

"Yeah, I mean, wouldn't they want to meet the person who brought Bayley back to them?"

"I guess that means I should dress up a little more then. I want to make a good impression." Is this part of her game? Was the whole reason Bayley was killed was so that Renee could have an in with us? My mind is going a mile a minute and I'm too tired to decipher any of the thoughts going through my heads right now. "Seth you should still go to sleep, at least for a little while. You can take me to meet your pack after you wake up." Ugh, this again. "Please just take a nap? You look absolutely exhausted. How can you enjoy my visit if you're just going to end up falling asleep during it?" UGH! She's making a lot of good points and I'm starting to lose all my brain functions.

"Well, I guess maybe an hour nap wouldn't hurt."

"More like three. It'll take me maybe three hours to get ready." Three hours? I don't know about that.

"There's no way you can get ready in an hour?"

"Not if I want to make a good impression." She definitely won't have to worry about making a good impression. "Seth, just go to sleep. I'll wake you up when I'm ready."

I sigh audibly and give up the fight. Three hours isn't a long time, and, either way, she'll be locked up by the end of the day. "Fine." I get up and walk toward the door.

"Where are you going?"

"Couch?"

"You won't get a decent sleep there. Just sleep on my bed. I won't disturb you."

"I don't know if I'm all that comfortable sleeping in your bed."

"You broke into my house, but you won't sleep in my bed, even though I offered it, and won't be sleeping with you?" There goes my logic.

"Alright, fine!" I get in sit on her bed, feeling it out before I lie down. It's really soft. I mean does it provide any back support at all? Renee gathers some clothes and other things that girls need before stopping in front of me.

"Enjoy your nap I'll wake you up in a few." She then leaves the room and closes the door. I lie down and close my eyes. I can't believe that I'm actually about to go to sleep with a siren around. However, as much as I want to think that she's the bad guy, that she's the enemy, that there's nothing good about her, I can't help, but think back to the time we've spent together. She seemed so sweet and genuine. For some reason, I don't think she was faking that with me. Ugh this is too difficult to think about, and I can't afford to be confused! She's a siren and I was given orders to capture her. That's what I'm going to do. That's what I have to do. I won't betray my pack.

Renee POV

By the time I got out of the shower I had already used have of my time! I need to do my hair quickly and get dressed. I can't believe Seth's pack wants to meet me! This is really exciting! This is the first time I've ever felt like a human, just a regular human girl who is about to meet her boyfriend's family… wait. What am I thinking?! Seth isn't my boyfriend and I'm still on a mission. This task has been really difficult for me to be honest, though. I was raised to believe that wolves were all that was wrong with the world, that wolves were a proven serious threat to our existence as sirens. I was taught that my ancestors housed the wolves so many centuries ago. That we took them in, but for whatever reason, they turned on us and nearly wiped us out. I was raised to hate these wolves, but in this little time that I've spent with Seth… I don't know. His version of what happened so long ago are just so opposite of what I was told. It seriously made me question my beliefs, but then I remembered what Natalya told me. She told me that this mission may confuse me. I don't know if that meant that I would find out the truth about my kind, or if I was going to be told lies. I've been doing nothing but struggling with the two. I don't know which is true or who to belief. Natalya told me that my loyalty should remain with the sirens and I promised her that it would. At the end of the day I am a siren, and my duty is to the sirens. Of course, things kind of changed when Seth told me that sirens were responsible for Bayley's death. I tried to find out if maybe Bayley did anything to provoke her death, but the way he reacted told me that she didn't. It's just so hard to believe. Why would my fellow sirens kill someone unprovoked? Was Natalya behind it? I don't want to think about that at all. I don't want to believe that my queen would do something so malicious, but still the evidence against her is kind of overwhelming.

Despite the war going on in my head, I manage to get my hair dry and perfectly curled. I look at the time and realized I only took thirty minutes for my hair. That's actually pretty good time. Now I still have an hour to get dressed. I know I shouldn't be so excited to meet his pack. If anything I should see this more as an opportunity to get information for Natalya, but after everything that's happened, everything that I've learned, it's making me reconsider my loyalty to Natalya. In my heart of hearts, I know that sirens are good, or at least can be. Maybe sirens just need different leadership? I don't know. I mean I don't know if Natalya is malicious or is waging this war for unprovoked and malicious reasons. I should ask as soon as I get the chance, but right now I just want to focus on getting through this visit. I'll contact Natalya as soon as I get back. When I finished getting dressed I look at myself in the mirror. Making sure that everything's in place and that I good enough to make a good first impression. I decided to go with a light blue summer dress with a cut-out back and a loose skirt. I put on my shoes before going sneaking into the room to wake up Seth, but before I did, I stop just to observe him. His face looks so peaceful with his mouth slightly agape, letting out a light snore. I sit down on the bed and lightly gently his hair behind his ear. Out of all the confusing things I've been faced with since coming to Gilford, he has got to be the most confusing. When I was sent on this mission, I was expecting all the wolves I met to be like that Corey guy I met at the supermarket, but Seth blew that perception out of the water. He's just a nice guy. He's caring and level-headed, really sweet and immensely loyal. He's everything I was taught that a wolf wasn't. He's totally turning my world upside down, but I'm strangely intrigued by him.

"Seth," I whisper. He barely stirs and continues snoring. "Seth," I say a little louder and shake his shoulder.

"Hmmm." The sound he makes entices a small giggle out of me. He's too cute.

"Seth, come on it's been three hours." His eyes squint open and look around briefly. "Seth, come on you need to wake up." His eyes open wider and he sits up. "How was your nap?"

"Surprisingly good," he yawns out.

"Do you want some coffee or something before we head out?" He sits up and rubs his eyes.

"Nah, that's okay. Thanks, though." I stand up so he can get out of the bed. "You wanna walk are you okay poofing us there?" Poofing? I can't help but laugh at the term.

"I could poof us there if you don't want to walk, but it is a nice day." He walks over to the window and thinks for a minute.

"It is a nice day. I don't see why we can't take a walk." He turns around and smiles at me. I can't help but smile back as I feel a blush creeping across my cheeks. I think I like Seth. I shouldn't, but I think I do.

"Well come on then," I tell him while grabbing his hand and leading him out my apartment. I'm all too eager and excited for today. I know I have a lot of things to figure out, and I will, but, right now, all I want to do is enjoy the day with Seth.

CM Punk POV

It's almost dinner time and nobody's heard from Seth. Where the hell did he go? I know I told him to capture the siren, but I gave him until tomorrow to do it. Knowing him, though, I'm sure he's already working on getting her over here. That's Seth for you, a real go getter. He was never one to waste time, which is one of the reasons he's so valuable as a guard and as a pack member. Still, he's running on zero sleep and I'm worried about him. I'm about to walk into the dining room when I hear two people talking. I shouldn't eavesdrop, but the nosey side of me just can't help it. The two voices become clearer as I get closer to the dining room. It's Corey and Paige.

"Corey, I really don't want to be bothered with you," Paige says.

"Oh come on, Paige. Stop being a child. We had fun didn't we?" What's he talking about?

"You call what you did to me fun?!" Paige seems beyond upset right now, and considering what she's been through in the last twenty-four hours, it doesn't seem like Corey is making the wisest of choices right now.

"You act like I did something you didn't want… or like."

"That's in the past. I don't want anything to do with you anymore." Corey obviously did something to piss Paige off. I wasn't aware that they had problems.

"Well we don't always get what we want, now don't we? Face it, Paige. You may have been able to avoid me after the split, but we're all a part of the same pack again. I think it would be beneficial if we were to get along like we used to."

"Get along?! You used me! I was a virgin, Corey!" Oh shit!

"And now you're not. I did you a favor." All I hear next is a hard smack followed by a loud thump. I look in briefly to find Corey on the floor, against the wall with a hand nursing the right side of his face. He should have known better than to piss Paige off. That girl has a temper.

"You're a fucking asshole Graves! Go find some other poor girl to believe the bullshit that comes out of your mouth!"

"So, feisty. It's one of the reasons I like you, Paige."

"Stay far away from me." Paige then walks toward me to exit the den. I stand on the other side of the entry way and wait for her to pass by. When she does, she doesn't even notice me and keeps walking.

"Paige," I call after her. She turns around and looks at me. I expect her face to be full of anger, but instead, I'm met with watery eyes. I'm definitely not used to this. "You want me to take care of this?"

"Thank you, Pack Master Punk, but I can take care of myself."

"I don't doubt that, but still if you ever need it, I'll put him in his place." She acknowledges me with a nod and walks upstairs and out of my site.

"So you're going to put me in my place," I hear Corey ask from behind me. I turn around to face him slowly. "Last time I checked you mess with girls' emotions the same way I do."

"I never took it as far as you, and I always chose girls whose memories I could erase. You know damn well klopí̱ mní̱mi̱s doesn't work on other wolves."

"So what you're going to erase AJ's memories soon? She's a human isn't she? Aren't you just messing with her emotions?"

"Don't talk about shit you don't know."

"Then I'd suggest you do the same." I stare him down. I'm tired of him constantly challenging me, but as I go to respond to him I hear the door open and Seth's scent, along with another scent hits my senses full on. I glare at Corey one last time before going to meet Seth.

"I was wondering where you were, Seth," I greet him. Next to him is a small blonde woman who is wearing a light blue dress. There's something… off about her scent. It's definitely not human. This is probably the siren that Seth told me about.

"Yeah, well you know, I had to do some stuff," he responds nonchalantly. "Punk this is Renee. Renee this is CM Punk, my pack master." Renee holds out her hand to me.

"Nice to meet you, CM Punk," she greets me with a smile. I extend my hand to meet hers and we shake. She seems nice, but she's a siren so I shouldn't think that the way she presents herself is genuine. This could all be part of her game.

"Nice to meet you too. Are you the one who revived Bayley?"

"Yup, that was me. Seth told me that she's doing well."

"Yeah, she is." This is definitely the siren. Now I just need to figure out how we're going to ensure that she stays here… I need to knock her out, but how? "Can I offer you something Renee, like a drink or something?"

"Um, I guess a drink would be nice."

"Tea, coffee, soda, juice, water?"

"Tea, sounds good if it's not too much trouble."

"Alright I'll go make some. Be right back." On my way to the kitchen I put my hand on Seth's shoulder and give him a look. He looks back at me and nods. We both have the same idea, and I know I'm not going to have to worry about how to knock her out. Seth's got this.

Seth POV

As Punk heads over to the kitchen, Corey comes out from the dining room. "You're the witch from the store, aren't you," asks Renee.

"That's me," Renee replies with a hint of suspicion in her voice. I can tell she's uncomfortable, but it's not going to matter in a few minutes. Corey leads her into conversation, but I'm not listening. I need to knock her out, but a big part of me doesn't want to. I can't help but feel like in all the time I've spent with Renee, she's been genuine with me. At the same time, my head keeps telling me that she's a siren and that she's working with Natalya. My head keeps telling me that I can't trust her, and I need to keep in mind the safety of my pack at the end of the day. I can't afford to trust her when my species' survival is at stake. I take a deep breath.

"Renee," I call out to her. She turns to face me, and, in an instant, I erase the last two minutes of her memory, causing her to pass out. I catch her before she hits the ground, and just hold her.

"What was that for," Corey asks me.

"She's a siren," Punk returns from the kitchen and addresses Corey's question.

"Is that so?" Corey looks down at me. "I told you not to trust her." I stand up, stilling holding Renee in my arms and give him a look that tells him not to fuck with me right now.

"I'm actually glad that you did, Seth," Punk tells me while resting his hand on my shoulder. "Now we have something on the sirens. Kaitlyn may be half siren, but Natalya has obviously kept a lot from her. Let's see if this siren knows anything more. Seth, I'm putting you and Corey in charge of getting information out of this siren." Is he insane?! Corey is a merciless torturer, both mentality and physically. Not even a siren deserves to be subjected to his brand of questioning.

"Sounds like fun," Corey replies with a sinister smile making its way across his face. "I was looking for a new play thing anyway." He can't be serious.

"Graves," Punk calls out. "I don't want anyone knowing about this, especially the ladies. If they find out about this, they'll have sympathy for her, and we'll never get the information we need out of her." Corey nods and walks upstairs. Once he's out of hearing distance, I turn to Punk. There's no way that he's serious about Corey being in charge of getting information out of Renee.

"Punk, you know that putting Corey in charge of Renee is a bad idea. He has no off switch, no limits, no conscience! There's no telling what he'll do to her!"

"The question why you care so much comes to mind, but I don't need to know the answer to that right now. Anyway, that's the reason I put you in charge of her too. Rein him in whenever you see fit. Don't let him go too far."

"Why not just let me handle it?"

"I trust you Seth, but you and I both know that your heart's too big for a job like this." All I can do is look down at Renee and sigh in defeat. He's right. There's no way that I would be able to get any information out of her, but still this isn't right. "We can discuss this more later. Right now, get her in the basement before she wakes up." I nod in agreement and do as I'm told.

Renee POV

When I wake up I'm on a bed in a dimly lit room. What happened? The last thing I remember is meeting Seth's pack master, but after that… nothing. I try to move around, but I soon realize that my arms are tied behind my back. Not only that, but my mouth is covered with duct tape. Dammit, I can't perform any spells with without a vocal incantation or hand movements. I'm stuck, and I have no idea what's going on.

"Oh you're up. Good." I hear a voice coming from within the room. I look around to see a tall figure approaching me. As he walked into the light I could finally see his face. It's Corey. "You know, I don't know much about magic, but from all the spells I've seen you need one of two things: a voice or a hand motion, but it seems I've taken both of those from you." I can't help but panic. Why is he doing this to me?! "From the look on your face, I can tell I'm right." He walks around to the other side of the bed slowly, menacingly, as though he's contemplating doing something horrible to me. "Don't look at me like you're so innocent. I know you're a siren." WHAT?! How'd he find out? Does Seth know? Oh my God, I'm in a really bad situation! "My question to you is, did you leave the Realm of Sirens on your own, or were you sent by Natalya." I freeze on instinct when he mentions my queen. "So you were sent here. I wonder why. I guess the obvious answer would be to spy on us, to give Natalya someone on the inside so she can anticipate our moves and counter them. I guess that plan totally backfired now didn't it?" He sits down next to me and grabs my face roughly. Fear overtakes me and I begin to struggle violently. I manage to kick him in the side of the head, forcing him to let me go to nurse his head. I roll over and fall face first on the floor. I don't know where I'm going. I just know that I need to get far away from Corey. I slither along the floor as far as I could before I feel myself being pinned down by Corey sitting on my back. "Where do you think you're going," he asks me. I can practically hear the smile sneaking across his face. "No one's gonna save you siren. You don't deserve to be saved after all your kind has done to us." He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head up off the floor. I can't help but tear up, it hurts so badly! "You think anyone cares that you're crying, siren?" He tugs on my hair harder. "I want you to cry! I want you to feel all the pain you've put my race through!" I cry even harder. I didn't do anything to them! If anything I helped them! I brought one of their own back to them. Why is blaming me for the sins of my ancestors?!

Suddenly I hear a buckling sound, as though Corey is messing with something that is metal. What's metal around here… his belt! Oh my God, he's unbuckling his belt! I struggle even harder, trying to get from underneath him. He puts my cheek on the floor, grinding it against the ground so that I can't move away from him. I feel his hand go up my dress and grab my underwear, ripping it away from my body. This isn't happening! This isn't happening! I feel him line himself up with me and I find myself unable to move. It wasn't supposed to happen like this! It wasn't supposed to happen at all! Is this really going to be my first experience? I close my eyes and just wish it would all go away. A few seconds later, I feel Corey's weight being lifted off of me and I can hear a large crash across the room. I open my eyes to see Corey writhing in pain up against what looks like stairs.

"What the hell is wrong with you Graves?!" I recognize the voice immediately: it's Seth!

"Ah, fuck! What was that for?!"

"That's for being a fucking dick! You cannot, may not, under any circumstances, have a woman against her will."

"She's a siren, Seth! I think it's the least she deserves." If Seth didn't know I was siren before, he definitely knows now.

"Don't you forget that she's the one who brought Bayley back to us."

"Is that supposed to make up for all the shit her kind has done to us over the centuries?!"

"You can't credit her for something her ancestors did," Seth defends me. "That doesn't make any sense!"

"Well then," Corey replies as he gets up, holding on to the left side of his ribs and limping. "We can at least punish her for what her kind is doing now, or have you forgotten that the sirens have waged war on us and is looking to destroy us?"

"I haven't forgotten anything, but our job isn't to punish her." Job? He knew about this? "I'm not going to stand by and watch you mercilessly torture her."

"Mercy? You want me to show her mercy? Have you forgotten what side you're on, where your loyalties lay?!"

"My loyalties have been and always will be to my kind, but I also have a loyalty to my morals, and my morals will not allow you to commit rape!"

"That's not the reason why, and you know it. Either way, my guess is my questioning is over."

"That didn't look like questioning to me Graves. Now get out of here before we have problems." Corey smirks at him and walks backward toward the stairs.

"I'll be seeing you soon, siren," he directs me, giving me a wink before climbing the stairs and leaving our sight. Seth turns to me and bends down to take the duct tape off my mouth.

"I'm sorry, Renee."

"You knew." It's more of a statement then a question, but nonetheless he nods to confirm my suspicions. "Why would you do this to me?!"

"This wasn't my idea, and don't pretend like your completely innocent. You lied to me about being a witch."

"Would you have given me a chance if you knew I was a siren?!"

"Don't act like you're here because you want to live a peaceful life. I know Natalya sent you here!" I look away from him. I know it's true, but things are different now. I try to sit up, but I fall back down. I feel Seth pulling down my dress and lifting me up so that I'm sitting up straight.

"You want me to be honest? Fine. Natalya did send me here. I was sent here to get information on you guys and report back to her. When I saw you at the supermarket, I saw an opportunity and I took it." He gets up and walks away from me, stopping taking a few steps.

"And being the idiot that I am I trusted you from the beginning." I can tell he's frustrated and mad at himself.

"I don't think you're an idiot, Seth."

"Says the siren who took advantage of me." I look down at the floor in shame

"I admit that I didn't think it would be that easy to gain your trust, but-"

"But what," he screams at me, turning around to finally face me. "If I hadn't trusted you in the first place, I wouldn't have put my pack in danger! You wouldn't be," he grunts in frustration and turns around, running his hands over his face before facing me again. "You know what? It doesn't even matter, Renee. Now that I know you're a siren, that you were sent here by Natalya, I can't trust you."

"No, Seth please just listen to me," I plead with him.

"I don't want to hear another word out of your mouth." Seth turns away from me and heads to the stairs.

"Seth please! Listen to me, please," I yell after him, but my pleas fall on deaf ears as he climbs the steps and shuts the door behind him, locking it. I break down hysterically and begin to cry. Almost everything in me is telling me that I should have been honest with him sooner, that I should have told him about my true nature and about the mission Natalya put me on. Still, a small part of me wants to remain loyal to the sirens. They're my family, the only ones I've ever known. I have no idea what I'm supposed to do now.

"Renee," I hear a voice coming from inside the room. I look down to see that all my tears have gathered into one small pool below me. That can only mean one thing.

"Yes, my Queen?" She appears in front of me in an instant. I look up at her to see her face, but I regret it immediately. She looks livid.

"Oh so you know who I am? You've apparently forgotten everything else including your manners!" It's only then that I realize that I didn't greet her properly. I instantly bow to her.

"I apologize, your highness."

"No you don't. I've been watching you, Renee, and you have, without a doubt, forgotten where your loyalties should lie." I lift my head to address her.

"My Queen please let me explain." She doesn't give me a chance to say anything as I feel a cold hard slap to my face.

"Don't even look at me you pathetic excuse for a siren." I can't help but quietly sob. "Who told you to bring that wolf back?! I had her killed for a REASON! How are these wolves suppose to take me seriously if you undo any messages I send to them?!" I turn to answer her only to be slapped again. "And now you have feelings for this two toned wolf?" My eyes widen in shock. How did she know? "You trusted him and look where it got you. Tied up, helpless and locked in the wolves' basement. You betrayed your fellow sirens Renee. You know the penalty for treason." Death. I'm going to die. Natalya's going to kill me. "Although," she starts, looking down at me with an evil look in her eyes, "after seeing what you just went through, I think I found a punishment worse than death." My heart starts to beat rapidly. I'm really nervous and scared. "Between the emotional torment that Seth is sure to give you and the physical anguish Corey is going to put you through, the devil himself couldn't come up with a better punishment." She pauses momentarily and lets out a small maniacal laugh. "But just to make it worse, why don't I lock those siren powers of yours?"

"No! Please!" She ignores my cries and places both her hands on either side of my head. Less than a minute later I feel something in the pit of my stomach. It feels like it's turning, like it's literally being locked. By the time Natalya takes her hands off me, I feel totally spent and weak.

"You're on your own, Renee, and for the record, everything that the wolves are going to tell you about siren history, is one hundred percent true." Her body turns to water and splashes to the ground. So it's true. Everything I've ever believed to be true about the sirens is a lie, but now the good guys have me locked up in a basement and I have no idea what my fate is.

So yes this chapter is WAY late. I kinda struggled with the little/big decisions that I had to make with this chapter, but at the end of the day I'm glad that I made the choices that I did and decided to include the little tidbits that I included. Anyway I hope you enjoyed it! Leave reviews 3!

Also, as a fair warning the next chapter will take place two weeks after this chapter, timeline wise. In addition, this story may or may not have a sequel. It's not going to end for for another at least another 16 or so chapters. This story has truly taken a life all it's own so at this point I am just the vehicle through which this story comes to you, so who really knows?

-J.