PREVIOUSLY-

"I'm just going to, uh, leave the two of you to talk about things." I cleared my throat as I turned to walk back out the door. I didn't even make it one step before I felt a small hand grasp mine.

I looked back at Bella. "You're staying." It wasn't a question. It was a command. One I was more than happy to oblige.

SETH POV-

I watched Sam's eyes track over to the clock and I saw that it was already 4:45.

"We don't have a lot of time before the rest of the pack gets here." Sam told Bella and she nodded in acknowledgement. She motioned for us to all go sit at the table so that we could discuss things.

After we all sat down, she began. "It's been kind of a crazy couple of days… I mean yesterday morning I was standing in my wedding dress about to marry a vampire. Now I somehow ended up with not one but two wolf imprints. I've always seemed to defy the unwritten rules when it comes to the supernatural. I guess that means I'm an anomaly."

"Bella, we don't have to do this right now. I'm sure it's too much to process…" I muttered to her.

"I want to get this out before the rest of the pack gets here." She said to me. I nodded and she continued. "Everything that's happened to me since I came to Forks has been unusual, out of the ordinary, completely crazy and you know what? I wouldn't change any of it for the world. I know I've made some pretty questionable choices, especially in regard to men, but every choice I've ever made has led me here. Was I expecting two imprints? No. But then again when I moved to Forks, was I expecting to fall into the supernatural world at all? Not a chance. My point is that I believe everything happens for a reason and if I was meant to have two imprints, then I was meant to have two imprints. I don't know why, I'm sure none of us do, but we'll figure it out, okay?"

I wasn't sure if I'd heard her correctly. It definitely didn't sound like she was rejecting my imprint. In fact, it sounded like she was somewhat okay with it and that was like music to my ears. I would take anything.

Sam and I both nodded in agreement.

"We're going to finish this conversation after the pack meeting, so you," she pointed to me, "aren't going anywhere. Got it?"

"Got it." I replied to her before looking at Sam. "Are we going to tell the pack yet?"

"I think we need to finish our talk before telling the rest of the pack. You don't patrol until tomorrow and my patrol tonight is by myself. We should be able to keep it under wraps until we have things settled. We don't need the others to start asking questions we don't know the answers to just yet." Sam said to me. I agreed that was what needed to happen.

It was only a few more minutes until the rest of the guys started piling in along with Rachel and Kim.

I'd never paid much attention to how Paul and Jared were with Rachel and Kim, but now I noticed everything. It was the small touches, the smiles, the subconscious movements between them, the closeness you could see from a mile away.

They could all have that with their imprints. I looked over to where Bella was standing with Sam's arm wrapped around her waist. I wanted to be able to have that with Bella too. I just didn't know if she wanted anything like that. Like I told Sam, I was only 16. Just turned 16 at that. The youngest in the pack. Sam was 20, he was alpha. I didn't stand a chance against that. I turned my head to look at something else. Anything else.

Sam started the meeting. I was only half listening because I was attempting to keep myself occupied with something other than Bella which was proving to be extremely difficult.

"We need to keep an eye on Charlie to make sure the Cullen's don't get anywhere near him. All patrols will need to include a circuit around Charlie's and the Fork's police department." I heard him say. I could definitely make sure that Charlie was safe. He was my imprint's dad.

I tuned out the rest of the pack meeting unless it had something to do with Bella, then I was all ears. I knew that if I missed something important, Sam would tell me later. I just couldn't focus on anything while I was busy pretending not to be imprinted on Bella.

When it was over, I heard Rachel and Kim talking to Bella while I pretended to look in the fridge for some food.

Apparently Sam was taking them up to Port Angeles to get Bella some clothes and things so that she could live here… with Sam.

I didn't even notice when they'd left because out of nowhere, I felt Bella's hand on my arm. I spun around and she reached forward, pulling me toward her before wrapping her arms around me securely. I was shocked for a moment before completely melting into it. I buried my face in her hair and inhaled her scent like it was the best thing in the universe.

When she stepped back, I felt the loss of contact immediately.

"Sorry, I just knew you needed that." She muttered, pushing a piece of her hair behind her ear. She just knew?

"I really did need that. How did you know?" I asked her curiously. Sam replied instead.

"Trust me, Seth. There's a lot of things that you'll 'just know' about. It's part of the imprint and apparently Bella has the same intuition as us." Sam explained to me.

"Does that mean you knew how badly I needed that meeting to be over?" I questioned with a grimace.

"Definitely. I could feel your anxiety the whole time. It's why Sam had to keep me from going over and doing that in the middle of the meeting." She told me. "I think that me holding onto you for dear life might have possibly tipped the guys off, so I refrained… with Sam's assistance." She giggled as my eyebrows rose.

"And I knew what she was thinking about doing, which is why I was holding her. It wasn't a show, Seth. I wasn't trying to gloat about my relationship with Bella in front of you. You haven't been able to have hardly any physical contact with her since you imprinted and I know that must be killing you. I couldn't stop myself from keeping in physical contact with her one way or the other since I imprinted." Sam told me.

In one way his words made me relieved but then I let myself think about it all again. She was his. She was living with him. He wasn't a threat, not by a longshot - I was happy to see her happy with him - but that also meant that I didn't want to screw things up between them.

I kept coming back to the fact that I was 16. She was almost 19 and he was 20. I didn't see where I could possibly fit in. They were perfect for each other.

"It's okay, really. I'll be fine." I lied, knowing that I would in fact be miserable without the physical contact, but I could deal with it. Maybe.

I could do this. I could be her friend, only her friend, if she would just say the words to me. I almost craved hearing it because it would take away the longing that I felt now. Was I supposed to want her this bad when all she needed from the imprint was friendship? No. I couldn't think that way. I just needed her to tell me what she needed from me.

"You're uncomfortable." Bella stated, looking at me. "And conflicted."

This whole feeling each other's emotions thing was really going against me at the moment. I flashed her a forced smile.

"I'm fine." I told her.

"That's the second time you've said that in the last two minutes which obviously means that no, you're not fine. Talk to me, Seth." She responded. I rolled back and forth on my feet nervously and bit my lip. I knew I had to tell her; I just didn't know how.

"I'm going to go for a run. You two need to talk without me being here." Sam said, leaning down to kiss Bella's forehead.

"No, Sam, really it's ok—" I attempted.

"It wasn't a question. Talk to our imprint. I'll be back in 30." Sam ordered before taking off outside. He didn't sound angry so that was a plus.

Once he was gone, I looked at Bella nervously, the lump in my throat growing bigger by the second.

"Talk to me." She repeated her words.

I took a deep breath. "I don't know what to say." I muttered to her.

"Tell me what's on your mind." She suggested.

"There's a lot going on up there, Bella, and I'm not sure you want to know it all." I replied honestly.

"Is it about Sam?" She questioned.

I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through my hair. "No, you guys are perfect for each other. I'm just happy you're happy. That's all I need."

"But what do you want?" Bella continued.

"It doesn't matter what I want. The only thing that matters is what you want." I told her truthfully. "I'll be your friend, brother, protector, anything. I just need to hear you say it. Once you tell me, I can move past—" I cut myself off before I could say anything more. I'd already said too much.

"Move past what?"

I growled at myself for letting my mouth get away from me. "It's nothing."

"It's not. You need to tell me, Seth."

"You're not going to want to hear it." I mumbled. She urged me to continue anyways. "Once you tell me that you want something else from me, it'll help me move past the fact that I want what Sam has with you."

Her mouth formed an 'o' and I knew I'd told her too much. I should've kept it to myself.

"I'm sorry, I just—"

"What if I don't want something else?" She cut me off mid-sentence. I stood there, completely shocked. "What if that's not what I feel the imprint needs… for either of us?"

"You have Sam." I replied after a moment of silence.

"I do have Sam, but maybe this is the universe's way of telling me that I need more." She replied. "For me it feels the same with you as it does with Sam. I feel this overwhelming need to be close to you. I don't understand it. I don't know how in the world things would work, but I don't need you to be my friend. I don't need you to be my brother. I don't need you to be my protector. I just need you to be… mine."

A/N- We already have possessive Sam, now we have possessive Bella and a very insecure Seth.

Thoughts?