I slide off Seth's back. The ride was long, rough and scary. Jacob and Renesmee ran ahead of us to get the Hello's and OHMYGAWDIMISSEDYOU's out of the way.

Seth looks at me, whimpers, and runs into the woods. I sigh and march into the house.

The whole ride was humiliating. I didn't want to sit on a person. Or a wolf that is a person. You get the idea.

Edward is at my side in an instant. "He didn't try anything funny, did he?"

Edward's voice is a feral, cold growl. It is terrifying.

I shrink back, my stare at the ground. "Is running though mud puddles funny?" My voice is a whisper.

He sees he is scaring me, and backs off. His pale hands run though his bronze hair. "Where is he now?"

"In the woods.. He ran off.."

I can see Bella laughing, catching up with her daughter and Jacob. Her golden gaze lands on me a couple times though. Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper are with them, all laughing.

"Am I missing something!?" I yell, exasperated. What in the name of hell is everyone keeping from me?

Did I do something wrong? Is my underwear showing?

"No, your undies are not making an appearance." Edward murmurs from behind me.

A tall, native boy runs into the house. Shirtless. Dayum, he has a good body.

He picks me up in a hug. "Hi there beautiful." He whispers in my ear.

I make a noise of disgust and push him away. Edward, Emmett, and Jasper have him against the wall in a second flat.

"Touch her again. I dare you." Jasper snarls in the boy's ear. He isn't even paying attention. There is a gooey look on his face, his gorgeous, familiar eyes meeting mine.

"Oh! Seth! The one who carried me home." I say, mostly to myself.

"Yeah. Me. Well, I think we will be getting to know each other quite well." Seth waggles his eyebrows. I laugh, and Edward snarls.

"You are not going to touch her." Emmett says, not mad, but more amused. I can see he is holding in a laugh.

I hear Jake's voice ring out. "There isn't anything you can do Cullen. It isn't the boy's fault he Imprinted."

My face screws up in a moment of confusion. "Imprint…." I think hard, knowing I have heard the term before.

It dawns on my, and I incredulously look at Seth. He nods eagerly, pushing away from my male protectors.

"No… Tristan…" I say, and sprint to my room.