As I woke up, I smiled to myself at the sensation. Somehow I managed to sleep through the night again. I suppose that I was so drained I just slept it out.

Looking up at Seth, I felt my face turn red and I turned away. He was looking at me, and smiling. He was probably doing that for a while too. Oh god, what was my dream about? Crap! It was just like my last one!

"How was your dream?" He smiled wider, and winked. Shit!

"Crap, I didn't talk again did I?"

From across the room I heard my answer. "You wouldn't shut up! Geez, you have an obsession with Seth."

"Shit." Was all I whispered as I realized that Jake, Mia, Quil, and Paul (who gave the rude remark) were all sitting around, laughing at my expense.

Suddenly, I got an idea. "Ah, so since you are all here, you can tell me what the hell is going on." I reluctantly let go of Seth's hand to cross my arms over my chest, and raised an eyebrow.

"Well, I think it's time we leave…" Quil muttered as he pushed off the wall, quickly leaving as he was followed with everyone else. Clearly, no one wanted to tell me.

I turned to Seth. "So I guess that means you have to tell me."

He smiled and sat up, and I gasped. "What the fuck is going on here?" The pink scar was now just a regular scar, as if it had been gone for months, if not years. His leg as still in a splint, but his arm was no longer in a sling.

"Come here and I'll tell you." He patted the spot next to him, flexing his right hand experimentally.

I got up and sat next to him, fidgeting my hands on my lap. He gently took them in both of his hands, causing me to relax. "Where do you want me to start?"

Looking at his chest and his arms I felt my eyes grow wider. "Let's start with how the fuck you aren't dead right now." I felt my heart race as I said dead, even though I couldn't control it.

"Well then I guess we need to start from the beginning. But can you just promise me to not freak out, and to believe me?" He gently created circles on the back of my hand like last night again.

"I guess we have to." I leaned back into the couch. "But I'm not one who promises something I can't keep."

"Okay…" That sounded like I hurt him. "Well, our tribe has legends. The main one is that we are descendants from wolves." He looked at me closely, judging my reaching.

"But it's just a legend…right?" He was clearly human, not dog.

"Well, not really." He gripped my hand tighter, looking at our hands now. "We're here to take care of the people from the cold ones."

"Wait cold ones? And what are you?" I pulled my hands away, hugging myself tightly.

"Well, do you know the Cullen's who live in Forks?"

I shook my head no quickly, not even truly processing the question.

"Well…they are the cold ones. And we are…Well we're…" He sighed and looked at the ceiling, struggling with his words. "You aren't going to like it."

"Seth, tell me what the fuck you are…right now…" I inched as far away from him as I could.

"I'm a werewolf." He kept his gaze on the ceiling.

I jumped up and backed into the wall as quickly as I could, and as far away from him as I could. "What the fuck?" I started to tremble.

"Lily, please listen to me. We're the good ones. We protect people like you from the cold one's. We're the good guys."

"No, you're not! You're either lying, or you're a monster!" I backed up towards the door. "H-how many of y-you are the-there?" I stuttered out, trying to open the door without turning away from him.

"All of the guys are them…and Leah. Please Lily, let me explain. There is more that you should know." He tried to stand, but stumbled because of the splint.

At that moment, I managed to open the door and flew through it, running past everyone else and making my way into the yard, the tears starting to trickle down my face. I ran blindly until Jake's motorcycle came into view. I don't know how it go there, and I didn't care.

As I got closer, I realized that the keys were still in the engine. I guess either the person planted it there, or they ran off quickly. When I looked closer, I realized it wasn't Jake's bike, but someone else's. I jumped on, turned the keys, and quickly sped off.

The tears were still streaming, and of course, I stupidly ended up crashing. I didn't get hurt, but the bike tipped and went skidding down the driveway, while I just laid there, crying.

I sat up and hunched over, sobbing into my hands. I felt warm hands on my back, and I turned around to look. It was Jake, Paul, and Quil. I jumped up and moved away from them, towards the bike.

"You guys are those monsters too, aren't you? Get away from me!" I screamed, jumping back on the bike, revved it, and started to fly down the road, so fast my tears were blown away.

I drove up to Jake's house and quickly put the bike down and ran into the house. I kept thinking about how they were monsters. I really didn't think that Seth was lying…he wasn't someone to do that. But I did seriously think that they were monsters. The tears kept coming as I made my way into the house.

On my way to my room to get all of my stuff and bounce, I ran through the kitchen. Seth was able to heal quickly, but maybe I could slow them enough to get out. With that thought in my mind. I grabbed the biggest knife I could, clutched it in my right hand, and hand back to my room.

I was in complete panic mode. Slamming the door, I made sure to lock it, and almost put the dresser in front of it, but that would mean that it would be harder for me to run if they got in.

As quickly as I could, I started to throw the necessities into a duffel bag, I had to make sure I took only what I needed, but left nothing that I would regret.

Suddenly, I heard the door knock. Turning around quickly, I held up the knife, throwing myself into the corner.

"Lily, let me in." It was Jake's voice, and I started to tremble.

"Leave me alone!" I forced myself into the farthest corning, trying to figure out how long it would take me to run out the window if I needed to.

I heard mumblings outside the door, and then a gentler knock.

"Lily, let me in. It's Mia."

"No! Prove to me that the monster's aren't out there." I was trembling, and kept the knife high in the air.

"Lily, they aren't monsters!" She screamed through the door, making me press farther into the wall. "Lily, I'm sorry. But they are my family. They left though. Please let me in."

Slinking my way to the door, I opened it, and cracked it wide enough for her to slip through, keeping the knife up.

She slowly walked in, and I shut the door and then locked it, and moved back to my corner. "Talk." I muttered , keeping my eyes on the door, not on her.

"Lily, you need to understand. These guys are the good ones. They protect all of us. Jake has never hurt me, and I've been with him for a long time now. None of them have ever hurt me; only protect me."

"Mia, but how can you trust them? They're fucking werewolves. They are monsters!"

"No, they're not! Lily, the Cullen's are the monsters. These guys are the good ones, the heroes. Without them, we'd all be dead! The vampires would be all over the place, killing who ever they want. Werewolves only kill vampires. They don't hurt humans. If you would have listened to Seth, you would know this!"

"They are werewolves. How can they be good?" Even though I tried to not believe her, I did start to lower the knife, and I'm sure I saw her smile at this.

"Has Seth ever hurt you?"

"Well, I haven't been around him for a while…so he hasn't gotten the chance…" Now the knife was on the ground as I tried to grab a reason to cling on to. I was going to go insane if I got swayed by this.

"No, it's because of the imprint. He care's for you Lily. He really does. If he so much as hurt you, a minor hurt, it would destroy him."

"I-imprint?" I finally tore my gaze from the door, to look at Mia.

"Will you trust Seth long enough for him to explain it?"

I quickly shook my head no, and she let out a sigh. "Okay, let me cut to the chase. I know you have feelings towards him. That is exactly how I felt with Jake, except I'm pretty sure your bond is stronger than mine and Jake's. I could see how you looked at him when he was hurt. You care for him, and he cares for you. So, and I say this with all the love in the world; put your big girl panties on, get your head out of your ass, and go back to the guy of your dreams!"

Looking down at my hands, I sighed. "I-I don't know if I'd be able to."

"I'll help you." She stood me up and helped me up as well. "And for the record, if you call any of my family a monster again, I will kill you. They are my family, and now, they are yours too."