Author's note: Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't updated in such a long time. I haven't forgotten about this story. I've just had a serious case of writers block. Well I'm back and while this chappy is kind of short, I hope you enjoy it!

Leah: Yay, this is my favorite part, lets get to it!

Right, guys Leah's here and she totally kicks ass in this chapter. *looks to Leah for approval*

*Leah nods*

Okay. Here we go.


Disclaimer: I own nothing, all ownership rights go to Stephanie Meyer.


Sams pov -

"Paul wait!" I demanded. He was posed to go after Seth and I just couldn't let him. "He needs time, if you go after him now he'll

just shrug you off, be patient." I said looking solemnly at his coiled body halfway turned to go after his imprint.

He looked to me, anxious. I gave him a sympathetic look. He sat down dejectedly on a log in front of the flickering flames in the center of the bonfire. Everyone was murmuring to themselves, when Leah gave me that look. I sighed loudly, she wanted to talk and by talk I mean she wants to scream and bitch while I wince at the sound of her voice.

She stormed up to me. "Uley, what the hell is going on?" She urgently whispered to me. Oh, last names, she's pissed. "I don't know. Seth seemed stressed, maybe you should just let him blow off some steam." I suggested while shrugging, playing at nonchalance. She didn't buy it. She sized me up before turning on her heel in a harumph to meet her mother by the elders, who were murmuring to eachother. All the way back I heard her menacing whispers, "Sware..rip his fucking balls off...hang them from my rearview mirror..arrogant prick." I started chuckling. I knew she was worried about her brother, that kid was her life. I was worried about him too.

I shook my head, I don't know what I'm going to do with him. She reached her mother and what she told her seem to ease her mothers worries because her grim expression instantly lightened. Harry met my eyes and briskly nodded before turning to huddle his wife and daughter.

The meeting was cut short, the rest of the night was awkward and everyone was antsy, especially the pack. The elders went home, including everyone non shifter. I gave a sigh of relief. Seth almost phased tonight. It was better if it was just us wolves here to meet him, if he decided to come back, us equipped to deal with him. If he retained anything I told him

earlier tonight then he would want answers, and knowing Seth, he wouldn't be afraid to look for them. So we waited, by the fire. Everyone talking or playing amongst eachother except Paul who hadn't moved since Seth left. I felt for the kid, I really did.

Pauls pov -

I could feel him, wherever he was. I could feel him deep down. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, remembering the electric

feel of my hands on him, and the sight of him drinking me in. I shivered. Seth. I was being tortured, I wasn't aloud near the kid. I'm

supposed to be being patient, but it's so hard. To see my angel everyday through everyone else's minds. Then tonight. His eyes

alight and his body taught and coiled, I couldn't help but go to him. I touched him finally and I tended to him like it was second

nature. It was so right, us in our own world my wolf purred. Mine. Mine. Mine. Then he left, my chest tightened, he left us. I know it

was just the imprint making his rejection into something more when I knew he was just confused and needed space. But I couldn't

keep the heartbreak from my face before he took off. I know he felt it, how we were together. And I'm only hoping now that if he

comes back, that I'll get a chance to talk to him, explain what he is to me. Damn Sam Uleys warning, fuck waiting! I can't stand to

be away from my imprint any longer. I growled low in my chest. He's mine. And he needs to know, my wolf purred in agreement.


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