Made For Them

Chap 12: Saving Seth Clearwater

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Before leaving the enemy you should always make sure it is well and truly defeated. You shouldn't go on some feeling but the scientific proof of feeling their lack of heartbeat, or better yet burn them so they have no chance of ever returning. The wolves made that mistake. Because though it was only barely, Seth Clearwater held onto life. He had no desire to die, especially now that he could feel that the bond toward his previous pack had severed. He clung precariously to life as he waited for the Cullens to return from their nine-to-fives. Time crawled in them ten minutes between when the wolves left and the Cullens returned.

The Cullens went to school for two reasons that day. The first was maintaining their facade of normalcy though they were anything but. The only time they ever had time off was when the sunshine making it impossible to uphold the illusion. Today was not sunny, well it would be for a bit but Alice had seen that they would all be safe during the sunny spells. It was now knowing about hybrids that they could see the benefits they had, they had no need to hide from the sunlight though they couldn't get a sun-tan.

The second reason was that they needed the mundaneness to regroup. It had being a long day that had left them impossibly haggard and they needed to just think yet not think. That makes no sense but it was still what they needed to be able to process all that happened in those short hours with the wolves. They went through each lesson with a certain mechanicalness, the only light in the day was seeing their mate.

When lunch rolled around they all sat together. A strong unit, all one. Though to be fair in the setting they were in they would be the strongest even on their own. Isabella sat in-between them all as much as was possible when trying to sit in-between four people at the same time. To her direct left and right sat Alice and Emmett, then next to them Jasper and Rosalie. All four maintaining some contact with the hybrid. The chaste gesture brought comfort both to giver and receiver. Finally there was Edward, he sat on the other side of the small table but without the desperate need for contact with the pretty brunette. He was sure that in another life and the girl was another species (say human) then she probably would have been his mate. It just happens that she was everyone but his in their little family. Well not so little any longer because with the addition of the Cullen mate came a large and powerful family of in-laws.

Conversation was scarce in the fifty minutes that was lunch, everyone was enjoying the comfort of having their family and mate around but were too lost in thought to attempt jovial conversation. The mated vampires at the table were hesitant to leave when the warning bell signified to them that they would have to split from one another. It was entirely too unfair that Edward was the only one that had any lesson with her as he was the one that didn't have that special connection with her.

When the bell finally rang, signifying the end of lunch the Cullen's congregated by the Jeep. They would all travel together bar Edward who had brought his Volvo to avoid the intense thoughts based all on one person. He didn't want to hear it twenty-four/seven and would take any reprieve that he could. By now everyone was in a slightly better mood. They had used the melancholy to evaluate the situation and had finally come to terms with the fact that the wolves would always be a major problem.

As per usual Emmett sped through forested road significantly over the speed limit. It really was surprising how they never got pulled over, especially in such a small town. The first thing they noticed when they returned to the mansion was the scent of blood permeating the air. Automatically it put them on edge.

This wasn't regular blood though, it created nothing close to a frenzy in the blood driven creatures. Rather it was repugnant. It made their hackles rise with animosity as they automatically identified the scent of wolves blood. A growl emitted from the animalistic creatures in the all too small Jeep until a whimper and a name calmed them.

"Seth." The name a half-sob from their mate. And seconds later she was scrambling over them all, she needed to find him. Because even though the intensity of the scent implied that he was more than likely dead she refused to believe it until she had found his body. She knew the wolves were monsters but to turn on one of their own? To turn on her sweet little boy? Because that was all he was, a small boy forced to bear a double burden all too soon.

Coincidentally it didn't take her long to find him though he was nigh on unidentifiable. His fur was matted with his crimson blood, and that fur clung to muscle and such like, just attempting to stay attached. The sight broke Bella. How could anyone survive such an attack? She dropped to her knees, crawling slowly towards him as tears of agony dripped down her cheeks. Behind her, her mates just stood and stared, they were confused as to why their mate was acting in such a way. But then again they couldn't tell one wolf from another. They didn't know just what this wolf meant.

When Bella reached the dying wolf she curled into his side, hanging on to him. No mother should ever have to see their child die, whether that bond be biological or through circumstance. And it seemed that today, right here Bella might not have to. It was extremely faint but still his heart beat clearly in his chest, hanging on to the vestiges of life. Automatically Bella sat up, hope in her stature and features.

"Call Carlisle!" Her voice was fervent, but still her mates were ignorant in their stupor. She growled lowly, she would not let one of her children die, not while she could do something.

"He's still alive, now one of you call Carlisle." There was a fire in her eyes and a determination in her emotion that compelled Jasper to comply with his mates wishes. He may not understand her reasoning but he knew in this short time that she would not make such demands pointlessly. Seconds later he was on the phone to his father, or well the closest thing he knew to one.

"Carlisle, there's a wolf outside our place that has being badly attacked. Isabella seems adamant that we at least attempt to save it." At his wording another growl rang out from the protective mother.

"His name is Seth, not it!" Jasper held up his free arm in surrender before returning to Carlisle.

"I think the wolf means something to Isabella, is their anything we can do before you arrive?" Carlisle mulled it over, it wasn't very often he treated a human/wolf hybrid.

"Get him to the house, without jostling him too much and try and stem some of the bleeding." Jasper took in the information before putting the phone down. He only hoped for Isabella's sake that Carlisle could save the boy-wolf. In accordance to Carlisle's instructions Jasper stepped towards the boy intent on taking him to the mansion. However as he became closer and closer Bella slipped into a crouch protecting the wolf from his obvious enemy. A low steady growl rumbled through her, she wouldn't hurt Jasper but she sure as fuck would warn him. In accordance Jasper bared his neck in a sign of submissison and stayed where he was.

"Isabella, Carlisle is on his way. He says we need to take Seth to the house." Bella nodded but was still more creature than human. With a warning glare she turned away from Jasper and towards Seth. Once again she was assaulted by the terrible sight, a whimper leaving her. As carefully as possible she scooped him up, worry filling her as no response was received by the action that couldn't be anything but painful.

Though she moved fast, it was smoother than any of the younger vampires could comprehend. Not once did the boy move from the position that Bella had placed him in.

Though Rosalie begrudged having any of the wolves in her house she ran ahead to prepare some space for the boy to go. She once again recognised the look of a protective parent in Bella's mannerisms so knew there was no romantic threat. She could also tell that the attack the boy had received was from his previous so-called comrades. Who needed enemies when you had friends like them? Seth would be the exception and just increased the abhorrence towards the others. By the time Bella came in carrying the bleeding boy Rosalie had prepared a bed in the living room and had started to go in search of warm water and rags to try and stem the bleeding.

Ever so gently Bella placed the boy on the prepared bed. She refused to let him die, tonight was not the night to lose a child. Seconds after the boy was situated Rosalie zipped into the lounge, a large bowl and a set of rags in her arms. She placed them as close as she dared without being warned about being too close before backing away and returning to her coven mates. They each looked as equally disturbed by the events but they were nowhere near as distressed as their mate.

Gingerly Bella dabbed the damp rags at a cut, a whimper elicited from her as he flinched. It took mere seconds for the rag to be a crimson colour. The Cullens looked on worriedly, they wouldn't lie and say they liked the mutts but he clearly didn't deserve this. His skin clung desperately to his skin, it was a miracle that he had hung on to life.

Bella repeated the process; dip, wipe, whimper, dip, wipe whimper.

She was doing all she could but she was no doctor and she was waiting eagerly for Carlisle's return. If any one could save her Seth then it would be her mate. The situation made her miss Jane and Alec, she needed to know they were safe. She knew they were practically undefeatable but it did not lessen her fear by the slightest iota.

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