Chapter 4: Difficulties

Jaspers POV

It's been 3 days since Jacob left and my Storm is still not able to string out a sentence. When he left and she was no longer able to read his thoughts she had gone full Wolvon and had not been able to change back.

She communicated through multiple mewls and pointing and would break down in tears almost every hour of the day. I wanted to kill Jacob for making her hurt. I understood he needed to deal with some stuff from the little Seth had told me but to leave his mate! It was unheard of. Surly he must be aware that other shape shifters will naturally be drawn to her because of her Wolvon blood? Surly he knew that it was unsafe for her not to have her designated number of mates away from her for a long time? SURLY he knew that if he didn't come back soon she might reject him completely and her Wolvon will choose another mate even if her human side still wanted him.

But no, he knew none of that because the idiot hadn't done his research on the Wolvon species and was completely clueless!

Jacob leaving was taking its toll on Seth just as much. Being in Wolvon form and missing a mate made Storm very touchy feely. She refused to let Seth out of her sight. Even insisting on following him to the bathroom (which he didn't allow) and when she got locked out, she would scratch at the door and let out fearful sobs until he came back out. I'm sure Seth hasn't taken one decent shower yet, he only spends about half a minute in there seeing as he couldn't stand to hurt his mate any more than she was already.

She was constantly clinging off him and climbing on top of him. She would either pucker her lips for a kiss or she would attach herself to his neck and suck until there were bright purple and red hickeys covering his neck and collarbone. Sometimes, she would really get into it and start grinding against him. To his credit, Seth always pulled her off and instead gave her a hug or snuggled her up against his side.

He understood that she wasn't in her proper state of mind and would probably be embarrassed as hell when her human side came back. She was constantly trying to sneak her hands up his shirt or down his pants. It was her Wolvons way of claiming the mate she had now and getting as much affection from him to try and make up for her missing mate.

I saw the strain it put on him. He was constantly taking deep breathes and fighting his body to control itself.

At the moment Storm was living with us. Seth had told us that she didn't have a proper home and after a heartbroken Esme found out it was true, she refused to let storm live anywhere else. She picked the smallest room of our many guest rooms, which was odd seeing as we had ones that were so much better.

Storm often went back to the forest though, my only guess would be because it felt more natural to her Wolvon.

I really felt for Seth, having to constantly fight off a very gorgeous young girl. At first he was able to undo her grip from him and pull her away but as time went by and his hormones (which even Edward was surprised he was able to control for so long) started flaring up. He found it harder to stop her ministrations and sometimes had to call for me to help remove her before he succumbed into his desires.

I've gotta hand it to the kid, he has control, possibly nearly as much as Edward. Although, it was very hilarious to watch him walk around trying to hide the bulge in his pants, a wasted effort considering we were all vampires with superhuman senses.

But, as we had predicted, one day he couldn't muster up enough effort to fight her off. He was in the forest with her (I knew this because I have a weird and slightly stalkerish tendency to follow her around, make sure she's safe and all that.) she shoved him against a tree and started kissing him heatedly. I felt Seths face flush a deep crimson and saw him resist for about 7 seconds (which was 7 more than I would have ever been able to) before he gave up and started responding to her. Before he gave in our eyes met and I saw fear and desperation in his eyes, of course he knew I was there.

Storm let out a squeal of delight and ran her hands up his shoulders and into his hair. She clenched her long fingers and tugged his head back. Seth let out a moan that could put any porn star to shame. Storm seemed to love it because she tugged his hair again and again, on every tug Seth would let out a moan or a gasp. I wasn't sure whether to stop it or just leave.

Don't get me wrong, I was insanely jealous of Seth at that moment but I knew that when he regained his senses he would regret it greatly and I suppose that look he gave me meant he needed my help. The thing is though… even with all these plans going on in my head, I couldn't get myself to move.

I wanted to stop them, I really did but watching this was the closest I would ever come to actually kissing her so I was savouring it. She started running a hand down to the hem of his shirt and after a while got impatient with it and literally ripped it off him. She racked her claws through the thin material and shredded it from his body.

At this point Seth was beyond even noticing and he just pulled her closer. I heard her attempting to say something, it was strangled and barely there but I managed to make out what she was had just said.

Mine.

The way Seths eyes clouded over as he jammed her up against an opposite tree; let me know I had let this go on too long. I swooped down from my position in one of the highest trees and carefully pulled Storm away from him. They both snapped around and growled simultaneously at me. Seth was the first one to snap out of it. He looked down at his naked torso and then at her bright red and slightly swollen lips. With a groan he sank to the ground and buried his face in-between his knees.

Storm on the other hand recognized me and with a regretful look back at Seth, she opened her arms and let me carry her away. She might still be in her Wolvon state of mind but she had enough human sense to pick up that we always stopped her when she jumped Seth like that.

She buried her head in the crook of my neck as I quickly ran back to the house with her. I figured Seth would want some time to get his brain and other things organized. I felt a hot tear fall from her eyes and onto my cheek. I hated making her upset but, I would rather she cry a bit than have her pregnant at 15, which with the amount of fertility both Wolvons and shape shifters possessed was a very high possibility.

I knew that when she regained her human mind, she would be mortified. I also knew from what Seth had told me that she believed in no sex before marriage, she had made it very clear to him even though they were mates. What a clever girl. It must be very hard for her seeing as her Wolvon is telling her the exact opposite. So Seth therefore had been trying so hard not to allow her to break that rule.

I was proud of him for not taking advantage of her state of mind. I always knew Seth was a good kid but the kind of love and respect he showed for a teenage boy was simply amazing.

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Seth had been trying very hard to keep his distance from Storm, which proved a near impossible task. I could sense that he was still bothered by what had almost happened in the forest and had figured out that the best way to avoid it happening again would be to allow very little physical contact.

It was taking its toll on both of them and Seth had begun to get very agitated and more often than not would have to leave the room to regain control of his emotions. It was even worse for Storm. Not only was one of her mates gone but now another was limiting their contact with each other. It felt like my heart was being grated every time I saw her hide a tear or reach out to touch him only to have him move further away with a pained smile.

I was worried about them, what if distance only made it worse? But being close would be just as bad. I was never gladder to be me than at that moment, imagine the pain Seth must be going through.

STORMS POV

I feel ugly. I'm slowly regaining most of my human senses now; I'm still not able to speak though. Logically, I knew why Jacob had left me but my Wolvon side was in no position to listen to logic. I've managed to get a grip and force it down but every now and again it surfaces.

He left you because you are ugly and pathetic and weak. Even the mate that stayed with you doesn't want you anymore.

I know that I should be ignoring it, but it is me and one can't exactly ignore ones self. Ever since my inheritance it has seemed like my Wolvon and my human are two completely different people. I have been able to ignore my Wolvon thoughts mostly because nothing this major had caused it to really get worked up. But now with my Jake leaving and Sethy not wanting to touch me, it seems to be coming back at almost every waking moment.

Jacob abandoned you, how can you still call him yours?! After everything he has put you through you're just going to forgive him and pretend like nothing happened!? You're even more stupid than I realized. And you might want to cut down on the crisps, can't have you making my face look ugly just because you're upset.

I'm not ugly; I know that for a fact. The night after I became a full Wolvon, I had looked into a pond and saw the most stunning girl. It had taken me awhile to realize that that girl was me. Before my inheritance I had just touched average looking. I had medium short black hair and boring, dull, beady looking brown eyes. My lips were much too big for my face and my nose was this fat blob I couldn't get rid of.

I wasn't slim, not even close. I don't know how I stayed so chubby but I had lost very little baby fat. I was always very tan which did not go well with my fat. I guess I wasn't ugly per se, but I wasn't someone you would be proud to show off or be seen in public with.

My inheritance had changed all of that though. In less than 24 hours I had become gorgeous. I had had a chance to really study the changes when Mrs Miller (the old lady) invited me into her house after seeing me eyeing the food she had left outside for whatever animal happened to be passing by. I was very reluctant and ran away but she laid out meals for me every day and soon I accepted her offer and went into her house.

She had a huge Victorian mirror that you were faced with as soon as you walked through the door. It was at the end of the hallway and I had shuffled up to it in a daze at what I saw.

My hair was about double its size and ran down my back in curly waves; it was thankfully not too thick. My eyes were no longer a dull brown, they now shone like a jewel and so did my teeth (which hadn't changed much since they had always been straight.) my face had become longer and therefore made my nose look a lot smaller than it actually was. My cheeks were still chubby but it suited my smile. My lips were no longer fat, they were now only plump and very pretty looking.

My gaze dropped down to the rest of my body and I staggered a little to see that I had lost nearly all my baby fat! I still wasn't slim, I was now curvy. My breasts were still the same size but my waist was now visible and not covered in fat rolls. My legs had become longer and the thighs were now firm and round instead of saggy.

I had been gazing wide eyed at myself for quite some time and Mrs Miller just stood there with a knowing smile on her face. I'm beginning to suspect she knows more than I'm giving her credit for.

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The thing is though, even though I know that I'm very pretty now, I can never stop seeing myself as that awkward, chubby outcast. Only my physical appearance has changed really, I'm still me. And honestly, that's what scares me the most.

I hate having to hide things from the people I love but I don't think they are prepared for the real me. The me who always doubts herself, always sensitive to everything people say to her, always so self-conscious and scared and most importantly the me who can't handle affection. I grew up with very little human affection or touch mostly because I was always locked up in a room until I was needed. I had only one friend before coming here to Forks. We met when I was about 9. She was all I ever wanted in a friend, kind, understanding and non-judgemental.

She was the daughter of one of the Wolvon couples my aunt and uncle sent me to and would sneak into my room at night just so we could play together. That all changed the day I received my first proper beating by her mother. I withdrew myself from her and everybody else and refused to say anything to anyone. I would not let her even come near me.

She tried cheering me up for days but it was a futile attempt and she soon gave up. Thankfully I only stayed in their house for another two weeks before I was passed on to the next people.

Ever since that incident I had tried to overcome my fear and had somewhat managed. It still came back though but I made very sure not to show it. I didn't want to drive away anyone else.

Seth and Jacob were the first people I had never felt a need to distance myself from. I was always looking forward to being in their company. It wasn't until the day Jake left that the feeling came back with vengeance. Except this time, my Wolvon was becoming more clingy instead of more distant and it was having the same results.

I'm trying very hard to give Seth space and to show him there is nothing to be afraid of, unfortunately my Wolvon always messes it up. I knew he was doing this because he loved me I mean he was helping me stick to my beliefs when I couldn't help myself! Why did it still hurt then?

I hate feeling like this. I want to have confidence, I want to be completely happy with who I am, I want to just be loved. I also hate feeling so sappy and pathetic. I always loved fairy tales and happily ever afters and honestly I still believe in them. Not everything would be perfect though, but you would know that no hardships could break what you and your loved ones had, that's my kind of fairy tale.

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So it's been a week I've started feeling very weird. I'm constantly hot and my Wolvon is more aggressive than usual. I asked Carlisle about it and he dismissed it for a fever. He's been researching though because even I know it's quite rare for a Wolvon to catch something so common. Its been bothering me, doesn't really feel like a fever to me.

SETHS POV

It isn't easy staying away from your mate, especially one who really needs you. I'm quite proud at my outer mask because I'm usually not very good at hiding things. But I've managed to keep the real pain I felt from my face most of the time. On the inside there is no way to put it other than that I am I gigantic mess.

I've been having nightmares about something happening to my mate. I wanted to hold her in my arms and just rock her to sleep but after the incident in the forest, I don't trust myself anymore.

It breaks my heart and makes me so angry to even think this but… I would rather have her sad than have her throw away her life for me. I was very well aware that we were highly fertile; the chances of her becoming pregnant after a single intercourse was scarily high. And no matter what, I wasn't going to put her through that. She's only 15 for goodness sake! Not even legal yet…

I've never been more frustrated in my entire life. I was never an angry kid, never. But with all these emotions and hormones and stress, I've found myself more angry than I couldn't even have imagined I could be. It was frightening to say the least.

And to make matters worse the feeling in my chest had gotten worse. I first noticed it in the forest the day we shared our first kiss. It was just a slight discomfort but now it was an almost constant dull ache. I decided not to bother anyone with it seeing as they all had enough on their plates.

Storm was slowly regaining her humanity, she spoke to me for the first time just yesterday, well mentally spoke. It was so refreshing to hear her voice. She had a very thick Italian accent though; I guess she had reverted back into her home language. Her English was so good sometimes I forgot that it wasn't her first language.

I was able to have more physical contact with her after that. After she spoke to me I wrapped her up in a bear hug and when she did nothing but hug me back I the lay a soft kiss on her forehead.

Tears streamed down her face and before I could ask her what was wrong she murmured, 'I have missed Seth, I never want to…' she then paused as if searching for the right words 'I never want to be without you.' She then mumbled something in what I presumed was Italian, could be French for all I know.

I held her tight for a very long time. In fact, if she hadn't fallen asleep in my arms, I could have stood there for weeks on end. When I lay her on her bed I heard Rosalie come in.

'She hasn't been able to sleep properly since the dog left. After you refused to touch her she has hardly been able to sleep at all.' She said softly.

'I- ' she cut me off.

'I don't care wolfie, all I know is that you two have hurt her and I've started taking a liking to her so I would be ever so angry if something like this were to happen again, I hope I am clear.' Her tone was one of steely anger and I realised that Rosalie had come to see her as a little sister of sorts. And she was not a big sister you wanted to mess with.

'I'm so sorry… I don't think there was any other way to prevent it.'

'Even so, I will not take it so lightly next time.' And with that she was gone with a soft gust a wind. And I thought an angry Leah was scary.

Carlisle was the next to come in. He had a calm look on his face but behind it I could see panic building up.

'I know this is seemingly out of the blue but may I ask you a question?' he said very quickly but clearly all the same.

'Yeah sure, whatsup?'

'Seth do you feel anything in your chest or abdomen? Like a constant pressure or pain?'

'Uhh, yeah. My chest kinda hurts… why?' Carlisle cast a broken look towards Storm then turned to meet my eyes again. He looked regretful as he said the next words with a soft sigh.

'Seth, Storm is having her heat.'

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