I don't own Twilight. I do own Erin (That always sounds so wrong...).

Seth's POV

I yelped, jumping back. Mom gasped and so did Dad, only his sounded different. I heard him mutter something like 'not possible' before his hand clenched down tight around my arm. The wolf or Leah or whatever was freaking out, smashing the TV and a lamp easily. I looked over at Dad; he was clutching his chest with his other hand, his expression a mixture of shock and horror.

Mom was over us in a second, freakishly calm, pushing me away. "He's having a heart attack. Seth, I need you to call 911."

I stood there, shaking, every cell of my body feeling set aflame. Everything went quiet, impossibly silent, while the panic and fear engulfed me, heat flaring through my veins painfully. I closed my eyes and shook my head as an axe split though my skull, my hands hitting the ground as my knees buckled. It felt like every bone in my body was cracking and snapping out of place, like jagged claws were tearing my skin apart. Then came the explosion of sound, erupting in my eardrums, every noise magnified ten times.

Oh my god, what the fuck is happening!? Am I going crazy?! Leah's voice screamed.

Mom, suddenly much shorter, looked up, her eyes widening. She swallowed and took a deep breath, "Go! Get out of the house; go to the woods! I'll get help, I promise! Go, Leah, Seth!"

I tried to call to her but all that came out was an inhuman whine. I looked around frantically, horror rising in my chest when I noticed I was on all fours and had paws, sandy fur coating my whole body. I have turned into a wolf, just like Leah.

Leah-wolf rammed into me, knocking me into a desk which cramped under my weight, barreling out of the door, howling at she charged into the woods. I followed clumsily trying to work on paws instead of feet, suddenly about the rocket myself forward faster than I ever had before.

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Dad's dead, isn't he? Oh my god! Leah's voice chanted as I followed her into the green trees. Her voice sounded different from Mom, echoey and internal, like I wasn't hearing her from the outside but from the inside.

What the hell? Get out of my head, Leah! I yelled.

She gave a sharp shriek in my head, making my already sore head spin, and let out a howl, Seth? How can you hear me?

I don't know! It was all so unreal, completely impossible. I was a wolf? And Leah was in my fucking head? What the hell was going on?

Calm down, Seth. It's okay. A different, familiar, calming voice entered my mind.

Sam?! Oh hell no! Leah snapped. Even at a moment like this she can be bitter about Sam? My sister can hold a grudge, for real.

Leah?! What? Sue said- How? Sam's voice asked, shocked. I followed a weird pulling sensation in my gut, knowing where to go without even really thinking. I burst into a clearing with Leah slightly ahead of me, shrinking away upon noticing the large pitch black wolf also there. It was taller and large than both of us, standing proudly as it circled the clearing.

New voices, all familiar, burst into my aching mind, nearly sending me into a dizzy spell.

Sam? What's going on?

A newbie? Was it Seth, like you guessed?

What the hell? Leah?

Leah?

You've got to be kidding me! Leah?!

I stumbled further back as five more wolves filed into the clearing. The second I saw them I knew who they were, like it'd been programmed into my brain. The leader, the black one, was Sam. The first one to speak besides Leah and Sam, the brown one, was Jared Cameron. The next, was Quil, his fur a chocolate brown color. The third was Paul Lahote, the fourth Embry and the last Jacob, Erin's cousin.

My stomach dropped. Erin. My best friend AKA the girl I was in love with. How would I ever tell her about this?

You won't. Jacob's voice was clear and demanding in my head, Why do you think I haven't told her already? She doesn't need to know about this. She's better and safer in the dark.

Know what!? Leah yelled. That you're werewolves? That I am? Do you even hear what the fuck are you even saying? This isn't possible! I'm going crazy!

No, it's not, Leah Sam broke in, you shouldn't be able to do this. But you aren't crazy and you need to calm down.

Don't tell me what to do, Samuel! Leah yelled. I cringed, so did the other wolves. She was so fucking loud!

Why can't I tell Erin? I asked, trying the change the subject back.

Because, dipshit, it's a secret.

Paul, shut up. He's just scared, remember how it felt to phase for the first time? Someone else's memories flooded my brain. Paul's? Changing into a wolf in the backyard?

Shut up, Embry. I don't want the chick in my head.

And you think I want in? Leah yelled, once again way too loud.

Everyone, silence! Sam's voice roared. I stopped, completely unable to talk. It wasn't a choice, just what I had to do. That's an Alpha command, Seth, Leah. And Erin can't know because only a select few are allowed in on this secret. She's not one them.

Mental images of several people flashed in my head. The Elders, my parents, my second cousin, Emily, a girl I'd seen around school, Kim, I think, Bella Swan, and Billy Black. I noticed how two of the swirling faces seemed so much more important than the others. Kim's and Emily's.

They're imprints, that's why.

Imprints? What's that? All the confusion was making me sick to my stomach. I let out a whine.

It's okay, Seth, Leah, I'll explain everything. Sam turned his head to the other five wolves. Phase back. One of you talk to Billy and Old Quil about Leah. Paul and Jared, you're off patrol tonight. I'll run it with Seth and Leah.

Patrol? Phase? What? The others slunk back into the trees and after a moment it felt like my brain had more space again, like it was more my own.

Okay, you two can talk, but only questions about what's going on, Leah. Sam said, looking at us. I trotted closer, glancing back at Leah, who stayed back, a light growl coming from her.

So, I'm a werewolf now? Leah asked, watching Sam.

Yes, Leah, we all are. There's no cult, it's a pack. The Pack. I'm Alpha, the leader, then Jacob's Beta, second-in-command, and Jared's Gemma, third. We are the protectors of the reservation.

I stepped closer, What's an imprint? I thought back to Emily and Kim's faces. I could actually feel Leah flinch, causing a flicker of guilt in my chest.

An imprint is a wolf's soul mate. It's like love at first sight only stronger. You can feel it when you see them, can't you? That pull to protect Emily and Kim? It's because you're pack members with the wolves that imprinted on them. You don't feel the connection as strongly but it's still instinct to keep an imprint safe. Sam explained.

And you, Leah sounded wounded somehow, you imprinted on Emily?

Sam looked away from her. I felt the pain she felt, felt Sam's guilt and shame in response, and inwardly cringed. Yes. And Jared's imprint is Kim. Imprinting is rare; Jared and I might even be the only ones to do it.

A flicker of disappointment hit me, my mind spiralling to thoughts of Erin's smile and lavender scent, the feel of her curvy waist under my hands just a week and a half ago at the stupid beach party. I sighed. What's patrol?

We run the perimeter of La Push; like I said, we're protectors. Sam's voice was now stony. I remembered the legends told at the bonfires and I knew this detail the best. The Cold Ones.

Vampires? Vampires are real? Leah asked, horrified. The legends used to scare her senseless when she was a little girl. She'd always been terrorized of 'the cold ones', even suffering from night terrors for a stent of time when she was in middle school.

Yeah, they're what has been attacking people. And we're the huge "bears" everyone's been spotting, only we're obviously not bears. Sam told us.

Phasing? I moved on, remembering the term from earlier.

Sam looked around and walked towards the edge of the trees. We have to start patrolling, but we can still talk.

In our heads. Like crazy people! Leah growled. I started to follow Sam, but stopped and looked back at my sister, who hadn't moved.

Leah, come on. I whined, nodding towards the trees. Leah sighed in my head and followed after me.

Okay, guys, Sam started, If you just follow my lead and your instincts, you'll know where to run for the border

I've lived in La Push my whole life, I know the border. Leah hissed, rudely. I rolled my eyes, doing as Sam had told me and running where it felt right to.

So, Seth, phasing is what we call changing between human form and wolf. You won't have to worry about it for a while. It's pretty impossible for a new wolf to change back in less than a week. Shortest it took was Jacob, in two days. It took me two weeks, but I didn't have a guide so don't worry about it being that long for you, Sam explained, running miles away from me but sounding like he was right next to me.

Oh god, still! A week with a tail? Leah groaned.

You don't have to complain all the time, Leah. I snapped at her. She turned her head quickly, nipping at one of my ears, before running ahead of me.

Shut up, Seth, I felt her realization hit like it was my own. Oh no, dad!

My stomach dropped and I lost my footing, stumbling over a fallen tree branch. I went flying and managed to roll back onto my feet, keeping my pace. Sam? Do you know anything?

No, sorry. Your mom called me and told me what was happening and that she'd be at the hospital. I think it was too early of the doctors to really know anything yet.

I nodded, sighing. Sobs echoed in my head and I realized Leah was crying. My eyes burned but I shook my head, tuning out Leah's sobs and Sam's voice. I listened to what was around me, concentrating anywhere but on what was going on inside my head. I slowed, coming to a stop as Leah crashed onwards.

Seth? What are you doing? I faintly heard Sam say, somewhat accusatory.

She won't see me. I told him, determinedly.

No, Seth. Sam said, but it wasn't one of his commands, so I started running again. Following my instincts on where to go, I navigated away from the border I should have been patrolling.

Spotting a break in the tree, I slowed, slinking forward silently. Billy's house was yards away, through the woods. I moved around until I was able to see Erin's bedroom window. The light was on but she was nowhere in sight. Disappointment filled me. I missed her already, the prospect of going a week at least without her was not thrilling.

She was the only person I wanted to talk to right then, about dad, and my new werewolf-ness, and she was gone, still naive and completely human. Unlike me.

Seth- Sam started but I cut him off.

I can't do it. I can't keep this from her. Anyone else, I could, but Erin, no.

I felt Sam sigh. You won't have a choice. His tone changed, becoming stronger and more commanding as he continued, Neither of you are allowed to tell anyone about this. Only imprints and Elders are allowed to know.

My heart sank. I knew that was an Alpha command. I wouldn't have any options, Sam had already made the call for me. I couldn't articulate how unfair it felt, how angry it made me. I just glared at the house another second before turning and running back to the border, this time I couldn't stop a few frustrated tears from falling. But who can really blame me?

So, what do you think? More Seth POV next chapter or should we see what was going down with Erin when this happened?