I don't know anything but Erin. So, they kissed!

Erin's Point of View

Kissing Seth was like running through the sprinkler when you were little. Like chasing bubbles around the driveway. Like reading the perfect ending to a beautiful story. Kissing him was so right and so astounding, an un-thought of brilliance known only to the two of us. I was instantly breathless, my heart practically beating out of my chest.

Seth's strong arms slowly snaked around my waist, pulling me closer. I smiled against his lips and he chuckled, sending shivers through my body. My fingers subconsciously began playing with the locks of hair across the back of his neck. His thumb softly traced circles on my hips, only making me kiss him harder. Finally, after what seemed like way too short of a time, we pulled apart. Our foreheads touched, our arms still wrapped around each other, both of us breathless and giddy.

I looked to see Seth grinning at me, causing a giggle to bubble up and break free. I bit my lip and looked down, blushing, "You know, you're a pretty good kisser, dork."

Seth laughed, moving his arms so just his hands were placed on my hips, holding me close. I followed suit, moving so my hands were resting on his shoulders. "Not so bad yourself, 'Rin."

I smiled widely and looked away, shaking my head. "This is insane."

Seth nodded, chuckling, "Yeah, us, kissing. In my dreams." He admitted, shaking his head. I gave him a shocked, confused look to which he only replied with a lopsided grin.

If this was a dream, I didn't want to wake up, but that was too corny to say out loud, though looking Seth in the eye I knew he was thinking the same thing. I pulled away, sliding one of my hands down to my hip, grabbing his hand and lacing my fingers though his. "So, no more secrets, right? You're a werewolf, we're soulmates, that's it right?"

"Yeah, I think we covered it all." Seth said casually, nodding.

"Good. Now, what's next? We have all day." I reminded him.

"That we do…" He trailed off, playing with my fingers. I felt very aware of his every move.

I took a deep breath, "Why can only imprints know? I mean, I'm Jake's cousin, basically his sister, and I wasn't allowed to know?"

Seth shrugged, "Sam thinks it's best and he's Alpha, so what we think sometimes doesn't matter."

"Why do you keep saying stuff like that? What, just because Sam's Alpha, he calls all the shots by himself?" I wondered, while Seth started walking, leading me somewhere, our hands still linked.

"There are these things called Alpha commands. Sometimes when Sam says something in the right way, we have to obey. It's not a choice, and if we try fight, it's like you lose the ability to do whatever that thing is." Seth explained, like it was totally normal.

Anger flared up in me, "That's like taking freewill away. That's wrong. Sam shouldn't do that."

Seth shrugged, "He tries to avoid it, but at the same time, he has to do what's best for the Pack and tribe."

"And what gives him that right, to decide what's best for," I faltered, "How many of you are there?"

"Eight."

"Seven other people?" I asked, finishing.

"It may sound bad, but Sam's a good guy. He's been really helpful. Without him, I'd probably still be stuck in wolf form." Seth said. The tone in his voice told me to drop it, so I did.

"Okay. Sam, Jared, Paul, Embry, Jake, Quil, You. That's only seven, who else?" I asked, curiously.

"Leah. She phased for the first time just before me." Seth explained. I nodded, not remembering ever hearing about girl shifters in the legends. I shrugged, assuming I was forgetting one of the stories.

"So, besides me and Billy, who else knows about the Pack?" I questioned.

"The other imprints, Emily and Kim, obviously. Then there's my mom and my dad knew too, Old Quil, Quil's grandpa. Oh, and Bella Swan, knows." Seth finished. I stopped, turning to face Seth.

"Bella? The same one Jake's been hung up on for years? Is she a…" I trailed off, looking at Seth.

"She's not an imprint. She's actually probably a mate. Jake just found a loophole in Sam's gag order." Seth explained.

"She ran off for a couple of days, just after your dad. Finding her boyfriend, I guess. Broke Jake's heart." I said, walking again.

"Her vampire boyfriend." Seth corrected.

I froze, looking at Seth, "Vampire? Bella Swan is dating a-a-a Cold One?"

"Yeah, she's with a Cullen, they're vegetarian vampires, only feed on the blood of animals." Seth explained. "We have a treaty with them, remember? They can't touch La Push or anyone in it. Plus, the Pack's job is to protect the tribe from any not-so-Cullen vampires. You're safe."

I shook my head, "I'm not scared." I lied, "But who in their right mind falls in love with a Vampire?"

Seth shrugged, looking down. I realized how that may have sounded to him, like anything magical was dangerous. I stepped forward, taking his face in my hands. "Then again, I guess I can't really judge her. Since," I bit my lip, calming myself. This is Seth, he wouldn't push me away, he never had when it was up to him, "Since, I'm kind of, maybe, falling for a werewolf myself."

Seth grinned, placing his hands back on my hips. He leaned in close, "Erin, I-"

A howling wolf cut him off, sounding incredibly close. He looked around, pulling away. "Pack needs me. Come on, I gotta get you somewhere safe." He grabbed my hand and easily picked me up, swinging me around, onto his back. He ran like carrying me was nothing, weaving through trees and branches without any problem.

He stopped, coming to a house I'd never seen before. "That's Emily's. Stay here and I'll be back soon." He set me down and started to walk away.

"Seth!" I yelled, grabbing his arm. "Be careful, whatever it is."

He nodded, "I'll come right back, I promise."

I nodded, letting him go. Letting go of his arm felt more significant in that moment, like one of the hardest things I ever had to do. Not only did I want to just be with him, but also knowing he could possibly be running towards mortal peril, it felt like part of me broke off and went with him. A very necessary part.

Seth ran into the trees and seconds later I heard another howl, just in front of me. Then the sound faded. I stood there for a while, looking into the trees.

"First times the hardest. But he'll be okay." A voice called from behind me. I turned to see a very pretty woman, her beauty only slightly tainted by three scars that ran down her face. "They always come back."

I nodded, stepping towards her. "You must be Emily, Sam's imprint?"

"That's me. And you're Erin, right? The new wolf girl?" She asked.

I let out a single laugh and nodded, "I guess you could say that, yeah."

"Welcome to the club." She joked, gesturing for me to follow her inside.

I did so, replying, "We should get t-shirts made or something."

Emily laughed and I smiled. I may not be crazy about Sam but I think I could easily be friends with his imprint.