Okay, this chapter is a bit late and different; half of it will be in Seth's POV. As for the middle names I gave to the Clearwater duo, I'll explain later on in the story their importance . This is just to sorta add depth to Seth's ability and character. He's a bit OOC but I think it's mainly because time has passed and helped mold Seth into a man, or something.
Now onto the main event!

Chapter 5

Seth's POV

"What the hell do you mean, 'she ran off'?" I snapped, narrowing my eyes at Renesmee. Her eyes went wide, shock clear in her brown irises. The colored air around her shimmered, growing dimmer and more rigid as I continued to glare at her.

"Seth, cool it," Jake boomed. I turned my gaze to him, feeling my anger triple in strength. His aura flared, reaching out as if to strike at something and got darker but streaks of angry, blood red rippled throughout.

"You want me to 'cool it'?" My voice was eerily calm. "I'll cool it, Jake, when your imprint explains why my sister ran off at midnight and hasn't come back. It's four in the fucking morning, Alpha."

"Damn, Seth, I taught you well," a voice teased. I whipped my head around and saw Leah leaning against the door frame, looking like she didn't have a care in the world.

"Leah!" Renesmee exhaled, her relief obvious in the way she said my sister's name. It was also obvious because her colors changed from a murky pale blue to a bright, blue-green color.

"Where the fuck have you been, Leah Ayita Clearwater?" I growled. Her eyebrows passed her hairline as she pushed herself off the frame to stride towards me.

"First of all, Ness, I'm sort of sorry that I ran off and got pissed the way I did; only sort of though because you were in the wrong too. Secondly, Seth Gopan Clearwater, don't you ever fucking use my middle name again." She glared at me for a second before continuing on. "Anyway, thirdly, back the fuck out of my way, I need to shower and get ready for school. Oh and lastly, before I forget, Jacob, get your head out of your ass. I am your beta and you need to understand that I am a big part of this small pack. I know Ness is your soul mate and shit but you were definitely in the wrong telling my brother to cool it when not only had his sister run away, his beta did. You chose me to be your second because I don't mind challenging anyone and calling people out on their shit, so there you fucking go. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be in the shower planning on how to present my imprint with her prize, you know, besides myself."

We all stared at her with wide eyes, gawking as she smiled then turned to swiftly walk out of Ness' bedroom door. My gaze then went to examine the shimmering, dancing, shining and rejoicing colors that surrounded my sister. Even after she left, I could still see wisps of her aura that decided to linger. It was different than her usual aura which was mainly a deep intimidating purple that didn't move too much except when she was with her girl. Now, on the other hand, my sister's color blended with more; there were swirling soft pinks, glimmering baby blues, twinkling splashes of gold and an overwhelming amount of sparkling brilliant silver slivers decorating her bright and shining royal purple. I instantly knew what the colors meant and I couldn't stop the stupid grin that lifted my lips, completely forgetting my anger. Looking back at Ness and Jake, I saw they weren't as enthusiastic as I was in that moment. Of course, that was only because they didn't see the spectacle I saw.

"Guys, ease up. Your colors are pretty… dingy, especially in comparison to Leah's." My voice was a lot more pleasant then than it was before my sister showed up.

"Explain." I rolled my eyes at Jake's curtness.

"Look, dude, you and Nessie have blue auras as your base color. Have I told you guys that before?" They both silently shook their heads. "Alright, well, here's the deal. Nessie, your color is usually this sky blue with swirls of this semi-pretty orange color, like your mom. Did you know your mom and dad's aura look like the University of Miami colors?
Anyway, back to the main thing. Jake, you usually have this dark blue base, similar to Leah's intimidating-ness or whatever but with swirls of Ness' color like blinking lights when she's near. When you guys are close, you imprints – bleh – your colors brighten. Your colors, for lack of a better word, dance and tangle with each other when you guys are close or hug and stuff. Your emotions and stuff affect your colors and movement of your auras. Right now, for some reason, Leah's aura is doing stuff I've never seen happen before. She has a lot of different awesome colors and her aura looks like its reaching out and stuff, even though her imprint isn't even here! Something happened to her when she was away, I don't know what exactly but whatever it was, it did some wonders."

The couple shared a skeptical look before Jake spoke.

"Look, Seth, we all know how Leah is when she's happy. She seemed more of a bitch now than usual, not really happy." Renesmee nodded in agreement.

"I didn't really say she was happy, I said she was different, better in a way but I meant as in expressing herself and feeling stuff. She told us all off, but did you see her shaking? Did you hear a growl in her voice? No, that's right, you didn't because something happened that made her different." I took a deep breath, briefly closed my eyes then shook my head.
"You guys claim to care about my sister but you're both pretty ignorant. Leah was born a leader, Jake, that's why her aura is similar to yours. You felt compelled to make her your beta because she was meant to be a person in power. From the beginning you've been a hypocrite. You gave her grief over the way she handled the issue with Sam but you were probably even worse with Bella. Then you make her beta but you still ended up pulling shit without even consulting her! Don't fucking deny it, Charlie is a prime example. These days when something significant happens, you don't talk to Leah, you go running to Edward and Nessie."

"Seth, you're completely out of line," he said between clenched teeth. A bitter laugh escaped my lips.

"No, I've just loved you all too much to say anything but for some reason, right now, I've had enough of being silent. Don't get me wrong, you're all awesome, a family to me, a pack. The thing is that none of us are perfect and a lot of us don't realize that." I shot a look at the both of them before moving on. "Leah always had the problem of thinking she was the furthest thing from being perfect, even worse than imperfect. She sees and highlights her own flaws and everyone else's too. Shit, she always calls me out on being too fucking peppy and not letting my anger go. I've denied it and stuff, but I always couldn't help but think about it before going to sleep. She had a point and you know she had a point when calling you on your shit, Jake."

"But what did I do, Seth? How was I 'in the wrong'? I told you what happened." Dark green and blue began to wind their way into Ness' aura, indicating frustration and the need for comfort.

"You talked about her with Jake. You dumped that image of her into her mind. Ness, you know how easily any of us change our moods. You're a half vamp bound to a werewolf; you know it from personal experiences. And you know Leah. You should have known better." My voice was firm and lightly laced with condescension which cause Jake's aura to flare angrily, again. "Can you get your shit together, Jake? Seriously, I don't want to meditate to turn off my Sight but with your overactive emotions, I'll have to."

"I have a better solution, Seth, to bed now," Jake commanded, his voice ringing with his Alpha timbre.

A dull ache began to pull at my joints, a heavy weight tugged at my shoulders and my muscles quivered under his command. While my inner wolf whimpered, the man I was roared with indignation.

"I'm going, alpha," I sneered. Using all the power of my will, I straightened my spine and strutted out of the room with my chin held high.

Once I was out of his line of sight, the tight noose of his power loosened and I was able to walk with more ease. Sighing, I reached back and tried to massage the kinks in my neck caused by that stupid voice. That was an absolute abuse of power; Jake said he wouldn't do that to us.

Tremors rolled down my arms and heat collected at the base of my spine. Fuck, I thought angrily. The last thing I need was to explode, ruin a good pair of jogging pants and give Jake more power over me. The worst part about being a wolf was that the strength of how intense the wolf magic affected me doubled whenever I was a wolf.

Taking deep breaths, I stared down at my shaking hands and focused intently on the colors clinging to me. A dim yellow-orange and withdrawn, my aura wasn't such a nice sight to see. More often than not, I glowed a bright, sunshine type of yellow but I realized the angrier I got, the closer to orange my color was. I narrowed my focus on the small splotches of sunshine and willed them to grow, to outshine the darker areas. Slowly but surely the spots grew and so did the small sense of happiness that Leah caused before.

"Awesome," I grinned, flexing my fingers and rotating my wrists. I was getting better and better when interacting with auras, especially my own. Humming to myself, I was too distracted by my growing ability to realize just how easily I moved. I didn't realize how my ability allowed me to walk without strain under the Alpha Influence.

Leah's POV

"Alright, I got it down, six for us and six for her, easy peasy lemon breezy. I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of that before?" I muttered to myself as I toweled off. With a soft huff, I tossed the towel to the side and frowned at the foggy mirrors in front of me. "Can't stand the heat, then get out of the kitchen. Oh wait, I meant bathroom," I chuckled. There was seriously something wrong with me, but I didn't mind it; in fact, I liked it.

On my run back home, I was more focused and knew what was going on, unlike before. I wasn't swallowed my by emotions, I was in control. That's when I felt myself changing. It was different from phasing but the same; it felt so familiar and yet so foreign. Hard to describe but simple to feel. My paws felt lighter and my breath came easier, as if the strain coming from Olivia disappeared. Okay, that wasn't totally true, I could still feel the strong, incessant pull at all times.

The point was that something shifted inside of me and around me. I felt slivers of it, whatever it was, circling and filling me. It didn't really make me happy per se, but it made me feel in control, something that I hadn't felt in years.

In that moment I knew where I had felt that way before. It was when, for the first time, I ran as a lone wolf. It was when Jacob split from Sam's pack and ran off to do his own shit. As soon as I saw my dumbass little brother join him, I realized I could too. I realized I could be free of Sam and those other ass-for-brains. The moment that clicked, I shot off and focused my thoughts on getting away from Sam, of being liberated from him. I felt the strings that tied me to that pack being slowly and forcefully snipped. Jared's, then Collin's, then Brady's, then Embry's, then Quil's and then Paul's tie to me was cut. Finally all that was left was Sam, who was clinging to that bond, begging me to stay with him. Of course all that really did was fuel my desire to leave and so the last connection I had with the Uley Pack was severed. I felt as if I were a prized sled dog who had finally been relieved of the heavy harness that kept me attached to everyone else. I was finally able to flex my running abilities and leave everyone else behind for a while.

I knew what it was that I felt; it was freedom.

"Holy shit," I murmured. "These are the types of revelations I get from my alone time; totally worth the foggy mirrors."

Singing quietly to myself, I dressed slowly, mulling over what the sense of freedom meant. It couldn't possibly mean that I wasn't part of Jake's pack; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stand his presence. The interaction between Sam and Jake was proof enough for me to know that. Oh well, there was always later to find out what was happening, in the meantime, I'd focus on the task at hand.

"Olivia," I breathed. Saying her name alone caused my heart to squeeze. I hadn't been away from her so long, but I could feel her in my heart, in my mind. She was in pain and my instincts screamed at me, telling me it was somehow my fault. It tore me up but gave me more motivation to fix it, fix us. I had to fight for her, I had to have her.

My run didn't only give me that beautiful sense of freedom; it reestablished my sense of duty, reinforcing my desires for Olivia in my life. I knew without a doubt in my mind who I needed in my life above all else. Before, I never really took the time to dissect and analyze what an imprint really did and offered. With my legs moving steadily beneath me, I pondered the most meaningful questions I had on my mind; practically each one involved Olivia. I didn't come up with any real answers to the specific questions I had but what I did come up with was better. I realized I had questions floating around that I never even really took serious consideration over.

I realized what an imprint was, well, in my case at least. Sure I had the same general characteristics of other imprints, but I knew mine was even more special. I knew, in the pit of my stomach, Ness was right and wasn't over exaggerating my wolf form. The bond between me and Olivia was stronger than any other I've ever been subjugated to experience. Even with that intensity, I could still control the pain and continue on with my day, or however long I had to be without Liv. All the other dumb guys couldn't go an hour without crying – literally crying – over the fact that they were in pain. I had so much more self-control, it was crazy. Jake even turned into a weeping pile of whipped dog shit when he went more than a few hours without Ness; what a fucking fearless leader.

Me, on the other hand, I was and always would be a wolf. Liv might have been my imprint and the bond between us might have been stronger than all the others, but that didn't mean I'd give up trying to function without her. She wasn't the only one I loved, but she was the one who I was always meant to have in my life.

My imprint was my fulfillment. My imprint was my shot at true, incredible happiness. My imprint was everything I would ever want in a mate. My imprint was my strength more than my weakness. My imprint was my saving grace.

She wasn't what the others felt towards their imprints. She didn't try to ever stop me from doing shit. She didn't abuse the obvious power she had over me. She didn't need me to be her rock because she was strong all on her own. She didn't put herself above anyone else.

She, my very own imprint, balanced me out. Where she was flawed, I brought her up. Where I was shit, she was incredible. My patience was almost nonexistent while hers was infinite. She didn't know how to let herself live with her hair down while I was the definition of wild.

Olivia Nyssa Bellamy was my destiny and it was high time I started pulling up my big girl shorts and did something about that.

I was going to walk out of my bathroom in my favorite jeans and black tee. After that, I was going to eat a large breakfast because my stomach was empty from all the intense running. Then I would patiently wait until the time was right to head to school. Finally, I would spend the rest of my time with Liv to give her the tickets and fix whatever I did.

I was going to get my girl and I wasn't going to do it alone, not anymore.

So, there it is, right there. I'm hoping ya liked it. I was really stuck but then my inner Leah chirped up and asked about Seth which spurred this on. It may not be the longest and may not be the best, but more is on the way, I promise!