AN: HELLO! Here it is folks, the much awaited Seth chapter! It's all from his POV and there's a little bit of a glimpse of the past as well. I hope you all enjoy and yes, I'm still working on To Be Without, the next chapter will be out as soon as I get passed the writers block I seem to have one it. In the mean time, here is this new chapter and check out my new Twilight story, The Family Legacy. Enjoy! :D

Chapter Three

That Asher Girl

Everyone outside the pack thinks I have a normal life. Because no one thinks I imprinted. Since the pack isn't allowed to talk about it inside or outside of our wolf form, it's almost like it never happened. Even though it did.

I was pretty sympathetic to Quil, I mean, he did imprint on a two year old. When everything settled down with the Cullen's we were all left to our own devices. Everyone was able to focus on what they wanted. I finished high school and started college but I still ran with Jake and Leah a lot to keep the Rez safe.

See, I had spent a lot of time with Claire and Quil, but never with her sisters or her parents. So when we all descended on Sam and Emily's house for Christmas I knew I would get to meet her whole family and I got through five-year-old Dana and Jeff, but when I saw Hannah holding Willa it was instantaneous.

I imprinted on Willa. She was just a little over a year and a half old. She was so cute too. They were all adorable and really great kids. But Willa was mine.

After the party Quil took me aside and we started talking. He told me about how he was going to wait until she was sixteen to tell Claire and her parents the truth and he would help me break the news to them to when the time came. I didn't know if I would need it, it was years away and only time would tell.

Then Quil was attacked. Jacob and I were phased at the same time and we tried to get him to go to Sam's but he wouldn't listen, the only thing in his mind was Claire. Then he caused a mess with some hikers and we had to stop and clean that up, when got to him Claire had already found him and was covered in his blood.

We had to tell Hannah and Jeff the truth when they found Quil mauled to within and inch of his life and watched as his wounds healed before their eyes.

"What's going on?" Jeff demanded once the girls were in bed.

"The legends," Quil choked out painfully. His broken ribs where just starting to mend.

"What about them?" Jeff asked shortly.

"They're real." Quil answered gruffly.

"What?" Jeff growled.

"See, we turn into wolves to protect the lands from vampires." I explained quickly before Quil tried.

"You're kidding right?" Hannah laughed bitterly.

"You saw him heal." I said pointing to Quil's chest.

"How long have you been this way?" She ground out.

"Years," Quil said under his breath, looking down.

Hannah's brown eyes narrowed dangerously on both me and Quil. "You've known you could turn into a deadly animal at anytime and you still hung around my daughters." She spoke so quietly she was almost whispering but her voice was so full of hate there was no mistaking what she said.

"I imprinted on Claire." Quil said quickly.

"You did what did what to my daughter?" Jeff asked lowly.

"It's when our spirit finds its other half in another human." Quil said slowly.

"Like soul mates." I offered quickly.

Jeff threw a warning look at me and I slunk back a little. "So, my five year old is your soul mate?" He asked incredulously.

"Something like that." Quil mumbled, giving me a glare. I knew I should have kept my mouth shut there.

"Boy, are you out of your mind?!" Jeff yelled.

"Get out." Hannah hissed tensely.

"Hannah-" I tried to say desperately.

"NOW!" She screamed, pointing to the back door.

I was just starting to help Quil toward the door when the girls made their way downstairs, Dana standing at the head of the group with Willa clinging to her side and Claire looking over her shoulder. "Mamma," Claire said sadly, looking between Hannah and Quil.

"Back to bed, all of you!" She ordered, rushing up to them and scooped Claire up while forcing Dana and Willa up the stairs.

"Quil!" Claire cried out sadly, trying to reach for him, tears streaking her cheeks and her tiny body shaking.

Willa looked from around her mother's hip at me with wide and confused eyes, already filling with tears. All I wanted to do was plow Hannah out of the way and scoop Willa up. I had the feeling Quil was thinking the same thing.

"You best leave," Jeff said sternly.

We couldn't say anything. My heart was hammering in my chest and I knew they wouldn't listen to us anymore. I helped Quil out of the house and onto the road where Sam was waiting with his truck and we all piled in and took Quil back to Sam's place.

It was a rough night. Quil's rib had healed wrong so we had to re-break it and hold it in its proper place for three hours while it re-healed. A few stubborn slices opening up since there was so much damage, the more minor wounds didn't heal as fast. They still bled a lot.

Two days later when Quil could finally walk without help we both tried to go see Claire and Willa but Jeff told us they needed more time. He was more sympathetic and a lot calmer than the last time we saw him, and I was just grateful he didn't start shooting us with his shotgun.

We were going to wait until Jeff contacted us to come over and try to explain everything again, but the next morning he called damn near in tears. Hannah and Claire were gone and the only thing that was left was a note that said Hannah had to protect his daughter from us monsters.

We rushed over there and Claire was indeed gone. Quil went down hill from there. Her favorite Dora the Explorer blanket was missing and that was about it. All her books and toys were still in their normal spot, just waiting for her to come back. Quil didn't leave her room for a week. I tried to stay with him as much as possible. One, to help Quil and two, to be as close to Willa as possible.

I felt like a coward because I hadn't spoken up and told them that I imprinted on Willa as well, but Quil never blamed me. He seemed almost relieved that Willa didn't get taken as well. Jeff hardly ever let Willa and Dana out of his arms and rarely slept. I would sneak in to look at Willa while she slept, just to make sure she was really there and all the nightmares were fakes, and Jeff would be sitting on the floor between their beds. Emily took things pretty hard as well. There wasn't anyone on the Reservation that wasn't affected by Hannah and Claire's absence.

That was all I could think about the whole time I was in the woods. It happened every time I was away from Willa and as she got older I couldn't help but fear one day she would leave on her own accord and I'd never see her again. That's what I thought she would do when she confronted me about imprinting and that's why I didn't come back for three days.

Every time I convinced myself to go home I'd picture a note from Willa waiting for me on my front door telling me she couldn't take it anymore and she was leaving. I'd run for hours after that single thought. I even picked fights with a few bears to hide from it all. Quil phased twice during that time and told me she was still at my house, waiting for me.

A large part of me didn't believe him. It wasn't like Willa to wait for anyone so I really couldn't believe it was true. Three days later when I finally got the guts to find out the truth and went back home she was really there. She was waiting for me. I had to hide how happy I actually was when I saw how angry she was.

I easily spent the rest of that day working on my house with her. She didn't bring up anything about the fight or about imprinting the whole time. Even when we were on the roof to reseal the shingles and I figured she'd take the opportunity to shove me off the roof like she did when she was ten when she was sure I wouldn't get hurt. It was almost like when she when she was still a kid and all she wanted was to hang out with me.

I hated that she didn't have a lot of friends growing up. She tried her hardest to make friends, there were even times she did things she didn't want to just to try to get into a group. She stopped that when she was eight, she just stopped trying to make friends and no eight year old should ever be as depressed as she was. It killed me and I wanted to strangle every child that ever scorned her. Forks would have lost all its children if I didn't stop myself.

Willa still doesn't have that many friends, there is only one that has actually been with her since the seventh grade, Rosa Temperance. They aren't all that close but when they need each other, they're there for each other. Then there are all of her boyfriends…

I've wanted to castrate every one of those little bastards. They only wanted her for her body, they didn't care that she was brilliant or that she needed some to love her not to throw her against the wall and fuck her brains out. I might have been able to accept it if she was happy with one of them, but she never was. It was almost like every boy she went with somehow made her more and more depressed.

I watched her toss in her sleep as she rolled onto the other side of my bed, her arm hanging over the side and I was shaken from of my thoughts. She has never been a calm sleeper. I'm supposed to be sleeping downstairs on the couch, but I still can't bring myself to leave her side. Jake and Sam had lifted the standing order I begged for and I was bombarded by everyone calling me an idiot. Needless to say they only made me feel worse.

I had been seriously thinking about contacting Edward and having him pop into the area and just peek into her head, just so I can get an idea of how this whole thing is really affecting her. If the fit she had three days ago was any hint then I'm in for a lot of trouble.

"I hate it when you watch me sleep. It's creepy." I heard Willa mumble from the pillow. She rolled onto her back and sat up, leaning against the head board and looked at me through sleepy eyes. "Sit," She ordered patting the spot next to her.

I walked over to the bed wordlessly and sat next to her so our shoulders were touching.

"What's wrong?" She asked as she looked at me.

I looked down at her hands and grabbed one, lacing my fingers through hers and stared at her tiny fingers before I got the guts to look her in the eye. "You know I didn't do what I did to hurt you, right?" I asked quietly.

She looked at me sadly for a moment before she nodded her head smally. "I know," she murmured and wrapped her arms around my waist and laid her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my cheek on the top of her head.

"You really know how to make me feel like crap for getting mad at you." She said with a sad laugh.

I hugged her instinctively. "It's a skill of mine." I tried to say jokingly, but even I could hear the misery in my voice.

"What are we going to do now?" She asked confused.

"Whatever you want." I said truthfully.

"Could I please have some input from you?" She asked desperately. It was a comfort to know she was as lost as I was.

I didn't have to think long about what I wanted to do. "I wouldn't mind if you stopped with the excess of guys." I said as calmly as possible.

"I can do that." She said nodding against my shoulder. "No more three day excursions without contact." She said sternly, jabbing me in my side with her finger. I winced playfully.

I pinched her hip and she squirmed next to me for a minute before slapping me. "Deal," I said smiling.

A silence fell over us awkwardly and Willa quickly filled it. "This is going to be really weird isn't it?" She asked biting her lip.

"What?" I asked stupidly.

"Trying to be friends even though we both know we're meant to be more than that." She said rolling her eyes.

"Willa, you already know I'll be whatever you want me to be." I pointed out.

"I know, but incase you haven't noticed, I'm a horny teenager and you're ridiculously gorgeous. That really only ever has one outcome." She said knowingly. She had a point there. She was only sixteen but I was already having some 'adulterous' thoughts, as Sam would say.

I knew exactly what I had to do with my Willa. "How about this, we do the whole friends thing until you graduate high school, then we'll work from there."

She pulled away from my shoulder and looked at me with a raised brow. "You do know I'm only seven credits away from graduating right?" She asked amused.

"Willa I know you organize your shoes by heel height and that you only shave your legs in the kitchen sink. There isn't much about you I don't know." I said feeling a little proud of myself.

She frowned and her brows knitted together. "You make me sound like a freak." She said disappointedly.

I snorted. "You are a freak." I said before I could stop myself. She made a noise somewhere between a scoff and an indignant cry and started smacking me. While I laughed and let her try to abuse me, I could help but notice that I hadn't been this happy in a long time.

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