late-march, 2006

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He is so adorably cute, I would never admit it out loud, he looked so relieved to see me. His facial expression relaxing and his shoulders and back not as tense, he got up from his desk and walked over to me fully registering I climbed into his bedroom window. Might've been a little creepy but being inside teenage boys' minds, Seth was secretly loving the fact that I just climbed through his window. Maybe he wasn't, maybe he was like the other horny boys I share a mind with. But I don't know, Seth was always timid around girls, even me and I grew up with him.

I didn't know what to do once my feet came into contact with cool wood floorboards. It was after 8 pm, the usual cloud covered sky ready to release a days' worth of pent up moisture.

The string connecting us was gravitating us together, like magnets. It was risky enough to keep us apart ass it was for so long. Emily was living proof of that indication.

It's been two months, and all I have been able to do was stand four feet away from him, I couldn't tell him anything, but we've had a thought he would phase soon with Victoria's presence all over the Rez and Forks. I was praying he didn't phase; I didn't want him to actually live through this fate. Two months since I imprinted a night Bella came to hangout with me, for one thing I knew she was being stalked by a red headed leech. That night I was able to stay home that day, I was still under Sam's order, Seth knew something happened when I looked at him for the first time in a month, my ability to control myself and act casual was on point. I learned how to control my phasing within a day mostly driven to get away from Paul's obnoxiously disgusting thoughts of wanting to have sex with me.

Today, I challenged Sam for Alpha, I won of course. I walked up to his desk; he looked over after a moment and jumped startled.

"Hi," His heart skipped a beat when I spoke to him, my eyes trailing all over his face, I'm not supposed to be here but I was not going to be pushed away from my imprint.

My imprint, the alphas imprint.

Seth steps back, his heart fluttering, "H-hi."

I smiled, "since when does Seth Clearwater stutter?"

He rolls his eyes, he looks at me again and he looks down my body, spandex shorts, sports bra and fitness top. He glances back up at me as if I was stupid, even if it offended me a little it was more humorous than anything.

"It's 15 degrees."

I shrugged, "eh," I waved it off, his table lamp on his desk is on, schoolbooks, "what are you doing?" I asked anyway, I want to hear his voice.

Seth blinks a couple times, and looks over at his desk, "I was doing homework, I've been falling behind." He scratched the back of his head walking back over to his desk, "Dad's pissed." He looked back up at me, pointed his pencil in my direction, "How did you get in here?"

"Magic," I replied, I put my hands on the desk, "you want some help?"

Seth choked, "huh?" his eyes never leaving mine, he has pretty brown eyes.

"Homework." I replied smiling softly, I might've leaned closer to him making him timid.

I really loved the way he fidgeted, making Seth flustered as a child was my favorite game. Father always called me the female Loki.

He choked again, "Homework?" he looked down at his papers before dropping his pencil and stood up, my heart skipped a beat when he stepped closer to me. "Why aren't you in school? Why do you avoid me outside? Why are you always going into the woods? Why are you hearing this outside?" the last question was a little louder than the rest and I didn't expect him to pull one of his hoodies over my head.

I looked at him with my eyebrows raised surprised, jokes swimming around in my head. Seth's face changed when I smirked, I could see my reflection in his eyes, I had that mischievous glint in my eye, "Dad, it's a Halloween costume party. It's mandatory I wear revealing clothes."

His face went dead pan, and huffed a sigh.

I waved it off dismissively, grinning widely.

I can hear Harry downstairs, he knows I imprinted on his son, he had been the one that pushed for me to stay away from Seth. His teenager hormones and all, but he knew the coincidences of staying away from an imprint, Emily was living proof of it. Sam ordered me to stay four feet away and not to tell him anything about the imprint and/or the legends. Harry didn't want to see me anywhere near his son, he was mostly mad that Sue divorced him last year and moved in with Charlie not too long after Bella, his daughter, moved back. Leah moved away and Seth was a product of a custody war between Sue and Harry, Sue was winning so far since the Swans moved into a three bedroom house on the east side of La Push. I have been watching over him since January, Seth gets along well with Bella and since I haven't been her best girl friend lately, Seth is fitting in well as the optimistic little brother.

I may have listened to in on some of their conversations

"I came to see you," I replied, keeping an ear open for either Sue, Leah or Harry.

"Me? Why me?" He takes a step forward.

"I like you," I replied quietly confident.

Seth chokes in shock, his body perking up straight. Confusion and shock written all over his face, "you like me?"

I nodded, smiling at him.

"Seth." Harry from the other side of the door.

I was in his closet hiding behind the closed door, the other side open but I squatted down and hide in the dark corner. Seth's bedroom door opens as I settle.

"How far are you?" Harry's gruff voice was tired, there was something Harry's heartbeat that concerned me.

"Last page," Seth answers, with a fake yawn and seen him through the cracks he was sitting back down in the chair.

"Alright, I'm going to bed, show me before you leave for school," Harry advises.

"Yes sir," Seth replies, and the door closes, I wait to come until I hear Harrys bed room door close.

I heard the shower running, Seth gets up from the desk and I hear him walk over to the closet he sits down before I could come out. I sat on my bum not expecting him to move as fast as he did into the closet, Seth sits on his legs and leans towards me, my breath catches at his close proximity. My eyes flicker from his eyes to his lips, I wanted to kiss him and I never wanted to kiss someone so bad.

"You like me?" Seth asks quietly, his voice skeptical I look back up into his eyes.

"Yes," I replied in a whisper.

And my eyes widened when it wasn't a second later that I finished when he placed his hands on the floor leaning forward and kissing me quickly. We both look at each other in shock for a brisk moment his lips were cooler in temperature than mine, I leaned forward and kissed him longer this time. He pushes me backwards my upper back pressing against the wall. Deepening the kiss and stealing the breath from my lungs, a quiet noise of surprise as Seth brings himself closer to me.

I broke off the kiss, "I'm guessing you like me too?" I smirked at him, sliding my fingers into his hair going to the back of his head.

"I've liked you since I was 5," he says confidently before going bashful.

I broke the kiss again, "what do you want?" I whispered, his heart was racing in his chest but so was mine.

He takes a moment, I listen to his heartbeat listening intently memorizing it even in its fast pace down to every detail, I loved the sound of his heart.

He hesitated, "what do you mean?"

The bathroom door closes. Footsteps come down the hallway.

"Harry." I said quietly.

We parted when Harry knocked on the door, the door opens and Seth pulls his shirt over his head. Seth was facing inside the closet but his head is turned to the door, typical teenage boy torso, he was still adorable either way.

"Goodnight, I love you son," Harry says his voice quiet, and his heartbeat is really concerning

"Love you too Dad, goodnight," The door closes.

Seth walks over to his desk and sits down, I don't move as I listen to Harry walk down to hallway to his room, the door opening and closing. I waited to hear him lay down before moving, a few steps from in that room and then weight against a mattress. I slipped out of the closet. Seth turns around in his chair, his eyes flickering over my face before meeting my gaze, millions of questions brewing in his mind.

"What did you mean?" He asked standing up, "what did you mean by what do I want?"

I glanced at his desk full of homework, I had to let him finish but I knew that he probably wouldn't get to finish with that question bouncing around. I weighed my options as I met his gaze again, a moment passed as I brain stormed but he didn't pressure for an answer. I want him to know but right now, it's not the best time.

"Can I show you tomorrow? After school?" I asked, he deflated, "I can't tonight, I promise I'll show you tomorrow."

He fidgeted with his hands, "Okay," he agreed before perking up again, "Wait, you're going to school tomorrow?"

Now I am, I wasn't originally to continue Sam's schedule but Victoria hasn't been around in a while. Maybe I could put Sam and Jared on patrol during school hours since they were the only two that wasn't in school anymore.

"Yeah, I'll see you there," I replied, "get your homework, get some rest." And then I was positioning to jump out the window, with his hoodie still on. The floorboards creaking outside Seth's bedroom door, I jumped out.

I landed on my feet with my knees bent and I did a front roll getting to my feet in a crouched position, Sam was silently patrolling, and Embry was thinking about Paul was thinking about when I phased out after looking up at the Clearwater's family house for generations.

Bellasaidshewantedtobefriends. That's never happened before, butwhydidshesayheshouldtalktoMi. Wait, did he tell her hewasn'tgettingoverMi? His thoughts spiraled.

Whoa, whoa, what is that about? I weaved through the trees, barely feeling the Earth beneath me. I was answered with Embry phasing out and silence, I stopped in my tracks stunned.

Hm. Sam seemed just as surprised; his thoughts spun incoherently before she gathered himself. Paul was telling us what Bella said when he told her. It's not my place to tell you. You should go talk to Paul. I was greeted by silence, and the black sky and the black trees. Everything was still, the air, the ground, silence.

If I heard Embry correctly then I did not want to talk to Paul. I patrolled until midnight when Sam decided to come back, I was already aggravated with him and other things I had been thinking about for the past four hours.

I don't want to talk to Paul. I don't even want to know what he had to say. What did Bella want? What did she say? Why do I have to go to Paul? Please tell me he's not trying to get in my pants again, I would rather sit in acid. Sam, Jared will come relieve you at 6. You're back on for midnight tonight. I was still mad when I phased out and redressed, I held Seth's hoodie to my nose and inhaled deeply. It smelled windblown but his scent was still there deeply inside of the fabric.

Dad was asleep by the time I got home, I showered, and I didn't sleep to well that night.

I knew scenery all to well the feelings that were swirling within me, I was storming over to Paul's after I just ripped into Jared for thinking about what Paul was thinking about, I was pissed his was thinking about it from the beginning. He said it himself it was over so why was he thinking about me constantly when I wasn't around? His bedroom window was open so it would be easy to get him outside without disturbing his father, not that I knew if he was home. I felt that familiar tingle between my legs as stormed up to the window and he looked up from on the floor with textbooks.

He smirked at me, it made me ache in regions where I wanted it to stop. It wasn't healthy, and sharing a mind was worse.

"What's up, baby?" he asked.

"Would you please stop thinking about me? I'm over it Paul, I don't want to have to ask you again. You're looking desperate," I growled.

"Desperate or pussy whipped?" He asked his smirk growing into a smile.

Hearing him say he was pussy whipped was a different feeling, Paul was the type of girl monkey branch, surprising enough he was clean. He was always wearing a sleeve, it was a different story with me, everything with me was different. I hated it. I hated it because I didn't like him anymore. Not like I had, the rest of my body had to follow along with it.

"Either or, get over it. Move on," I started walking away, furious, I didn't want to be near him.

"I don't want to move on." He called after me, "I only think about you, I dream about you. It's corny but it's the truth, I wanted you to know the truth from the beginning, but I didn't imprint on you, you deserved the truth because you were there when Dad was beating my ass. You deserved it because you are my best friend at the end of the day, we fucked and became more. But you became just like me, fat ass wolf and shit. You missed me too, it was the first thing you thought when you first heard me."

"That ship sailed the moment you told me I was just like every other girl." He let me walk away after that.

It was one of those nights I couldn't be in my room, one of those nights I had to do something. I was too restless. My brain wouldn't quiet down and I wasn't doing a too good of a job getting it too. ADHD whatever. I showered instead and went back to my room, locked the door and dried off I opened the makeshift window and laid down pulling my plush blanket over me. I laid there thinking about Paul, thinking about that tingle, just thinking about the first he touched my thigh made me start breathing heavily.

I could feel myself moisten and my clit get flooded with blood, I slipped my hand between my legs feeling the hardness of my clit, the moisture from my vagina. I could feel the veins in my clitoris pulse as I teased myself to pleasure from memories of him. They worked but they also made it worse, I may have whispered his name imagining my fingers were his. The orgasm I brought myself too wasn't enough to satisfy my need. I groaned in frustration as I managed getting my breath back.

"I never knew that could be so sexy, I only wish you noticed me first."

I fell off my bed, my heart beat rising in my throat. Paul chuckled quietly as I managed to sit on my knees before flipping him off, my pussy tingled in disagreement. He laughed but he was aware of the time of night.

"Fuck you, what are you doing here? Were you watching, perv?" I glared at him.

He stopped laughing, he grinned toothy at me, "says the one that moaned my name as she brought herself to an orgasm."

"I did not."

"Yes, you did," he climbed through the window easily, and was kneeling next to me in seconds, I lost my breath at the touch of his right hand caressing down my waist to my thigh, "And baby girl, I always know when you want me." He closed the distance, slipping his hand to my inner thigh, his fingers found my entrance as easily as he climbed through my window. His breath fanned against my mouth, my mouth parted from his fingers and his close proximity. "You said my name…," He whispered sultry as he moved behind me, "and you know you did, you don't want to move on either," his fingers left my vagina and rubbed my clit teasingly, my back arching.

"You want me," Paul murmured as I gasped a moan a familiar slip into my nether regions, he wrapped his hand around my throat pulling me into him, "you want to feel me inside of you. This isn't love, I know that, you know that, but this," he thrusted slowly, both of us sighing as rain started smacking the roof loudly. I felt the wind sprays mist my body. I opened to the feeling of his length, "you and I both know, even when we married to different people with kids that we…," he rotated his hips in a way that had my wolf purring if she could, his fingers rubbing circles in the right amount of pressure, "have very high sexual chemistry." He nipped a place near the back of neck, that makes me submit in ways I never thought I would, suckling and adding pressure of his teeth.

"I love that I was the first one to bury my dick in you," he stopped thrusting, burying deep within me, his fingers rubbing faster. "The first one to feel the alpha come over me, watch her beg for me to not stop," he thrusted out halfway before shoving his way back in, we came together continuously. He rotated his hips as he grabbed a fist full of my hair, his hand that was on my clit came and rested on my lower back keeping it arched as he began to drill me.

I woke up with a start to my alarming going off.

My morning schedule is uneventful and pretty basic, shower, dress for school, breakfast, brush teeth, put on shoes get backpack, out the door.

I left earlier this morning skipping breakfast, I had to check up on Bella since I didn't wake up for early morning patrol.