Paul was always coming over, every day. He always had a large dog with him. He would give me the weakest of smiles before following Miley into the kitchen or the backyard.
I couldn't help feeling left out. Even Sam's dog gave me sad looks, as if he knew how I felt. Hell, even he got more attention from my sister than I did.
Emily had told me to be patient. I tried, really I did. But Paul was here everyday!
"Hey Seth," Miley came in, with Paul's arm around her waist. "We're going to the cliff to have a picnic."
"Yeah? So?" I mumbled.
"We were wondering if you want to come, Seth." She said.
"You were wondering, you mean?" I asked. "Paul doesn't care."
"Seth Charles-"
"Fine, I'll come. Just don't expect me to be happy to see them." I mumbled.
"That's all I'm asking, Seth." She hugged me. "I miss my baby brother."
"Well, if you weren't with him all the time, you'd actually have time for me and Leah!" I growled. I started shaking, and I felt my body temperature rising quickly.
"Seth, are you okay?" Miley asked me.
I let out a scream and I felt like my bones were breaking. My nose seemed to be growing and my arms seemed to be getting longer.
"PAUL!" She screamed as I grew two times bigger than her.
I growled and howled.
"Miley, you need to get out of he-"
I landed on all fours, on top of Miley. I heard tears of clothing and flesh.
She screamed out in pain.
"Seth, stop it! You're killing her!" Paul yelled at me. "Seth, please!"
I'm sorry, I tried to say. I growled at Paul and left the house.
Seth, meet me at Emily's. Sam Uley's voice filled my head. I'll explain everything there.
Pain coursed through my body as I sprinted as fast as I could to Emily's.
What's... what happened to me?
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The One
FanfictionWhat if you found the one? The one you're going to marry, have kids with, and grow old with? What if you had to protect them from the dangers of the world? What if you imprinted? That's exactly what Paul Lahote did.
