It was supposed to be a normal pack meeting. Like every single one, when something like this has happened. When Scott and Kira picked her up from her house, Lydia really didn't expect what was about to happen.
When they arrived to Derek's loft Lydia couldn't help but notice Malia and Stiles' chit-chats and giggling in the background. She rolled her eyes and looked away.
"Hey, you okay?" Kira asked.
"Yeah!" Lydia exclaimed with a slight frown. "Why wouldn't I be?"
pKira looked at her closely.
"You know, Scott can feel and smell any emotion in the room. And he tells me it's always the same, when you see…you know. Them." She motioned her head towards the happy couple. Lydia's cheeks blushed a little, and her eyes immediately turned sad.
"We're not talking about this, sweetheart." She gave her a genuine smile and turned to Scott, who had just started talking about Kate.
Kira pressed her lips and attempted to forget the subject, when she caught Malia glaring at Lydia.
"Malia?" Kira whispered.
The were-coyote moved her glare to Kira. Kitsune felt a bit of threat and looked away.
"Or we could just, you know…" Stiles made one of his weird hand's movements. "…kill her."
Scott sighed.
"Dude, we're not killing her until we know what she wants, or what's up with her."
Lydia followed every Stiles' movement with her eyes without even realizing it. Before she could catch up, Lydia heard her own name in his babbling.
"And we have so much more help now. Lydia is getting really good with her banshee powers." He smiled sweetly to her and her heart jumped.
She quickly looked away./p
"Yeah, no. Not really." She said.
"What do you mean?" Stiles asked frowning in confusion.
"Well, you wouldn't exactly know since you barely spoken to me for the past two months."
"Uh, is there a problem here?" Malia asked as she raised her eyebrow.
"No! Of course not! Why would there be?" Lydia asked with a wide, fake smile.
"I don't know, redhead but…"
"Strawberry-blonde…" Stiles blurted out without thinking.
Lydia's gaze met his and she felt bubbles and butterflies that made her knees weak. And then it happened in seconds.
Suddenly Malia was all over Lydia, claws out and standing aggressively too close to the banshee.
"That's my mate, keep your emotions to yourself girl." She said harshly, showing her fangs. Feeling that wasn't enough, girl grunted.
Lydia took a deep breath, glaring deeply right into Malia's eyes. The sclera of Malia's eyes started to turn into maroon color and she moaned in pain.
"Lydia, stop!" Stiles yelled. "What are you doing?!"
Lydia quickly stood up, breathing heavily, in shock and confusion of what she had just done. Stiles held Malia's face.
"Are you okay?"
When he turned his gaze to Lydia, she was already storming out.
"Lydia!" Kira and Scott yelled at the same time.
Alpha managed to catch Lydia's hand, since he was much quicker than her but took a step back feeling black "pain" going through his veins. And then with a little sob, she was gone.
Derek coughed and frowned, crossing his hands over his chest.
"What is going on with all the teenage drama? It's annoying. Stop it."
Everybody pretty much ignored him, and nobody said another word, even Malia.
Lydia was crying so much she could barely see where she was going. She just knew that she had to get away from Stiles. Or to be more specific, from the pain. That, what she did to Malia, was a surprise. Lydia had read about it, but doing things like that, really takes it out of you.
Trying to steady her breath, she drove to the only place she could think of.
To Allison's grave.