Hey Guys :)
This is my Teen Wolf story. In the works at the moment, I also have a Loki/OC if you want to check it out. This story is the second in my Âme Sœur Arc, which features my OC by the name of Kimberly McCall. If you haven't read the first book (Mated), I do suggest that you do so as it follows the first season. This story will follow the second season, with a little bit of added 'Kimberly flare'.
Hope you enjoy :).

Stiles and I had spent the whole weekend at the hospital, waiting for Lydia to wake up. Scott had explained that he didn't think that Lydia was a werewolf, but I still wasn't sure, and I was worried that if she suddenly changed, she would hurt someone. Derek let me stay here, but only because he was busy with things of his own. I knew that Scott and Stiles were wary of me, now back to not trusting Derek at all. I had no idea what to do, because my natural instinct told me to side with my mate, while the other half of me wanted to stay with Stiles and Scott. Derek probably hadn't made the right choice, but then again, I hadn't stopped him. Did that make me a bad person? Stiles was asleep beside me, which was the only reason I was thinking through so much. I hadn't slept in ages, but I wasn't tired. I hadn't been tired since the night Derek became the alpha. The rush of power rushing through me had frightened me. I liked to me in control, but I didn't like having that much power that people had to listen and obey me without a second thought.
"Just like that" Stiles was now muttering in his sleep. I glanced over to my mum, who shot me an eye roll. She was probably proud of the way I had stood by my friend when she was so hurt. "No, no, you first… Me first?" I sighed and leaned back onto Stiles. If we wanted to lay down, we had to be extremely close. Suddenly he started snoring, and I nearly groaned. Sudden fatigue hit me, and I closed my eyes.

My hearing came back again when I heard the door to Lydia's room open. I didn't open my eyes, but I listened to the conversation that her dad was about to have with my mum.
"They've been here all night" He said, referring to Stiles and I.
"They've been here the whole weekend" Mum corrected him. I had been here most of it, ducking out to see Derek at certain points in the day. I heard a lady come right up to us, and start to empty the bin.
"You're dirty" Stiles was still chuckling in his sleep, before going back to his imaginary kissing. This time I couldn't help but chuckle quietly, waking him up. He sat up and I yelped as I fell off, but quickly got back up, shooting him a glare.
"Sorry" he yelped at me, before beginning to use my senses again, like he had been doing for the past few days. "What's she doing?"
"Having a shower" I answered, before dragging him around the corner, towards the vending machine, which had been our supply of food for the past few days. Stiles dug in his pocket for a quarter, while I stared at all the food. We had tried everything in there at least twice. Finally, Stiles chose one, entering the quarter and selecting I for a Reese's Bar. He had to be the single most unluckiest teenager in the world though, because the bar got stuck on the wire. He rolled his eyes and pressed the button, while I yawned. Fatigue was finally catching up after 2 days, I supposed.

"Seriously, come on" He sighed, before banging on the machine. I yelped, it had frightened me out of my half dreaming state. He turned around to me.
"Do you have another quarter?" I shook my head.
"Sorry, I've been using Mum's money" I answered him. Stiles groaned annoyed, then tried lifting up the machine. I narrowed my eyes. He backed away when he couldn't, and stared at it, before advancing again and shaking it like his life depended on it. I chuckled loudly, but yelped as he brought the whole thing crashing down, nearly on top of me. I glared at him as he tried to move to put the machine back up, but froze when I heard Lydia scream loudly.
"Lydia!" I screeched, jumping over the machine and running back to her room.
"What the hell was that?" Mum asked as I burst through the doors. Knowing she was taking a shower I didn't stop in her room and ran into the bathroom, where she definitely wasn't. Stiles turned to look at me, going to ask me where she was, but I was looking out the window. More importantly: the open window.

Stiles dad had been called, and we were both around the corner, listening to what my mother and her father told Stiles' dad. "Naked?" He asked. "As in nude?" He probably thought it was pretty peculiar.
"I'm pretty sure they mean the same thing but yes as far as we know she left her clothing optional." Mum nodded.
"Alright, you checked all the hospital right?" The Sheriff continued to ask Mum questions.
"Every last corner" Mum answered.
"Nothing suspicious?" He continued.
"Nothing, she just took off" Mum nodded, knowing exactly what had happened. Right now, we only knew where Lydia wasn't, at that was right here at the hospital.
"Alright, let's get an APV out on a 16 year old redhead. Any other descriptors?" Stiles was racing forward, and I had to follow him.
"She's 5'3", Green eyes, fair skinned and her hairs actually strawberry blonde" I chuckled quietly. He was a little bit obsessed.
"Is that right?" The sheriff asked us.
"Yeah" I nodded. Even if it was creepy, it was true. Then, the Sheriff pulled Stiles away, and it was clear mum wanted to have a similar talk with me.

"Why are you still here?" She asked me.
"She's my friend" I pointed out with a sigh and a glance back towards her hospital room. That, and I didn't want her to become a mass murderer like Derek's uncle Peter.
"Okay, but maybe it's time for you to go home and let everyone else handle it" My eyes widened, and I shook my head.
"But mum!" I started to whine.
"No buts, you and Stiles, on your way home, now" She told me. I glanced to Stiles, who looked equally as helpless, and walked after him quickly. He glanced back, seeing two men trying to lift up the vending machine, and made a face towards me. I instantly chuckled, and pulled the hospital gown out of my shirt. Stiles smiled widely and high fived me, running out of the hospital and leaving me to follow behind him.

I climbed into the back of Stiles' Jeep, Scott already sitting in the front. Stiles had the gown, and he quickly handed it to Scott.
"This the one she was just wearing?" Scott asked him. Stiles turned to look at me and I nodded. It was the one I had picked up from the bathroom.
"I'm not going to let anyone hurt her" Scott reassured Stiles, seeing how worried he was getting. It was no use though, Stiles was panicking too much. "Not again" He promised.
"Alright, just shove the thing in your face and let's find her" Stiles sighed, starting the car. He went to drive, but Allison run straight in front of us.
"What are you doing here, someone's going to see us" Scott hissed to her worriedly. He had explained how the night before Argent had come up to him and threatened him with a gun to stop seeing his daughter.
"I don't care. She's my best friend and we need to find her before they do" I instantly groaned.
"I can find her before the cops can" Scott reassured her.
"Not the Cops! The Hunters" I snapped at him.
"He knows?" Stiles instantly sounded more worried.
"Yeah" Allison nodded. "I just saw him and three other guys leave my house in two SUV's.
"Search party" Scott realised.
"It's more like a hunting party" Allison answered him. I looked at her.
"Get in the car"

"Alright, but if she's turning, will they kill her?" Stiles asked.
"I don't know, they won't tell me anything" Allison snapped back.
"They have an agreement with Derek and I at the moment, but god knows how long that will last" I explained to the people in the car.
"All they say is that we'll talk after Kate's funeral when the other's get here" Allison continued.
"What others?" Stiles asked.
"They won't tell me that either" She looked stressed, and I shot her a comforting glance, even though we hadn't exactly had the best relationship.
"Okay, your family has some serious commination issues to work on" Stiles sighed. I looked to Scott, who had his head out the window.
"Are we going the right way?" I called. The window on my side was stuck, so it had been left up to Scott.
"Take the next right" He yelled back into the car. Stiles sped off down the road.

The three of us crept through the woods, back towards the Hale house. "She came here?" Stiles questioned. Even I couldn't deny it, Derek's old house was creepy and eerie. "You sure?" He sighed.
"This is where the scent leads" I sighed, having picked up on it as soon as I stepped out of the car.
"Alright, but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles turned around.
"Not with me" Allison shook her head. I shrugged. I was pretty sure Derek had never met her, nonetheless taken her head.
"Maybe she came here on instinct like she was looking for Derek" Allison asked.
"You mean looking for an alpha?" Scott was trying to make sense of everything.
"Wolves need a pack right?" Allison asked.
"She would have been drawn to me though, I was in the hospital" I pointed out.
"We don't know that, and no, wolves don't always need a pack" Scott answered the both of us.
"Wouldn't she be drawn here though, isn't in an instinct to be a part of a pack?" Allison asked.
"Yeah, we're stronger in packs" Scott nodded.
"Like strength in numbers?" Allison almost got it, but I shook my head.
"No, like literally stronger, faster, better in every way" If Lydia joined, her power would be added to mine.
"Is that the same for an alpha?" Allison questioned. My jaws clamped shut, knowing it was about Derek, and since it was in my nature to protect him, I didn't say anymore. But Scott could.
"Yeah, it will make Derek and Kim stronger too" He sighed.

"Whoa! Hey, look at this!" Stiles called us over. "You see this?" he asked. Both Allison and I walked over. "I think it's a trip wire" He explained, before pulling it.
"Stiles!" Scott called. I turned around, and tried not to laugh, seeing my brother suspended in mid-air. Of course though, there was one next to me, and I went up next to him. I growled, annoyed.
"Yeah buddy" Stiles turned around to see the two of us hanging upside-down, suspended in mid-air.
"Next time you see a trip wire, don't trip it" Scott told him off.
"Noted" Stiles nodded, while Allison tried not to laugh. But I froze.
"Someone's coming" I muttered. "Hide" I tried to shoo them away. They didn't move.
"Go!" Scott snapped, waving his arms like an idiot. Scott and I really couldn't do much besides hang there, but I began trying to pull myself up so I could get a claw to the piece of rope that had hold of me. Unfortunately, I didn't have enough time, and Chris appeared from the forest, looking less than impressed.

"Scott, Kimberly" He greeted us, staring at us.
"Mr Argent" Scott nodded. I just nodded my head in response, my instincts screaming at me to run.
"How are you doing?" He asked us.
"Good" Scott nodded.
"We just thought we'd hang out" I told him, giving him a sarcastic look.
"Is this one of yours?" Scott asked. "It's good. Nice design, very constricting." Scott told him.
"What are you doing out here?" He asked the two of us.
"Looking for my friend" I answered him.
"Oh, that's right, Lydia's in your group now isn't she?" Argent nodded. "Or the cliché, is that the word you use? Or is there another way to put it… Part of you pack?" I immediately glared at him.
"Cliché sounds alright to me" I hissed.
"I hope so" Chris nodded "Because she's a friend of Allison's. One special circumstance such as yourself, one I can handle. Not two" He seemed to be staring at me.
"I'll be sure to update you" I hissed at him. I really didn't like Allison's dad, even though he had always been the better Argent.

"Scott, Kimberly, do you know what a hemicorporectomy is?" Chris asked us.
"I have a feeling I don't want to" Scott muttered.
"It's the medical term for amputating someone at the waist" He explained. "Cutting them in half. It takes a tremendous amount of strength to cut through tissue and bone like that. Let's hope a demonstration never becomes necessary" I growled and glared at him, but didn't move more than that. He immediately got up and walked away, much to my relief. Stiles and Allison ran out from the bushes.
"You okay?" Allison ran for the two of us.
"It's just another life threatening conversation with you dad" Scott muttered.
"Stiles, look at this" Allison called him over, noticing the trap, while I swung myself back up to the wire again, and got my claws out. While the two humans tried to get it undone, I swiped at it, and Scott and I landed on the ground with a thud.
"Thanks, but I think we got it" I smiled.
"Coming?" Scott called to them, and I ran after him with a smile.

"She ate the liver?" I screwed up my face as Scott, Stiles and I walked into school.
"No, I didn't say she ate it, just that it was missing" Stiles answered. I made a face. "And even if she did, so what, it's the most nutritious part of the body" There were no positives in this Stiles, none whatsoever.
"We never ate anyone's liver" Scott pointed out. He looked fairly grossed out too.
"Yeah right, because when it comes to werewolves, you two are real models of self-control" Immediately he froze, realising something. "Actually, wait, hold on" He stopped us. 'You two are the test cases for this so we should be going over what happened to you." He told us. I narrowed my eyes.
"What do you mean?" Scott and I asked him, confused.
"I mean like what was going through your mind when you were turning? You know, what were you drawn too?" That was probably the easiest question I would ever have to answer.
"Derek" I answered.
"Allison" Scott and I both had the same ideas.
"Okay, nothing else?" Stiles said, exasperated. "Seriously?"
"Nothing else mattered" I answered him, smiling at the thought of my boyfriend.
"But that's good though, right?" Scott asked. "Because the night that Lydia was bit she was with you" he pointed out.
"Yeah but she was looking for Jackson" Of course, that bastard would be back as well. I hated him so much; his expensive Porsche was no excuse to talk rudely to people. But if he turned into a werewolf, I was going to have to put up with him, since he would be a member of our pack.

"Let's go! I have an announcement, gather round, quicker!" The coach yelled. Everyone excused my presence in the boys locker rooms now as normal. "Danny put a shirt on! Stilinski that means you" His voice was hurting my ears, he was shouting so loudly. "Let's go, gather around, listen up" I stood next to Scott and Stiles, my arms crossed over my chest. "Police are asking for help on a missing child advisory. It's a sick girl, roaming around, totally naked." The boys in the room chuckled, and I had to grip onto Scott to stop myself from saying anything. "Now it's supposed to get below 40 degrees tonight. I don't know about you but the last time it was that cold, and I was running around naked, I lost a testicle to exposure" I screwed up my face in disgust. Far too much information. "Now I don't want the same thing to happen to some innocent girl" He knew it was Lydia. "So police are organising search parties tonight. Sign up, find the missing girl, you get an automatic A in my classes" he handed the pen to the guy in front. While they were all distracted Scott and Stiles walked away, while I grabbed Jackson and dragged him to the back where Scott and Stiles were.
"Don't say anything about Derek, got it?" I growled at him quietly. He didn't reply, but he was probably slightly scared of me.

"If Lydia wants to take a naked hike in the woods why should I care?" Jackson asked Scott and Stiles while I stood next to him.
"Because we have a pretty good idea that she might be… you know" Scott trailed off. "Turning" he burst out.
"Turning?" Jackson echoed, clueless. I growled.
"Yeah, turning" Scott nodded.
"Into what?" He asked.
"A unicorn" Stiles answered sarcastically.
"What do you think dumbass?" I asked him. Jackson glared at me.
"Well I think that if Lydia's turning, she's not the one that's going to need help" He growled to us.
"What do you mean?" Scott asked, confused.
"God, you've got it all backwards McCall" he groaned. "When I was with Lydia you should have seen the scratch marks she left on me. What do you think she's going to do with a set of real claws?" He smiled at us, before pushing through Scott and Stiles and walking out of the locker rooms.

We were in chemistry, taking another useless test. "Right, it's causing me severe mental anguish to say this but he's right" Stiles sighed. I was sitting next to him, While Scott was in front of us.
"I know" Scott sighed.
"What if the next body part she steals is from someone still alive?" I asked, fearing the worst.
"This is a Pop Quiz, Miss McCall" Mr Harris immediately growled. "If I hear your voice again, I may be tempted to give you detention for the rest of your high school career" He told me.
"You've already tried that 3 times Sir. When have I ever shown up to one?" he glared at me.
"Oh, there it is again, your voice. Triggering the only impulse I've ever had to strike a student repeatedly and violently."
"Hey, when you do, can you make sure it's Jackson?" I asked him with a smirk on my face. Annoying Mr Harris was always a good part of my high school day.
"Detention at 3" He yelled at me, fuming.
"I won't be there" I shot back, packing up my books and shoving them in my bag. Derek was here, right now, and I wanted to see what he was doing. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and saluted to Scott and Stiles, who were chuckling quietly, before giving an over exaggerated bow at the door to the classroom. "Goodbye" I called, walking out.

"What are you doing here?!" Derek had immediately grabbed onto me as soon as I left the classroom. I hadn't seen him since yesterday, since I had spent the whole night looking for Lydia, who wasn't anywhere to be found. Jackson ran past me seconds later, and disappeared into the boys bathroom. I watch him go with a questioning glance on my face.
"Well, I met Isaac" He told me. I narrowed my eyes, the name sounding incredibly familiar.
"The one you were telling me about right? He goes to this school and his dad kicks the crap out of him every night" Derek nodded, and I winced. I would hate to have a parent like that. At least I had one sufficient one.
"Did you turn him?" I asked. He didn't answer me, but I felt him nod. I closed my eyes in acceptance. Then, we stepped into the bathroom, Derek ready to deal with another problem from another pack member. He knocked on the stall that Jackson was in.
"I'm fine Danny, just go back to class" He struggled out, sounding frightened. Derek knocked again.
"Just give me a second, okay?" He still sounded stressed. We knocked again. I said give me a fricken second!" he was pissed at us now. Derek finally had enough, and kicked the lock open, before throwing him to the other side of the bathroom. I stood slightly behind him, pressed up close. His hand was intertwined with mine, but it was hidden from view.

"Derek, Kimberly?" Jackson breathed out greeting, though he was inquisitive and still stressed out dramatically.
"You're looking a little pale there Jackson" Derek stepped forward, bringing me with him. "You feeling okay?" He put a hand to Jackson's shoulder, and he jumped a mile in the air.
"Never better" he answered with a glare.
"If something's wrong, we need to know" Derek told him with a snappy glare. "You're with us now."
"What? With you and Kim?" He didn't look impressed. I didn't really see this ending well. "Me with you two? What am I, your little pet" I growled from behind Derek. "I mean, just because you gave me the bite doesn't mean I'm part of your little wolf pack" He shot at us. "I mean I'm sorry, but you don't exactly show outstanding leadership qualities" he told him.
"Is that so?" Derek didn't look impressed, and I was trying my very best not to laugh.
"Look, I've got my own agenda. With doesn't involve running around the woods at night howling at the moon with you and the other McCall"
He forgot the sex. The sex is always a good part of our day. I joked to Derek, who chuckled to himself. Yes it was.
"So why don't you just back the" Derek simply turned his head towards the mirror, where Jackson's ear was oozing with black blood. He looked scared once again, so it was obviously what had been bothering him in the toilet stall.
"What is it?" he asked us, fearing creeping back into his voice. "What's happening?"
"Your body's fighting the bite" Derek answered. My gut instinct was to leave the room with Derek, and that was his too, since he backed away slightly.
"Why?" Jackson asked us.
"I don't know" He mumbled, pulling me along with our hands.
"What does it mean?" He asked us. Derek and I just shook our heads and left the bathroom. "What does it mean!" He backed into the hallway, and hugged me tightly, right before the bell rang and he needed to leave. I kissed him lightly on the lips.
"I love you" He mumbled, before running from the room.
"I love you too" I mumbled, staring after him as he left.

Scott and I were hiding behind a statue, watching the funeral for Kate. I hated the woman all so much, but Scott wanted to be there, and with all the hunters that were out for his blood, I decided that he couldn't go alone. We watched as someone we had never met before picked up a guy's camera. He had slipped through the press lines, and was taking photos. I refused to listen in, but when I stared at the newcomer, I got the exact same feeling in the bottom of my stomach that I got when I looked at Kate. He meant trouble. Immediately the man stalked forward and hugged Chris like they were.
"Father and Son" I muttered, staring at them. Scott nodded at me. Stiles came up behind us, right after the new one had hugged Mrs Argent.
"Who the hell is that?" Stiles asked. Like he had heard, his face immediately turned towards us, and Scott Stiles and I all ducked back behind the statue.
"It's definitely an Argent" Scott muttered. I didn't want to listen, I wanted to run back to Derek and have him hold me tightly. I didn't want any more werewolf hunters! Allison glanced over to us and I smiled slightly while Scott waved, but she could probably see in my face that I wasn't too eager to be there.
"Hey, you know, maybe they're just here for the funeral" Stiles tried to reassure us. "What if they're the non-hunting side of the family? There could be non-hunting Argents. It's possible right?" Stiles asked us. I turned to stare at him.
"You know what they are and what they do" I muttered. There was no non hunting side of the family.
"They're reinforcements" Scott muttered. I winced, knowing that meant trouble for Derek and I.

We were sitting calmly, until Sheriff Stilinski grabbed Stiles and I. Scott jumped up after us. He looked at us, absolutely fuming. "The three of you… unbelievable" He muttered. "Pick up my tie" He snapped at Stiles, who immediately bent down.
"I know, I'm sorry, I'm supposed to ask." Stiles muttered. He took us to the police car and shoved the three of us in the back; me squished in the middle of Scott and Stiles.
"I didn't copy that" His dad said into the walkie talkie. "Did you sa Adam?" He repeated.
"Disturbance in a car" Stiles explained quickly.
"Yeah, they were taking a heart attack victim DOA, but on the way there something hit them" The guy on the other end explained.
"What, hit the ambulance?" He asked, sounding confused. I was confused too.
"Copy that. I'm standing in front of it now. Something got in the back. There's blood everywhere, and I mean everywhere." Immediately I shared a knowing look with Scott and Stiles.
"Alright Uniform, what's your 20?" Stiles' dad asked.
"Route 5 at post. I swear I've never seen anything like this" Lydia, it couldn't have been her. Maybe the liver wasn't enough?
"Okay, take it easy. I'm on my way" The Sheriff reassured him. Scott and Stiles opened the door after them and I raced out as soon as they got out of the way, trying to hide my gleeful chuckling.

Scott, Stiles and I crept around the edges of the forest, staring through the fog at the ambulance. We tried to keep as low as possible, avoiding any officers that happened to be lurking in the forest.
"What the hell was Lydia doing?" Stiles asked us.
"I don't know" Scott answered, staring out after her. The blood was terrible, and I didn't know if Stiles could smell it, but it was overwhelming from here in a werewolf point of view.
"What kept you two from doing that? Was it Allison, Derek?" Stiles asked. I was staring at it, but the feeling in the bottom of my stomach wasn't as terrible as it should have been. Was this just the first death in a long line? I flinched at the very thought.
"I hope so" Scott and I muttered. I hated death, and if Derek had kept me from doing that, then it was another reason to love him.
"Do you need to get closer?" Stiles asked us. I didn't want to get any closer.
"No, I got it" Scott shook his head. He might of felt my discomfort. Both of us got up to move, but Stiles immediately grabbed us and pulled us down.
"I just need you two to find her" He muttered. "Alright?" I nearly burst into tears at the look on his face. "Please just find her" he muttered, utterly defeated.
"We will" I promised. Stiles let go, and Scott and I crept off again.

We ran through the woods, smelling Lydia as best as we could, though I couldn't get the district smell of blood out of my mind. Scott dodged all the trees and I ran behind him. My strength had always been in my agility and speed, never my fighting skills. I easily kept up with Scott and skid to a halt beside him when he froze next to a tree. He looked around wildly, until I spotted something, and ran off in that direction. He followed closely behind me and when I heard him turn into a wolf I did the same, just not the full bodied one like I could do. We followed the moving shape, me drawing ahead of Scott as we ran. The figure leaped and I did the same, crashing into it. I rolled and Scott jumped in front of me, growling at the thing that definitely wasn't Lydia.
"You're not Lydia" Scott muttered, shocked. The thing growled and ran at him, punching him a few times before flipping him and bashing him into the ground. With an annoyed growl, I pinned him and clawed at him for a few seconds, but he kicked me away seconds later. He went after Scott again, pinning him like I had seconds ago, but Scott kicked up, throwing the other werewolf to the ground. It growled at us again as I leaped to stand up next to Scott, my eyes glowing.
"Wait" Scott yelped as it ran away.

"Wait" I called, running after it as fast as I could. Scott followed behind me, and I didn't dare speed up more, not wanting to lose him in the woods.
"Stop!" Scott called out. I continued to run, leaping over bushes that got in my way with ease. When it got caught in one of Argent's traps, I skidded to a halt and stepped back, scared and frightened. Scott immediately jumped into action, but Derek was quicker, pushing both Scott and I away from view. I knew why he was worried, and when he came to drag Scott to safety, I helped without question. Scott struggled, but he couldn't beat and alpha and a mate.
"What are you doing, we have to help him!" Scott screeched.
"Get over here" Derek hissed, struggling to hold him. I sat behind him, shaking.
"I can help him!" Scott yelped.
"Be quiet" I snapped, hearing their unmistakeable footsteps.

The Argents ran forward, coming out from every bush in sight. Chris stared at the thing in front of him, while I looked on with horror. He wasn't going to be as lenient as he had been with Scott and I. The werewolf growled, and didn't stop until Chris electrocuted it. I winced and buried my head in Derek's shoulder, remembering Kate Argent a little bit too well. The man screamed in pain, and I wanted to as well, but I had enough sense not too.
"Who are you?" Chris Argent asked. It didn't answer. "What are you doing here?"
"Nothing" The Werewolf answered. "Nothing, I swear."
"You're not from here are you?" Chris continued. When it didn't answer, he screamed. "ARE YOU!"
I screeched in Derek's mind, frightened, and he winced. I could feel him wanting to comfort me, but he couldn't do that without letting go of Scott, who was liable to do anything.
"No" The werewolf answered. "No, I came looking for the alpha and it's mate" My eyes widened and I froze against Derek. Did new travel that fast?
We're, mates Kim. We're one of the rarest things out kind can create. It's not like people aren't going to hear about it. Derek explained to me. I sighed, but accepted his logic. "I heard they were here, that's all. Look, I didn't do anything. I didn't hurt anyone. No one living. He wasn't alive in the ambulance." It wasn't Lydia! It was this guy. "I swear" The werewolf begged for his life.

"Gentleman!" It was the older Argent, the one that had reminded me of Kate, that was addressing everyone. "Take a look at a rare sight!" He turned to Chris. "Do you want to tell him what we caught?"
"An Omega" Chris muttered.
"The Lone Wolf" The older Argent preached. "Possibly kicked out of his own pack. Or the survivor of a pack that was hunted down. Maybe even murdered. Possibly alone by his choice." I winced, knowing where this was going. "Certainly not a wise choice." I wrapped my own arms around Derek and buried my head, trying to block everything out. I heard the sound of a sword, and I realised what Chris had been trying to tell us earlier. "Because as I am about to demonstrate, an Omega rarely survives on his own" I winced and did everything I could not to screech in terror. Scott struggled against Derek and looked away, but Derek forced his head up.
"Look, Look!" He snapped. "Look at them! Did you see what they do? This is why you need me! Why we need each other. The only way to fight them is together" I moaned quietly, seeing the flash of the man through Derek's mind. I couldn't look without screaming.
"What are they doing?" Scott asked.
"Declaring war" Derek muttered, casting a glance back to me.

"We have a code" Chris hissed to his father. It was almost like he knew I was watching, and he probably knew how terrified I was.
"Not when they murder my daughter" I had been right. This was Chris Argent and Kate Argents dad. It was pretty clear where Kate got her ruthless side from now. He slammed the sword into the ground. "No code" He declared. "Not anymore. From now on these things are just bodies waiting to be cut in half. Are you listening? Because I don't care if they're wounded and weak. Or seemingly harmless. Begging for their life, not for their own sake, but for the sake of the other that literally cannot live without them" I winced as he mentioned Derek and I, even if it wasn't directly. "Or some desperate lost soul with no idea what they're getting into. When we find them, we kill them. We kill them all."