Lydia was in the middle of pulling Aiden's shirt off when the fire alarm started sounding throughout the school. She let out an irritated sigh and stepped backwards just slightly, looking towards the door.

"Hurry up and out your shirt back on."

"When has there ever actually been a fire in the history of school?"

Lydia smirked and brushed her hair back over her shoulder.

"That's exactly what two dumbass students would say before burning alive. Get dressed."

She smoothed her own clothes out and made sure that her make up was still perfect before picking up her jacket and purse. The moment she opened the door, her stomach dropped at the sight of Derek's sister, Cora. The older girl looked pissed off and Lydia tried not to seem afraid of her.

"Derek has asked me to pass along a message. Stop seeing Aiden."

Lydia placed a hand on her hip and reached for the door with a defiant expression.

"And just why should I do that?" She demanded.

"Derek said so."

"Well, I'm not a part of your little...pack, am I? So he can't boss me around."

Lydia pushed past Cora with a smirk and followed the rest of the students outside. She found herself standing next to Stiles and Scott, hardly listening as they discussed the Darach. Lydia was more interested in why Derek was forbidding her from seeing Aiden. No one actually knew where he had disappeared to, so how would Cora even know to pass along the message? Better yet, how did Derek even know she was seeing Aiden?

She turned around to find the dark haired male leaning against her car across the parking lot. Without a second thought, Lydia marched over and shoved him in the chest.

"You can't boss me around, Hale. I'm not part of your pack."

The surprised look on the alpha's face was enough to bring a smirk to Lydia's face.

"And I'll see Aiden if I want to."

Lydia blinked at the low growl that Derek emitted as a response. The alpha gripped her wrist from where she still had her arm outstretched and pulled her close.

"He's not good for you."

"And you are?" Lydia challenged, slightly breathlessly.

Rather than responding, Derek leaned down and sealed his lips over hers. Instantly, Lydia's arms wound around his neck and pulled herself closer to him. After a few seconds, she pulled back and regarded him with a thoughtful expression, eyes glinting with mischief.

"Okay, maybe you have something up on him."