A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews! I appreciate every single one of them. SabaChan607 asked about how I was going to use Omega in the story. I'm not quite sure how the show is going to handle it but I've got some ideas as to how I am. The Omega is going to have two sub categories: Dominant and Submissive. That's all I'm going to say now =p

Alpha and Omega

Chapter 2

I woke up with a start. I took a shuddering breath as I cleared my head, trying to forget the nightmare I had. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 5:30 AM. I woke up 10 minutes early. I shut off my alarm and swung myself out of bed. My body was still warm. I put my feet on the floor and hunched over. Today was my first day back to school since the attack. It was a Friday, and I was happy I had chosen today to be the day.

I had to make it through 8 hours of school before I had two days to recuperate. It seemed like a great idea to me. I pushed myself up and hurried out of my room into the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet and peed I thought of my first course of action for when I got to school. I wiped, stood up and flushed. I looked in the mirror, seeing confidence and courage in my eyes. I had to talk to McCall. Something wasn't right about him, and I suddenly had a feeling I knew what it was.

I turned on the shower and hopped in. I cleaned myself thoroughly, still convinced I smelt like a hospital. I finished, stepping out of the shower and drying off again. My eyes instantly latched on to the black scar on my arm. It was about 5 inches long. It constantly reminded me of what I had gone through, and my eyes never seemed to miss finding it when I was naked. I held my breath and applied my deodorant, than brushed my teeth.

I wrapped the towel around myself and walked back into my room. I picked up the clothes from my desk that I had selected yesterday. I put on my panties and bra, then my white camisole. I shimmied on the black pencil skirt and tucked my camy into it. I then put on the black blazer that matched the skirt. I picked up my silver necklace from my jewelry box and grunted as my skin began to burn. I dropped it down onto the dresser as I took in the perfect replicas of the chain links in my hand. They quickly began to fade, and I hesitated as I lifted my head back up to the mirror next to my dresser.

That was different.

I knew better than to touch anything else that was silver. I gingerly picked up an antique copper chain and looped it around my neck, then added some gold hoop earrings. My auburn hair fell in waves around me as I brushed it. I straightened it so that it held more of an executive feel to it. I picked up my black Dior cusp heels that had the leather belt buckle with a hanging golden chain. I stepped into them. Outfit complete I looked at my new mature look. Normally I dressed well, but today I looked like I could run a fortune 500 company.

I felt powerful. My very soul seemed to growl in pleasure as I stood sideways and took in how the skirt made my ass look. I quickly added mascara to show off my eyes.

Jackson was going to wish he had never broken up with me. I grabbed the black clutch I had been favoring and walked out of the room. I clunked down the stairs and entered the kitchen. My parents were there drinking coffee. My dad was going into work late because it was my first day back. I smiled at them and threw out my arms.

"What do you think?" I did a little twirl and rested my hands on my hips, shooting them my best smile. My mom smiled back as my dad stared.

"Do you have a job interview to go to after school? Why so fancy?" His tone was astonished as he took me in. I smirked.

"I'm going back to high school today, daddy. I need to look my best. And I want to prove that just because I was attacked and laid out in the hospital that I can still wear somewhat conservative clothing and still get a reaction from the boys." I smirked even wider as the words fell on him like a ton of bricks. I snatched my keys from the counter.

"I'm not hungry; I'm going to school now. See you later." I turned and walked from the kitchen. I heard my parents talking about what to do as I sashayed out the front door. I unlocked my car and got into it. I put on my seat belt and adjusted the mirror so I could see my face. I looked at my lips before opening my bag and taking out some pink lipstick. I applied it and smacked my lips together. It made all the difference, and I turned from sophisticated career woman to provocative temptress. Sometimes, lipstick really did matter.

I turned on the car and reversed out of the drive way. I put it in drive and was on my way. The ride to school seemed to take forever. I eventually came upon it and pulled into the parking lot. I parked in my usual spot and got out, making sure my bag was safely nestled in-between my arm and my side. I locked the door and put the keys in my bag.

As I made my way up the sidewalk I couldn't help but notice people staring at me. For a second I wondered if dressing like I did was a bad idea. No. I quickly dismissed the thought. I needed to appear cool, confident, like nothing had happened. I would never come to school in sweatpants, no matter how much I wanted to.

I opened the front door and walked in. I saw Allison and Scott canoodling by his locker. I narrowed my eyes at them as I caught his scent. He smelled different. Different than my parents did.

He smelled like me.

I had been trying to ignore my heightened sense of smell and hearing. Ever since I woke up from the hospital I had noticed it. I took in a breath and stalked over to them. Scott's eyes met mine as I stopped next to them. They widened, and Allison turned around and stood still. She smiled at me. Her hand tightened possessively on Scott's, which made me frown.

"Miss me?" I asked in a flirty tone. My left hand was on my hip as I looked at them.

"Of course!" Scott's voice held a quick hesitation to it. He didn't sound so sure of himself. I looked at Allison and couldn't help but notice that her pulse increased. Scott looked nervous as hell too.

"Really? Because it doesn't seem that way" I smiled as they moved apart. I took the chance and went up to Scott and leaned into him. I brought my lips to his ear and said, "Thank you for visiting me in the hospital, Scott. You're a true friend" I moved my lips to his cheek and gave him a big kiss, making sure to leave a lipstick stain. I took a step back and smiled at him.

"See you at lunch?" And with that I left them, completely ignoring Allison. That bitch hadn't come to see me in the hospital. She and I were done.

The day seemed to fly by in a blur. Everyone was treating me as if I was going to break down at any moment. By the time lunch rolled around I was so frustrated that I had to escape. I went outside to my car to clear my head. I leaned against it as I surveyed the parking lot. My eyes moved from car to car until they landed on Jackson's Porsche. He was sitting inside it with his head on his steering wheel. I smiled and made my way over.

Whatever had me feeling so powerful and in control was amazing. It was like a new me was born. I made my way to the driver side window and leaned over. I knocked, and waved as his head straightened and looked at me. He pushed the button to roll down the window.

"Hey Lydia" His voice was strained and I could see sweat on his forehead. It wasn't that hot out. I frowned.

"Hey, Jackson. We need to talk" He undid his seatbelt and opened the door. I moved out of the way so he could get out. When he looked at me I could see resignation in his eyes. I took a breath through my nose and stilled. He smelled. He smelled like Scott.

He smelled like me.

I narrowed my eyes at him. This was just getting better and better.

"What's up?" He was distracted. He was favoring his left leg more than the other. My eyes quickly met his and I smiled. I took a step forward and placed a hand on his chest.

"I just want to thank you for saving my life." I took another step forward and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you, Jackson." I moved away and saw him bring a hand up to his face. His forehead was twitching and he nodded. I saw his adam's apple bob as he swallowed.

"You would have done the same for me." He really was not interested in this conversation at all.

"I'm not so sure about that." I glanced at him and quickly brought my leg up and kicked him in his left leg. He fell to the ground with a yelp. He was on his side staring up at me as I looked down at him. "You were attacked too. I can smell it. Why did he bite you on the leg, of all places?" My voice was firm and authoritative as I looked down at him. He looked terrified.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He struggled to get back up, and eventually had to use his car door handle to get leverage. He stumbled and leaned against the car. I smiled at him.

"I think you do. I think that if you were smart you would tell me, but we both know that you aren't. So stand and deny all you want, but know this: I'm going to figure out what attacked me. I'm going to find out what I'm turning into. And if I find out that you could have saved me some time and energy but didn't because you're a pussy then I will be very, very angry Jackson." I stared at him and walked away. I heard him whimper as I strode across the parking lot back to the building.

Whatever sick thing I was turning into I knew, at least, that I held some sort of power over the other two. Both of them had trouble talking to me when I was angry with them. I entered the building and began to head for my next class. Lunch was almost over, and I had to focus on physics.

By the time that the day was over I was exhausted. As I walked out to my car I was not surprised to see Jackson standing there. He looked guilty as I came to a stop a few feet away from him.

"Tomorrow's the full moon." His voice was clear and confident as it normally was. I cocked an eyebrow at him.

"So?" I couldn't help but put a little anger into it. Sometimes I really was a bitch. He shuffled his feet and kind of looked over my shoulder.

"So… I would suggest you tie yourself up. I am." With that, he limped back to his car. I stared after him until he drove off. My heart was pumping a mile a minute and I began to feel dizzy.

Tie myself up. Because tomorrow was the full moon. Fuck!

How the hell am I going to pull that off? I got into my car and drove off, trying my hardest not to kill anyone. I had a lot on my mind, and more to come. As I pulled into my driveway I was relieved to see my parents weren't home. Thank God.

I entered the house and locked the door behind me. I went to the kitchen and got an apple before going upstairs to my room. I felt the seconds pass as night began to fall and an itch began to crawl up my back. I looked at the moon and curled my fingers. It was as if my blood was singing for release.

After what seemed like forever I fell into a fitful sleep.

The pace at which I'm writing this story is incredible! Please review!