A/N: Peter is making good progress on his relationship with Kira; Malia and Peter get in some quality face-to-face time; Derek finds out about the Claim! Kira gets pissed but Malia and Peter diffuse the situation.

We get some feelings going in this chapter hahaha Peter apologizes- what?! We learn a little more about Kitsunes (mostly that I just kinda threw together hahaha). Things are getting serious though!


-Next Morning-

"Hey, Babe, I've got to go… Dad goes back to work today and he wants to see me before he leaves," Malia said softly.

"Hmm? What time is it?" Kira mumbled, not even opening her eyes.

"It's seven. I didn't want to leave without waking you- I figured that might scare you."

Finally Kira opened her eyes, "Thanks, I would have totally freaked out. You've always been here when I've woken up, since the… you know."

"Yea. How did you sleep last night… I know I kinda woke you up in the middle of the night but… after that, did you fall back asleep okay?" Malia asked.

"I…" Kira paused. She hadn't woken up in a nightmare, in fact she felt pretty rested; she thought back, trying to recall any dreams that came to mind. That's right, she had 2… one before Malia had woken her, and one after they had, well, been naughty. But the first time was just talking and that she just drifted back off to sleep, it was the second time that made her blush a bit.

"You...?"

"I slept fine actually. I didn't have a nightmare before our late night adventure, and I slept through the night afterwards."

Malia smiled, hugging her girlfriend. "That's good, and all without that medicine stuff! I can already tell, you aren't nearly as sluggish."

"Honestly… I think it's because of what you said? I… I dreamt about him, Peter."

"Before or after?"

Kira flushed, "Both. I can't help it, I swear, he's just there- in my mind. The first time, before we woke up, he was with me. We talked about some stuff? I don't really recall right now, it will probably come to me later. But I just drifted off, never even woke up because of it. The one after though…"

"Was it a bad dream?"

"No, not at all," Kira admitted. Shyly she reached over and slid her hand up Malia's thigh, all the way up until she was able to firmly squeeze her butt. "I really think what you told me helped. I felt awkward and stuff but it wasn't a nightmare at all- I told myself that it was just a dream and that none of it mattered."

Malia moaned lightly at Kira's forwardness- she'd never touched her like that in the morning and it was nice. "Wanna tell me about this one too?" The Coyote asked, snaking her arms around her girlfriend, lightly rolling her hips.

"A-are you sure? I don't know…"

"Afternoon then? If just talking about it once turned something that used to be a nightmare into an okay, just mostly awkward dream, then I want to continue. I'll be back after my Dad leaves, promise!"

"Derek is supposed to be here to check on me though…"

Malia rolled her eyes, "And he won't tell your mom anything. Trust me, if we start getting hot and heavy with him in the house, he'll move out of hearing distance. Then after he excuses himself we can go into detail."

Kira thought about it for a solid minute before finally nodding her head, "Yea, why not! I feel so much more relaxed, now that I might have a way to conquer my bad dreams! Plus, it helps me feel closer to you." She smiled and blushed, cuddling into Malia's side.

"Yea, I feel that way too, 100%."

"You… this is a stupid question, I know it's stupid but, I guess I just have to hear you say it… we aren't ever going to tell anyone about this right?"

"About what? The nighttime sex in your parents house or the dreams about Peter?"

"The dreams about Peter, well more specifically, that you got me off while I was recalling it. I don't even want people to know about that first dream, when I…"

"You mean the one that was so amazing you'd starting touching yourself in your sleep?" Malia whispered huskily into Kira's ear.

"Yea, all of that, we aren't going to tell right?"

Malia kissed her lightly, "No, it will be our little secret. In fact, all of it could be our little secret. You don't have to tell anyone about the dreams if you don't want to."

"Well they kinda already do know, at least a little bit. I mean I did get that stuff to take from Deaton." Kira sighed as Malia finally climbed over her and started to get dressed.

"Okay, so they know a little bit about it, but it's whatever. I mean when Erica visited, she didn't ask about it right?"

"No, we just watched Netflix, talked about which actors and actresses we liked, stuff like that."

"See, they don't want to ask because they know it's private. I'll be back later this afternoon, okay? Love you," she told her as she gave her a quick peck.

"Love you too," Kira answered before Malia disappeared out the window. She sighed to herself, knowing that she shouldn't really go back to sleep, not if she wanted to get back on a normal schedule. And the best way to wake up was with a shower. Knowing that she wasn't going anywhere, Kira just grabbed a fresh pair of pajamas to change into and went into her bathroom. As she undressed, she let the water warm up- she hated cold showers, even after a very hard day of training. When she climbed in, she remembered the other morning, how Malia had pressed her against the wall. She also recalled the dream from last night and how towards the end she had actually been in total control for a bit.

"They are just dreams," she whispered to herself as she stood under the stream of water. But still, as she washed her hair, she kept flashing back, knowing that she'd wanted to make everything up to Malia. Experimentally, she slid her hand down, lightly inserting a finger between her lips. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, steadying herself as she just relaxed, thinking of how Malia had licked at her. As she started to work her finger faster, images of Peter cropped up- the two of them on her bed as he made her orgasm. "Mmhmm, oh, Peter…"

Of course, Peter had been listening, always keeping a part of his mind tuned to their bond. He had told her to call whenever, and it sounded like she wanted him. He lowered himself down to the forest floor, leaning against a tree and concentrated, willing a projection of himself to her. He was surprised to find himself in her shower- she was awake and calling him? As he took in the scene of her leaning up against the wall, legs spread just slightly with her hand occupied, Peter bit down on his knuckles to hold in a groan. Instantly he shifted his projection so he was naked, then stepped closer, hands gently embracing her as he pressed up next to her, "Need some help with that?"

Kira's eyes flew open and she started to scream, registering the presence of someone in here with her. But a hand softly, firmly, covered her mouth, "It's just me, I promised to come when you called right? And if I'm not mistaken, you just moaned my name."

Her heart was pounding, Peter had gotten in the house? When did he even open the curtain, she hadn't heard anything! Sure she was a little preoccupied but not that much! Carefully he removed his hands and moved in front of her, arms coming up to pin her against the wall.

"Don't look so afraid, I swore I'd never hurt you, that I'd come when you called me. It looks to me like you wanted to have a little fun in the shower- I can help with that if you let me." Peter licked his lips and pressed his hips forward, erect cock nudging her hand. She jumped but he shushed her, one hand coming off the wall so he could cup her cheek. "Will you let me?" It was a lot to hope that she'd actually say yes, but she hadn't started screaming yet. She was probably still trying to process if he was really here or if this was just a really intense dream state. But they were clearly making progress if she had willingly touched herself, while all alone, and had ended up thinking of him.

Kira was trembling as he pressed in closer, terrified that this was real. But it couldn't be, she would have heard him come inside, and he had never been this gentle with her in the cabin. This was dream-Peter, her special coping mechanism, her gentle Peter… Really she should just force herself awake, finish her shower and go eat but… she couldn't. Everything inside her right now was in conflict, parts of her were screaming to push him away but then other parts had her spreading her legs and whimpering. When Peter reached down and nudged her hand aside, so he could start in, she realized which side had won- as soon as she thought about it her legs had shifted and the pleading whimpers she heard weren't just in her head. Even if she wanted to say no right now, knew that she should say no, she thought of all the hurt looks on Malia's face when she was denied and she just couldn't. Peter wasn't Malia, he had no right to her body, not even her dream-Peter, but that guilt was still there.

Peter started rumbling when Kira just melted beneath him, legs falling open; she was conflicted, it was obvious, but she wasn't pushing him away or struggling so he went for it. "Such a good girl, opening up for me," he praised, wanting her to know that she'd done the right thing. Since she was already wet, his fingers slid in easily, working quickly. Kira was miles more important than his meeting with Malia but he knew that he couldn't keep his daughter waiting long before she got pouty. He had time though, since he did have to wait for Mr. Tate to leave. Kira must have really been on edge, the moment he starting flexing his fingers he tossed her head back and let out a high-pitched exhale, sinking down onto his fingers more.

Dream-Peter was good at finding her sweet spot, instantly her excitement doubled as he made her feel good. She threw her arms around his shoulders to stay standing, one hand tangling in his hair. Everything felt so real, she just let go completely, tugging at his hair, lifting a leg up to curl around his thighs. As he quickly pushed her over the edge, she screamed in ecstasy.

Peter was panting hard, even though he tried to hold back, he ended up orgasming when she screamed. Kira seemed to be just as spent, her legs like jelly; he lowered her to the floor, peppering her face with kisses. Things were a lot more intense when he had a projection of himself there with her, manipulating her awake-mind instead of her sleeping-mind. "Like I said, whenever you call, I'll be right here. When you're more focused, next time I'll reward you with information on being a Kitsune, how does that sound?"

"'K," she panted out, letting her arms drop from around his neck.

"Until next time Sweetness." With that he left her, slowly coming back to his consciousness. Peter groaned at the wet spot in his boxers, nothing he could do about it though. Instead of fretting about it, he looked at his watch, he had 20 more minutes before Malia would be free. Might as well just stay where he was, make sure there weren't any annoying Pack members hanging around to keep an eye on her.

Back in the shower, Kira finally caught her breath, that had felt too real! But right after Peter dismissed himself, she was alone again, no rustling of the shower curtain or the opening of a door. Plus she had felt him… ejaculate onto her legs but when she looked, there was nothing. Even if she was half sitting in the stream of water, it wouldn't have all washed away by the time she'd opened her eyes. Just a dream, a very vivid dream while being half asleep in the shower. Shakily she got back to her feet and finished rinsing out her hair. The rest she could do another day; she dried off and got dressed, already planning her breakfast because suddenly, she was hungry.

Just as she was finishing up with her breakfast, she heard the Camaro pull up. When she opened the door to let Derek in, she could see that he felt a little out of his element. "Come on in, you want something to eat or um drink? We have juice, and I know how to work the coffee machine, kinda…"

"No thank you, I ate at the loft, I wasn't sure what time you might be getting up so I didn't want to inconvenience you." Derek entered and shifted from foot to foot… he had no idea how to do this, but he knew that the teens all needed to go to school.

"Um so…should we go sit?" Kira asked, gesturing over her shoulder to the den. "We can watch tv or something, how does Days of Our Lives sound?"

Derek paled, he didn't know a lot about shows but even he knew that one!

"That was a joke! I don't watch soap operas… I'm always at school during the day so like, I couldn't watch them even if I did like them. We'll just channel surf."

"Oh right, flipping through is fine with me," Derek chuckled. He followed her into the den and sat on the couch, willing himself to just relax- she was Pack after all.

*Malia's House*

"Love you too Dad, I'll see you for dinner," Malia promised, waving as he got into his car. She stood there for a moment, studying her surroundings, pretending to watch her fake dad leave; the Pack had no reason to hide any surveillance so Malia assumed the coast was clear. Hurriedly she went and opened the window in her bedroom, letting Peter know the coast was clear to come in. Her nails were in her mouth as she waited, knowing that he wasn't going to show immediately after she opened the window. He was cautious and wanted to do his own checking, the window just meant she hadn't seen anything obvious so he was safe to come investigate. But she was nervous and excited, would he want to talk first or should she pose for him, lay out on the bed, naked. He did say that he wanted to reward her but that didn't mean he wasn't going to do it his way. Occasionally he'd ask, like the last night but not always. Malia didn't care though, she was seeing him for real, in person, and that's all that mattered. In the end, she sat down on the edge of her bed and waited, buzzing with excitement. When she heard him rustling through the glass she bit her lip and ducked her head; her hair fell over the right side of her face and she looked up at the window through her lashes. Peter told her that it made her look shy and innocent whenever she looked at him like that; he found it erotic since he knew he'd raised her to be just as manipulative as him.

As he leapt through her open window all at once, he looked at his daughter and sucked in a breath. Peter strode over to the bed and pushed her onto her back, knees coming up on either side of her hips, "You know what that look does to me."

Malia tilted her chin up and away, baring her neck, keeping her voice feathery, "I'm sorry Daddy, I was just waiting for you." She sucked in a gasping breath and called forth a flush on her cheeks and neck as Peter pinned both of her hands over her head, sliding his knees open further so he was settling more of his weight on her. An excited shudder passed through her as Peter started to growl with desire. For the moment at least, he was willing to indulge her, play along with her act- she must have done really well then. Usually he ordered her around (which she loved anyways) but he was letting her tease him a bit.

"Hope you don't like this shirt too much," the Wolf commented, free hand clawing open the front to expose her chest.

"Daddy –gasp- no, don't," Malia cried softly, even though she arched her shoulders to push her chest up. She felt herself get wet as he roughly fondled her chest, giving off weak, fake moans of distress. As she pretended to struggle, Malia rolled her hips, creating friction for Peter. "No, what are you doing?"

Peter had unbuttoned his pants and yanked his fly down, quickly pulling himself free of his boxers. "I'm going to fuck you, what's it look like?" he growled out as he clawed at her pants. Peter knew that Malia was twisted- he'd made her that way; he taught her to love pain and blood, so it would excite her the same as it did him. So it really wasn't a big surprise that she liked to play out some light rape fantasy with him, especially since she played the dominant one in her relationship with Kira. He let go of her wrists with his other hand to fully move her pants and underwear out of the way. Malia lithely twisted onto her stomach, skillfully grinding her ass against him before she let out a fake cry and tried to crawl away from him. The Wolf stood up, sliding off the edge of the bed and let his pants drop before he grabbed her ankles, yanking them out from under her and dragging her to him. He laughed as she "clawed" at the bed weakly; once he had her hips over the edge of the bed, he wrapped her legs around him and gripped her hips, thrusting into her in a swift motion. Her legs tightened around him and she moaned loudly, arching her back to lift her ass further into the air.

"Does that feel good, having my thick cock in your pussy? Tell me how much you like it."

Malia gripped the sheets as he rocked his hips, "Oh Daddy, harder, fuck me harder." Once he'd actually penetrated her, all thoughts of role-play left her mind, she wanted him and was going to let him know how much she loved it. She rumbled and growled, rolling her hips in time with his deep thrusts; his claws were digging into her hips and tears were leaking out of her eyes as her body tried to keep up with the waves of pleasure he was creating in her loins. She screamed out when she finally orgasmed, body going rigid as it rolled over her; Peter kept thrusting, still good to go since he'd come from being with Kira. Malia mumbled nonsense into her sheets as he stimulated her super sensitive g-spot, muscles still quaking from a moment ago. She didn't want him to stop but it had been so long since he'd been inside her, she was still putty and couldn't time her movements with his.

As he got closer to his own orgasm, Peter bent forward over Malia, roughly gripping her hair, pulling on it to get her to arch her back. He bit down on her neck, over her Claim scar to strengthen it before quickly pulling out, semen coating her ass. He held onto her with his fangs until he started to go soft, finally pulling back and lowering her hips back onto the bed. It had been awhile since he'd re-Claimed her and he figured he should do it now that he was here in person. Quickly he bent down and pulled his pants back up, smirking as he took in her quivering form on the bed. She was still rolling her hips lightly and her limbs were shaking as the residual effects from her strong orgasm slowly faded.

"That –pant- was so –pant- fucking amazing," Malia managed to say after a minute. "You always fuck me so good in my dream state but it is nothing compared to what you do to me in person. How much longer do we have to hide it?"

"We have to wait until Kira comes to me, when that happens we can leave Beacon Hills and I can have my way with both of you as often as you'd like," Peter answered. "Do you still have that soap I gave you?"

"Yes, in my bathroom cabinet," Malia informed him, still deciding if it was safe to stand.

"Good, go shower and be sure to use it everywhere, it will completely eliminate my scent from your body. Then feel free to head back to Kira's house. And by the way, you are doing an excellent job with Kira, she actually called me to her, after you left."

Malia's eyes widened, getting to her feet, "She did?!"

"Yes, she was in the shower with her finger inside herself when she moaned my name. I went to her of course… she didn't technically voice her consent, but she didn't say no either which means that all of our hard work is paying off. If things keep going this way, I'll have her won over before she realizes she's pregnant. It started off slow, once she got home from the hospital but everything is just falling into place. We can't get too far ahead of ourselves, one step at a time- we stick to the plan!"

"Yes, of course," Malia agreed.

"Good, now go and shower, I'm going to leave the area and hopefully get some more time in with Kira. I don't want to push too hard but, I can't help myself, I'm just drawn to her, I have to have her. But I haven't even needed to force myself on her, not in a rough way, not since that first night."

"I'll keep making her talk about her dreams with you, I think that's helping to reset everything in her mind to a happier experience with you."

Peter nodded, leaning in to kiss her before heading to the window, "Keep doing what you're doing. If something unexpected comes up, I trust you to do and say the right thing. I trained you well enough." With that he left her to go shower, hurrying through the woods to his car.

*Kira's House*

They'd been watching some show, Derek didn't even catch the name of it, for about an hour before he decided he needed to ask. He shifted on the couch to look at her, hoping he didn't have a stern look on his face, "So, Kira… I know… how have you been dealing with everything so far? I know Deaton gave you that infused Belladonna powder to help you sleep."

"Oh… is that what it is? No wonder he had to tell me to not take it so much… I'm handling everything better than I was I guess. I'm not going take the stuff every night anymore, so that's improvement right?"

"You don't need it every night now? That's really good. Are the nightmares fading?"

Kira bit her lip, Malia had said that no one else needed to know but Derek was an experienced Were, he'd know if she lied to him. "Well, last night was the first night I didn't take it and…" She could feel heat on her cheeks as she blushed, once again seeing Peter between her legs.

"It's okay, you don't have to feel ashamed or anything, you've been through quite an ordeal… the nightmares are totally normal. Just know that we're here and we're doing everything we can to prepare for Peter. We won't let him hurt you again."

"Yea, Malia's told me the same thing, I know you're all working hard… But is it possible that Peter isn't going to do anything? Maybe he didn't know who we were and he's already left the area…"

Derek shook his head, "No, Peter hasn't been this close to Beacon Hills since after he was resurrected- he's moved back into the area for a reason. His motive isn't that hard to figure out, he wants revenge for us killing him. It's totally possible he didn't know that you were in the Pack when he attacked you, that you were just in the wrong place. But once he starts his surveillance he'll see you two and will want to finish what he started. I don't want to scare you... I just… I think it's better that you're fully informed."

Kira sighed heavily, shoulders drooping forward; that was when Derek noticed the faint scar in the crook of her neck. "Kira… what's that? I thought Kitsunes fully healed like Werewolves did…?

"What's what?"

He leaned forward and moved her hair out of the way, getting a closer look; when he recognized the shape he narrowed his eyes and lightly pressed his nose against her skin. It was faint, but unmistakable- Peter's scent. He'd given her a Claim Bite? No wonder it had faded into a scar and not just healed completely, a piece of Peter's essence was tied to her now. "Kira, can you tell me about these nightmares?"

"Um… ok... I guess…" she mumbled, feeling weird with him being so close all of a sudden not even sure what to think when he'd sniffed her.

"Oh, sorry, I was just… you have a scar and I'm not used to seeing those on creatures like us…" Derek answered, scooting back to give her space again. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable but, I think it's something we should talk about- you don't have to get super detailed or anything."

"Yea, it's… I understand. Malia has had me talk about them a few times. It's weird though, they changed…"

"Changed how?" Derek asked, nervous now.

"Well when I was at the hospital and had a few nightmares, they were all repeats of what happened at the cabin… without going into details. It was like I was reliving it. But then when I came home…" Just stay vague, Kira told herself, it's okay that he knows at least a little about the nightmares, he just doesn't need to know exactly what they are about. She cleared her throat, "When I came home they were different. They were taking place in my room and… the things… they were new, not like the stuff from before just in a different setting. Everything about it was different."

"Does… um does Peter talk to you more in the new dreams?"

"Yea, it's weird, that's weird right?"

Derek nodded absentmindedly, "I um, need to make a call, I'll just be right out front for a few minutes."

"Oh, okay sure." She watched as he quickly went out front, a worried look on his face. Was he concerned about her dreams? All the 'other' stuff aside about them, and as much as he set her on edge, Kira preferred dreams where he talked to her rather than the torturing stuff. Kira stood, thinking of getting herself a glass of juice when suddenly she was overcome with nausea- she ran to the bathroom, making it to the toilet just in time.

"That was awful…" she mumbled to herself, feeling a cold sweat come over her… she'd never gotten sick before, ever. It was a miracle that she even knew that she was going to throw up like that. "Why are my legs shaking…?" she whined to herself, feeling scared. Mom had told her that Kitsunes didn't get sick, so surely that also covered throwing up… The time from before was just her being absolutely ashamed and it wasn't like this at all. She contemplating calling Derek back inside, not knowing if the shaking and cold sweats were even normal when it came to getting sick like this… "I don't wanna be alone," she whimpered, closing her eyes.

"Hey, you're fine," Peter told her, just suddenly appearing behind her and rubbing her back. Softly he pulled her hair back and rubbed small circles on her back. "Getting sick ever really sucks, but when you've never been sick before it's even harder- doesn't matter how old you are." Peter frowned as he scooted closer to her, hating the way she was shaking. He'd instantly picked up on her severe discomfort and fear from their bond, he wasn't going to let her be alone.

"I've never thrown up before, am I dying?"

"No, no shush, you aren't dying, if you were it would be that black nasty stuff. Sometimes you just get sick, even being a supernatural creature can't protect us from everything." Like with morning sickness. Odds were a lot better, it usually wasn't every morning and it wasn't triggered by certain smells, but it still happened. Of course, he couldn't tell her why she was getting sick… but he could at least reassure her.

-Outside-

Derek messaged Lydia, saying it was important that they talk right now. He was pacing the lawn as he waited for her to call…

"Derek, what's wrong?"

"Lydia I…oh god, I hate to bring this up, I promised I'd never make you talk about it but…"

"But what?"

"I need to ask you about your nightmares…" Derek said. He heard her suck in a breath, "Not like detailed or anything but… I'll start with a question, is that okay? You can just give short answers, like I said I don't need you to tell me details that would make you uncomfortable…"

Lydia leaned against the sink, having gone to the bathroom to make the call. Maybe she could use a little more privacy though… She went into one of the stalls and closed her eyes, back against the side wall. "Okay yea, I'll do my best to answer…"

"I'm sorry, it's just important. When you first had nightmares, were they… recollections of the actual event?"

"Yes."

Derek sighed, hating to ask the next question, "But after awhile the nightmares changed right? That's what kinda made you confused about everything, before the sudden fugue states that started?"

There was a pause on the line before she answered. "Yea, the dreams changed… before, I was out on the lacrosse field, with… him. But later, suddenly, the dreams were taking place in my bedroom. On top of that, it was all new, Peter… I know now what it was but back then, it was weird that he kept trying to talk to me. He forc…. Things still happened but it wasn't… it never felt like I was just having a flashback, it all felt new. Why? Why are you asking me this?"

"I… Peter Claimed Kira. She has the same scar you do, it's Peter, I could smell him," Derek choked out.

"Oh god no!" Lydia sobbed, hand flying up to her mouth. Kira had been Claimed? Did that mean she was having visits in her sleep? "Derek, you're asking because… She's having dreams like I was, isn't she? The different ones right?"

"Yea… I asked her about them, after I saw the scar. She said the same thing as you. In the hospital she would have nightmares about the actual night, but then after it shifted to her bedroom. Peter's been talking to her… I didn't ask about what, I felt like that would be too uncomfortable for her to tell me."

"What do we do? We have to tell her, before she starts seeing him when she's awake too- if she sees him when she's conscious that means he has a strong hold over her! Derek you have to tell her! I'm going to message Scott… maybe you can… I know by the time we found out what he did to me… it was too late. But it hasn't been super long, maybe Deaton can save her…"

"Lydia…I… you haven't…?"

"No, I haven't had any visits from him, and all of the lapses of conscious action I've had lately have been because of my Banshee nature and not him. He's obviously found a new toy to play with… We have to stop him!"

"Hey, calm down, it's okay. I promised I'd protect you… Even if… Just because Peter Claimed you doesn't mean…" Derek sighed, not really sure how to say what he was feeling. "I won't let him hurt you, I won't! After school just come immediately to the loft, I'll be with you okay? I won't leave you alone. If it ever seems like you're having one of those dreams, I'll wake you up okay?"

"Yea… okay… It's been a long time since I've seen him but it still brings me chills knowing that he could just… be here, whenever the fuck he wants. I don't like it! And now he's trying to get his claws into Kira as well."

"We'll save her, and I'll find a way to free you too."

Lydia sniffled, trying to control her feelings, she didn't have time to cry. "I'll see you after school. I'll tell Scott to wait awhile, since I know you have to explain things to Kira but, good luck."

Derek sighed and went back into the house, eyes narrowing in confusion when he heard light whimpering.

-Inside, Peter's POV-

"I think it's passed," Kira said, flushing the toilet.

"Here," Peter came forward and gently washed her face with a damp towel. "Let's go sit out on the couch."

Kira nodded, taking a moment to rinse her mouth out with mouthwash before letting Peter tuck her under his arm and lead her to the couch. He brushed her hair out of her face again and laid her back, "Just rest, you'll feel like normal again in just a minute." It hadn't been easy, getting sick for the first time at 17- she had the shakes and sweats, the next few weeks were going to be just awful for her… He'd try to comfort her as best as he could. "Why don't I help you feel better? Like I did earlier?"

She bit her lip…Derek was outside and he'd be coming back in any moment… Why was she even considering this? Sure, she felt like crap but that didn't mean she should go to dream-Peter after something like that…

"Trust me, it will be okay." The Wolf could tell that something was holding her back, he'd have more luck persuading her if she wasn't fully unconscious. He reached forward and cupped her face, kissing her while overriding her consciousness and knocking her out. Of course, she didn't even realize the difference, since he just kept them on the couch instead of setting the scene in her room. "I'll make you feel good, I want to make you feel good." Peter shimmied her shirt up so he could lightly suck on her nipples, hand going into her pants.

Kira just relaxed against the couch, telling herself that she deserved to be spoiled a bit after all the other crap that'd happened.

"Yes, you deserve the best, only the best. I should have done things the right way but I had no way to get close to you…"

"Do what the right way?" she asked as he slowly massaged her g-spot. Everything was feeling pretty good right now.

"What I did to you before, you didn't deserve that. I told you I'd treat you like a queen and you have no reason to believe me after what I did. When I come to you, you're scared and nervous at first, and that's my fault. I'll make it up to you, I will!"

Kira sat up then, pulling his hand away, "What are you talking about? The… the stuff that happened at the cabin… no… that wasn't you- you're dream-Peter! Dream-Peter is gentle and loving."

"I am," he assured her, kissing her. "I can be gentle in person too, with you I will be. I won't ever hurt you again. I promise." He was on top of her then, arms pulling her in close as he licked at her mouth and pushed himself between her legs.

She moaned and lifted her hips against his, "Dream-Peter won't ever hurt me."

"What happened before won't ever happen again, I'm so-" Peter began before suddenly he was forced from her mind as she was jolted awake. Peter sat up from his mattress, roar of frustration coming from him. Sorry, he was going to actually say sorry! She needed to understand that the two Peters were both him! Kira was trusting dream-Peter to make her feel good and he wanted her to know that the real him would too. If he apologized for before, maybe Kira would start to forgive him- she'd understand that she was just special to him. He'd never had time for conventional relationships before, he couldn't just walk up to her and introduce himself. Even if she didn't know who he was, he was 11 years older than her, under normal circumstances she wouldn't have given him a chance. So Peter took what he wanted from her, set up the vacation and the spell so he could impregnate her. Claimed her so he could visit her afterwards and win her over; if he hadn't had been so violent that first time, maybe she'd trust him more. He had made her watch as he hurt Malia, paralyzed her so he could have his way with her and then hypnotized her. Sure… if he wanted to, all Peter had to do was take over her mind and have her run to him. He could hypnotize her into loving him but that wasn't what he wanted! Peter trashed the room as he realized just how much he wanted her to accept him. Needed her to forgive him and come be with him of her own free will. For fuck's sake he'd been apologizing, he had never, in his 28 years, apologized for anything. At least not sincerely… but with her, he had meant it… and he didn't even get to say it.

-Kira's House-

Derek roared when he'd realized that Kira was asleep on the couch, whimpering. It was Peter, he was with her in that dream state, hurting her!

Kira jerked awake, sitting up and looking around; when she saw Derek standing there she blushed furiously and looked down at her lap.

"Are you okay? He didn't hurt you too bad right?"

"I… what? How did you…?"

"I know it was Peter, you were awake when I went out to make the phone call, not even a bit tired… I came back inside and you were passed out and whimpering. He probably forced you asleep so he could…" Derek stopped, not wanting to say it out loud. "I'll make him pay for it, all of it."

"Derek… what do you mean he forced me asleep? I… What's going on?"

He sighed heavily and looked down at the floor, "I don't really know… how to say it… there is no way to just break it to you gently… Peter has Claimed you."

"No, it's okay, I smell like Malia again, I washed his scent off of me. Malia… she had to explain it to me during… Peter had made a comment about how I belonged to him or something and I didn't understand. She told me that scent marking is important, and that because we were dating, she had a Claim on me, so she marked me with her scent. Peter was covering all of that up but it's fine now."

"No… it isn't. Malia was right, what Peter was doing, was the first step to Claiming, but… I only told Malia part of it… I didn't tell her the whole thing, she's- you're both too young and I didn't want her to try and do something too soon."

Kira felt herself go cold, "What then?"

"There is scent marking and then there is actual Claiming. Nowadays, scent marking is respected, Claims aren't needed, that's why I didn't tell her, I haven't told any of the Weres… you're all too young anyways. Haven't you noticed the scar?"

"I… yea, I did…but I didn't want to ask anyone, I figured it would go away after awhile…"

"It will never go away. It's a Claim Bite. Peter, he… He marked you with a bit of his essence, that was why I smelled you earlier. It's faint, since it's only a small part but… that part of your skin smells like Peter- it always will. When he bit you like that, poured a piece of himself into you… he Claimed you."

"No, no, I'm dating Malia, she's covered me in her scent again, it's fine!" Kira argued.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry…"

"What does that even mean? Make it go away! Can't Malia just… go over it?! I don't care if we're too young, I want to be Claimed by Malia!"

Derek felt a sharp ache in his chest as Kira started sobbing, confused and angry. "It doesn't work that way… She can't override his Claim, not while he's alive… people, Weres and Druids alike, have tried coming up with a way to erase a Claim but nothing has been safe… the person has always died… We did everything we could for Lydia but-"

"Lydia's been Claimed too? I thought we were safe!"

"It was awhile ago, back when he was an Alpha still, before we killed him. We had no idea that he had! We didn't find out until she started going insane, literally. She was losing her mind, seeing him when he wasn't there, he was visiting her in her sleep and doing horrible things to her! By the time we found out, she'd already been forced into helping him resurrect himself- he'd used the bond to manipulate her."

Kira started to feel lightheaded, it was hard to breathe, Peter… Claimed her? He forced himself on her, forced his essence into hers so they'd be bonded? And… wait, the dreams… weren't just dreams? "He's been visiting me, the real Peter has been visiting me?! This whole time?"

"Yes, from the sounds of it, ever since you came home from the hospital. I don't know what he wants… I wasn't expecting him to Claim you, he had no reason to…"

Kira just sank to the floor and sobbed; Derek made a move to try and comfort her but the front door banged open.

"Kira, baby what's wrong?" Malia asked, rushing into the house to find her.

"It's real, all of it is real! The dreams, everything!"

Malia froze, Derek had seen the mark… oh god, how was she going to fix this? Just then Derek's phone dinged and he read the message.

"I… Scott wants to talk about what this might mean, Kira… I…"

"Go ahead and go, I'll take care of her, we'll fix this," Malia told him. As long as he was out of the house, Malia could try to set things right.

Derek nodded, hoping he didn't look too relieved. He felt awful, being the one to break the news to her but she needed to know so she could start fighting him. But Malia was obviously more prepared to handle her girlfriend in such a delicate situation than he was.

Malia hugged Kira close, both of them just on the floor, "It'll be okay, I promise."

"No it won't, he Claimed me Malia, I belong to him, just like he said back at the cabin… I don't want to belong to him!"

"I…" Malia wasn't sure what to say. Peter was trusting her to deal with any problems that might come up but she wasn't ready for them to find out yet! She'd have to take a gamble and hoped it paid off. If not, Peter would probably kill her for messing it all up. "I know he did…"

"What do you mean you know?!"

"Peter has been visiting me too and-"

"Why didn't you say anything Malia!" Kira cried out, absolutely confused as to why her girlfriend would have kept this from her.

"I was doing it to protect you! He visited me at the hospital, he hurt me until I was begging for him to kill me. He told me that he wasn't ever going to stop, he was mad that I took you away from him! He said that he'd visit you and make you regret leaving him. I begged him not to, telling him that he could do whatever to me as long as he didn't hurt you…" Malia was sobbing with her girlfriend now. "H-he told me that he didn't want to hurt you at all, but that you needed to understand that you'd been bad by running away. He said that if I talked to you and that you didn't resist him, he'd be gentle. That he just wanted to talk with you, explain everything."

"Like what?"

"Kira, you're special! So very special! I know things at the cabin were awful but… I mean, think about it… a lot of the physical torture was done to me. I know he… he did things that you didn't want him to, but… Peter told me that he just wanted you so bad! Kira, he said that he could teach you things! Things that your mom hasn't told you… I just thought… I thought if I took the brunt of the bad stuff, he'd be good to you. I figured he'd be able to teach you and that you wouldn't even have that big of a price to pay… that's why I lied, about them being dreams- I didn't want to scare you. I thought, he'd teach you and then take his price out on me… Then after we managed to kill him… we'd both be free… And you would have learned about your powers."

The Kitsune stared at her girlfriend, Malia had been trying to protect her this whole time? "Is that why… he's been so gentle with me?"

"Yes, he's always telling me about how special you are- Kira, he promised that he could give you anything you ever wanted. I know… I know you don't really trust him, he hurt you really bad but… ever since the dreams started, hasn't he been sweet to you? He's just confused with how to show it, but trust me, he talks about you all the time when he comes to me. He wants you to forgive him."

"But now he's hurting you! How can I forgive him, for anything?"

"I don't… Kira, he's Claimed you, that means he can have you whenever he wants. He's set his sights on you… if you just accept him, he won't ever hurt you again- if you forgive him, he'll do anything for you! I… just… think about what it means. Tell him to teach you more! You'll see that he's being sincere about it, he wants to help you understand your powers."

"No, fuck all of that! Peter! Peter come here right now!" Since she knew it was all real now, she'd be facing the real Peter when he came to her. Suddenly everything went black as she fell unconscious. Luckily she was still sitting down with Malia so she didn't crash to the floor.

"Kira, what happened?"

As soon as she opened her eyes, she flew at him, throwing punches, wishing she had her sword still! "Get the fuck out of my head! Get out of Malia's head! You're a fucking monster and I hate you!"

Peter stumbled back at the sudden attack, dodging her wild punches before finally grabbing her wrists and pulling her to his chest. "Who told you? I was planning to-"

"Derek saw the mark you gave me, told me about how you did the same thing to Lydia! And now Malia told me that you're hurting her! Just to make sure that I don't push you out of my mind!"

"I did Claim Lydia awhile back, but what I did with her is nothing like what I do when I'm with you. I Claimed her to use as a backup, Kira, Sweetness, they were going to kill me! I knew they were planning that. She was my safety net."

"You were being a monster!"

"No I wasn't! All I was doing was getting revenge for my family, something Laura and Derek were too scared to do. I killed all the people that were involved in setting and covering up the fire! I was just setting things right. I… I've already admitted to you that I had urges, I told you about my family… I thought you'd understand."

"You're just manipulating me!"

"No I'm not, I swear I'm not. Earlier, when we were on the couch, I was trying to apologize. Kira, I'm sorry, so very sorry," Peter finally said, dropping to his knees while holding Kira's wrists. "I didn't… I saw you and I knew, you were the one for me. You are beyond special, I can sense so much untapped power inside you. We can be perfect together! I didn't know how to… approach you, so I took you from your campsite and did things to you. But I'm trying to show you that you're special to me."

"Dream-Peter…"

"Yes, that's right, I was sweet and loving, I meant all of that. I'll treat you like a queen, you'll never want for anything."

"I want you to stop hurting Malia! And to leave me alone! You're a liar! You promised to teach me things-" Kira cut herself off. That wasn't what this was about… no, she hated Peter… even if he had been there for her earlier. Hated him, despite all the times he'd made her feel good.

"I will teach you, I promise. I wasn't lying. And… I won't hurt Malia anymore… you know the truth now so it doesn't matter… I was just frustrated… and since I wouldn't hurt you… I hurt her…"

"What do you know about being a Kitsune?"

"I know enough to teach you. Can you create FoxFire yet?"

"Yes…"

"Show me," he said, standing and leading her over to the bed. He sat beside her, glad that she'd at least stopped trying to attack him. All the time he'd spent with her had made her confused- she was just angry right now but he could fix that.

Kira sighed but held up her hand and focused. After a moment a few sparks jumped from her fingertips.

"Is that all you can manage right now?" he asked.

"I… yea, I only just started to learn…"

"Okay, it's similar to how Wolves control their shift. For us, it's finding an Anchor that keeps us centered. For you it will be a little different- you need to find something to tie to your spark, literally. Something that when you think about it, it just excites the power within you and you can channel that energy better. Think of it as… right now, your energy is asleep, so it's hard to pull together. But when you find your Anchor, it will ignite everything, wake it up."

"How am I supposed to do that? I've never felt anything that just made my energy wake up…"

"Well before you weren't trying to wake it up. Here," Peter stood her up and positioned himself behind her, hands covering hers. "When do you feel the most comfortable, or the most powerful?"

"When I have a weapon in my hands…"

"That makes perfect sense, Kitsunes have enhanced coordination, even greater than Wolves. I think it's to help balance out the fact that you don't get claws or fangs to help defend yourself. So… Let's use your Tail, it makes the most sense. It's been forged into a weapon and has a lot of power for you to focus on." He materialized the shuriken into his hand before passing it to Kira.

"My Tail!"

"I've been keeping it safe for you, I promise. Now, hold it in one hand and just, feel the power awaken inside you. Bond with the Kitsune spirit inside you."

Kira held her shuriken close, free hand still outstretched; when the obsidian touched her hand she felt a jump in her power, just for a second. So she closed her eyes and just concentrated on the feel of it in her hands, recognizing that it was her first Tail. She could feel her energy expanding inside her suddenly, opening her eyes when Peter exclaimed. Giant arcs of electricity were jumping from her outstretched fingers, tendrils were even working their way up her arm. "Oh my gosh!"

"Now try to rein it in, so it's only jumping from one or two of your fingers, just… feel connected to the current."

"Okay, yea…" She let out a breath to focus herself and pulled the electricity back into her body, focusing her energy on just her pointer finger.

"Good girl! Now fully awaken it, let it just explode out of your body, covering you completely," Peter told her, taking a step back.

Again, Kira focused, but she found it was so much easier now, the energy was ready to just pour out of her at the slightest thought. She watched in awe as the electrical current swarmed over her, shrouding her. Then after a moment, she sucked it all back in, putting the energy back to sleep as Peter put it. Excited, she spun around and hugged him, pulling away after a moment.

"I told you I could teach you. I started this all the wrong way but I'm determined to show you that I'm the right person for you. I'll even bring you your Tail back, as a show of good faith… well, one of your Tails."

"You'll give me my Tail back?! Wait, one of?"

Peter lifted her hand, the one still gripping the obsidian, but now there were two there. "You just mastered your FoxFire and earned your second tail. I guarantee when I check on the real, physical Tail, there will be a second one."

"How? I thought…"

"A Kitsune, because of their proclivity for weapons, always end up earning their first Tail with some sort of hard material as an aid. Yours was obsidian, others can be metal, or even wood. At first it might not look like much but still you hold onto it until you can see a weapon taking shape. Your father forged this one for you, it was easy since it was too small of a piece to turn into a sword, or even a kaiken like your mother's. But once you form your first Tail out of whatever material, each subsequent Tail will be a duplicate of the first. Your spirit materialized the second Tail, letting you know that you've earned it."

"I have two Tails now?"

"Yes Kira, you do."

"You… you really helped me get my second Tail? I…"

"Like I said Sweetness, I just want to be the perfect Mate for you. I may not actually be a Kitsune, but I will teach you everything I know."

"But in return… you want me to accept you…as my Mate…"

Peter cupped her cheek, "Just say yes to me and we'll start our new life together."

Kira stepped back, shaking her head, "I can't! You're going to hurt the Pack, you want revenge for them killing you…"

"You don't have to be involved with that if you don't want. I know that my revenge doesn't include you. I won't make you do anything against them, I swear."

"I… I still can't… You hurt me, and Malia…"

"Okay, I understand, you need more time. My promise still stands, if you ever decide to call me, I'll come to you. I can feel your emotions, whenever you're upset or scared, I'll be right by your side, comforting you. You are my Mate, even if you don't accept me as yours, I'll forever treat you like mine. I'll drop off the Tail later. But you can't tell the Pack I'm coming, if you try to set a trap, that just means I won't be able to return it. Can you do that?" It was technically withholding information from the Pack but if Kira agreed to this, then he knew that he had a good chance at winning her over still.

"Okay, I won't tell…"

"Good girl," Peter cooed. He flashed his eyes at her, reaching out to her Kitsune spirit, specifically not calling forth the usual hypnosis- he wanted to communicate with the Kitsune, not turn Kira on. Her spirit responded, he could see her aura surrounding her as her eyes flashed back. The Kitsune part of her recognized that Peter was nurturing her powers and had already accepted him as her Mate- now he just needed her Kitsune spirit to convince her Human side. That was the beauty of Kitsunes, they despised being tricked and would hold grudges for centuries, but they would remember every kindness done to them and always repaid favors. Earning a Tail was one of the most sacred things a Kitsune could achieve, it was the source of their power after all, so each one was coveted and special. Kira's Fox spirit recognized the sincere intent behind Peter's actions, the promise to teach her more, and accepted his price of being his Mate. Satisfied with that for now, Peter nodded his head at Kira and let her wake up.

Kira sat up, looking around, disoriented for a moment.

"Kira, what happened, you just passed out all of a sudden…"

"I had a talk with Peter… so I guess I fell asleep."

"Oh… did… did everything go okay?"

"I'm not sure… you aren't mad at me?"

Malia frowned, "Why on Earth would I be mad?"

"Because I got to have nice dreams with Peter while he hurt you in your dreams… That Peter treats me like I'm special?"

"No, I'm not mad, because you are special. I would never hold something like that against you because I actively made that sacrifice for you. I just want your happiness, I never truly Claimed you, I missed my chance, it wasn't right for me to try and Claim you. Peter is older, he's affluent and can provide for you, he's brilliant and cultured- he knows about Kitsune, a creature that originates in Japan! He's the better Mate for you, I'm a Werecoyte that still has trouble adjusting to what being in a Pack means."

"I don't want to think about that right now, can we not think about that?"

"Yea, okay, we won't talk about it just… please don't dismiss the idea just yet. Like I said earlier, did Peter kill us at the cabin? No, he didn't… so don't dwell on that."

"He was going to kill us if we hadn't escaped, if you hadn't gotten loose before he dosed you too."

"Peter was never going to kill us, he gave us a Claim Bite, why would he do that if he planned on killing us? And… I didn't… escape."

"What?"

"Kira, he let us go, after he dosed you with that tranquilizer, he had a talk with me. He told me to take good care of you, because he'd be coming back for you. I didn't understand at first, more eager to just get away. But he told me that I had to tell everyone we escaped… I didn't dare defy him, the look in his eyes…it scared me. We can't tell the Pack either… if they find out, I think he'll be forced to hurt them."

"He's already planning on hurting them!"

Malia shook her head, "No, he really only wants to hurt Scott, the Beta that betrayed him. The others are innocent. But if they find out that he let us go, they'll understand that he's got plans for you and will attack him. He's strong Kira, he'll kill them all if that happens."

Kira wanted to argue, say that they should call Derek immediately with this update but her throat closed up, her tongue wouldn't form the words. Was she really going to hide this information from the Pack? The more she thought about it, the more she realized that yes, she should keep it a secret because Malia was right, her throat started to relax. Apparently she couldn't tell Scott or Derek even if she wanted to… Kira sighed and stood up, "I'm ready for a nap, just a nap, nothing else from anyone…"

"Okay, we'll nap," Malia agreed easily, following her upstairs. As they climbed into bed, Malia realized that she had contradicted herself… She had said that Peter was hurting her, mad that she'd taken Kira away from him but just now she was truthful in saying that he let them go… Thankfully Kira had a lot on her mind and didn't notice it… hopefully she didn't make the connection later.

True to her word, Kira kept all that information to herself –she didn't even say a word about Malia having a Claim Bite as well. Three days later (without any dreams of Peter), after having a Pack meeting with everyone, she went upstairs and flopped down on her bed. As her hands settled under her pillow they brushed over something. "What?" When she pulled it out she had to hold in an excited shout- it was her Tail! Peter actually returned it! Well, he returned one, but this was her first one, not the second, she could just tell! Her first one was her stronger one, she knew that much. Still, she lifted her pillow just in case he had left the second Tail as well. Instead of a shuriken, she found a note.

What happens next isn't your fault, it's just what needs to happen. I'm not mad at you, I need you to know that.

Kira sucked in a breath, that meant he was planning something! She snatched up her phone and pulled up Scott's name, ready to call, but then she hesitated… it wouldn't be right of her to call, Peter said he wouldn't make her pick sides, if she warned Scott he might take that as a betrayal… It was weird but for some reason, Scott and the others weren't feeling as much like Pack anymore… Kira put her phone down and tucked her Tail into the special box her mom had given her. She'd wait it out and see what happened first…


A/N: Forewarning for my next chapter, things are gonig to be really dark. As I've commented to some people (but I know not everyone reads through those so I'll add it here) this fic is going to be a Peter-centric fic, he's the star of this series so he's going to win in the end. Not Scott and his pack XD Hope everyone is ready for that in the future.

The next chapter will go back to Peter and his sadistic nature, but not with Kira, with Stiles. Prepare yourselves now!