Hey guys, here is the next chapter sorry for late update I have been out of state and away from my computer. Anyway let me know what you think.

The next morning at school Lydia had gone straight to the school library borrowing anything she could find about witches. It was pretty much rubbish all about woman of the Earth, woman connected to the four elements of the land and others where she was a wart covered wench damned to the worst fate in the depths of hell. She sighed her thoughts once again drifting to the brooding wolf; Derek Hale. That morning when she had awoken she found herself all alone leading her to think that it was all a dream but her swollen lips and bruised hips told her otherwise. She couldn't help but smile as she touched her lips, if she closed her eyes she could still taste him on her lips.

A part of her was upset that he had left her all alone, but another part of her knew he was just dealing with the change. After being alone for so long and after what had happened the last time he had been involved with a woman she did blame him for being scared.

The sound of textbooks hitting the table in front of her broke her from her thoughts. She looked up to find Isaac smiling down at her as he seated himself opposite to her. Lydia had found herself becoming fast friends with the young beta. She felt truly horrible for not noticing him before, she felt grief and guilt for not knowing or not wanting to know. As time passed she was beginning to hate the girl she was before this. She was a shallow self, involved person and even though everything was changing and all she wanted was things to stay the same it was things like this that made her want to change. She felt horrible thinking about Isaac's home life, losing his mother young she knew he needed a family environment so she was going ahead and nominating herself to be there in his life to help him.

Lydia watched him smile as he reached into his bag pulling out all his textbooks, and then motioned to the book in her hands.

'Why are you reading Harry Potter?' a curious smile playing on his lips, Lydia wanted to have a poll on the town's most crush worthy smile knowing that Isaac would win hands down. She looked down at the book in her hands and laughed nervously as she chucked the book aside.

'Um, research?'

'On what'

'Werewolves… I mean there is value in the Prisoner of Azkaban there were wolves in that' she reasoned but at the same time hearing in her head how stupid she sounded, she looked up at Isaac who was right out laughing at her. He got up from his seat and moved to the seat next to her, he motioned her to move closer so she could hear him.

'You know I don't think you can use Harry Potter as a basis for factual information on werewolves just like Twilight' she shoved him away as he continued to laugh at her expense.

'So what's gotten you in such a good mood?' She asked trying to get off the subject, not wanting to bring up the questions of why she was researching about witches.

'Well actually Derek was in a really good mood this morning, he actually drove me to school and bought breakfast and everything' Lydia couldn't stop the smile that was plastered to her face.

'You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?' She ducked her head down, her hair hiding her face like a curtain, she looked at him through her hair she could feel her face heat up and knew she was blushing like a tomato.

'No' she laughed it off 'Why would I?'

'Well mostly because when Derek didn't come back last night and when he turned up this morning he couldn't wipe that same happy look on his face, kind of like yours'

'So that's what you are basing this on Lahey, he could be smiling for a thousand reasons' she laughed it off trying to down play the smile on her face. It was extremely hard when she knew he was happy this morning giving her the lightest hope he wasn't regretting the kiss between them. She looked up at Isaac who was wearing a cat ate the canary expression.

'Well I did mention the fact he was covered in your scent, it is sort of a flowery smell like roses and cherries.'

'Smell like… Gosh did anyone tell you wolves the whole smelling thing grosses people out' Isaac just continued to smile at her laughing it off, he knew that he was right even if she denied it, mainly because he could still smell Derek all over her. She looked over to the library entrance and saw Stiles, Allison and Scott entering, she looked at Isaac the apprehension in her eyes.

'You won't…'

'I won't say a thing, but the second Scott is close he will be able to tell, trust me it smells like you showered with the guy' Isaac looking over to the three, listening in to their conversation.

'What are they saying?' Lydia asked she could discreetly see Stiles pointing and muttering about them.

'He's asking Scott since when did the two of us become friends' Isaac laughed 'He's asking Allison if we are involved?' Lydia sighed and saw Scott become still and smelled the air, his eyes becoming wide when they landed on her.

'He smelt it Lydia, they are coming over' the three walked closer and sat at the table, Lydia had to withhold a groan.

'Hey guys, what are you up to?' Allison asked as they sat opposite to them, pulling out their books.

'Umm…' Lydia began nervously.

'Well we were just discussing some stuff from Chemistry, I've been having trouble and the Einstein was going to help me out' Lydia smiled to herself she knew Scott wouldn't be able to tell he was lying because the other day she did promise him help. She nodded trying to avoid Scott's questioning eyes and the heat of Stile's burning into her skull.

'Yeah the homework was really hard what answer did you get for this one?' Lydia could have kissed Allison for changing the topic and getting Scott looking away from her.

The day had passed without peril which was actually saying a lot, Allison and Lydia had ended the day with watching the boys in lacrosse practice. She listened to Allison talk about her relationship with Scott, how it was hard but she missed him and they were getting to be friends again. Lydia tried to pay attention looking at her phone every few minutes. She didn't know what she was hoping for she knew that Derek didn't have her number but she still looked in case.

By the time she had gotten home she was tired and cranky that the whole day she hadn't heard from Derek. As she walked to her front porch, she noticed the front door was cracked open; her parents were still away her father on business and her mother at one of her getaways. She walked into the house it was calm and quiet no noise or anything out of place.

Everything
seemed normal, she sighed maybe she had just left the door open in the morning; she was rushed after her night with Derek. As she walked upstairs to her room, nothing seemed out of place except the open window by her vanity, she watched the curtains sway with the light breeze from outside. Lydia smiled to herself thinking that Derek had finally found the nerve to come see her.

'Derek?'

As she was about to turn around she was struck with a dead cold feeling in her chest, her hands became to sweat. She felt completely paralysed. The tears began to fill her eyes and her chest became heavy. She felt a body pressed behind her, a hand move her hair and a pair of sickly lips press to her ear.

'Wrong Hale, my dear'