AUTHOR'S NOTE:

There is some werewolf training, a little UST and some Phasmi/Isaac in this chapter, just so you all know. I really hope that you guys like it as much as me!

WARNINGS: Language, Violence, Gore, Sexual Situations

ENJOY!

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Charlotte woke up that morning with a smile on her face, stretching and then sitting up laughing because she had felt her sister come in. Caroline seemed to be making a recovery because now the lycanthropy was winning out and helping her to heal, now a Beta and that made Caroline stronger too because she was the Alpha, and Charlotte felt good about it. Phasmi was all decked out and looked pretty happy too, sitting on the edge of Charlotte's bed and wringing her hands together. The two talked about a lot of things—they were practically joined at the hip—and for a moment or two they just sat there in silence until Phasmi spoke up. She had just been trying to word it all in her head and when she finally thought that she had the right words to say, they were spilling out of her mouth.

"Are you and Derek going to make another pack?" Phasmi asked quickly.

The smiled was wiped right off of Charlotte's face. "Um…why?"

"Well, come the full moon you two won't really be able to stay away from each other," Phasmi reminded her shrugging. "You're going to be going out of your mind because you're an Alpha and because the full moon is around your cycle so you'll be doubly crazy and once Derek kills this Alpha you guys can make a new pack since we both know you bit Caroline, so you could even just turn people and make a pack of your own and I'm in."

"What…what makes you think that Derek is going to kill the Alpha? He told Scott that if Scott did it then he might be able to not be a werewolf anymore and that's a legend, but maybe…" Charlotte said slowly, but she and Phasmi both nodded. "He wants to be an Alpha."

"He wants to be your equal, there's a difference." Phasmi responded with a smile. "You've been besting him at being a wolf for as long as I can remember and if he becomes an Alpha too…"

Charlotte nodded because it made sense to her—she and Derek had this bond together but part of him had always wanted something so much more. When she was the Alpha he had entertained ideas about his own pack, but his place was by Charlotte's side training the Betas and maybe he had resented it at some point and she had just really never known. All that mattered right now, though, was making sure that she found the Alpha and kept her family protected—kept Derek protected. In fact she would rather be hunting down Kate or training Caroline than hunting down the Alpha, but the Alpha was her number one priority right now.

Phasmi even had a feeling that she knew what it was that her sister was thinking about and she understood too because Charlotte always thought about Derek. She thought about her family and her friends and ever since what had happened with her pack and with Derek leaving, she'd been focusing more on everyone else than on herself and it was part of why she was so much more dedicated to Nursing than she had been before. Charlotte had had to get back into it and right now she was dealing with all sorts of things that had nothing to do with werewolves, but that was part of the problem too.

"Did you just say you wanted to be part of the pack?" Charlotte said saddening, raising her eyebrows.

Phasmi nodded slowly. "Yeah…I know I said I didn't want to be because I wanted to see if Dad would come back, but I just…I know you still have one outside of Caroline."

"What are you talking about?" Charlotte asked her after a pause.

"Come on, Charles, I know you and I know that even after what happened, you turned people." Phasmi took a deep breath. "I won't tell Derek, but let's be honest here because you are much stronger than anyone thinks you are and you know it, you just need to get them back if they're still out there and not just roaming Omegas. If you find this Alpha…are you going to let him kill it?"

"If that's what he wants," Charlotte admitted with a gentle smile. "He's my mate and it's not just that. If he wants to be an Alpha and create a pack then I'm going to be right by his side just like he was right by mine all that time. Whatever happens, happens, but right now we need to protect Scott and if you want to be part of the pack, I don't see why you can't be—I always wanted you to be."

Pausing a moment, Phasmi spoke up again. "Are you going to tell Derek about turning Caroline?"

"I'll find a way to tell him eventually…I'm just worried he's going to think I'm trying to remake a pack and we both know that was a little bit of a sore spot with us to begin with."

Phasmi smiled and nodded, getting out of it exactly what she had wanted out of it and taking her leave of her sister so that Charlotte could get ready to face the day. So she took a shower, halfway through sensing Derek and wondering why he was even there when she had seen him the night before, but she hurried through her shower and started to blow dry her hair with her towel wrapped around her when she knew he was coming up the stairs. He leaned on the door frame in the doorway and smirked as his eyes traveled up and down her body, making her laugh a little and shake her head.

"No, Bad Cop," Charlotte told him. "My mother is around and I'm surprised she even let you up. In fact come the full moon, I am fully going to resist you."

Derek chuckled and nodded. "Good luck with that. It's instinct to seek each other out, especially when we're this close to each other."

"Obviously we should try harder," Charlotte suggested shrugging.

"We could, but that sounds like a game…" Derek said slowly.

"We like games," Charlotte winked, trying to walk past him.

Derek stuck his arm out though, Charlotte raising her eyebrows and looking at him because while it was kind of sexy him trying to take control, she didn't actually have time for this. Then he went to drop her towel and she put her hands on his and shook her head, smirking at him and biting her lip, giving him those eyes she was so good at giving him. Sometimes Derek hated himself for her having this kind of control over him, but he agreed to be her mate all those years ago and he smiled a little bit because she was obviously playing with him. She was actually being truthful before when she said that they liked games because they really did.

"I've been thinking about it all," Derek told Charlotte one day.

She had come over to tell him that her father was getting ready to leave because he didn't like how things were unfolding and Charlotte didn't care. He had been drifting from them for a while now and Charlotte wanted her own pack and she wanted to be with Derek and she wanted Derek to want the same things even if her father didn't approve. So when Derek told her he'd been thinking about everything, Charlotte didn't really know if that was a good thing or a bad thing and she froze, Derek coming up to her and pressing his lips to hers.

"What?" Charlotte asked breathlessly when he pulled back.

Derek smiled at her. "I want to be your mate. We're an amazing team and this pack—our pack—I want to run it with you the proper wolf way."

"So…come the next full moon, we make it official?" Charlotte asked slowly, wrapping her arms around Derek's neck. "I make you my mate and then you and then we have an even stronger bond—are you sure? That's a lot of me to deal with. I mean—"

Charlotte was cut off by Derek's mouth on hers, smiling and moaning into the kiss before she started to nip at his lips with her teeth and it was just a chain reaction from there. They already surrendered to each other's touch, but things with them were happy and light and they enjoyed the rough sex and the nuzzling afterwards and just being who they were. Now Derek was taking another step with her and yet for some reason, neither of them could say 'I love you' and even if they felt love, they were more afraid of it being taken away from them than anything else.

"Don't bite your lip like that," Derek told her, leaning in and giving her a look when she pulled back. "I want to do it…"

Feeling lust start to pool in her stomach at the statement, Charlotte shook her head. "It wouldn't be appropriate…"

"More like you don't think that you'd be able to resist me if I did it," Derek pointed out, pressing Charlotte to the door and smirking. "You don't want to resist me either…"

"We have training to do today," Charlotte responded, pushing him off. "I will resist you up to and through the full moon."

Derek chuckled and nodded. "Challenge accepted."

Smiling and pushing him out of the bathroom, Charlotte laughed a little and then looked at her phone as it rang, vibrating on the bathroom counter. It was Caroline and suddenly her heart beat faster out of fear Derek would find out and he could tell that she was nervous even from the other side of the door and he wanted to know why. There was something going on with her and he could tell something was off and with Caroline making that recovery so speedily—having turned so suddenly—and Derek started to feel the wheels turning in his head. He wondered if she wanted to train Caroline instead of Scott because Caroline seemed more likely to not need a firm hand and that made Derek actually smile because he would rather the tough pupil.

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Phasmi spent more time than she was willing to admit at the graveyard and it wasn't just because she was visiting the graves of people that she missed and loved. It was because Isaac Lahey worked there and she was more attracted to him than she was letting on because she was older. She and Charlotte were no longer in High School and Isaac was, so at first she had tried so very hard to not be attracted to him, but she couldn't just turn these feelings off. Even when they talked she could sense the sparks flying between them and she already felt a kinship to him and wanted to tell him the truth about herself, but she was keeping it to herself because Charlotte would frown upon it.

The relationship, Charlotte would be okay with—she understood what it was like to have feelings for someone you never thought that you would—but when it came to her pack and her pack's protection she got more vicious than Derek. Honestly the only reason that anyone would refer to Derek and Charlotte as good cop and bad cop would be because Derek was so cold and calculated and when he trained wolves, he trained them and it was brutal. Charlotte was more coaxing even though she expected more than she probably should have from them and it was the fact that both views worked so well together that their pack had been unbeatable…until the incident.

Shuddering as she thought about what had happened to the last pack, Phasmi put a smile on her face and she entered the graveyard. It was possible that someone would think that she was being insensitive because she was smiling when she was surrounded by graves of dead people, but she was going to get to see Isaac and tell her aunt about it…she missed her aunt. There was just so much in her life that she had lost and sometimes she felt close to everyone coming here and just sitting for a little while and that was when she had met Isaac.

It was a cold night as Phasmi made her way through the graveyard to the grave of her aunt—Stiles' mother—setting out a blanket and then sitting on that because she didn't want to get her pants dirty. Then she pulled out a thermos and a sandwich and sat down cross legged on the blanket, looking at the gravestone and holding up the sandwich a little bit. Her water thermos held some hot mandarin orange spice tea with honey in it, and she smiled sadly at the grave as she let the chilled air hit her jacket.

"It's our favorite sandwich," Phasmi said with a smile. "I figured it was fitting as I wanted to visit and I'm pretty much starving right now."

Isaac was on his shift, trying to be as far away from his father as possible, flashlight in hand as he walked around to make sure that there were no grave robbers out. He saw Phasmi sitting on the blanket and eating a sandwich while she talked out loud about her college classes, smiling a little bit because the blonde was attractive and yet…there was something strong and dangerous about her. She was werewolf and while he didn't know that, she still seemed kind of like a predator to him and yet he was completely drawn in by her.

"It's okay, you can join me," Phasmi tossed over her shoulder as she smelled Isaac approach, turning to look at Isaac as he froze there with his flashlight drawn out now like a weapon even though he looked so timid. "I won't bite unless you ask me too," she teased gently. "You work here?"

Isaac nodded slowly. "Yeah…when my dad can't."

"Do you not like your father?" Phasmi asked him, noticing his heartbeat and breathing change when he mentioned him. "I don't much like mine either."

"How did you know that?" Isaac asked her, pausing his slow advance toward her.

"The look on your face when you mentioned him," Phasmi responded as she stood up.

She could tell that he was cautious and when she stood her took a step back, practically recoiling from her even though she hadn't made any sudden movements. It was only then that she mentioned the bruise on his jaw and she had a feeling that he didn't like his father because his father was not a very nice man. Even with his other step back though, Phasmi advanced and even put her hands up like she was surrendering until Isaac let her get close to him, his heart threatening to break through his chest as his mouth went dry and he froze in place. He tried to wet his lips and swallow as Phasmi leaned in closer to get a better look at his face in the moonlight, Isaac catching a waft of her perfume as the scent was carried on the wind.

Isaac wasn't used to being this close to a girl and he knew for a moment that she was looking at his bruise and turned away, but she cupped his face with a gentle hand and turned him to face her, eyes smiling as her lips were. She looked him in the eye and he seemed to calm down a little bit even though his body was still in overdrive from the touch, and she moved her face in a little more, totally not in the least bit worried about being in his personal space. Phasmi even glanced at his trembling lips with a twinkle in her eyes before she looked back into his eyes and made him a genuine promise.

"I would never hurt you,"

While the statement had caught Isaac off guard and he hadn't even really gotten to respond to her because then she was off to collect her things and go back home, he got to see more and more of Phasmi now that she was back in Beacon Hills and he liked her. She talked to him and even kept it pretty short most times so he wouldn't get in trouble with his father for shirking his responsibilities and he knew that she knew that he beat him because she was intuitive. They had also even exchanged names, but he didn't think that it would last because of the age difference—why would she want to have anything to do with a High School student?

Regardless of what he thought about that, though, Phasmi liked him too and had even taken to bringing along a bigger blanket and food and tea for him to share with her. He'd made his way to sitting with her to talk for more than ten minutes at a time and tonight he was even to her aunt's grave before she got there by a couple of minutes, looking a bit antsy. His relationship with his father never got any better and sometimes he fantasized that Phasmi would take him away from all of it, but even trying to talk to her about things like that scared him because he didn't want her to leave.

"My sister forced me to bring hot chocolate tonight," Phasmi announced when she got there.

Isaac smiled and shrugged. "I like hot chocolate."

"So do I, I just wanted my tea," Phasmi admitted with a sigh. "You seem more jumpy than normal…is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine," Isaac lied quickly.

"Everything is not fine," Phasmi responded as she set the blanket out for them.

It was mostly because she was a werewolf and she could tell that he was lying to her, but she knew his jittery behavior well enough these days to know this had something to do with his father. Sometimes she wished his father could have some sort of terrible accident, and other times she actually thought up ways to kill him herself and make it look like an accident…she even kind of wanted to kill him come this next full moon. After all, Charlotte would be focusing attention on herself, Phasmi and Caroline after dealing with Derek, and Phasmi could kill if she wanted to.

She didn't make it a habit of doing such things, but she thought she could make an exception for Isaac and tonight she just wanted to make the most of it without his father interfering. Besides, she could deal with it later, right now was about making Isaac feel better and if that meant letting on that she had a crush on him then so be it…but no, she couldn't. If she couldn't tell him the truth then they couldn't be involved and so she was going to have to tell her sister even though she had liked keeping Isaac her little secret. Then again, Charlotte could always help her with his father…

"I still want to destroy him," Phasmi said when Isaac silently sat on the blanket with her, leaning her head on his shoulder and smiling when his heart raced a bit, but he relaxed to let her do it. "I don't like seeing you hurt."

Isaac smiled at that and nodded. "You're a good friend."

"Yeah," Phasmi replied slowly, her phone going off. "Hold that thought," she held her finger up and looked at her phone, sighing when she saw the text and looking Isaac in the eye, smiling before she kissed his cheek, smiling more at the blush it left in his cheeks. "I have to run, but I'll be back tomorrow night, okay?"

An attack on the video store was really the first thing that Charlotte and Derek got to experience with Scott. They were on top of the roof, Charlotte knowing the Alpha had been there and while there was something familiar about the smell, she still couldn't figure it out and she didn't know why that was. Normally she was really good at the hunting and the tracking because she was an Alpha and she and Derek used to practice it all the time, but something was keeping her from it and she wanted to know what it was. Either way, this was about teaching Scott and about protecting those that she loved the most, so she was just going to have to tough it out and she knew that.

"Starting to get it?" Derek asked Scott.

Scott paused a moment. "I get that he's killing people, but I don't know why. I mean, this isn't—this isn't standard practice, right? We don't go out in the middle of the night murdering people, do we?"

"No…we're predators, we don't have to be killers," Derek admitted, glancing at Charlotte. "Not unless we have a really good reason for it."

"Like protecting people that we love," Charlotte added as she looked Derek in the eye. "So what we need to find out, is why he's a killer."

"Could he be female?" Scott asked slowly.

At first the question had blind sighted her because she and Derek had already had this talk with Scott about the Alpha, but at the same time she understood because she was off. This Alpha knew that she could track it and so it was going out of its way to make sure that she couldn't track it no matter how hard she tried to do just that. It bothered her, but at the same time if she was going to have a new pack then she was going to have to train again and while rusty she could do this and she knew she had to be assertive with the new wolf.

Charlotte looked down at him as he looked over the roof, Scott looking up at her. "Yeah, perhaps…but we have a different smell."

"You said your sense of smell for him was off," Scott told her pointedly.

"My sense of smell is just fine," Charlotte replied with a sigh. "What I need from you is focus because if you lose that, then you lose everything."

Derek nodded and then looked at Charlotte. "Are you ready to get off of the roof now?"

"If you're accusing me of mothering, you can stop now," Charlotte told Derek rolling her eyes. "Let's go."

Note: There's Isaac! There will be a bit more focus on all of the pack stuff for the next few chapters, as well as some Stiles/Scott and some Kate/Charlotte flashbacks, all leading up to the full moon chapter, which will be in a bit. Feedback is always appreciated!