(Stiles' POV)

"No I'm not just going to let you leave her here," I stared at Lydia's limp, bloody, unconscious body. I can't believe Peter did this to her. I was away from her for a second and she runs out the building, then the next thing I know Peter is attacking her in the field.

"You don't have much of a choice," Peter replied.

"Just kill me, look I don't care anymore."

Peter's claws pierced the skin under my chin, lifting me to a standing position. "Call your friend. Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get."

"Don't feel bad," Peter said as we drove down the street in my jeep. "If she lives she'll become a werewolf, she'll be incredibly powerful."

"Yeah," I grumbled. "Once a month she'll go out her freaking mind, trying to tear me apart."

"Well actually since she's a woman, twice a month."

I can't believe that this is happening either Lydia is going to die or she's going to be extremely psychotic as a werewolf. The thought kept pondering in my mind as I parked my jeep into the hospital's parking lot. I got out my jeep and Peter dragged me over to another car. "Whose car is this?"

"My nurse," he asked went to open the trunk of the car.

"What happened to your…oh my god!" I peered down in the trunk, looking at the dead body of a woman.

Peter grabbed a bag that the lifeless body was holding then glanced to me. "I got better."

He opened the bag, revealing multiple electronic devices. "Good luck getting a signal down here," I said then Peter handed me a device. "Oh a MiFi and you are a Mac guy as well. Does that go for all werewolves or is that a personal preference?"

"Turn it on, get connected."

"You know you're killing the whole werewolf mystique thing," I said. "Look you still need Scott's username and password and I'm sorry but I don't know them."

"You know both of them," Peter countered.

"No I don't."

"Even if I wasn't able to listen to your heartbeat I can tell that you are lying."

"Listen dude, I swear to g…"

Peter smashed my head against the laptop. "I can be very persuasive Stiles. Don't make me persuade you."

"What happens after you find Derek?" I asked while working on the laptop.

"Don't think Stiles, type."

"You're going to kill people aren't you?"

"Only the responsible ones."

"Look, if I do this you have to promise to leave Scott out of it," I demanded.

"Do you know why wolves hunt in packs?" Peter asked. "It's because their favorite meal is too big for only one wolf to take down alone. I need Derek and Scott, I need both of them."

"He's not going to help you."

"Oh he will," Peter replied. "Because it will save those he cares about and you will because it will save Scott. Your best friend, who you know so well; you even know his username and password."

I sighed before typing in the username and password.

"His username is Stiles?" Peter questioned. "His password is also Stiles?"

"Still want him in your pack?" I asked then used the GPS to locate Derek. "That's where they're keeping him; his own house?"

"Not at his house, under it," Peter answered. "I know exactly where that is and I'm not the only one." Peter moved over to the dead nurse's car and put his things inside. "Give me your keys."

"Careful she grinds," I sighed giving Peter my keys. He held them in his hands and crashed the keys before handing them back to me. "So you're not going to kill me?"

"Don't you understand yet?" he asked. "I'm not the bad guy."

"You turn into a monster with red eyes and fangs, and you're not the bad guy here?"

"I like you Stiles," he said. "And since you helped me, I'm going to give you something in return. Do you want the bite?"

"What?"

"Do you want the bite? If it doesn't kill you, and it could, you'll become like us."

"Like you?"

"Yes a werewolf; would you like me to draw you a picture?" There was a brief pause as Peter stepped closer to me. "That night in the woods when I took Scott because I needed a new pack, it could have easily been you. You could be just as powerful as him. No more standing by his side watching him become stronger, you'll be equals like lovers are supposed to me." Peter grabbed my arm and brought it towards his mouth. "Yes or no?"

The offer to be just like Scott is really tempting and I know that the abilities that werewolves have are so incredible. If I did get the bite, Scott and I would be equals. I watch as Peter's teeth lengthens and inch closer to my wrist when I quickly pulled back my arm.

"I don't want to be like you," I stated.

"You want to know what I just heard." Peter smirked. "Your heartbeat increasing slightly over the words 'I don't want". You may believe that you are telling the truth but you are lying to yourself. Goodbye Stiles."

After Peter let me go I quickly made my way to the hospital to check on Lydia, hoping that Scott was there as well. When I arrived my dad quickly asked me questions that I couldn't answer because I didn't want to get him involved in this mess. My dad told me that Scott wasn't at the hospital and I knew that he went to go find Derek; he also told me that the Hale fire was arson, orchestrated by a young woman.

Jackson and I were on our way to help Scott when we were cornered by Mr. Argent and some other hunters looking for Scott. I had no chose but to tell them where he was and when they were gone I knew that I had to do something to help Scott. That's when I remembered the Molotov cocktail that Lydia made at the school, so I gathered all the ingredients to make the substance.

When Jackson and I finally arrived to the Hale house we saw the Alpha along with Scott, Derek, Mr. Argent, and Allison. Peter was about to attack when I threw one of the cocktails but he caught the beaker, luckily enough Allison used her bow and arrow to make the explosion. Jackson threw the other cocktail but Peter was still standing until Scott knocked him to the ground. We all watched as Peter stumbled, slowly shifting from alpha to human form. Burnt flesh and scars covered his body as he fell.

I ran over to Scott and hugged him before giving him a kiss. "I'm glad that you're okay."

"I glad that you're okay," he replied. "You know I love you right?"

"I love you too," I kissed him again.

"So you two are together?" Allison asked.

"Yeah," Scott answered. "Sorry."

"No," Allison shook her head. "I'm sorry for attacking you."

"It's fine," Scott stopped when he saw Derek walked over to Peter and ran towards them. "Wait! You said the cure comes from the one that bite you. Derek if you do this I'm dead. What am I supposed to do?"

"You've already decided,' Peter looked at Derek. "I can smell it on you."

"Wait, no don't!" Scott yelled as Derek claws grew and sliced through Peter's neck.

"I'm the alpha now," Derek growled before walking out into the woods.

"What am I going to do?" Scott sighed.

I grabbed his shoulders. "We're going to get through this, together."

"Promise you'll be by myself the entire time?"

"You couldn't get rid of me if you tried," I replied before kissing my werewolf boyfriend.