So, here's the thing... I've read everyone's reviews and I love you all dearly for it, although I don't get a chance to write back to everyone... my schedule is fairly hectic... But I've seen people's requests for Lennox and whatnot... I can't tell you what's going to happen but i've weighed each and every request/comment carefully (I always do) but usually I have an idea of what I want to do in my mind. With Lennox, I knew how the story was going to end a LOOOOOOONNNNNGGGG before I started writing it. This is not the last chapter yet but it is 2nd to last.

AN: anyone want to read my Original Fiction? ANYONEEEEEEEEEE?!

oh btw, shhhhhh I haven't watched teen wolf yet.. NO SPOILERS! I'm trying to finish this off, cuz I don't want the ending i planned influenced by what I watch...

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I was a bundle of nervous energy the whole way to Cat's old house. I couldn't believe this was finally happening. I had quickly gathered everything up and on a whim, threw my legs over the window sill and jumped out, enjoying the rush of air, gasping when Scott wrapped his arms around me. I could only grin, happy I got the chance to do that before the change.

The whole way there, Cat kept glancing over at me with a smile. Her and I had taken her SUV while the guys piled into Stiles jeep. Cat had told me that Scott wanted to speak with Isaac about the bite and how Derek went about doing it. Apparently when Scott was bitten, it was really violent and traumatic but Derek had offered it to Isaac and the taller boy accepted so Scott was curious about how that worked out.

"I remember."

I glanced at Cat who was looking in the rear view mirror with a sad smile.

"Huh?" I asked.

Cat looked at me before returning her eyes to the road. "Erica. She was just talking about the day she got the bite. Derek found her in the hospital and offered her the bite so she could be rid of her seizures." She explained. "Back then, I had just started talking to Scott and Stiles because they needed my help wiping some security footage from the school computer. Erica had a seizure and when I went to go see her in the hospital, she was already different. Then she bought me ridiculous clothes."

"Why were they ridiculous?" I asked, curious.

Cat laughed. "Because I don't do sexy all that well." She glanced in the mirror again, sticking out her tongue. "I do not. I felt weird."

"Why don't you just tell them?" I asked, curious as to why she kept Erica a secret.

Cat sighed, slowing down before coming to a complete stop at a green light and sticking her arm out the window to motion the guys behind us to stop.

"What are you-" I began but was cut off.

"Look." She said just as some idiot zipped through the intersection, speeding and swerving as he ran the red light.

I looked at Cat with wide eyes. "We would have been smooshed." I cried.

"I know." Cat replied. "Sometimes I get visions without meaning to. Sometimes they even work out in my favour."

Her phone rang and she answered it, turning on facetime with Isaac. His eyes were just as wide and shocked as mine.

"Seriously, you never cease to amaze me."

"I know." Cat said with a small smile. "You can all thank me when we get to our old place." She leaned over and switched off the phone, going through the intersection before she spoke again.

"I don't know how much you know about what happened recently." She began.

"Stiles told me about the Darach and what happened there." I informed her.

The blonde glanced over at me. "He likes you, I'm glad he opened up about it, he's been pretty closemouthed since then. It's affected us all. We all feel this pull, this darkness. I know exactly how the guys feel and when I say that, I mean, I really know. It connected all of us but because I'm me, I'm more in tune with them then they are with me or with each other. They're going through a lot, they're struggling and I don't want to pile this on top of it all."

"Why would your conversations with dead people be a nuisance to them?" I asked, confused.

"Because they might think I'm crazy. They might think that it's an effect of what happened that she's not really there or that it's something evil trying to get to me by looking like my dead best friend."

I was a little nervous at this. What if it wasn't Erica? What if it was something going after Cat? "But it's not, you know it's not, right? It's really her?"

"No, It's not. I know Erica, dead or not. It's not some effect from what happened with the ritual. I'm pretty sure it has to do with me taking Jennifer's power."

"Then tell them that."

"I will. Soon." She whispered as we pulled up outside of an old rundown house. "This is my old house. I lived here with my dad until he went psycho and tried to kill me."

"What?" I asked in disbelief. "Who does that?"

She raised an eyebrow at me. "My Dad."

My door opened and Stiles was there, grabbing my hand to pull me out. Cat reached out to grab my arm and I paused to look back at her. She was frowning as she looked at me but quickly shook her head.

"Just… girl talk, kay?"

I nodded, knowing she was referring to our talk on the way here and she wanted me to keep it quiet. Now all I needed was Scott to tell me how he was dealing with the effects and I would have all their sides.

But now, I let Stiles pull me out of the SUV and towards Cat's house where Isaac was unlocking it. He let us walk past, one hand coming up to clasp my shoulder.

"You ready?" he asked. "This will change your life."

"I really, really hope so." I said, unable to stop the smile.

"Come on." Scott said, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from Stiles. "We're going to go downstairs."

I looked back at the other three who were watching, not walking with us.

"We're staying up here." Cat informed me, answering my unasked question. "Scott would rather it be alone. He's nervous."

"Is this where I make a joke about it being his first time and going easy on him?" I couldn't help but ask, a part of me picking up on the nervousness of everyone.

"Oh, it's not his first time." Stiles said with a grin, trying to ease the tension.

"You just had to bring it up, didn't you?" Griped Isaac.

Cat rolled her eyes, pushing his shoulder. "Allison, it was Allison, not me. Sheesh."

"Huh?" I was confused now as Scott rolled his eyes before leading the way downstairs.

"They're talking about my actual first time." He muttered. "Isaac's still sore about Cat and I at times."

"So you guys were together?" I asked, confused about the dynamics of everyone's relationship within the group of friends.

Scott sighed as we reached the basement, sitting me down on the bed that occupied the space as he began to pace. I knew this whole situation made him uneasy so I was able to wait a bit longer if I had to.

"You're going to be a part of my pack, so you might as well know. Yes, Cat and I were together. We fell for each other but I was still with Allison and there was a lot of stuff going on. Then Allison wanted us to act like we were going out to throw her family off-" He stopped and sighed. "It's really confusing. I fucked up and because I did, I lost Cat to Isaac but you know what? She's happy, so I'm not going to interfere."

"You still love her." I quietly noted.

He sat beside me on the bed, nodding. "Yeah, I do. God I'm so glad Derek sound proofed this basement. She's- she's Cat, she's amazing. I've never met someone quite like her and she's too good for me. She's too good for anyone. She's too good for this town and now because of me, she can't leave."

And here it was, Scott's side. It seemed all these three wanted was just to talk to someone that wasn't involved and get it off their chest. I didn't mind doing that right now. Really.

"Because of the ritual?" I softly asked.

"That, yeah and because she's a part of the pack now. She's connected to each of us and even if she had the chance, I doubt she'll leave and it hurts knowing I did that to her."

I put a hand on his arm in an attempt to comfort him. "Scott, you're not asking or forcing Cat to stay here. From everything I've learned beforehand and watching her, she'd stay because she loves you all, not out of obligation."

Scott smiled turning his head to look at me. "You're easy to talk to Lennox, I think it's going to be pretty awesome to have you around."

I shrugged. "Well you will be my Alpha."

His smiled dimmed. "I'm not going to force you to do anything, I'm not like that. Telling everyone not to tell you about me, that was my first time really pushing something."

I nodded. "I guess I can see why."

"I can see why Stiles likes you." He suddenly said, grabbing my arm. "And I know you're going to be my beta and that pretty much makes you family but Stiles is my best friend, he's my brother. If you hurt him, I'll hurt you."

"Understandable." I softly replied, staring into his eyes. I couldn't imagine ever hurting Stiles. He was too sweet, too nice, too unbelievably good to be true.

"This might hurt." He whispered, his eyes turning red, his face morphing, fangs growing as his nails sharpened against my skin.

"I'm ready." I held my breath, unable to believe this was really truly happening.

"I'm sorry." I barely was able to hear it as he lifted my arm to his mouth.

"Don't be. It's what I want, what I need."

"I'm still sorry."

And with those words, his sharpened teeth tore into my skin.

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