The Wolf You Feed

Summary: Sequel to The Last of Us: Sydney should have known from the start that her war wasn't going to end with the demise of the nogitsune, especially not since she fell in love with Peter Hale. Today was a painful reminder that the wounds would heal but the scars would always remain. Season 4: Peter Hale/OC

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Teen Wolf, Sydney however is all mine.

Chapter 26:

When her cell phone vibrated against her hip in the car, she had pulled over, hoping that maybe it was Stiles letting her know what was going on with his dad. She managed to get the phone out of her pocket and furrowed her eyebrows at the name. She hadn't really been expecting him to call, yes she had given him her number but for his name to actually flash across the screen had her confused.

"Liam?" She asked as she answered the call.

"Yeah, Sydney right, you're an alpha, like Scott?"

"Um yeah, yeah I am." Sydney nodded, even though he couldn't see her. The poor kid sounded frantic and Sydney wasn't entirely sure what he wanted. Now wasn't really the best time for her to explain werewolf eye colour to him like she had offered.

"Look I don't know what you know or what you're doing right now but I think that maybe Scott needs help." Liam stammered and Sydney knew that something wasn't right. There was clearly something bothering this poor young man and she wasn't entirely sure that she was the appropriate person to help him.

She was involved with Peter Hale, a man that everyone seemed to be against. She knew that they had valid reasons but it didn't make her love him any less. Sydney was very well aware that Peter was manipulative and conniving but he was her mate, she wasn't going to turn on him, not without a reason anyways.

"Okay, well, what's going on?" Sydney held her breath, hoping that whatever Scott needed her help with was something slightly easier that what she had been involved with earlier. Sydney didn't want to have to help someone get out of a fire that was burning inside a cruiser, no, that was way too much for her and she'd probably have nightmares for weeks.

"Scott just dropped me off; he said he was heading out to help Kira. They managed to find a couple of werewolves who're on the dead pool."

"Okay, so what's he need my help with?"

"Just when he was about to leave, he told me that he was going to the vet's to make sure everyone was okay. He was going to find them somewhere to hide. I just get this feeling that maybe he could use an extra pair of hands."

Sydney mulled over Liam's explanation and decided that whatever was going down at the vet's, maybe she could benefit from being there. She didn't mind helping other people, people who were on the dead pool, but she was so close to being back home with Peter, who she felt like she was neglecting lately.

He had a plan of his own and while she wasn't entirely sure what it consisted of, she figured that she could get it out of him, as long as she played her part. She'd give him everything she had, she'd manage to convince him that she was loyal and devoted, which wasn't a total lie, she was loyal and devoted but to him, not his plan. She'd love the man until the day she died, so long as he didn't hurt her friends.

"No worries Liam. I'll stop there on my way home." Sydney gave in with a small sigh and knew that she'd have a lot of making up to do when she got back to the apartment. When she had left Peter earlier, she had told him to think of the most intimate place he could possibly bite her and she'd let him, that was her promise.

"I mean, you don't, you don't have to I just thought, well I don't really know who else to talk to about this stuff."

"Don't worry about it Liam. I gave you my number for a reason, I'm just trying to figure this out too."

"Thanks then, I uh, I appreciate it."

"Hey, keep yourself safe will you?" Sydney said in a teasing tone. "Take care of yourself."

"Yeah, I will, same to you."

"I'll talk to you later Liam." Sydney smiled and after he said his goodbye, she ended the call, debating whether or not to text Peter and let him know what she was doing.

She shook her head and shoved the phone into her pocket before pulling back onto the road and altering her route so that she was heading for the animal clinic. She wasn't too far away and she figured it would be a quick in and out, just to see if Scott needed her for anything.

Minutes later she pulled her car into the small parking lot of the animal clinic. She could smell an abundance of werewolves and shook her head, trying to focus her senses in on one. Sydney turned her car off, pushed her door open and climbed out, slamming the door shut behind her. She jogged towards the front door and pulled on the handle, finding that it was locked. She let out a huff of frustration and knocked furiously on the glass.

With her eyes wide, she looked into the darkened clinic and waited patiently for whoever was coming her way to spot her. When Kira the kitsune, one of her favourite people in McCall's pack, showed her face from the back hall, Sydney tossed her a wave and the young girl rushed forward, flipping the lock and letting her inside.

"Liam called me; he said that Scott might need help." Sydney explained as she stepped over the threshold. Kira nodded her understanding and waved her back.

"I have to warn you, there are a lot of werewolves in the back." Kira replied.

"I know, I can smell them, every last one of them."

Sydney let a silence fall over them as Kira led her to the back room. Scott was standing in the entryway, looking around the room at the small group of werewolves. Sydney stepped forward and glanced around, wondering if she knew any of these people.

"Syd?" Scott locked his eyes on her and she shrugged at him.

"Like I said out there, Liam called me and told me where you were." Sydney explained and continued to study the different faces in the room. She stepped around the metal table, which warranted a few low growls from the pack, but Scott had raised his hands upwards, letting them know that it was okay, that she was with him and she wasn't going to hurt any of them.

Sydney's eyes widened as she made her way around the table, the tiny little girl staring up at her, the same tiny little girl that she had met when she was in the hospital with Peter while Cora laid motionless on the bed. If Sydney recalled correctly, her name was Samantha and she had been lost in the hospital during the evacuation. The little girl had managed to get herself stuck in one of the supply closets, which is precisely where Sydney had found her.

"It's you." The little girl breathed and rushed at Sydney, wrapping her little tiny arms around Sydney's knees.

"It is me." Sydney felt her eyes filling up with tears. This little girl was part of the werewolf pack in Deaton's back room? Did that mean she was on the dead pool list? Was there someone out there who was after her, who wanted to kill such a sweet, little, innocent girl?

Hang on, if she was on the dead pool, did that mean she was some sort of supernatural creature? Had Sydney missed something when she had saved her from the closet at the hospital?

"You know her?" Scott questioned and looked between Sydney and the little girl, Samantha, who was still hugging Sydney's knees, nuzzling her nose against her thighs.

"Uh, you could say that." Sydney answered. "What's she doing here?"

"Her mother." An older lady stood up straighter and stared at Sydney with her intense gaze. When her irises flickered to a bold, fiery red, Sydney tensed.

"This is Satomi." Scott interjected, waving his hand down the length of the older woman. "And this is her pack, or well, what's left of it."

"Satomi…" Sydney repeated the name out loud, hoping that it might mean something to her. Maybe her mother knew of this Satomi, maybe Satomi knew of the Vance family.

"Yes and what might your name be?" The older lady, who Sydney now knew as Satomi, questioned her. Sydney glanced down at Samantha and the little girl loosened her grip on Sydney's legs. The young female alpha crouched down, took hold of Samantha and lifted her up, situating her so that she was resting on her hip.

"Sydney Vance." Sydney answered and Samantha squirmed for a few seconds before settling against Sydney, dropping her head down to rest on her shoulder. Sydney lifted her hand up and brushed the little girl's hair away from her eyes, looking at her face and checking her over for visible injuries.

"Vance? Did you say Vance?" Satomi questioned and Sydney nodded her head yes. "Any relation to Brynn Vance?"

Sydney, once again, nodded her head yes, "She was my mother."

"Your mother." Satomi echoed her words in a soft tone and looked Sydney up and down, studying the girl in front of her. "She was a great woman."

"So I've heard." Sydney smiled and tightened her hold on Samantha, who was snuggling into Sydney's body.

"How do you know Samantha?" Satomi pressed and even Scott and Kira were looking at Sydney, as well as everyone else in the room. This was clearly an important question, and Sydney wasn't entirely sure how to react.

"She saved me." Samantha murmured and turned her head to look at Satomi. "She found me."

"She found you?" Scott piped up.

"When we were all at the hospital during the alpha pack attack…I found her locked inside a closet so I broke the door down and helped her find her mom." Sydney explained as quickly as she could. She didn't want to get into the details; she didn't figure there was that much time.

"My mom." Samantha groaned and Sydney looked down into her eyes, sensing that something was very, very wrong.

"Her mother was one of the ones that didn't survive." Satomi nodded gravely. "And her father passed away a long time ago."

"What is she?" Sydney asked and ran her hand through Samantha's bright blonde hair.

"She's like us." Satomi answered and waved her hand around the room, "however, she was born a human."

"She's a bitten werewolf?" Sydney narrowed her eyes on the older lady.

"Yes, her father was a human; we had to bite her in order to save her."

"I was sick." Samantha whispered and Sydney looked around the room, the many werewolves nodding along, confirming the story that Satomi was helping Sydney piece together.

"So you bit her and turned her?" Sydney inquired, more for confirmation than anything.

"We had no other choice."

"Can I stay with you?" Samantha looked up at Sydney with her big blue eyes, which were now welling up with tears.

Sydney held the little girl's gaze for a few more seconds before lifting her head up and connecting her gaze with Satomi's. Sydney wasn't entirely sure what to do, on one hand she would love nothing more than to take this little girl and protect her, at least Sydney would know that she'd be safer with her. On the other hand though, she had to go back to the apartment, back to Peter and she wasn't entirely sure what he would do about her showing up with a little girl in her possession.

"I can vouch for Syd." Scott piped up, sensing that the little girl wasn't going to be easy to convince to stay with her pack. "She's a good protector."

Sydney wasn't sure what Scott was basing his comment on but at least the true alpha knew that Stiles trusted Sydney and if Stiles trusted her, well, that had to mean something. She hadn't ever tried to kill Scott and even though she disliked Lydia, and Malia, Sydney hadn't hurt them in any way, shape or form either. Maybe Scott had more faith in her than she first believed.

"You can assure us that you'll do everything you can to keep her safe?" Satomi stepped forward.

"Uh, wow, um, yes, yes I will." Sydney breathed the words out.

"If you'd like, I'll allow her to stay with you, until it's safe for us to take her back." Satomi continued and Sydney knew that if this alpha, this older, powerful alpha trusted her, maybe she could handle taking care of Samantha for a short period of time after all.

"If she really wants to stay with me, I'll take her." Sydney murmured and Samantha ran her hands up and over Sydney's shoulders, clinging to her with everything she had.

"I want to stay with you." Samantha repeated her words, her tone still soft and low.

"I won't let anything happen to her." Sydney offered and Satomi nodded, giving her silent permission to look after the little girl in her arms.

"Be good little one." Satomi said softly and Samantha glanced back at the alpha, nodding her understanding.

"Is there anything else I can do?" Sydney spoke up and looked around the room. Satomi shook her head no, as did Scott. Kira smiled at Sydney and nodded her understanding.

"We can handle it from here." Scott stated firmly. "Thanks though."

Sydney nodded her understanding and looked down into Samantha's blue eyes, "what do you say we get out of her then, huh sweetheart?"

The little girl nodded her head yes and Sydney held her tighter, making sure that she had a decent hold on the little female werewolf. Satomi gave Sydney another nod and Kira waved for Sydney to move forward, following her back out to the front of the animal clinic. Sydney stood behind Kira as the kitsune unlocked the door and opened it for Sydney.

"Be careful." Kira said softly.

"You too Kira. You guys call me if you need me, okay?"

"Sure." Kira nodded.

With that, Sydney was off. She wandered through the parking lot, Samantha clinging to her as she moved. When she approached her car, the little girl began squirming and Sydney lowered down, setting her feet on the ground. She unlocked the car, opened the passenger side door and watched as Samantha clambered inside, situating herself into a sitting position in the seat.

Sydney gently shut the door and started making her way around the front of the car, pausing to look back at the animal clinic. Kira was standing inside the door and she tossed a wave in Sydney's direction.

With the little girl in her car, Sydney squeezed her eyes shut and prayed that she could protect her. She didn't want anyone else to die, except, of course, for Kate Argent, yes, the former hunter still needed to pay.

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Samantha wasn't going to be letting go of Sydney, not by a long shot. When she had pulled into the apartment parking lot, Samantha had immediately tried to free herself from the seatbelt and crawl across into Sydney's lap. The female alpha told Samantha to wait and before the little girl knew it, Sydney was at the door, helping her out of the car and hoisting her back up against her hip.

It was surprisingly easy, getting the girl to calm down, and as Sydney climbed the stairs, she couldn't help but notice that the little girl in her arms had fallen asleep. Okay so maybe children weren't so bad after all, maybe she could handle protecting Samantha. All she had to do was feed her, make sure she went to the bathroom and put her to sleep at night, right? Maybe parenting wasn't that hard, maybe Sydney could do it.

Samantha's breathing was even and her heartbeat was steady by the time Sydney managed to get the apartment door open. She stepped inside and quietly shut the door behind her, glancing around and spotting Peter sitting on the couch.

"Good you're back!" He exclaimed and rose to his feet. Sydney threw the lock across and flipped her boots off with her feet, still clinging to the sound asleep Samantha in her hold.

When Peter turned around to face her, his eyes widened at the sight of his mate cradling a little girl, a vaguely familiar little girl. He scoured his memories, trying to remember where he had seen this particular blonde haired child before.

"Be quiet, she's sleeping." Sydney whispered and wandered towards him, gingerly readjusting her hold on the girl. Peter cocked his head as Sydney moved towards him.

"Who is she?" He asked, his voice just barely louder than a whisper. Okay, so apparently he understood that if he woke her up, then they'd actually have to deal with the girl. He was definitely on the same page as Sydney now.

"Samantha, she's the little girl from the hospital, remember, when Cora was sick." Sydney murmured and ran her hand over the back of Samantha's head. "I made a pit stop on my way home."

"Where?"

"Deaton's. Scott and Kira were there, watching over a pack of wolves." Sydney answered and felt Samantha move the slightest bit in her hold.

"A pack of wolves?"

"Satomi's pack to be exact." Sydney nodded.

"Satomi?"

"Yeah. Anyways, Samantha's mother was a werewolf in her pack but she uh, well she didn't make it."

Peter studied Sydney's eyes, "how did you end up with her then?"

"When I walked into the room with all the others, she came running at me and asked if she could stay with me. Scott vouched for me and Satomi said that I could take her for the time being. Peter, whoever was after them before they got to the clinic are still after them. There's no way they'd all survive if they had to look after her."

"So you brought her here?"

"I can protect her." Sydney said, softly and firmly.

Peter let out a frustrated sigh and Sydney glared at him. She knew he wasn't going to be happy, she did, but she also knew that Samantha needed to be taken care of. There was something about the girl that tugged at Sydney's heart. It probably had something to do with the fact that her mother was dead, yes, Sydney could relate to that. At least if Samantha was with them, she'd be safe, especially with Sydney and the control she hoped she still had over the berserkers. No one was going to harm anyone if Sydney had anything to say about it.

"What are you going to do with her?" Peter asked, looking at her, wondering what the hell she was thinking.

"Right now, I'm going to go put in her bed."

"And what about you and I?"

"I'm staying with her; you can sleep on the couch." Sydney pointed out and looked down at the piece of furniture in question. "She's not leaving my sight."

Peter threw his hands up into the air in defeat and motioned for Sydney to go, to put the girl to bed.

She walked past him, brushing against him in the process, and headed right for the bedroom. Sydney reached out and flipped the light on, stepping into the room and gently laying the little girl on the bed. Standing in front of the dresser, she pulled out a clean shirt before stripping off the one she had worn to the loft. Sydney put the new shirt on and wandered towards the end of the bed, dropping her butt down, sitting there silently as she listened to the little girl snoring. When she glanced back, she noticed her stuffed wolf in the pillows nearby and prayed that Samantha would be okay for the night.

"Sydney!" Peter's voice gently called out to her and from her spot on the end of the bed, she heard him easily. "Come here?"

Sydney let out a sigh and slapped her hands against her jean clad thighs before making her way to her feet. She was exhausted, tired from all the excitement surrounding her life. All she really wanted to do was climb under the covers and sleep without a care in the world, right next to Samantha. Was it so much to ask for a simple life, a life without the threat of death and destruction at every turn?

Simple answer: yes it was.

Without any more hesitation, she took off for the bedroom door, flipping the light off as she passed it. She paused and pulled the door shut so as not to disturb Samantha for the time being and when she wandered into the rest of the apartment she was expecting Peter to be perched at the island or maybe even still standing in the middle of the room but, just like everything else that seemed to be rubbing her the wrong way, he was not where he should have been. She twisted around and finally located him back in the living room.

He was sitting on the couch again, legs outstretched in front of him, feet on the coffee table and a curious look etched on his face. Sydney slowly closed the distance between her and him and when she was about three feet away from him, she stopped and looked at him, wondering what the hell he wanted her for this time.

"What?" She drawled out, not in a rude way but not in a totally polite way either.

"There's something I want to try." He stated and if that was supposed to clear up her confusion, it did nothing of the sort. She furrowed her eyebrows together and stared at him, curious to find out what he was going on about. Try something? What did that even mean?

"Are you hungry, if you're hungry you can just ask." She pointed out and crossed her arms over her chest. Her gray long sleeve shirt was crisp and clean and hugged her in all the right places. It was weird though to Peter. He had never really seen her in anything other than a t-shirt, or at most a jacket.

"I'm not- no this is important." He argued and straightened up on the couch. Peter's arm extended towards her and she looked at him. He beckoned her to move towards him with his fingers and when she was close enough for him to reach her, he latched on to her wrist and guided her.

Sydney hadn't been expecting him to pull her onto his lap or to straddle his thighs but that's exactly what he had done. He moved her hands up and set them on his shoulders, his face level with her neck as she sat straight up.

"Couch sex?" Sydney inquired and tilted her head to the side. Surely he could go one night without sex but she had to admit, this seemed like a decent compromise. Peter let out a frustrated growl and wiggled his hips, forcing his own body to move slightly, rising up so that his eyes were level with hers.

"First of all, if I wanted to try that I wouldn't have asked and second of all, not everything is about sex." He scolded her and she rolled her head back. "Especially not with that child here."

"Well then what do you want to try?"

Peter didn't bother using his words to answer, at least not just yet. He reached up and took hold of her right hand, placing it at the back of his neck. His eyes never left hers as he fumbled with her fingers, moving them individually until they were placed along his spine. She felt the tips of her nails digging into his skin just enough so that her fingers wouldn't slip away but she still wasn't entirely sure what his plan was.

"You're an alpha and there are some things that I can teach you. I know that you said your mother showed you how but I doubt you've had any practice since-"

"Hold up, you're going to let me look into your memories?" She stared at him in disbelief. She wasn't aware that there was anyone on the face of the earth that he would trust enough to let see into his memories yet here she was, preparing herself to do just that.

"Well certain memories." He smirked at her and she knew that there was more to this exercise than just showing her what he remembered. "Unless you've had lots of practice then there are places in my mind that you won't be able to get to, not yet at least."

"Are you going to let me see who you've been kissing under the slides at recess?" She asked, her tone laced with sarcasm.

"There's so many more important memories that I'd rather you look at." He jeered and she tensed at the feeling of his hand pressing gently against the back of hers, the one on his neck. "Now are you going to use your claws or would you rather try to break through my skin with your blunt human fingernails?"

Sydney fought off the desire to growl at him and forced her claws to the surface. She felt her irises flash red in the process but, her eyes trained on Peter, he didn't even flinch. She could feel the tips of her claws biting into his skin but she didn't dare put any pressure behind her fingers, not while his hand was still resting on the back of hers.

"Happy?"

"Come on now Sydney, you should be enjoying this." He baited and brought the hand not at the back of his neck around her waist, his own fingers biting into her hip. She tensed and leaned forward, her chest closing the distance to his.

"What if I do it wrong? I could paralyze you-"

"You didn't paralyze that little girl when you did it to her, did you?"

Sydney took her left hand and pressed it against his chest as she took a deep breath in. When she had tried to see into her young friend's memories when she was in fourth grade she most definitely hadn't paralyzed her, the poor girl was screaming and thrashing at the time but there was a whole other set of concerns here and now. She didn't want to paralyze him, she knew she could also kill him but he seemed perfectly content to let her try.

"Her name was Lindsay and no I didn't."

"So if you did it without hurting Lindsay, why are you concerned about hurting me?"

"Why are you making me do this?" She countered without bothering to dignify his question with a direct response at all. "Why's this so important to you?"

"As an alpha it's a valuable skill to have. People trust you and if you were put in a position where seeing someone's memories is necessary, I'd like for you to be able to do it. It might also be beneficial, in the future, for you to be able to share your own memories with other people."

"You mean make them see what I saw? If you had the chance, would you make Kate relive the fire?"

"Absolutely."

"And if you were me, would you make her watch my parents be slaughtered?"

"I would." Peter answered her, his eyes locked on hers and a stone cold expression on his face. "But that's not what you should be focusing on right now. I want you to learn this skill."

Sydney's eyes fell shut for a second before she opened them back up and stared at him. He made no move to squirm or object and she leaned forward, closing the distance between their faces, pressing her lips against his. His fingers dug into her hip further as he held her steady and she fought off the groan growing in the back of her throat and the hold he had. The tips of her claws buried themselves deeper into his flesh at the back of his neck and she felt the pressure from his own hand on hers, as though he were trying to force her claws into his neck.

With his lips still pressed against hers, his grip on her hips tightening ever so slightly, Peter gave one final jerk of his hand and her claws sliced almost effortlessly into his spine. She let out a gasp but felt her eyes going blurry, the scene in the apartment slowly fading away.

Flashes of his memory from the time Derek had disappeared, shortly after Boyd's death, filled her vision and she couldn't narrow in on just one yet. The memories were moving too fast. One second she was watching Peter mosey across the loft as he spoke to Cora and Stiles, the next second there was visions of him sitting at the island in the kitchen, watching as Sydney headed towards the bathroom.

She watched him sitting there, his ears perked and listening as the water in the tub was turned on. The Peter in his memory shook his head and dropped his attention down to the book in front of him. Sydney simply watched him, flipping through the pages of the book before the very own sound of her pounding heart echoed into the apartment. Still watching him, he straightened up and locked his eyes on the door, clearly interested in why her heart was pounding in the shower. He shook his head with a smirk and dropped his gaze back down to the book in front of him.

When her faint voice called his name, he cocked his head at the sound and watched the bathroom door, waiting for her to appear. She knew full well what was going on in the bathroom; she would never be able to forget the panic, the fear of not being able to breathe. Seconds later her voice sounded out for a second and third time, desperately calling out to him. Before she could witness him charging the bathroom, her vision blurred yet again and when it cleared up, she was at the school.

Peter marched through the halls, clearly on a mission, and he didn't slow down until he approached an empty classroom, well empty except for the woman known as Jennifer Blake standing casually inside. Sydney wasn't entirely sure if it was voluntary or just a spasm but she swore she could feel his grip on her hip tighten. Was this what he wanted her to see?

"You." The woman crossed her arms over her chest and stepped towards Peter

"Rumour has it you're not just sacrificing anymore; you're eliminating threats now too." Peter matched her movements with his own, closing in on her.

Sydney watched as they circled each other, Jennifer Blake following Peter with her eyes while he wandered around her, studying her, trying to pinpoint her weakness.

"I'm not entirely sure what you're getting at here." The darach scoffed.

"Don't play dumb now. You don't need to take the girl."

"You mean Derek's girl? Sydney? Is that her name?" Sydney simply watched. Was that what the darach had thought of her, that she belonged to Derek? Did Jennifer Blake assume she was somehow romantically involved with Derek and that Sydney would ruin her plans? "Of course I need to take her, she's the biggest threat there is."

Peter came to a stop in front of her, "To you? She's not a threat to you. She and Derek are nothing."

Sydney could feel the tension in his body, the panic rushing through his veins. Even though she knew the outcome of this particular memory (that she would eventually be cured) she was still nervous.

"After what I saw the other day, she is obviously a very real threat."

"Not to you!" Peter's voice was loud and intimidating yet the woman didn't budge. "She's nothing to Derek! Nothing! She's my-"

"She's your what?" Jennifer Blake asked, her voice eerily calm as though she had stumbled onto something of great importance.

Sydney didn't miss the territorial growl and when she tried to look at the teacher, she knew that she hadn't missed it either.

"She's mine."

Sydney swore her body shivered at his words. This memory had taken place days before they had become mated. Did that mean that Peter had wanted her even when he claimed he didn't? Had he actually had feelings for her before she had convinced him to tell her that he loved her?

Was this his way of proving that she had always meant more to him than he had let on?

"She needs to die." Miss Blake's voice brought Sydney's focus back to the scene unfolding in front of her very eyes.

"She's not going to get in the way of your sacrificing. Let her live." Peter seemed calmer now but she could still tell by his tense stance that he was expecting her to put up a fight.

"You want me to just let her live? What's the fun in that? Surely you didn't expect me to let her go out of the goodness of my own heart."

"What do you want?" Peter asked the woman.

"You mean besides the elimination of one very threatening woman? You give me Scott McCall's mother, when I need her." This woman had believed Sydney to be a decent threat from the second she laid eyes on her. Maybe Sydney should have given the woman more credit but in the end, she was the one who had been lit on fire, she was the one who had her throat shredded. Whether the woman believed Sydney was a threat or not at that exact point in time didn't matter because now Sydney was the one still breathing.

"Done," He breathed out, "now let her go."

She felt the school going blurry again and she squeezed her eyes shut.

Seconds later, when her eyes popped open, she found herself staring into the icy blue eyes of Peter Hale, who was still caged under her thighs. He remained silent but at the same time as she did, he pulled on her claws and freed them from his neck. Sydney never broke her gaze with him and when his hand that had been guiding hers came around her waist, she leaned against him, eliminating any space between their bodies.

"You did all that for me?" Her voice was barely louder than a whisper and she slowly rested her forehead against his.

"You're worth it."

"You're crazy if you think that." She murmured and tilted her head, her lips lingering on his. As if she hadn't been confused enough when it came to Peter lately, he had to go and show her that? Why couldn't things with him just be simple, black and white, right and wrong?

"I believe you once told me that I was lucky to have a goddess like you in my life. I'll deny it to anyone else but I took those words to heart."

"I changed my mind though remember, I'm a queen." Sydney said softly. "And you're my king."

"Well, how can I argue with that?"

"You can't, but I just have one question." Sydney's lips turned upwards into a smile and she gave him a quick kiss.

"What's that?"

"What would you have done if you couldn't bargain with her?" Sydney questioned. "She had me by a thread; she would have killed me if you couldn't get her to back down."

"Then I would have ripped her apart."

"Is that supposed to be a turn on?" Sydney cocked her head to the side. "I mean, I kind of think that'd be sexy as hell to watch."

"Me ripping her apart?"

"For me. Everything's sexy to a girl when you do it for them." She grinned.

"Not to alarm you but unless you want me to take you right here on the couch, you're going to have to let me up. Not to mention that dear little Samantha in the other room might hear"

"Hmm I could but you're looking at it all wrong." She moved her hands around to the back of his neck and held on to him.

"How do you mean?"

"Well in all fairness I've got you right where I want. As your alpha, I think it's time you start letting me take control, plus she's out cold Peter. She's not going to wake up, and if she does, we'll hear her before she can ever get out of the bedroom."

Peter simply looked at her, waiting for her next words. She let out a laugh and leaned in, kissing him once again. When she rocked her hips forward he couldn't help but wonder what else she'd be willing to do if he just let her take control.

There was really only one way to find out.

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Author's Note:

Liam contacting Sydney in order to try and help Scott, how sweet! And little Samantha has made her way back into Sydney's life, how do you guys feel about Sydney taking care of her for the time being? How do you guys feel about Sam in general? Peter letting Sydney see what he went through when he saved her from Jennifer Blake, part of his plan to keep her close or does he genuinely want her to know how he felt at the time (maybe a manipulation)?

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cecld16: Liam's not stupid but he hasn't told Scott yet, maybe he's going to feel it out before he makes any big decisions. She is technically keeping it a secret but she's doing that so that she has the element of surprise if she ever needs it (sounds a lot like Peter's idea lol), more and more people are gradually finding out. Thank you so much for the review, I hope you enjoyed the latest installment and I'd love to know what you thought about it!

Guest: Parrish does know she's in a relationship but at this current time, he doesn't know who it's with. I will just tell you this, Parrish will find out about her and Peter. Thank you so much for the review, how did you like this chapter?

OutlawqueenFTW: Um yes, why wouldn't she lol. How'd you like this chapter?

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