A/N: Hello, my loves~ I'm back~ And I'm just gonna say nothing really notable happened. LOOL. I just drank lots of water, took a couple Advil, and slept a lot. Now I'm all better. :D So much better that I'm craving chocolate so I'm sitting here, updating, with a Godiva milk chocolate with almonds candy bar in my hand. :)

Um... also, I apologize in advance if Derek is too OOC. I tried, okay?

THURSDAY
MARCH 31, 2011

Scott pulled out his cell phone, and texted Allison. Matt and Scott then left the room, and Jackson turned away, standing guard.

"Hey," Stiles whispered. "You know what's happening to Matt?"

"I know the book's not gonna help him," Derek responded easily. "You can just break the rules. Not like this."

"What do you mean?" Stiles inquired.

"Universe balances things out," Derek told him. "Always does."

Stiles took a glance at Derek. "Is it because he's using Jackson to kill people who don't deserve it?"

"And killing people himself," Derek added.

"So if breaks the rules of the kanima, he becomes the kanima?"

"Balance."

"Will he believe us if we tell him that?"

I snorted from where I lied. "Highly doubtful," I commented.

"Okay…" Stiles said. "He's gonna kill all of us when he gets that book, isn't he?"

"Yep," Derek bluntly informed.

"Alright, so what do we do?" Stiles asked impatiently. "Do we just… Do we just sit here and wait to die?"

"I think I have more to worry about than you do, Stiles," I sighed heavily. I was pretty sure Matt was going to do something – sexual, as much as I hate to think about it – before killing me. Oh God. That'd be horrible. I was not going to let that happen to me, and I was not going to let Matt kill all of us.

"It won't happen," Derek said firmly. "Not with what you and I are doing…"

"… What are you two doing?" Stiles inquired. He probably glanced down to look at Derek's hand, because I heard him blanche out, "Aw, gross."

I tuned out Matt's "righteous" speech, focusing on pushing the toxin out of my body. I needed to do this. This was my priority. I was pretty sure because of my head injury earlier, I was healing a lot faster than Derek.

A few minutes later of silence, Stiles asked, "So… is that hypothetical situation we talked about getting any less hypothetical?"

"I think so," Derek responded. "I can move my toes."

Stiles sighed heavily. "Dude, I can move my toes."

"If it's any consolation," I said to the two males. "I can feel my legs. I just need a bit longer." C'mon. C'mon.

I could feel my butt now. It was really numb, pressed against the hard marble floor. After all, all I had on to protect it was a dress and underwear.

Once I was able to push all the toxins out, I pulled my claws away, and gasped silently. Could I risk moving right now? I shot a quick look to Jackson.

No. Not unless Derek was free, too.

Strength in numbers.

All of the sudden, the lights went out. Alarms went off, echoing loudly and I heard the sounds of bullets bursting through the windows, hitting the walls, the desks, everything. Taking advantage of the confusion, I shot up, and kicked Jackson in the back, making him fly right towards Scott.

My best friend pushed Jackson aside and Derek groaned as I helped him up. "Take him!" Derek ordered. "Go!"

Derek and I quickly transformed, and we rushed off.

The Argents were here. Jackson ran off after Scott and Stiles, but we had to get out of here. "You take that side," Derek ordered. "We need to find Matt before the Argents do."

"Got it," I nodded, running down the left hall. There was too much noise for me to locate Matt, and whatever bombs the Argents threw in negated our smelling.

I turned a corner and stopped in my tracks. I looked at the tall brunette that stood before me, dressed to kill – literally. She cocked her crossbow. "Where's Derek, Sindy?" she demanded.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" I hissed. "I knew it was a horrible idea trusting you."

"I don't want to hurt you, Sindy," Allison said, but she didn't lower her crossbow. "I only want Derek."

"Good," I replied, a surge of protectiveness flowing through me. No one was getting to my mate. "Because I want to hurt you." I roared, and charged right at her.

She dodged my claws and shot her crossbow. I did a back bend, dodging her attack before flying back up. She smartly maintained her distance, keeping far away so I couldn't come near her to hit her.

I rolled on the ground, dodging more of her little arrows. I landed next to the dead body of a deputy, and spotted the gun. I quickly withdrew it before jumping out of another shot.

I hit behind a desk, took off the safety, aimed the weapon, and fired.

Allison let out a cry of pain and I heard her weapon drop. I stood up from where I was and walked over to her. She was glaring up at me and she tried to reach for her crossbow.

I kicked the weapon away and pointed the gun up at her face. "You're not the only one who can use a trajectory weapon." I was the sheriff's daughter after all.

"Are you going to kill me?" Allison asked venomously, glaring up at me with dark brown eyes.

I scoffed. "I'm not like you," I replied, before hitting her with the weapon. She collapsed to the ground and I threw the gun. "Killing isn't the answer to everything for me." Though Matt might be an exception.

I darted off, looking for an actual person that I could trust. I heard a roar through all the noise.

Derek.

I headed down the hall, leaping over the (unfortunately) dead bodies of the deputies and skidded into the cells. Jackson launched himself at Derek, and I moved to run after Matt.

However, I heard a heavy thump and whirled around. I took a quick glance at the door and made my decision in a split second. I threw myself at Jackson, pulling him off of Derek before doing a backflip, kicking the kanima right in the face.

Scott appeared, and grabbed the kanima, throwing him away from the cell Melissa was kept in. I had kicked Jackson to the wall nearby. Jackson let out a roar, before running off.

Derek and I scowled, running after Jackson. It was futile, however, as Jackson was completely gone. I hate lizards.

Just then, I heard hushed voices, one coming from Scott and the other… Gerard.

"What are you doing here?" Scott demanded. "It wasn't supposed to happen like this."

"Trust me, I'm aware of that," Gerard responded.

"I've done everything that you've asked of me," Scott said in a rushed tone. "I'm part of Derek's pack, I've given you all the information you wanted, I told you Matt was controlling Jackson–"

"Then leave him to us," Gerard interrupted. "Help your friends. Leave Matt and Jackson to me. Deal with your mother. Go!"

"You dropped this."

"Go!"

Scott rushed off, flying past Derek and I, who were leaning against the wall, listening in. Derek and I exchanged looks. Could we trust anyone these days?

Derek grasped my hand, and led me outside. I slipped into the passenger seat of his Camaro, and we made our escape.

He drove and drove, but for some odd reason, he was driving down to the Hale House instead of the lair in the subway station. As he drove, I couldn't help but remember that the last time I was here, I was close to my death.

The last time I was here… Kate was here.

I closed my eyes, remembering the flashes of the hallucination I had of Derek at Lydia's party. I was pretty sure there was wolfsbane in the juice… no way could it have affected everyone like that. Werewolves were immune to most poisons for humans, but they did share one poison: wolfsbane. It affected everyone: werewolves and humans alike.

"A child like me…" I mumbled softly, looking out the window. I couldn't help but think that whatever I was hallucinating was right.

I took a glance at Derek, taking in his profile. There was no denying that Derek wasn't a boy. He was a man, and a very attractive one at that. I looked down at my hands, noting how tiny they were. And I was a girl.

It was always man and woman. Boy and girl. Never man and girl. I bit my lower lip and then asked, "Could you just… drive me home, instead?"

"Not until you tell me what's going on with you," Derek said, pressing down on the gas even more. I felt the car accelerate, pushing for us to head to his destination faster. "Something's wrong with you, Sindy."

"Why are you with me, Derek?" I blurted out.

Derek took a glance at me and replied, "Because you're my mate."

"No," I shook my head. "I mean… why are you with me, with me. Why…" My heart clenched painfully at the thought, "why aren't you with a different woman?"

The car screeched to a halt so suddenly that if I wasn't wearing my seatbelt, I was pretty sure I'd be thrown out the windshield. Instead, though, my air supply was cut off suddenly before I fell back in my seat.

Derek's eyes flashed red as he turned to look at me. "What the hell possessed you to think that?" I pursed my lips together. "Sindy," he said in a warning tone.

I played with the hem of my dress. "At Lydia's party… there was a drink… and I think wolfsbane was in it," I said quietly. Derek stayed quiet, waiting for me to continue. He knew I had more. "I… I hallucinated. You appeared. You scared me."

A large hand clasped over mine, and I exhaled deeply and shakily. "You called me weak, y'know… You asked me why I thought you enjoyed being with a child like me when you've been with a woman like Kate. And then… you said something about when a mate dies, they sometimes move on."

Derek took his hand off mine and stepped out of his car. When the door slammed shut, my bottom lip quivered. A sob escaped from my chest and I moved my hands up to wipe away my tears.

The door to my seat suddenly opened, and a woodsy scent washed over me as Derek leaned over, unbuckling my seat belt. He pulled me out of the car and closed the door, before gently pushing me against the car.

He moved my hands away from my face and cupped my face, making him look up. "Sindy," he said quietly, gently. "Sindy, look at me." When I didn't, he forcefully but gently, lifted my head up. "Look at me, Sindy," he repeated firmly.

My eyelids slowly opened, and they met with his pale green that was mixed with a tinge of brown in the center. He was looking down patiently at me and once he was sure he had my complete attention, he began, "Sindy, you're the strongest person I know. As a human, in the past couple of months, you've dealt with things people can only imagine what you've gone through. You've look at fear and death in the eyes, multiple times. Yes," he said. "Yes, you're young."

I waited for what he'd say more about my age.

"But that just means you have more time to grow," Derek said, leaning in. He nuzzled my cheek, brushing his scruff against mine. I leaned into his touch, a small whine slipping past my lips. "That means when you become an actual woman, you'll be twice, or thrice the woman Kate ever was. Hell, even as a girl – a young woman, to be exact – you're much more mature and definitely the most beautiful and sexiest little thing I've ever seen – with a little spitfire to match."

Against my will, a laugh escaped my throat, and I could feel his cheek tighten as the corner of his lips pulled up. He ghosted hips lips over my ear and said quietly, "I love you, Sindy."

He bent down, capturing my lips with his. I stood on my toes, and pressed against his chest just as he slipped his tongue inside of my mouth.

I whimpered as his hands moved from my cheeks for his arms to snake around my waist. He pulled me flush against him and I threw my arms around his neck.

My chest exploded and I heard Derek's low growl shake my body. He hoisted me up, my ankles locked as they swung themselves around Derek's hips.

He began to stride quickly away from his car. Where, I wasn't sure exactly, but all I knew was that I trust Derek. I love him, and I'd be right at his side no matter where he went.

I heard the sounds of wood creaking and felt myself be elevated… upstairs. We were in the Hale House…

My thoughts were further confirmed when lowered me, with him right on top of me. I moaned softly as his hands traveled up my body. I felt him remove my thin belt, feeling the strap slide out from under me before being thrown aside.

His hands rubbed up and down my legs, and I moaned softly. Derek pushed my dress up slowly, making sure his fingers brushed against my skin softly. A breathless sigh escaped from my lips at his feather-like touch, much gentler than his usual.

I raised my arms for him to take off the dress, and Derek leaned down, kissing me again. I returned it and Derek's hand trailed up and down my side, brushing over my bra. He lowered the straps and I moved my arms to extract my limbs from the garment.

Derek removed the bra slowly, all the while moving his kisses down. He kissed down my neck, massaging my breasts gently together. I let out a pleased whimper, body shaking slightly when he licked over my mark.

He suckled on the skin and I arched my back in response, pulling him to me. He licked along my sternum and his tongue flicked over my hard nipples. I rubbed my body against him, and he engulfed my left breast into his mouth, his left hand rubbing against my right breast.

He pressed his face down into my chest and I gasped, my heart rate speeding up. I felt him relax, feeling my throbbing hard beneath his face, before he pulled back. His tongue flicked over the tip one more time, before he continued his pathway down my body.

His tongue dipped into my belly button as he passed, but otherwise, he continued just kissing, nipping, and licking at my skin as he moved further and further south of my body. I gasped when I felt his hot breath against my panties. The wetness that leaked from me made me more sensitive, as he blew gently above where my button was, and I moaned softly, feeling more liquid seep from me.

Derek grasped both sides of my underwear, and slow dragged the cotton-lace down. I shivered as my most sensitive area was exposed to the cool room… and from the completely focused look on Derek's face.

He leaned down, nuzzling his nose into my curls, and I moaned when he rubbed against my clit – swollen and overly sensitive from him. He pulled back briefly, only for a loud cry to escape from me as he ran his tongue up my slit, making sure to collect every drip of juice that had leaked out of me.

His tongue flattened against me, and a breathless gasp escaped from me as he continued to lap at me. I tossed my head back, moaning loudly when he bit lightly down on my little nub, and tugged at it gently. He released my clit, and slid two fingers inside of me and with my sensitive ears, I could hear the gentle squish from my juices.

I whimpered beneath him, throwing my arm over my head, arching my back as I yearned for more of his touch. He lapped at me, making small humming sounds as I writhed beneath him.

I spread my legs wide and my fingers tangled into Derek's dark locks. I squeaked when his tongue lips moved down to my lower ones, and slid his tongue into me. His thumb pressed against my clit and I sighed softly.

Derek withdrew his tongue and I shivered when he moved back up my body, before placing his lips over mine. I moaned softly, my fingers twirling around the hairs at the back of his neck.

I reached down his body, and my brows furrowed when I felt the fabric of his shirt. I pulled away from Derek, and frowned. Derek looked at me, confused. "What's wrong?"

I pouted slightly. "You're still clothed," I commented. Derek smirked and reached for the neckline of his shirt. I watched as he pulled the article of clothing up, and I licked my lips gently when I saw his skin revealed to me.

Derek leaned back down, and I circled my arms around his neck. I pressed my forehead against his, and I smiled. He looked down at me, and smiled as well. My heart fluttered, and just looking into his eyes, it made me wonder why I even considered doubting him.

Derek loves me… and I could see it in his eyes.

He leaned down, gently pecking my cheek. My eyes fluttered close before he placed his lips over mine. My arms snaked down his body, going to the waistband of his jeans.

Unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, our kiss grew more heated as our tongues and teeth met. Derek pulled back from me and he finished pulling down his jeans, along with his boxer briefs.

Derek leaned down, kissing me. I returned it eagerly and his arms snaked around my waist, pulling me towards him. His arousal pressed against my lower stomach and I moaned softly into his mouth. Slowly, he turned me around so my back was pressed against his chest.

He angled my head so he could continue kissing me – all the while massaging my breasts. He positioned me slightly, so I was resting high on my knees while he sat back on his calves. I felt his arousal prodding my entrance, slicking its tip with my juices.

I shivered against him gently, and his lips trailed down my cheek, past my chin, and directly to my mark. His tongue lapped at the mark, and he slowly eased himself in. I cried out in pleasure, arching my back, and he bit down on my mark slowly.

I whimpered and fell forward onto my hands, shivering slightly as Derek moved in and out of me shallowly. I angled my head back, and Derek leaned down to kiss me. I returned his kiss, slipping my tongue into his mouth as he continued to move in and out of me.

Releasing a long moan into his mouth, I pulled back in order to push myself up correctly, allowing Derek to thrust better. I mewled in pleasure as the pit in my stomach kept building – stronger and stronger.

Derek grunted and growled in response to my moans and mewls, and began to thrust harder as he felt me tightening around him. I gripped the dark bed sheets tightly, arching my back. Derek's hands kept me steady, squeezing my breasts to reign me in and hold me down as I climbed higher and higher, my voice escalating with me.

I released around him with a high-pitched scream beneath him. As he shallowly pulled out of me, I felt my juices slide down my thighs before he thrust back inside me. I whimpered and clutched the bed sheets even tighter.

Derek then pulled out of me, and I moaned at the loss, but he quickly made up for it by flipping me over on the bed, before sliding back inside me. I threw my arms up above me and Derek grabbed my hips, thrusting into me at a rhythmic, hard pace.

My breathing came out in gasps and my eyes opened to lock onto Derek's verdant ones. His eyes didn't stray once from my face, and then he released my hips, before covering my body with his.

I threw my arms around his back as he continued to move, and his lips ghosted over my mark. In response, I angled my neck and placed my upper teeth against his own mark, and I slowly felt my canines elongating.

Derek continued to move – no, pound – into me, as I quickly headed for my next peak again. "Ah!" I cried out multiple times, and my teeth slightly pierced his skin. He groaned and began to move even faster, and I was finding it difficult to catch my breath.

"D – Derek!" his name came out in a stutter, as he continued to move.

"Sindy…" he groaned in response, right into the crook of my neck. "Come for me, Sindy. Come for me, my mate."

I purred against his skin and began to feel myself tense as my orgasm building. His pace didn't falter the slightest, and after a particular hard thrust – I came all around him. I scratched at his back, nails digging into his skin, and I bit down on him to muffle my scream.

He roared right next to me and sped up and I took shaky breaths before he stiffened and then bit down on me roughly. That set me off again, and I screamed as Derek thrust slowly, but roughly into me, riding out his orgasm.

As both he and I settled down from our highs, I whimpered into his skin, feeling my teeth begin to detract. I lapped at his skin, and I could feel it healing beneath me. He did the same to my own bite wound, and before I knew it, the skin was closed again.

Derek kneeled above me, and slid out of me. I felt his cum slip out of me slowly, before he lied down next to me. I nuzzled into his side, and he threw his arm around me, pulling me flush against him. He kissed the top of my head, and I sighed into his firm chest.

"I love you," I declared softly.

He kissed my head again, nuzzling the locks. "I love you, too."

I began to trace a pattern over his chest, and then I asked, "Hey, Derek?"

"Hm?" my mate responded, running his hand through my hair.

"How come I healed so fast?" I pulled back to look at him. "I thought wounds from an Alpha take longer to heal."

"It's different with mates," Derek replied, looking down at me calmly. "The stronger the bond – the faster the healing process. Even if the mate is close to death, if the bond is strong enough, it just might be enough to fully heal them."

"… Death?" I inquired, and then I suddenly remembered Hallucination-Derek's words. "I have another question."

"What is it?"

"When I was… hallucinating, the you I hallucinated said that sometimes, werewolves moved on after a mate dies. Is that true?"

"For most werewolves, no," Derek shook his head. "But it has happened. Mates are generally for life, but there have been the few occasions where wolves have mated with someone who they only thought was their destined mate, only to find their true mate after."

I furrowed my brows. "How do you know I'm your 'true mate'?" I pulled my hands away from him to even make the quotes.

Derek chuckled and pulled me back to him. "Because you make me feel liberated in this constricting world," he told me. "For the first time in the six years since my family's deaths, I feel… happy. And it's you that did that, Sindy. You brought me out of the dark. You're mine forever."

He nuzzled into my face, and I whined softly, running my leg up against his. "As you're mine," I agreed. "I have another question, though."

"Hm?" Derek hummed gently.

"So we're emotionally bounded, right?" Derek nodded. "What happens if we find someone we're sexually attracted to? Not that I'm saying I am! It's just a what if situation. Like, what if you see this really hot, tall, sexy brunette. Y'know. Hormones."

Derek rolled his eyes. "First off, I like that you're tiny." I knew it. "And second, that's impossible."

I furrowed my brows in confusion. "Elaborate?"

"Your body will never have the same response to anyone else but me. Mating isn't just a spiritual thing, Sindy. It's completely giving your entire being to someone else. You'll never find anyone appealing towards you."

His hand ghosted down my body, and I shivered under his gentle touch.

"You'll never shudder against another's touch," he said quietly. He ran his hands over my hip. "Your skin will never tingle with anticipation for another…" He slid his hand in between my thighs, and gently rubbed against the wet lips, and I moaned softly. "And you'll never get wet for anyone but me."

He lowered his face, so his lips were just right in front of me. "Just as I'll never be able to feel anything for another woman like you." He slid into me smoothly, easily lubricated by me, and I moaned softly around him.

I rolled over so I was on my back, and Derek climbed over me, and he began to move in and out of me – reassuring me that I would never belong to anyone else and that there was no one else for him but me.

This sweet love-making gives me tingles in my lower tummy. Like, d'aww. I want a boyfriend. :c I'm working on this little thingy for you guys (hopefully you'll like it) and I don't know exactly when it'll be out, but when it is, I'll Tweet it out and hopefully update this story on the same day, so you guys will get the message! ^^

Question of the Day: Other than Derek/OC fics, what other fics do you read on this website?

I like reading Olicity (Arrow) fics, as well as Edward/Bella (Twilight) AU/AH fics. Don't judge. Those stories are hella good once you take out the atrocity that they are vampires. Reading them as humans are lovely. :) I also like reading Finnick/OC (The Hunger Games), Damon/OC (The Vampire Diaries), Tony/OC (Iron Man/Avengers), and Clint/OC (Avengers). As you can see... I like OC fics. LOOL. But that's because I'm generally apathetic towards the female characters and I'm just like, "Katniss needs to stop having a stick up her ass. Elena... meh. Pepper... blegh. Natasha... cool and sexy, but meh." Don't hate me, LOOL. I'm just harsher towards female characters. _

Q&A

Supernatural Creatures Rock100 asks: (1) Will Sindy be close or just friends with Malia? (2) Will we see a closer, brother/sister, bond with Isaac and Sindy, later on? (3) Will Sindy get along with Chris, in Season 3? (4) Will Sindy become friends with Allison, again, in Season 3b?
(1) I have no idea yet. (2) You actually get to see what I think is a nice Isaac/Sindy bonding moment next chapter, actually. :D (3) Probably, since Chris does help Scott and Isaac out at the end of Season 2. (4) Depends. I still need a refresher on Season 3a first to see how it goes. I'm pretty sure she doesn't go psychotic on everyone though, so maybe... just maybe. Maybe not friends but... acquaintances that fight together?

klaroline4ever96 asks: So when will be that dinner?
When everything is resolved for Season 2. I might write a couple chapters about the four month gap in-between Season 2 and 3 for some random fluff. Do you guys mind that? Do you guys want random fluff? o.e No conflicts, just more Sinrek smexing, Derek meeting Papa Stilinski, Stiles walking in on Sinrek...? Ideas?

BellaDamonLover asks: You said Isaac might not be in season 4, but if he's not, can you do a one shot?
A one-shot of what, exactly? :/ Isaac-centric? Idk. Just like I was never a Scallison fan, I wasn't an Isaac/Allison fan either. I think they just pointlessly added that in because Scott was getting some from Kira. I mean, Allison slashed Isaac like, twenty times at the end of Season 2... AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, but if SOMEONE SLASHED ME TWENTY+ TIMES, I sure as hell ain't gettin' with them.

lillyrosenight asks: (1) Will you be including anything about Sindy and Derek's adventures during the summer? Since it's a four month gap from the end of season 2 to the start of 3. (2) Oh, is Sindy going to know the secret that Agent McCall has yet to inform Scott on the show, the one that Stiles apparently knows about?
(1) Maybe. Do you guys want some Sinrek fluff-fillers between Season 2 and 3? I'm currently writing the last chapter to season 2 right now, so there's still time for me to move things around. :) (2) Yes. :)

taciturnAnalyst: LOOL. That's not dumb at all! I hope when Papa Stilinski learns about the whole mating thing, you guys will enjoy it. :)
RHatch89: Thank you! :D
Priscilla the Ancient One: Braeden... ugh. Let's just not.
Princess Aziza: I'm feeling a lot better, thanks! ^^ And yeah, but... I was "blegh" towards Matt anyway... I'm "blegh" towards a lot of characters. xD
mgaleaz8: LOOL! Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it! :D
Supernatural Creatures Rock100: Season 2 is a bit iffy for me. Hopefully in Season 3, you'll see her growing and more of her weaknesses being exposed. How'd you like Derek comforting her this chapter? ;)
DelReyNa: That's fine, and thank you! :) You guys are really good at dissecting this story. I wish I could do what I do to the fics I read to my English homework. xD
monzepelmoon: Matt was psychotic IMO. It's like that dude that just got arrested for stalking this girl for three years (from when she was 13 to now, when she's 17) and having 20+ tattoos of her name on his body and he's just like, "Oh. Tattoos can mean anything," when it was clearly the GIRL'S NAME. Sorry. I just watched it on the news yesterday, so my mind's still fresh. xD
WickedlyMinx: IDK... the sheriff's desk? o.e How about Sindy's desk at school? xD
Atlafan1286: Peter hasn't done a good job with killing people though: Lydia... Kate... :| *sigh* Jennifer comes back, I'm going to MTV studios with a pitchfork.
0netflixme0: Thank you! And I love Dimitri and Rose together, but I wouldn't be able to write a fanfic for them. xD It's been way too long since I've read the series... Four years, I believe. I'm too lazy to reread through the entire series, though I have read the first book around 10 times in an attempt to reread the entire series. xD
Ayase Yuuki: I LOVE STILES. Like. Ugh. MY LITTLE SPOON. *hearts* Stiles definitely has the best brains behind everything (taking out Deaton and Peter, of course). He's the mastermind behind all that delicious wall of muscle that belongs to Derek, Isaac, Scott, and the Alpha twins for a certain amount of time. ;D And Malia and Kira, too. LOOL.
Lucy Greenhill: Thank you! ^^
CherryTree230: I actually WASN'T going to take a break, but when I realize I couldn't write anything with a throbbing head, I just gave up and watched movies and curled in bed. LOOL. It wasn't all that bad, TBH.
BellaDamonLover: I'm plenty biased? I know I am. :)
StardustForDreamers: I think my sister's getting sick, too. xD I always get sick during the summer time. It sucks. Maybe it's all of that excess sweat and everything. Ugh. California's too hot. Okay, not really, tbh, because apparently California weather is "perfect" but I'm weird and if the temperature is NOT in the 70s, then it's too cold or too hot! *growls angrily* Anyway, back to your review... Well, yeah. Look at Derek. How can she not? Ahh.. the Nogitsune arc... what I'm most excited for, and what I'm most terrified for. I hope I can write it well.
The Velvet Ash: Idk about you, but I love it when Derek threatens to rip someone's throat out with his teeth. xD
FizzWizz2011: Thank you! ^^
Black Wolf Lady: LOOL. It's fine! I totally understand being tired. xD That's all I am these days.
Kaylee100: Thank you! :)
Nerumine: Uh... sorry... there was smut in this, but... there was character development!
lillyrosenight: Thank you! :D
Grace: I hope so, too. LOL
MsRose91: Thank you! And they did~ Did you like it? :)
Miss Easily Obsessed: Because I really couldn't find in the plot where Sindy would benefit from not being paralyzed. :/ It was mostly Matt hating on Scott. I love Stiles's trusty bat. xD It's okay! Be as violent as you want as long as it's towards non-Sinrek shippers! xD *hangs you a bat*
najamuzen: Thank you~ :D I'm really glad you enjoy Sinrek so much! :D
Stupidstef666: Thank you! I hope you enjoyed! :D

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