A.N: HELLO, HELLO, my loves! I'm tired as fuck. LOOL. Currently editing some of this in my Anthropology lecture. :/ Don't do what I do, kids. I'm a bad example.
WEDNESDAY
AUGUST 29, 2011
I walked into the woods, the leaves crunching beneath me as I took slow, wary steps. I was completely on my guard as my eyes scanned my surroundings.
I tried to hear anything, but all I could actually get were the sounds of small woodland creatures and my own footsteps.
And then I heard it.
It popped out of nowhere, and I could hear the wind be disrupted by it. I rolled out of the way just in time to dodge a kick flying at me and an instinctive growl erupted from my throat, feeling my claws and fangs grow. My vision became clearer just as I jumped up, catching the leg that was swung at me.
"Moves just like him, too," Kali commented casually before shaking her leg free, landing a few feet away from me.
I crouched on the ground, my torso parallel to it as I glowered at Kali, my vision focused and honed in on her and her alone.
Another growl snapped me away from her and before I could react, I found myself flying through there air after a powerful pressure hit me. I hit a tree trunk with a heavy thud and landed on the ground, barely catching myself before I could face plant.
If I was still a human, that would've left me in the ICU.
I glowered at Ennis, who had arrived, and the twins stepped out from behind a few trunks, eyes flashing a dangerous red. They grew closer and closer to me, and I realized that I was surrounded.
I crouched down defensively, baring my teeth. I was seconds away from howling, when a familiar, dull tapping sound filled the air, and the four Alphas that were closing in on me took a step back, standing up straighter.
Kali and Ennis stepped aside, and I watched as Deucalion stepped into the pathway, his walking stick stopping right in front of me. Cautiously, I stood up straighter, but still kept my claws and fangs out just in case.
"What do you want?" I demanded, looking from Deucalion to Ennis to Kali to Ethan to Aiden.
"Come now, Sindy," Deucalion said in a too-relaxed tone. "We only want to talk."
"I suppose jumping at me from behind the trees is the definition of talking," I snarked, and the corner of the blind man's lips twitched.
"Yes, I suppose Kali does get a bit… excited," Deucalion admitted. "But after all, it's not every day I meet a True Mate, is it? A powerful, growing Alpha Female. Yes…" Even though I was pretty sure he was blind, it almost felt like his eyes were seeing right through me behind those dark sunglasses of his.
I stood up slightly straighter a bit and flexed my claws. "You said you wanted to talk," I said, taking a couple cautious steps back to maintain my distance. "Now talk."
"Hm, looks like you're more willing to talk with us than your mate," Deucalion commented nonchalantly, and I could feel my eyes flicker with anger. What the hell did they do to Derek? Sensing my bubbling anger, the Alpha pushed. "Have I struck a nerve?"
"What did you do with Derek?" I demanded with a snarl. I remembered something and my head snapped to Kali. I growled under my breath and accused, "You said I fought just like him. You mean Derek." He was, after all, the one that taught me how to fight and fend for myself. There was no one I moved more like than him. "What did you do?" I repeated.
Kali smirked and cooed, "Looks like you have a good head on your shoulders. It'd be a pity to take it off." Her eyes flashed a dangerous red and I growled at the threat.
"Come now, Kali," Deucalion said. "I highly doubt you'll need to strike a metal pole through our little Sindy to get her to listen."
My hand immediately shot to my abdomen, right where I had felt that dull pain from earlier. A pole? "That's what that pain was…" I muttered quietly in realization.
"Yes," Deucalion said, a satisfied smile on his face. "So it's true. Even far away, you can feel his pain. I wonder… how would he be able to handle taking your pain as well?"
My shoulders tensed and my eyes darted to make sure all the Alphas were still standing there. Good. No one had moved. There wasn't anyone sneaking up behind me.
"I promise that if you cooperate, Sindy, all that will happen is talking," Deucalion promised.
"No offense," I scoffed, when I totally meant offense, "but why should I trust you? How do I know you won't kill me?"
Deucalion sighed and straightened. "How boring," he drawled. "I don't understand why you would throw me in the same category as that sociopathic uncle Derek has. I just want to share with you a vision… a vision I have for a blind man." He took off his dark glasses, and I saw his blank, full red orbs stare back at me. "You see, I'm in the business of … taking in new talents. Talents such as yours," he gestured to my claws.
"Pass," I snapped.
"But I haven't even gotten to the proposal part, yet," Deucalion commented.
"Not. Interested," I punctuated each word. "I know what you did. How you killed your own pack members." It was absolutely foul to think that an Alpha would do that. To packs like us, a member was just like family. You would kill for them. Never kill them. It set an absolute horrible pit in my stomach just thinking if I could ever raise a hand against Isaac or Boyd or Derek…
"I'm not asking for you to turn on your mate," Deucalion said casually. "Just one of the members. Perhaps… Boyd, or Isaac. Yes. You have no need for them. Or maybe… maybe your human brother would do."
"You leave him out of this!" I snapped. I raised a hand a slammed it against the tree trunk, the wood and splinters flying everywhere. The Alphas behind Deucalion tensed, but was immediately stopped by the older man raising an arm to tell them to stay where they were.
"Just one, Sindy," Deucalion pushed. "And I assure you that you will feel free." At that, the Alphas behind him smirked in. "You won't have to worry about young Betas getting in trouble. Wasn't it a hassle to try to calm Isaac down?"
"No," I snapped. "Isaac would never be a liability, because I care about him."
"But a pack is much stronger because of its members," Deucalion told me. "You see, when I lost my sight, one of my Betas assumed I was unfit for the role of an Alpha, and he attempted to steal my abilities. So I killed him to protect myself. But when I realized what I had done… I had realized… that I had become stronger. More powerful than I could have ever been. I realized… that I could take the little parts and make one giant whole. Who's to say when you fall, one of your Betas won't try to steal your power? Everyone wants power. Do it now, while they're still weak. Do it now, and you'll be much stronger."
I tensed, feeling the overwhelming power that flowed out of Deucalion's body. It was almost suffocating - and my instincts were telling me to run.
But I couldn't move my legs. I couldn't do anything.
Looking at each individual Alpha, I realized that while I could probably take on Kali or Ennis in a fight that could leave me almost dead - there was no way I'd be able to fight the twins - who fused and merged to become one or Deucalion, who was undoubtedly the Alpha of the Alphas.
"I see you recognize who's the bigger one," Deucalion said, feeling the shift in my personality. Keeping a strong face, I snarled at him. "We could use you, though, Sindy. Join us… Join us and you won't have to worry about fighting to the death. I will protect you. We all will."
My body shook as I tried to reign in my overpowering emotions. Despair. Fear. Anger. The top three emotions I could feel right now. My blood pulsed in my veins, leaving me almost light-headed.
I took in a deep breath, inhaling the smell of nature, mixed with the scent of blood. I looked down at my hands, seeing the stained with my blood. The wounds were already beginning to heal, but there was no way to hide the blood that had leaked.
Blood-stained hands.
I clenched my fists again, and felt the blood smearing.
"Thanks," I said, looking up to meet Deucalion, who had put on his dark sunglasses. "But no thanks."
Deucalion pursed his lips, and I could feel his irritation, before he scoffed. "Very well, then." He pivoted his heel, and declared, "We're leaving."
The Alphas all exchanged looks, before following Deucalion out of the forest. I watched them walk away, and couldn't help but think that it was a little too easy. It wasn't as simple as that. They had undoubtedly hurt Derek, but left nothing but a healed bruise and the back of my shirt scratched up and dirty.
"Derek," I whispered, and took off towards my car.
I hastily pulled out my keys and almost crashed into my car as I skidded to a stop in front of it. It took a couple of tries for me to put the keys in ignition, and I slammed on the gas, peeling out of my parking spot and taking off, tires squealing loudly against the pavement.
I gnawed at my bottom lip as I practically pushed the gas to the floor, hoping to God that Derek was okay. Oh God. Cora was there, too. What if she was hurt?
Barely remembering to pull my keys out, I slammed the door to my car shut and ran all the way up to the loft. I slid the door open, the slamming sound echoing off the walls as Derek and Cora looked up from where they were. Derek was all sweaty and was resting against the headboard while Cora was sitting by his bedside.
"Derek!" I exclaimed, running over to the siblings. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" I turned to Cora and demanded, "Are you hurt?"
Cora blinked in astonishment and shook her head. "I'm fine… Derek, though…" She bit her lip, looking at her brother.
"I'm fine," Derek said, moving slightly, but then winced. "I'm still healing." Then he sniffed the air and his eyes widened. "Why do I smell your blood on you?"
I looked down at my hands, still red - albeit a lot more dry now. I grimaced when I realized that I'd have to clean my car before any questions were asked about why I had bloodstains on them. "The Alphas came after me. All five of them."
"What?" Derek demanded, his eyes scanning me quickly.
"They didn't hurt me, though," I replied, sitting down on the corner of Derek's bed, next to his head. Then I grimaced, remembering the particularly rough toss against the tree. "Much. Deucalion wanted to talk to me."
"He wants us to join him," Derek concluded. I nodded in agreement, confirming his thoughts. I brushed a sweaty lock out of Derek's forehead and nuzzled him softly. I purred gently, and he leaned into my touch as I took away some of his pain. "Don't…" he protested, but I just shushed him.
"I can take it," I insisted. As I gently placed Derek into my lap, I stroked his dark locks, turning to look at Cora. I examined her for any wounds and when I found none, I said, "The whole day… I felt this strange, gut-wrenching pain." Both Derek and Cora looked at me, and I gently stroked Derek's cheek. "I wanted to throw up so badly and I felt completely ill. It was like someone had wedged an entire pole through my body, twisting it."
"You felt his pain," Cora concluded, looking at me with unreadable brown eyes.
I felt Derek's hand clasp over mine, before squeezing it gently. "Yeah," I agreed, looking down at Derek before entwining my fingers with his.
Cora looked at me silently, and I could see the gears turning in my head. "You really love my brother."
I gave her a small smile and said, "That's kind of why I'm here." The black veins on my arm slowly faded away and Derek lifted my arm up, kissing the pulse on my wrist briefly.
Cora glanced down at her brother. "And you love her."
"Where are you going with this, Cora?" Derek asked, turning to look at her as he sat up slowly. The blanket fell down to reveal his naked torso to me, and even with the bloodstained bandage around his abdomen, he was still so beautiful.
"I just can't believe you have a mate," Cora said, looking from me to him. "And such a young one at that." She arched an eyebrow at me. I knew that Cora was around seventeen to twenty (in human years) - she was the baby of her family, and yet, I was younger than her. Derek was the eldest male in his family, and he was twenty-two going on twenty-three (once again, in human years).
I bit my bottom lip. I thought I was over the whole "age difference" issue between Derek and I. My brother accepted it. My father accepted it. My best friend accepted it. Everyone that mattered accepted it… except Cora, but in my defense, Derek thought she was dead.
"That's enough, Cora," Derek cut in sharply.
"I'm just stating a fact, Derek," Cora retorted to her older brother.
"So I'm younger than Derek," I shrugged, interrupting the quarreling siblings before it got into a full-blown fight. "So I'm younger than you," I gestured to Cora. "Whatever. Even if you had any objections, it's a bit too late now."
"I know that," Cora replied quietly. "The second I woke up I knew. Derek's scent had changed, and then when you walked in, smelling exactly like him. I knew. I knew that he found a mate."
"She's not just a mate, Cora," Derek said, stroking me softly. I leaned into his touch, unable to stop the purr that erupted from my throat. "She's my True Mate."
Cora's jaw dropped and she echoed, "True Mate? I haven't heard that since we had to learn about them. I thought it was just an old tale."
"So did I," Derek muttered. "And that was probably why you felt so sick the entire day." He looked at me and I glanced up at him. He held my cheek in his hand and said, "Mates are able to feel a dull throb if their significant other gets hurt, and it should only be that much. It seems as though you're able to feel much more. Are you sure you're okay?"
I smiled at Derek and responded, "I'm perfect. You on the other hand, should get some rest so you can heal faster. Unless…" I furrowed my brows. "Should I lick it?" My nose wrinkled at the idea of tasting blood on any other part of Derek other than the crook of his neck - where I bit to stake my claim.
"It's fine," Derek refused, shaking his head softly. I glanced out of the large windows, and noticed the sun was setting outside. I had to get to Stiles soon to see what he dug up. It also looked like there was gonna be some rain tonight.
"I have to get back to Stiles soon," I announced. "Scott, Isaac, and I had a full on confrontation against the Alpha Twins earlier today throughout the entire school day. A kid was also killed, so Stiles decided to go do research on what's going on."
Derek nodded his head, and released me from his hold so I can stand up. I leaned down, giving Derek a swift peck on the cheek before saying, "Bye, Cora," and left the loft.
As I walked down to the ground floor, I bit my bottom lip. There were so many things going on that it made my head spin. I climbed into my car, avoiding touching my slightly stained door handle, and popped inside my car.
I dug into my bag and pulled out a water bottle, and then a couple napkins I kept in the glove compartment. Pouring water on the paper, I washed off my steering wheel briefly, before putting my things away and driving off.
As I drove home, the rain began to start, and I sighed heavily. It was pretty fitting for a day like this to have rain.
I parked next to Stiles's jeep and quickly grabbed my bag, making a dash for the front door. Throwing the door open, I quickly climbed up the stairs, making a beeline for my room.
I changed out of my school clothes, throwing on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I was pulling down my shirt when Stiles threw open the door.
"Stiles!" I exclaimed. "I was changing!"
"Sorry," Stiles said briefly, but not apologetically. "So I found out what was going on."
"How?" I inquired, taking a seat on my bed.
Stiles plopped down on the foot of it, and explained, "I ditched English to see Deaton." I nodded mutely, crossing my legs as I waited for my brother to explain.
"Anyway, so I was doing some research on the symbols. Y'know, the triskeles, the bank logo, the Mountain ash… I found it all came from the Celtic druids. And if you look up human sacrifices, you'll find that the druids had a pretty big hard-on when it came to those. Anyway, I found out something about the Lindow Man. It's a 2,000 year old body found in England and he was found strangled, head bashed in, throat cut. The threefold death. Also, they found these weird pollen grains in his stomach. I'll give you three guesses as to what the favorite druid plant was."
"… Mistletoe?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.
"Exactly," Stiles nodded.
"So, is it a druid?" I furrowed my brows, confused.
"No," Stiles shook his head. "Deaton said druid means 'wise oak' in Gaelic and they kept things in balance. So anyway, Lydia called me and found out the music teacher was taken. I copied the sound file she had – I'll show you it later, need to finish the story – but anyways, I found out the next sacrificial group are warriors.
"Then, we went to go find Harris, who has a military background, and bam. He's gone, too. Deaton, Lydia, and I found Harris's graded tests, but the thing was, they were graded all weirdly. We spread them out and the letters were D, A, R, A, C, and H. Deaton then told me that if a druid went down the wrong path, it would become the 'dark oak,' which is a Darach."
"So the Darach is our guy," I said, and Stiles nodded. He dug into his pocket, pulling out his phone. He quickly played me the audio file, and it was normal for the most part, just piano music.
But then, there was a heavy crash and a cacophonous noise, before some chanting sounds. I furrowed my brows, listening as it got louder and louder, before the file ended.
"Human sacrifices," I mumbled, looking at my brother. "You were right on point."
"Unfortunately," Stiles frowned. "How'd it go with the twins?"
"Well, it went fine with them… for the most part. They locked Isaac and Allison in the janitor's closet though, and you know how Isaac's claustrophobic?" Stiles nodded. "Well, he lost control briefly and scratched Allison – not too bad, though, it was just her arm – so we got back at them by pissing of Aiden. He's a bit of a hothead."
Stiles snorted before asking, "And how'd that go?"
"Aiden's suspended, but – Scott and Isaac don't know this, but there was a piece of paper next to me. I picked it up and it told me to go to the woods, so I did. The entire Alpha Pack was there."
Stiles's eyes widened and he spluttered out, "Wha – bu – fu – ah – d – SINDY!" I actually winced at his loud voice. "What the hell were you thinking?! Obviously if you get a message saying to go into the woods alone it isn't going to be good. Oh my God, are you okay?!" He grabbed me, quickly checking me for injuries, before his eyes fell onto my torn shirt. "Oh God." His face paled.
"I'm fine, Stiles," I said. "Now take a deep breath… or ten." I waited for my brother to calm down before continuing. "They wanted me to join their pack – big surprise. I said no. Don't worry. We mostly talked… though in the beginning, Kali did go for me and Ennis threw me against a tree, which explains the rip. Nothing too bad. I think the worst that was done to me was actually my fault."
Stiles arched a brow. "What?"
I elaborated, "I balled my hands into fists and my claws cut through my palms." I showed him my now fully healed and clean palms. "It was fine. Derek, on the other hand…"
"What happened to Derek?" Stiles asked, a bit on edge.
"You know how I was feeling sick the entire day?"
More nods.
"Well, it was because the Alphas went to visit Derek – sans the twins, since they were at school. Anyway, Kali shoved an entire pole through Derek, right here," I pointed to my stomach, where it was hurting earlier. "And it was lodged in there for the entire day before they went to find me."
"I… I read some things about mates feeling each other's pain," Stiles admitted. "But… But it shouldn't have been as serious as yours."
"It's because I'm a True Mate, Stiles. As an Alpha Female, I have more heightened senses that most. That includes feeling a mate's pain," I informed him.
He nodded slowly and took my hands gently. "I'm glad you're okay, though," he said. "I – Don't you ever scare me like that again!"
I smiled wryly and admitted, "Can't make any promises with our lives, but I'll do my best."
Stiles huffed, but knew it was good enough. He pulled me in for a hug and I returned it easily, wrapping my arms around his body. I took in his scent, the warmth and comfort that I was accustomed to for all these years.
No matter what happened, Stiles was always there for me. He was my constant. He always stayed by my side when we moved from one grade to the next, when we lost our mother, when we moved houses. No matter what, Stiles was and always will be there for me – just like I would be for him.
A sharp ring snapped me out of my thoughts and I extracted myself from my brother. I furrowed my brows and explained, "It's Isaac."
Stiles nodded, kissing my forehead briefly before leaving my room, closing the door behind me. I answered the call, about to greet him, but was stopped by the broken, sad tone in the boy's voice.
"D – Did I do something wrong?" Isaac asked in a lost tone. I could hear the rain pelting outside on his end and I stood up, shocked.
"Isaac?" I questioned. "Isaac, what happened?"
"Derek kicked me out," Isaac said, and I could hear tears threatening to spill on his end. "Why? What'd I do wrong?"
I immediately thought of what happened today, and realized Derek was pushing Isaac away so he wouldn't be caught in the crossfire with our conflict against the Alphas. He didn't want Isaac to lose his life. "You didn't do anything wrong, Isaac," I cooed gently and wished I could go get him. I reached for my car keys and said, "Tell me where you are, Isaac. I'll come pick you up. It's raining and you must be freezing."
"I – I'm heading to Scott's," Isaac admitted quietly. "I'm hoping I can crash there for a while. I'd go to your place, but your uh… your dad…"
"My dad doesn't know," I agreed, nodding my head. It was for the best. "Isaac, you didn't do anything wrong, okay? I'm telling you this now. Has Derek ever given you any reason that he didn't care about you?"
"N – No," Isaac mumbled. "But… but why?"
I sighed heavily and informed him of what happened today. I knew that Derek would want this to be kept a secret away from everyone, but I thought it was best to be truthful to everyone. Nothing hurt worse than being pushed away by the people you cared about. Stiles and I did that after our mother died, clinging only onto each other, and I remembered how much it hurt our dad and Scott and everyone else.
Derek would be mad at me, but I already made my choice. Isaac was already lost without any living family members left – all he had was us.
"So… So he did it to protect me?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "For now, just respect his wishes and keep your distance. It'll ease Derek to know that you're out of the crossfire."
"I'm not going to let you or Derek get killed by the Alphas," Isaac said stubbornly.
I chuckled softly. "What makes you think we'll be killed? I'm a lot stronger than I look, Isaac." There wasn't any response on his end and I said, "Isaac. It'll be fine. Do you trust me?"
"Yes. More than anyone else."
"Then just believe in me," I told him.
"I'm at Scott's now. I'll… I'll talk to you later. Thanks for telling me, Sindy."
"Consider it even for telling me about Allison," I smiled, trying to ease the tension a bit. "Bye, Isaac. Stay safe." Isaac gave me a soft goodbye, before I heard the dial tone.
Sighing heavily, I found Derek's number in my contacts, before placing the phone to my ear.
"What is it, Sindy?" Derek's deep, smooth tone asked instead of a greeting. Typical.
I sat back down on my bed and informed him, "Our little Beta just called me – totally lost and broken, mind you. Said you kicked him out."
"I did," Derek admitted with a heavy sigh. I could feel his frustration rolling off of him in waves, even through the phone. "What I did to him was horrible."
I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?"
"He wouldn't leave," Derek moved to explain, and I could hear him pacing. "He kept asking if it was his fault and then asked if something was wrong and I… I threw a glass cup at him."
My jaw dropped.
I remembered being in the Lahey house, feeling and hearing the glass shatters and the yells. I remembered Isaac telling us about the story of the day he left his house – only to find his father dead. The last time he saw his father was… was when he threw a glass cup at him.
"You must think I'm horrible, huh?"
I quickly sobered up and frowned. "I could never think you're horrible, Derek," I said firmly. "Stubborn? Yes. Pig-headed? Oh yeah. A sourwolf? I can definitely see it. Bluntly rude? Mhm-hm. But I would never in a million years think you're a horrible person. You, Derek Hale, are the love of my life, and yes, you've made mistakes. You made one tonight by doing that to Isaac, but listen to me: You're a good person, whether you think it or not."
It was silent for a moment before he started, "But–"
"No buts!" I snapped quickly. "The reason you did what you did with Isaac was because you cared about him and wanted him out of harm's way. The reason you're so tough with Scott is because you want him to face the reality of the world so he can be ready. The reason you – forgive me for mentioning this – told Kate about your family was because you trusted and believed you loved her. Everything you did and do is with good intentions, and I know that."
"Don't you know the road to hell is paved with good intentions?" Derek shot back.
"Don't you know if you're going through hell, keep going?" I replied back just as sharply. "Kick hell's ass, Derek. I know you can."
Derek faintly chuckled and asked, "What happened to my shy, innocent, little mate?"
"She'll be back," I declared. "Right after she whoops the Darach and the Alpha Pack's asses."
"The Darach? The dark druid? What's that got to do with anything?" Derek inquired, slightly confused.
I leaned back against the backboard of my bed and explained, "Stiles found out the person behind all the murders is the Darach. Human sacrifices."
"Makes sense," Derek commented. He wasn't involved in these murders as much as the rest of us were. His hands were completely fully with the Alpha Pack and Cora. "Sindy, you're getting involved with the Alphas and the Darach. Be careful."
"I know, I know," I sighed. "I got a lecture from Stiles about going into the woods alone today just now, too."
"If I wasn't healing, you best believe I would've given you a piece of my mind, too," I heard Derek snarl lowly. It was silent for a second before he said, "Sindy, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you."
I smiled softly, playing with my sheets. "You won't lose me. Just like I won't lose you."
Regardless of my words, I couldn't help the sick, twisted gut feeling that had begun to build again.
Q&A
lillyrosenight asks: Who are some of your favorite superheroes?
My favorite superhero of all time is Nightwing AKA Dick Grayson AKA the First Robin AKA the Second Batman. :) My second favorite is Batman AKA Bruce Wayne. I like DC heroes more than Marvel, mainly because I actually read the DC Comics and because I write DC Comics fanfiction, so... yeah. ;3 As to why? Well, here's a fun fact: my first fanfiction ever was a Robin from Teen Titans fanfic when I was ten years old. xD Then what got me into writing once more (and posting it) was my Robin from Young Justice fanfiction titled Black Falcon. So essentially, Robin/Nightwing is who made me work to become the reader I am today. ^^ And the reason why I love Batman? Well... how do you not like Batman? People think he's very stiff and serious, but that's his persona as Batman. As Bruce Wayne, I find him very caring and as a whole, he is very understanding and thinks of the well-being of others, which was why he took in Dick, Jason, Tim, and Damian, and for a period of a time, trained the other Batgirls as well. So... yeah. :)
Gemmybear asks: Derek can't cheat or really think of other girls like he does with Sindy, right?
Nope. He's emotionally connected with Sindy for life, especially since they're True Mates, and his body will not physically react to any other body except for Sindy's. :) The term "True Mate" is that they're literally mated for life. No straying, emotionally or physically, because they can't. Their bodies won't allow them to (and neither will we ;D). ^^
Lily Ann Cullen asks: Will anything happen between Derek and Jennifer or Braeden?
Sort of, kind of. Not really.
Atlafan1286: I'm sorry - Season 3 and 4 has a HUGE lack of Derek. From this point on, it focuses more on Sindy and her relationship with her packmates as supposed to just Sinrek like you guys see from the past two seasons. :/
NicoleR85: Thank you! ^^
peace486: Thank you! :D
RHatch89: Thanks! :3
Hotaru Himura: Thank you! I hope it wasn't petty. :/ I tried to avoid Jennifer being petty, but I wanted something established. Thinking about it, Jennifer gained powers from sacrificing the humans, like the healing power from Healers and strength from Warriors, but what the hell did she get from the Virgins? So I assumed her "seductive innocence." :P I loved writing the Sisaac scene! I'm glad you liked it! :D Thank you! I'd love to write until Derek and Sindy have their own little pups and then futuretakes as well. xD Thank you! :D
Guest: Thank you! :)
lillyrosenight: That's fine! :) Ooh~ yeah. I normally just try to get my "Tracy Things" done before I get to bed. xD I left it at a semi-cliffhanger, so it wasn't that bad. There's a worse cliffhanger out there. xD I love that you enjoyed that family Sindy/Isaac moment. ^^
CherryTree230: Really? It probably works now, though. :P
OnlyTeenWolf: Thank you! I feel very flattered! ^^
MsRose91: Thanks, hun! ^^
lovejns29: Wow! Hahah. Regularly, huh? ;D Thank you! :)
Gemmybear: Thank you! And... well, you're supposed to think Sindy's way better than Jennifer. xD
FizzWizz2011: Thank you! :)
SilverShadowWolf46: Thanksies! :D And I'm glad you enjoy this story! ;)
Romantic Obsession: Thank you! :D
Ayase Yuuki: LOOL. I love Derek's butt. ;D But ugh. Writing Jennifer's POV gave literal shivers down my spine. That's fine. Just go on when you can (or don't - doesn't really matter). It's just for fun. This isn't required or anything. LOOL.
Wickedly Minx: ... You sure do live up to your username.
Jessietree: Thank you! :D
Princess Aziza: Well... if you read, you obviously know she didn't get back up. :/
A/N: Drop a review! ;D IT'S MY BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND. :D
