"You told her what?" Scott shouts in the living room. Allison and I nervously wait in the kitchen. Apparently their "date" was actually some mission thing. I'm putting antiseptic on a cut on her arm trying to catch up with her and listen to them at the same time.

"How'd you get him to tell you?" She asks hushed.

I shake my head. "Stiles let it slip." She does not look surprised at all.

"Scott, she was going to figure out sooner or later," Isaac tries to calm Scott. "She's safer knowing."

"She's my sister! I think I get to decide that."

I slam down the bottle in my hand and spin on my heels. "Oh, so now I'm your sister?" I say barging into the tense living room.

"Y/N-"

"No, Scott, shut up. I'm not your sister any other time but right now? When you can claim authority over me? Isaac was the only one honest with me. None of you told me anything." I look directly at Allison now. I tried not to be hurt that she didn't tell me anything but I'm failing. "None of you cared."

Scott is too stunned by my outburst that he just stands there. Allison speaks up first. "We care."

Suddenly the barefoot woman's red eyes are burning into my own. My eyes sting with tears. "No." I say swallowing. "You don't."

"Scott, er, we thought it was safer for you to not know."

"But everyone else got to know? It was safe for them? Just not me?" I dig my nails into my palms. "Is that right?" I direct my anger at Isaac now. I know it wasn't his decision. He has no allegiance to me. He owes me nothing, but I still can't believe they all kept this from me. I mean, I'm keeping something from them too, but that's different.

"You're right." Allison says what I was hoping Scott would. But he just looks at her surprised. "She's right. I wouldn't have liked not knowing. It's not fair. This could affect her too." If you only knew, Allison. "I'm sorry, Y/N. We should've told you. We won't leave you out anymore if that's what you want."

A choice. She's giving me a choice. I could walk away now and be miserable or stay and be a part of something amazing.

"Hold on," Scott says. "We're not involving Y/N in any of this."

"I'm already involved." They all look at me stunned. I let on too much.

Isaac opens his mouth to talk so I cover my tracks. "I mean, two werewolves live here for God's sake. I can't escape it."

"My answer is no." Scott asserts.

So that was the end of it. Scott drove Allison home and I retreated to my room before I could see the pity in Isaac's eyes.

I'm sitting on my bed when I hear a light tapping at my door.

I don't want to talk to Scott. I silently glare at the door.

"Y/N," Isaac's voice is muffled by the wood. "Can we talk?"

I contemplate not getting up. My door isn't locked. He could come in if he wants, but he won't. He'll leave in a minute if I don't say anything.

I cross my arms and wait him out.

"Please," he meekly says.

I take my time walking across the room to my door. When I open it, his head is leaning on the door so the sudden removal makes him stumble.

"Smooth, Lahey," I plop back onto my bed casually.

"I, uh, just wanted to say I'm sorry for Scott yelling at you."

I fake laugh, "Ha, well you get used to it."

"Would you want to be in the pack?" He asks standing in my doorway still.

"Do you want me in the pack?"

"No." he says immediately. He must see the hurt on my face because he puts his hands up. "I only mean I wouldn't want you to get hurt."

"I can take care of myself."

"Really? That why you can't tell us what's going on with you?"

"Okay... I'll tell you."

He leans forward, almost stepping into my room.

"...I'm a werewolf."

"Y/N." All enthusiasm drains from his face.

"No really. I am. A super cool one too."

"You are so infuriating. Can you let anyone care about you?"

He struck a nerve, so I move on. "It doesn't matter anyway. Scott doesn't want my help, fine by me."

"So, it's relevant to all of this?" When I don't respond he drops his shoulders in defeat. "He'll come around eventually."

"I don't want him to come around. He doesn't want me so I don't want him."

"Why are you so indifferent to Scott?"

"I'm indifferent?" After how he dismissed me today? Heavy anger floods my lungs. "He's the one who ignores me!"

"You ignore each other," he comments.

"I have tried so many- You know what? You don't get it," I say frustrated.

"I don't?"

"No. You don't get it," I spit at him. "Family isn't exactly your forte."

A car door shuts outside. Scott's back, so the tension dissipates.

He gives a single concise nod. "You're right," he says and disappears from my door.