I awoke to the sound of heavy, booted footsteps downstairs. I sat up, having thought an intruder had managed to break in. But Derek's familiar scent wafted up from the first level of the house. I breathed a sigh of relief, glad that I didn't have to worry about a possible threat in my house- like one of the Argents. I flipped back the covers and got out of bed, quickly running a brush through my hair and heading downstairs. I walked into the living room to find Derek sitting on the couch. "Hey. What is it?" I asked, noticing the somewhat angry expression on his face. He looked up at me as I sat down next to him on the couch. Slowly his eyes became light, and comforted. Without saying a single word, he leaned in, pressing his lips to mine. Surprise registered in my mind, overshadowed my the feeling of his lips against mine. His hand moved down to my hip, brushing against my skin and sending chills through my spine. I leaned into him, winding my hand into his hair. His scent seemed to wrap around my entire body, and all of my senses. A soft moan escaped my lips at the touch of his fingertips. My heart seemed to stop, and yet, I couldn't bring myself to care. My breaths were shallow, and ragged, as I lay on the couch with him on top of me. His hand skimmed down from my hip to my thigh, as he pulled my leg around his waist. The position pressed the lower half of my body against his, and it felt as if someone had lit fireworks behind my closed eyelids. His lips separated from mine, moving down to my neck, moving to my shoulder. "Derek." I purred, as he pushed down the strap of my tank top, teasing the flesh there with his lips.

My eyes snapped open and I sat up at lighting speed, only causing me to become dizzy. The room spun for a moment, before I got my bearings. I'd woken in a cold sweat, my hair stuck to the back of my neck. "Damn it." I muttered, letting my head hang in my hands. It was a dream- a god damn dream. I sighed, taking a few deep breaths. Then I noticed his scent. In the room with me. I looked up and saw him sitting in my desk chair. "Hi." I muttered, looking down at my hands. "You said my name." I looked up at him. "Huh?" I asked. "In your sleep, you said my name." He explained. I nodded. "I can't control my dreams." I'd managed to say, as I felt the flush rising from the sides of my neck up into my cheeks. "Meet me at the edge of the woods at lunch with the rest of the pack." He said, getting up from the chair. I nodded, watching as he moved toward the window. "How long were you there?" I asked, before he had a chance to leave. He turned to look at me. "Long enough to know what you were dreaming about." He said with a devilish, knowing grin. They seemed to be a rare occurrence when it came to Derek. I stood then, moving to stand in front of him. Already knowing what I wanted, he leaned down and kissed me, pulling me against him by the small of my back. After a moment, I pulled away and looked up into his eyes. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that." I murmured, chills running through my spine and over my skin. He kissed me gently once, before making his exit out the window.

I got dressed, running a brush through my hair before heading to school. As I arrived, I noticed Erica waiting for me at the door. It seemed strange, her off and on mood swings that varied between hating me and being my friend. As I reached the entry, she grabbed my hand, pulling my down the hall into the girl's bathroom. "What did you do to Derek?" She asked, once we were alone. I narrowed my eyes at her. "I'm sorry, what?" I asked. "Derek. He's not… himself. He hasn't been acting normal. What'd you do?" She said. I rolled my eyes. "Erica, have you ever thought that maybe the reason he isn't acting normal is because there's a giant ass lizard man running around Beacon Hills, and he's trying to keep everyone from dying?" I suggested. I saw her jaw clench, but she sighed. "Look, tell Isaac and Boyd that Derek wants us to meet him on the edge of the woods at lunch." I said, before leaving her standing alone in the bathroom.

I ran my hand through my hair as I rounded the corner, heading for biology when I nearly ran into Scott. "Whoa!" I said, recoiling so I didn't tumble onto him. "What are you up too?" He asked, not bothering with small talk. "Heading to biology last time I checked." I said, matter of factly. "I mean with Derek, and the Kanima. You're up to something, so spill it." He said. I faked a frown, as if I had no clue what he were talking about. He glared at me, his brow furrowing together. I sighed. "Look, Scott- Derek isn't the one you should be worried about." I said. "Really?" He asked skeptically. "Yes, really. If anything, it's your girlfriend and her family you need to be concerned with." I said, putting a hand on my hip in indifference. "What the hell are you talking about?" He asked. I shook my head at his lack of understanding. "A whole group of hunters tried to kill Erica yesterday. And then they tried killing Derek, too." I explained. He narrowed his eyes at me. "Did they see you?" He asked. I shook my head. "No. But that's not the point. The point is, that they should be worried about the giant lizard roaming Beacon Hills right now, instead of our pack." I said. His jaw clenched. "Look, I gotta go, okay?" I said, passing him and heading for biology. As I headed toward the doorway, I noticed Jackson moving toward me. "Hey. Your Selene, right?" He asked, standing between me and the door. "Yeah." I said, glancing at the doorway and hoping to somehow escape this conversation. "And, your new?" He asked. I nodded, looking back at him. "Well then, it's my job to invite you to tonight's lacrosse game." He said with a half grin. I faked a smile. "I'd love too." I said. He nodded. "Good- then I'll see you in the stands." He said, before walking past me. I walked into Biology exactly thirty seconds before the teacher did. While watching Jackson's lacrosse game was the last thing on my mind, I needed to keep an eye on him- make sure nothing too suspicious happened. And if it did, well,- I was gonna have to be damage control. I sighed as I plopped down in my seat, dreading what awaited me.