a/n: the + means that it's a flashback

It's almost been a week since Lilian and Ashton told me that they were leaving the pack, and despite my attempts to convince them to stay, they are still leaving. I've found someone that I may be able to turn, but I'm not too sure about it. Do I even want to have to teach another person how to be a werewolf?

Technically I am teaching another person how to be a werewolf, but Scott's been avoiding me and not answering my calls. It's frustrating because Stiles is ignoring me too. I saw him on Monday and he had the same class as me, but he turned and walked out. He didn't come back in until he was sure that I'd sat down.

All of this week has been a mess, especially since lacrosse training his been hectic. Jackson's being even more of a dick towards me, and even though he's my team captain, I refuse to take orders from him. I'm tempted to test his following and ask if I could be nominated as team captain for a week.

To make matters worse, not only is lacrosse hectic, but so is today. They found a bus with a lot of blood on it and during first period they wheeled out a man on a stretcher. He was covered in blood and even though they'll say it was an animal attack, I know that it was that new alpha in town. His scent is all over the poor dying man.

Noah made me promise that I would try and find a way to keep the pack together too, but that isn't going too well. Lilian and Ashton have already packed most of their stuff, and our bond as a pack is weakening still. Surely there's a way that I can convince them to stay in Beacon Hills, and with the pack. Maybe I can use this new alpha as an advantage.

I was standing by my locker, getting my books out, when I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist. That was followed by a familiar pair of lips kissing my cheek before I was being spun around to face Noah. He bit his lip and grinned at me. I'd almost forgotten that he attends high school when he isn't at university.

When Noah finished year 11 last year, the school wanted him to go straight to university, but he wanted to finish year 12 with all of his friends. He also didn't want to be that genius kid in all of his classes for university. That's why he spends most of his time there, and only a day or two a week in high school.

"Hey babe," Noah greeted, kissing me. "Are you ready to go and get lunch?"

"Yeah," I said, smiling at him. "Let's go."

He wrapped his arm around my waist and we walked outside. My lunch was in my locker for the next break we get, and Noah had his in his bag. We have different groups of friends who now all sit together, and a few of them like each other too so soon enough Noah and I won't be the only ones who are dating someone.

We made it to the table where our friends were, and I saw both Scott and Stiles out of the corner or my eye. I just ignored them and sat down with my friends - Luke, Mitchell, Kia, Ariana, Kyle, and Josh. All of the guys are Noah's friends and the girls are my friends. I suppose we're all really close now because none of us ever fight - well, not seriously.

Being an alpha werewolf and hiding it from my closest friends is really difficult, but I do it anyway. It's just not something they need to know about at all because if they know then they're in danger. They can't give anyone any information unless they know what Noah and I are.

Luke has brown hair up in a quiff and his brown eyes were trained on the table. He's average height and tan, with a muscular body and a kind smile. He's cute, but not anymore attractive then that. I like the fact that he's a kind guy, though.

Mitchell has shoulder-length sandy blonde hair that is straight apart from one part that he tucks behind his ear. His blue eyes and slightly tan skin suit him well, and he's only a little bit taller then Luke is. He's attractive, but in an odd way.

Josh is a tall, buff guy with parents from Argentina. He has slightly dark skin - which could be described as darkly tanned but it isn't exactly that - and black hair, as well as dark brown hair. He has a kind, attractive face and he's always smiling.

Kyle is African American, with short, curly black hair and brown eyes. His dark skin is flawless, and he's incredibly attractive, but there's no surprise that he has to deal with idiotic racist remarks every day. Despite people's racism, he's still kind-hearted and happy.

Kia has dark skin, but it isn't as dark as Kyle's. Her mother is Samoan and her father is Maori. She has long, dark brown hair that falls halfway down her back, and pretty green eyes. She's short and a fast runner, but has no interest in being on the track team. She deals with the same racism that Kyle has to deal with, but it's not as bad.

That leaves Ariana, who has tan white skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes. She's the stereo-typical popular girl when it comes to looks and being rich, but she's actually pretty nice. Everyone likes her a lot once they get to know her, but before then most people assume she's really mean and don't speak to her at all.

"Let's keep it PG today, yeah?" Mitchell suggested, jokingly. "Wouldn't want King and Queen of the school walking over, would we?"

"No promises," Noah said, winking at Mitchell.

Mitch is referring to the last time that we did something as an entire group - which was go to a party - and Noah and I snuck off to make out. It was getting pretty intense until Lydia and Jackson walked in and interrupted us. I was embarrassed and so was Noah, but we both hid it pretty well.

As if summoned by our thoughts, Jackson and Lydia walked over. All of their friends were watching us, seeing how we're the second-most popular group in school. They probably told their friends to stay where they were, which was with Stiles. Scott and Allison were forced to follow the two meanest people in the whole school.

I could see the worry in both Stiles and Noah's eyes. They didn't know what was going on, and neither did I. Scott was avoiding me like the plague - Stiles following his lead - and I've only spoken to Allison once or twice.

Scott walked forward awkwardly, and then cleared his throat. Jackson and Lydia looked as if they would rather be anywhere else, and Allison just smiled at us all. We smiled back at her, but then my attention returned to Scott.

"Uh, I was wondering if you guys would join us on a group date," Scott told Noah and I. "We're going bowling and Jackson and Lydia decided that they were going, then Jackson insisted he needed real competition. I figured that we could all get to know each other a little better, seeing how three of us play lacrosse."

Noah and I exchanged a look quickly, in which we both agreed to go. We're only going to distract ourselves from the fact that our siblings are leaving the pack. It's also a good time to watch how in control Scott is because it's likely that his lust for Allison will make him shift.

"We'll go," Noah agreed. "It should be fun, right Eliana?"

"Yeah," I said. "Text me the details and we'll meet you there."

Plastering on my best fake smile, I pretended to be happy as Jackson and Lydia scowled at me. They turned around and my smile immediately dropped, then I stared at the table in shame. We need to go, but I don't particularly want to go on a group date with Jackson and Lydia around.

Noah rested his hand on my thigh as a reassurance, but it didn't do much good. I just have to find a way to sort everything out by Saturday, and I don't think I have it yet. Maybe Derek knows what to do...

Derek was staying in his burned down his, which confuses me. I offered him a room, but he declined it and came to this place instead. He may think about the good memories, but surely the burn marks bring up some of the worst memories he has.

I had visited him yesterday, but as soon as the police cruiser arrived, I snuck out the back of the house and headed home. He wasn't even surprised that I did this, but we had a conversation about this new alpha. I know that it was this new alpha who killed the bus driver, but I don't know who the alpha is and they won't come anywhere near me.

There's a man I need to talk to called Alan Deaton. He's a vet and the main consultant for the two current murder cases. They claim it was an animal that killed the people, and the police want to know what kind so they go to him.

Unknown to the police, Dr. Deaton is a druid and was the emissary to the Hale and Rivers-Calzoni pack. He used to help us out when we were unsure about certain magical things, but he's retired now. I plan to ask him about what to do about both my pack and this new alpha.

As I entered the veterinary, I felt out of place. I'm dressed for my group date and I'm wearing my black skater skirt with a maroon jumper. I had black high heels on, along with a black clutch that was on my shoulder. My socks for the bowling shoes were in there, but I'm not sure that I'll need them. My hair is curled and I'm wearing light make-up that includes eyeliner.

"How can I help you?" Deaton asked, as I walked over to the front desk.

"Deaton, it's certainly been a while," I said. He looked confused and I realised he didn't recognise me because he last saw me when I was a child. "It's Eliana Rivers. Instead of helping out Laura and I, you left us on our own, remember? I was ten and Laura wasn't much older, but we were alphas without proper guidance."

Deaton studied me with his dark brown eyes. He's bald now, and his brown skin shines in the fluorescent light. There's surprise in his eyes, and it's not only because I've shown up here six years after he last saw me. For some odd reason, he's surprised that I'm angry with him.

He left us all to fend for ourselves. Noah, Lilian, Ashton and I had to figure out how to run the pack all by ourselves. Laura and Derek were lucky because they sort of knew what they were doing, and their comatose uncle couldn't bother them. I became alpha and I had to figure everything out for myself.

"Eliana, you've become an alpha," he stated, surprised. "When your parents died, Lilian was the alpha wasn't she? How did you rise up the ranks without killing her? She would not submit to her younger sister, who was not even going to become a werewolf."

I was only ten and my parents had died not long ago. Lilian, Ashton, Noah and I were sitting in the living room, trying to figure out what we were going to do today. Ashton and I are watching TV while Noah and Lilian are speaking to each other.

"Elli, give me the remote," Lilian demanded. "It's time for me to watch something."

"No," I argued. "I'm watching That's So Raven. If you want the remote you're going to have to fight me for it."

Mother had warned me about making others in our pack angry, especially since I won't ever become a werewolf and I won't be able to defend myself. Lilian shifted because she was so angry, and I knew that I should be afraid, but I wasn't. She's my sister, and she's all I have left. I do not know for sure, but I do not think she will hurt me.

Lilian stormed over and grabbed at the remote, her claws scratching my arm. Her normally blue eyes turned red, and I froze in fear for a second. Then I let out a yelp as she lunged at me. Her claws grazed me again, but I held up my arm to push her back.

She went to yell at me, but then her teeth accidentally latched onto my arm. I let out a yell of pain, and then I knew that I was going to become a werewolf. My arm hurt, and so did my hands.

Why do my hands hurt?

I looked down and saw claws where my nails were, and I looked up in confusion. Lilian's red eyes slowly faded to blue, and I felt oddly more powerful. But I was afraid... So, so afraid of what was happening to me.

Looking past Lilian, I saw that my eyes were red and that I looked like a werewolf. My eyes were red, and that can only mean that I'm an alpha...

"She accidentally bit me and we were both angry, so as her eyes faded to yellow mine went red," I explained, quietly. I shook my head to get rid of the memories. "Anyway, that's not important. I'm here to ask about this new werewolf running around town. I know you've seen the images of the two bodies, so I want your opinion. Not the one you gave the cops, either."

Deaton looked at me with confusion in his eyes, but didn't question me. He was probably just as confused as to how I became an alpha as everyone else is. I watched as he turned around and walked into one of his back rooms. As I went to follow, I hit an invisible barrier that was undoubtedly made of mountain ash.

Mountain ash weakens supernatural creatures, and it also keeps most of us out. In some cases, if you're a true alpha, you can pass through the barrier using all your strength. Some supernatural creatures aren't even effected by mountain ash, but it's rare.

Luckily for me, Deaton returned a few moments later with a set of photos in his hands. He slid them across the desk so I could look at them. I spread them out and saw that they were photos of the bodies of Laura Hale and the bus driver. A pang of guilt and sadness hit me when I looked at Laura because we were so close, but I pushed it away.

"It was definitely a werewolf, and a powerful one," I decided. "If it wasn't Satomi or I, then who was it? It couldn't have been Peter Hale because he's still in his self-induced comatose state."

"I'll call you if I know anything," Deaton assured me. He looked out the glass door of his veterinary. "You should go join your boyfriend now. He looks impatient."

I just nodded and walked out, mentally preparing myself for what may be the worst date of my life. I really don't want to be around Lydia or Jackson.

Jackson, Lydia, Allison, Scott, Noah, and I are all sitting in the bowling alley, in front of our lane. Allison took her time picking a bowling ball, and I just picked the one that fit my fingers best. Weight isn't an issue because of my heightened strength.

My head rested on Noah's shoulder, and he kept an arm around me. Lydia was the first to bowl, and Jackson was helping her out with it. She missed the first time, and then when she bowled again she only hit three pins.

I zoned out for a bit, but then when Allison got a strike I looked up and smiled at her. Lydia and Scott both congratulated her, and then Scott picked up his bowling ball. When he threw it, the ball went straight into the gutter. I cringed inwardly and Jackson started laughing, which was incredibly rude.

"Jackson, mind shutting up?" Allison requested, supporting Scott.

"I'm sorry," Jackson lied, trying to stop laughing. "Sorry. I'm just flashing back to the words 'I'm a great bowler'."

"Maybe he just needs a little warm up," Allison argued.

"Yeah, maybe he just needs the kiddy bumpers."

"Just aim for the middle, Scott."

"How about you aim for anything expect the gutter?"

How about the both of them shut up? They're bickering like annoying little children and it's getting on my nerves. Seriously, if Scott can't bowl then he can't bowl. It's not like it matters. Jackson should shut his mouth and Allison should stop defending someone she hardly knows, who could kill her by accident.

"Let him concentrate," I muttered.

Scott went to bowl again, and it was going well until the ball got to the end of the lane and went into the gutter. I let out a sigh and Noah didn't even seem to care, but Jackson was laughing again. He was really getting on my nerves and I'm more then ready to go home.

Jackson made a snide remark about Scott's pro bowling skills, but Allison reassured him that it was okay because they only just started. Unless Scott uses his wolf senses, which I'm going to ensure will not happen, his bowling is going to stay terrible. You don't just miraculously do better without shifting when you're newly turned.

Allison and Jackson bowled next, and both of them got strikes. Noah did as well, and it was my go next. I'm not the best at bowling, but I'm not terrible. I'm definitely going to do better then Scott and Lydia, which isn't much of a reassurance, but it's still something.

I picked up the bowling ball and turned back to Noah, biting my lip. Our eyes met and he just smirked, knowing that I wanted his help even though I don't really need it. He was going to make me ask at first, but then he got up and joined me.

"You look so hot," Noah whispered, sliding his hand up my thigh as we turned around. "Just focus on bowling, and not what we're going to do when we get home." Noah's lips were on my neck as he slowly pulled my arm back. "Get a strike for me and I'll be at your mercy in bed too."

Seeing how the offer was too good to pass up, I let my vision go red so I could focus better. I pulled my arm back and then threw the ball forward. It rolled down the lane at a surprising speed, and then knocked down all ten pins.

I turned to Noah, who grinned at me and kissed me quickly. We then walked back over to our seat and sat down. It's still going to be a long night...

At the end of the game, Noah and I tied for equal first, Scott was equal second with Allison, and Jackson was third. Lydia came last, which was no surprise. She acted like she sucked at bowling the entire time, just to please Jackson.

Now that I'm home, I know that Ashton and Lilian are ready to leave. They're stuff is all packed up, and they're leaving tomorrow morning. I have a way to keep them here, since Derek texted me after bowling with information that he and Scott discovered.

Lilian and Ashton were sitting in the living room, using their phones and letting the television play in the background. Neither of them looked like they wanted to hear me out no matter what I say, but that's what I had expected. They're going to want to listen soon though.

"You're staying," I told them, making them both look up at me with a glare. "Another werewolf is running around town killing people, and they're more beast then anything else. Whoever it is knows what they're doing, and they turned Scott McCall. I don't care if you hate me, but I do care if you put your lives, as well as the lives of Noah and I, in danger by leaving."

"Why should we bother staying?" Lilian asked. "It won't concern us when we're gone."

"Oh, but it will," Noah said. "See, if Eliana or I die because we weren't as strong as we once were, then it's your fault and no alpha is going to want you. No alpha wants a pack of self-made omegas."

Ashton got to his feet and he looked as if he was about to fight someone, while Lilian's eyes turned blue. They were both furious, but they know that we're right. Maybe one of them will kill me and take alpha status. Who knows with angry werewolves.

"This alpha just attacked someone involved in the death of the Hale family," I added. "He's on our side for now, and he'll kill people who are involved in the death of our family too. But what happens when he's done? He'll kill Noah and I, then he'll go after you two so it's only his pack in Beacon Hills."

"So you're saying that you think a Hale is the new alpha," Ashton deduced. "Or someone who knows them well because it can't be Laura and it isn't Derek."

"What I'm saying is that we need to be careful, and we need to be strong," I corrected. "We need to be a pack."

Lilian and Ashton exchanged a look and seemed to have a silent conversation. It was making me anxious, but at the same time I was proud that I was able to sway them to just think about staying. Noah wrapped his arm around me when Lilian and Noah both turned back to face us. I braced myself as they went to say something at the same time:

"Then a pack we are."