Wyatt's POV

It was around six o'clock in the morning when we finally got back to my grandparent's house. After Mom had run off to find someone named Dylan who had apparently helped saved Piper. I guess Mom knew him or something? I don't know.

All the way home no one said a word. Dad was still kind of pissed off about Seth; Seth didn't want to say anything to make Dad anymore mad, Mom was lost in thought, Damon was half asleep, and Piper just kept looking out the window like her life depended on it. The silence was like death, and who was I to disturb death? I was looking around the SUV that my grandparents had brought, thinking just as intently as my mother. I was thinking about what had happened that night and the stories I had heard earlier that night. The stories seemed to bring something out of me, and so did the events of that night. The stories brought out my heritage and the wolf that I felt like was sleeping inside me, and the whole thing with my sister brought out the protective brother and anger beyond hell in me. I wasn't sure why I was so angry. Maybe it was the fact that some dude that I didn't even know had put a claim on my sister, my best friend. It angered me, it enraged me, and all I really wanted to do was reach in front of me and wrap my hands around Seth's neck and strangle him. But I knew I couldn't do that. Seth meant a lot to my dad, as well as my mother, and one day I knew that Piper would come to love him.

My anger got worse and worse as the minutes passed by. Just riding in the same car as the guy who would take my sister from me made me sick. I was so angry, so, so angry that I barely noticed the tears streaming down my sister's face as she looked out the window at the rising sun. As I was reaching my hand out to touch Piper's arm I noticed that my hand was shaking violently. I lightly touched Piper's arm, just so it would seem as though it was an accident, and saw that she was ice cold. Or maybe I was just hot…? I put my hand to my own face and it was like fire on fire. Usually when this happened to me I was hot but felt cold, now I was cold but my skin felt like it was on fire. Everything felt wrong! Everything hurt; my whole body ached and burned. Though I couldn't so much feel that pain, it came and went. The pain was covered by the anger and rage that burned in my heart and out through every pore in my body. I couldn't help it, but as each second passed I got more and more angry.

"Wyatt you're on fire," Damon whispered to me. He had his hand on my arm and was holding it tight to keep me from shaking. It didn't work.

"I know," I whispered back.

'You need to tell Dad,' Damon said in his head.

"No," I said quickly. "It will pass."

Damon didn't say anything, but he nodded.

I was almost sure that it would past, but as time went on it just got worse and worse. The shakes passed through my entire body in waves, and the heat was just about unbearable. But I kept quiet and tried to keep still. The ride home seemed longer than it did when we drove to First Beach the night before. When we finally got to the house I jumped out of the SUV and practically laid on the ground, gasping for air.

"Wyatt are you okay?" Mom asked reaching down to touch me.

But I pulled myself and jerked away from her before she could lay her hand on my skin and see how hot it was.

"Yeah I'm fine. It was just really… really tight in that car," I said quickly. I tensed my muscles so I didn't look like I was shaking.

"Are you sure honey? You're shaking," Mom said stepping towards me.

I jerked back again and started walking backwards towards the house. "No Mom, really, I'm fine. I just you know need some sleep."

"Okay then," she said hesitantly.

I smiled at her before walking into the house, hopefully giving her some piece of mind. I knew she would still be worried but at least she knew that I wasn't about to die. I walked into the house and to the down stairs bathroom and into the medicine cabinet. I searched around for the aspirin and found every pain killer but. So I pulled out the Tylenol and took two really quick. Then I splashed cold water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like hell. My face was red and sweaty, my hair was matted with sweat, and my eyes looked bloodshot. I needed a shower and really long nap. I walked up to the third floor where Piper and I were sharing a room and walked in to find Piper sitting on the floor with her head in her hands and her knees up to her chest.

"Hey Sis," I said.

"Wyatt," she said looking up at me. Her face was tear stained, but now dry. She had been crying but now she was just deep in thought.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"What does it look like?"

"I'm just trying to see if you're okay Piper, so please don't get an attitude," I said walking to the bathroom that was connected to the room. When I got in there I took my shirt off and looked at my body in the mirror. My muscles were bulging out along with my veins. My skin seemed darker than usual.

"I'm sorry if I am a little stressed out right now Wyatt, but the last few hours have not been easy for me at all," Piper said.

"Yeah I get that Piper," I said walking out of the bathroom.

"I just can't believe this happened to me," she whispered.

"Neither can I. I mean you don't even know the dude and he puts a claim on you," I said. I reached into my suit case on the floor and pulled out my shower stuff.

"It's not like he can control it Wyatt," she said.

"I doubt that."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked.

Oh great… I knew that tone of voice. She was in her fighting mood. Piper and I rarely got into fights but when we did the fights were total fallouts. We yelled and threw stuff, sometimes Piper would even throw a punch at me. But I always caught her hand before it came in contact with me, or she stopped herself. And I already wasn't feeling the best, and I didn't really want to get in a fight with my sister, who had also had a pretty over whelming night.

"It means that wolf or not, he should be able to control himself. I saw the way he looked at you Piper and it was defiantly something he could have controlled," I said. The anger was back.

"It's not something he can control Wyatt. This is not what he wanted or what I wanted," she said standing up.

"Well it's not like he's suffering," I said to her.

"And that means?"

"It means that you can tell that he is attracted to you! He thinks that you're hot and he's going to take advantage of that!" I was yelling now, and my anger was escalading.

"So you think I'm all looks? Wow that's great to know what you think about your sister," she said with tears in her eyes. "You know that whole wolf thing is not controllable. He didn't want it to happen and I didn't want it to happen! But guess what brother dearest, it did happen!"

"I know that!" I yelled. "You shouldn't be getting upset!"

"Oh and you should?" Piper asked throwing down her phone on the bed behind her.

"Well yeah I should! I'm losing my sister to some creep that has some stupid claim to her!" I yelled. The anger was bubbling up so fast and hot, I felt like I was about to blow up.

"Okay first of all," Piper yelled. "You are not losing me as a sister! Second of all, this has nothing to do with you Wyatt! This is my problem. And third of all, you don't know Seth! He is not a creep at all. He is a sweet person that I would love to get to know."

"Oh so you're in love with him now is that it?" I asked.

"No of course not, but-"

"No but it's going to happen. You're going to end up falling in love with him just like your 'meant' to," I said.

"No! This is still my choice! And again this has nothing to do with you!"

"My sister, my business!" I yelled.

After I said that Piper tried to throw a punch at me, but like always, I caught her hand and held it there.

"Owe Wyatt you're hurting me!" Piper yelled twisting her hand out of my grasp. Around her wrist was a red hand mark, my red hand mark.

I didn't think I was that strong…

"You know what I am done talking about this Wyatt," Piper said holding her hand to her chest.

"I'm not," I said matter-o-factly.

"This has nothing to do with you Wyatt! You're not going to understand any of this because you are not me and you are not Seth!" she yelled. "You are not even a wolf yet for goodness sake!"

That ended it. I didn't know what to say at all. I never thought she would go there with me. That hurt, bad.

I figured once Piper realized what she said that she would take it back. But she just stood there, with her face red and tears in her eyes. Her hand was still clutched at her chest. She looked dead serious, and scared. As for me, I was shaking with anger and pain. My body still ached, and I was still hot as hell.

"Why would you say that?" I whispered.

"Because it's true Wyatt, you spend all of your time trying to live up to Dad and Damon. But in reality you are still the little brother and the youngest son! You're not like them yet Wyatt! You're not!"

Each word she said hurt worse and worse, and got me even madder. By the time the conversation got to this point I was shaking so bad I had to shift my weight every five seconds. And Piper had to take it one step further.

"You're not a wolf and I'm not even sure that you're going to be!" she yelled.

And that was the last straw. Something ripped inside me, all the way down my back and through my spine. Then something like a roar came out of my mouth and more pain. Then everything went black.

Note: sorry it took forever to update! But thanks so much to everyone who has read and reviewed this! It means a lot to me! Okay so if you have any questions, predictions, or even suggestions please don't hesitate to write it in a review! Ok I love you guys!

P.S

What do you think about Wyatt and Piper fighting? Trust me it can get worse! And I hope you can guess what just happened to Wyatt!

Oh hey! I forgot! QUESTION! Who's your favorite character? Why? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!

Oh and a lot of you are curious about Sara! And don't worry there will be more of her and the SEXY Dylan!

Okay good byes for reals this time!

Love yas :D – Sweetie B'