Sorry I haven't updated in a long time, but I've been busy with moving around furniture, band camp and registration/orientation for senior year of high school. (Not to mention today was the first day of school) So in return for you all being patient (which I am assuming you have been, my wonderful readers), I will be updating three new chapters over the next three days. I hope you enjoy! :)

Stiles sat alone in Scott's bedroom contemplating what he would do. Should he go and find Scott, or wait here until he gets back, or go home and begin his treacherous chemistry homework? Well, he knew that the last option was just not going to happen. After pondering the decision for a few minutes, Stiles figured that he should just stay put and maybe rummage the McCall family refrigerator while he was at it.

Thankfully, Mrs. McCall had recently restocked the fridge with milk, sandwich meat and everything in between. With Scott being away in the forest with Derek and Mrs. McCall away at work, Stiles just helped himself.

Meanwhile, Scott was trying to wrap his mind around the fact that Derek hadn't just tried to kill him, that it had been a nightmare of very insane proportions. For a few minutes, both werewolves stayed glued to their positions in complete silence. Derek had closed his eyes and let Scott decipher what was true and what had been playing in his head. Finally, Scott spoke up, his voice still a gargled mix between growls and actual words.

"How…Why…I-if it was all in my head, w-why did it feel so real? A-and why d-did I shift?" He stammered, his heart rate was still racing, keeping him shifted. Derek opened his eyes, revealing a bright turquoise, and crouched down to meet Scott's gaze.

"I'm assuming that the dream was of the Alpha's doing. He still has a grasp on you, Scott. The howl that I heard was most likely his. A warning call, knowing that your mind wasn't totally stable, to convince you that I had been trying to kill you and that you should retaliate against me." When Derek finished the last sentence, his eyes had gone back to their pale green color and Scott's eyes had burned even brighter crimson than before. "Scott, if you hadn't noticed that recently, whenever you shift, your eyes always have a tinge of red mixed the gold. Whenever your heartbeat is racing from fear or anger, the redder your eyes become…"

Scott was only half-listening, he couldn't comprehend how in holy hell this was all possible. Then again, he thought, I didn't think that becoming a werewolf was possible and was a thing in horror stories. Well, I guess I am in my own horror story and anything is possible. A sudden stinging sensation erupted on his face and he jumped, snapping out of his thoughts. Derek was now standing and beginning to walk away from him.

"Come on, Scott. We can figure that out later, but for now, we have to get you trained up to kill my uncle." For the first time, Scott thought he saw a glimmer of fear in the older beta's eyes as he looked back at Scott sitting on the floor.

Scott nodded and hopped up from the floor, returning to his human half. However, his eyes remained a deep crimson-gold, despite his eyesight also returning to normal.

Allison tossed and turned in her bed, unable to keep her dream. Her Aunt Kate stood in the doorway, smiling her evil smile with a twinkle in her eye. Allison suddenly sat up, blinking her eyes at the darkness of her room. Her dream had been so bright compared to this, her eyes had to adjust. Kate walked up to Allison's bedside and place a hand on her shoulder. She felt Allison jump and almost scream.

"It's just me, sweetie." Her reassuring tone calmed Allison's jumpy nerves as she lay back down on her bed. Kate removed her hand and walked out of the room.

Derek led Scott further into the forest, stopped and looked up at the night sky. He knew that the full moon would be arriving in a week, so they didn't have much time to prepare Scott the final battle against the Alpha. After the fiasco that occurred yesterday, Derek was even more alert to any movement that might set Scott off.

Scott plainly followed Derek until they finally stopped in a clearing where the moon was in full view, untouched by any trees. He could feel the wolf wanting to emerge and bathe in the moonlight, but he suppressed it as he watched Derek curiously. He saw Derek slowly shift into his own wolf and prepare to duel. Scott shook his head as to reject fighting Derek, even if it was a practice fight and he knew that no serious harm would be done. Derek growled at him to come forward and practice, but Scott did not budge.

"Scott, if you do not fight me, then how in the hell are you going to be able to fight the Alpha and live?" Derek was beginning to lose patience. He stood feet away from Scott for a few moments before launching himself at the younger beta.

Allison woke up once again, only this time Kate was not in her room to comfort her. She thought she had heard Scott's voice, but realized that it must have been part of her dream. Still, she had this sinking feeling as though the love of her life was in grave danger. She jumped out of her bed, grabbed her bow and a few arrows that lay by her bed, and snuck out the window in search of her beloved, unknowing that her aunt was right outside of her door, waiting to follow Allison right to the two betas.

Derek hurled himself at Scott, with claws extended, and threw Scott into a sharp tree stump. He knew that if Scott didn't shift now, then there would be no way he could stand a chance against his creator.

Scott fought to keep the wolf from emerging, despite his increased anger at Derek for deliberately throwing him into a stump. He lay face down against the stump for several minutes before finally getting up and growling in intense anger at his fellow beta. Derek once again hurled himself at a still human Scott. His body took dozens of blows from Derek's claws, teeth and legs, but Scott resisted letting the wolf loose. I will not let the wolf have control this time. I cannot let it escape! Derek once again threw him into a tree.

"Come on, Scott! Shift, dammit! Do you want to die?" Derek growled and picked Scott up again by the collar and shook him around before throwing him a third time. With a loud thud, Scott had the wind sharply forced out of his lungs. He knew that he must have looked like a battered rag doll that had been chewed up by a rabid dog, but he didn't care. He had to keep the wolf in check.

Suddenly, an earsplitting howl pierced through the night, sending Scott writhing in pain. Once the howl stopped, Derek turned to Scott in wonder how the boy stayed human when they both knew well enough that the Alpha's call forcefully shifts Scott.

"Scott…?" Derek managed to say before Scott twisted his body and contorted it as he began to shift. Scott screamed in pain as his body changed and the wolf emerged.

Before Derek could say another word, Scott was on all fours, rearing his head back, and ripping the night sky with a bloodcurdling howl of his own.