I'm so sorry! For everyone who hasn't given up on me, thanks. I have updated in forever! (Yes, my forever is less than a week. Jeez.) I am currently listening to One and The Same on the computer, and realized it's really catchy. And I just started singing and my bro got mad. Teehee.

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Sonny's POV

It was three days later. A Monday. Chad and I had practiced for about sixty-five hours straight over the weekend, and I was now a pro. Amazing. Like I'd been training forever.

I was currently sitting in the prop house, playing video games with Nico on the couch. It was actually...fun. I'd never played any type of video games before, and tried my hardest not to get frustrated at myself for screwing up controls and maybe snapping the controller in half. Of course, it wasn't necessary, because Nico's butt was getting kicked by me over an over an over again...Both in the video game and rhetorical sense.

After another win at the fighting game that was addicting me like nothing else, (except Chad) Nico was in shock.

"Jeez, Sonny! You beat me when I've been playing this game for months, and you've never even touched a controller before this. That makes me feel so proud." He said.

I snickered, "No need to beat yourself up Nico...because I already did. Like a hundred times."

Tawni came in and gaped at the scene. She was wearing black skinny jeans and boots, with a white t-shirt that had multicolored stars on it and a skinny yellow vest on top. I smiled at her.

"Hey, Tawni." I greeted her.

"You beat Nico?" She gasped. "I think I'm going, like, going into shock!"

She turned to the mirror and smiled in relief, as if she were longing to see her own face for hours. I shook my head in amusement.

"Yep, I'm surprised. AND PRETTY!" She turned back to me, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Nico's never been beat before. He's the best of all of us!"

"Which proves you have never played before." I muttered to myself, almost silently, snickering internally.

"What was that?" Tawni raised her eyebrow skeptically, as if she knew what I had said to myself. How did she even notice?

"Oh, nothing. I guess Nico was just having a bad day with the videos." I waved my hand dismissively, though Tawni didn't even bother to listen to the answer of her question; for she had started to reapply her coco moco coco lipstick, making kissy noises at herself in the poor mirror.

I went to go sit on the bench next to Grady, and he was so shocked at my skills that he didn't even speak. Yep, I'm that good.

I heard footsteps coming down the hall, closer than the others that I could make out a mile away. I took in a deep sniff, and smiled wide at he smell. It was a delicious lavender smell, floral, in a way.

Chad.

I got giddy when I watched him turn the corner, inviting himself in the open door.

"Hello, randoms!" He stressed every syllable, a cocky grin plastered on his face. What was he doing?

"Chad," My cast muttered their response, glaring as he plopped himself on the couch.

My eyes narrowed and my eyebrows knit together in confusion,. was about to open my mouth to say something, but Tawni beat me to the punch.

"Chad," she said his name, and shivered in disgust as it rolled off her tongue. "I believe you haven't officially met our new cast member. She put her hand out in my direction. "This is Sonny."

Chad looked up, obvious (but, for me, of course, it would be sarcastic, right?) boredom on his face. Though, when he looked in my eyes, he smiled a "confused" smile, and stood up.

"Hey, Sonny. I'm Chad." He was flirting with me, I could tell. But, what was going on here?

"Hi, Chad." I said quietly, more confused then ever.

"Um, do you...want to go on a walk or something? We could get to know each other a little better."

It didn't take me more than a nanosecond to agree. "Sure,"

I looked at Tawni, remembering oh so clearly our conversation and her warning that was being ignored. She widened her eyes at me in warning, but I nodded to reassure her it was okay.

She didn't know the half of what was going on with Chad.

"Bye guys," I said quickly, pulling Chad out the door.

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Chad's POV

Tears poured from my eyes. I couldn't control how my mind raced, all the memories with her being exposed for the first time.

"It's gone too far, Chad." Riley said, after he morphed.

"No, it hasn't." I argued fiercely.

He sighed, though it didn't look like he felt bad about what he was making me do. "It's nothing personal. It's just-"

"When she's involved, it is personal!" I yelled.

Riley became angry at my tone and volume. He had no right. Sure, he might be the boss of me, but he wasn't my father.

"You will bring her back here to me, and just because of your disrespect, Chad, you'll be the one to do it."

I was about to do something I'd never thought about doing my entire life as a werewolf.

"No." I said simply.

I had denied him. I denied the alpha.

"Excuse me?!" He yelled.

"No. I won't do it! I refuse you, oh mighty one, I'm not going to do that. She's not hurting anyone!" I was furious.

Riley shook his head at me, upset. "She will hurt you Chad. I know."

"You don't. I promised- swore- to her that I wouldn't hurt her. She said the same to me. I intend to keep my promise, and you aren't getting in the way. You're not." I snarled. I kept my voice low so that it would whip out and sound harsh as ever.

Riley's face exposed his anger, and he advanced me with fast paced steps. I cowered back, losing my sire gaze.

"You will do it. Now, Chad!" He exploding in my face.

I could feel myself leaving, without me even telling my feet to move. I was being forced to do this. I would never hurt Sonny, I had swore to her...but this wasn't me. No, I wasn't suddenly a robot, but I was being forced to into it. So, this wasn't necessarily not me, but not my own actions.

I dried the tears away automatically. For I had to for fill Riley's command, and crying in front of Sonny is going to figure out what I was going to do when I morphed. I had dropped her an unimaginable amount of hints over the weekend when we alone, hopelessly hoping that she would understand that I couldn't not obey the alpha. She was so close to understanding, but was afriad. I had told her that, too, but once again, she denied me.

I knew her now.

Despite what she was, she was sunny. A Sonny. She was happy, funny, positive, fun to be around, loving...and if there's one thing I know for sure, it's that I feel strongly for her. So strong that sometimes I feel like I'm becoming a huge sap.

I loved her.

All this time being with her, I had had this feeling, this attraction, toward her. I had defined it. It was love, and it was what I should have been avoiding. Not the complete opposite, what I had been embracing. Because of my acts, which I in no way regret, Sonny would get hurt, and so would I. Though, the outcome was a lot worse for her.

Doing this shattered my heart. She was mine. I wanted her. For me. But, then again, no one could have her if she wasn't alive. I shook my head, a permanent frown on my face.

I hated Riley. I hated my pack. I hated them all with a passion.

Because of my duty, I had to put on the usual Chad Dylan Cooper charade. And, to the cast, they had no idea that Sonny and I had already met, and much more. I hoped that she would play along

I could smell her, now. Sonny's smell was now ten times more enthralling when I wouldn't be able to smell it again after this. After me. If I could smell her and hear her, she could most definitely hear me. I could even hear her take as sniff of whoever was down the hall, and I knew she would recognize me.

I just wished she would un. Run away from here for some apparent reason and I wouldn't have to do his. But, if anything about the time we gad together meant anything, it was that I wouldn't run from her.

Run, Sonny. Run. I repeated the message over and over again, knowing, though, that she wouldn't process it. Sighing internally, I walked into he prop house with a grin on my face.

"Hello, randoms!" I greeted in the Chad Dylan Cooper way.

I could feel her eyes on me, ripping through the back of my shirt as I plopped on the couch, going under my skin and stabbing my heart in the most painful way imaginable. Despite my thoughts though, I unwillingly kept my acting up.

"Chad," They all sneered my name except Sonny.

Tawni went on. "I believe you haven't officially met our new cast member. This is Sonny." Her hand pointed her out.

When I looked at Sonny's face, the pain increased horribly, stabbing my heart repeatedly now. My mind was hurting, now, too, screaming at me to find some sort of loophole in Riley's demands.

I pretended to be interested. She looked at me, confused and curious at my actions. I wanted to tell her what was going on, Wrap her in my arms and tell her I would never hurt her. My thoughts and actions won't match up soon enough.

I stood up. "Hi Sonny. I'm Chad." I was flirting, obviously.

"Hi, Chad." She whispered.

"Um, do you want to go for a walk or something? We could get to know each other a little better." I suggested "innocently".

Say no, say no, SAY NO!

"Sure," She agreed all too quickly.

And for the first time in my life, I was angry at Sonny Monroe, though my expression became jubilant despite myself.

Sonny made some sort of silent assurance to Tawni.

"Let's go," I said.

She narrowed her eyes at me and pushed me out quicker than I thought possible.

Once the door was clicked closed, she turned to me.

"What are you-" She started, but I cut her off.

I couldn't help being so close to her and knowing I wouldn't be able to see her beautiful face after tonight. I crushed my lips onto hers, kissing her longingly. There wasn't another emotion inside me that I could comprehend. Longing.

Sonny kissed me back, but pulled back all too soon. For a second she picked me up and zoomed to the end of the hall so that her cast mates wouldn't hear my panting. She just looked at me, confusion in her eyes.

I had just noticed. We weren't moving. I needed to go.

"C'mon, lets go." I said.

"Why are you acting the way you are?" she asked quickly, so quickly no human could ever make it out.

I stared at her blankly for a second but then shook my head, taking her hand and pulling her along with me as we exited the studios and into the forest. Soon, she walked with me, swinging our hands like an old couple. I smiled, her cold hand was freezing, and it sent chills up my spine. But, they were shivers of pleasure.

"Where are we going?" She asked, annoyed at our slow speed.

"We'll go faster," I said, and morphed.

I blurred through the forest with her on my heels. I hated this, leading her to her death. I could have done it right here and now, but I wanted her close as long as possible.

I could smell my pack, and now I had to be the person with the prisoner. The guard. I hated myself when I morphed, my strength still with me in human form. She had stopped running, smelling the pack, staring at me with hurt eyes. I knew what she was thinking. I had betrayed her my promise. I was a liar. And I new she thought everything that had happened between us was a lie.

I yearned to touch her arm and tell her it was going to be alright. So, I did. But I didn't say that everything would be alright. Turning to her, I caught her in a grip that was so willing to loosen and let her run free, but I hung on tight. Turning her head a fraction of an inch to me so I could see the single tear roll down her cheek, Sonny walked slowly and solemnly to where I led her.

Sonny knew she couldn't outrun us. I had told her specifically not to try, for she would lose. So, I with this knowledge, let go of her, and she stood her ground.

The pack was in human form, surrounding us in a circle. Cindy was inside it, looking at Sonny, first smiling, but then frowning as if in deep despair. Cindy didn't know the half of it.

"Thank you, Chad." Riley's voice was cold despite the words.

I just glared. "Never again will you be welcome." I shook my head at the leach.

"So," Lily walked out of her spot and up to us. Lily had always had a thing for me. I knew it. She made it completely obvious, but now, she was just pissing me off. "This is the famous Sonny Monroe."

Her tone annoyed me so much, my spine trembled as if I would morph. Apparently Sonny felt the same.

"And who are you?" She asked.

Lily opened her mouth to say something, but then smirked evilly while giving me a quick sideways glance.

"Chad's girlfriend," She said it as though it was obvious.

"You. Will. Never. Be. My. Girlfriend." I spat.

Lily looked shocked and hurt, but I don't think I could care less. Jackson, having a huge crush on Lily, came up to me as Lily took her place back in the circle.

"Don't you dare talk to Lily that way," He growled at me, looking at Sonny like she was a gross bug.

I stepped in his line of sight to block her. "Don't you dare touch my Sonny."

I could feel Sonny's eyes on me then. I ignored her, now, not wanting to meet her gaze to have to leave Jackson's.

"Well, then." This was Riley in a pleasant voice. "Jackson, if you are so determined, why don't you do the honor?"

The tremors went up and down my back without stopping, and I was sure I was visibly shaking with anger as I stared down Jackson, daring him.

Jackson smirked at me, never having his eyes leave mine as he answered Riley. "I would love to do the honor, Riley. The sooner the better, huh?"

I didn't move. There was no way in hell I was going to move.

When Jackson tried to step around me, I let out the harshest, most menacing growl I could muster up. It was low and fierce, and whipped out fast. He faltered in his steps, staring at me with wide eyes.

Jackson shook his head at me, solemn. "It's for the best, man."

"Then when you're done with her, I'll kill Lily." I promised him severely.

"You don't have that kind of heart, dude." He smiled sadly, and turned to Sonny.

Sonny stared with wide eyes when she processed what was going on. Taking one last glance in my direction, she stared, terrified.

When her brown eyes glazed over with tears, I broke down inside. I didn't move. I remembered all the good times we had together. Drawing in the forest, talking on her bed, kissing in the rain, practicing for days...and then I remembered how good she was.

Remember what I taught you, I mouthed.

Her expression softened. It was, for just a second, looking at me longingly. Then it was determined, fierce. I took a deep breath to reassure myself of her skills. Hey, if I'm the best fighter next to Riley, and she could beat me, Jackson had no chance.

I nodded at her, as she crouched down in a ready position. Jackson had already morphed, but I could still tell he was surprised she would actually fight. Or, to him, at least try.

I heard him chuckle under his breath and crouch low, and then, Sonny started to advance him around the side, slowly. This caused them to start circling each other. This is how Sonny would always make us start out, because she liked the whole suspenseful feeling. And this time, the fighting was for real.

Sonny played it safe, waiting for Jackson to make the first move. When he finally processed that she wasn't going to attack anytime soon, he rolled his eyes, and lunged.

I gasped as he jumped on my Sonny, but she was smirking. Moving in a blur, they fought, guessing the other's moves before it happened. Sonny wasn't trying to kill him, just defend herself. She wasn't trying to hurt him.

I whispered to her. "It will end when you attack, Sonny. If you don't hurt him, he won't stop."

Jackson was furious at me, also hearing my info to Sonny. He whipped his head around to growl. Then, he turned his whole body around and started walking toward me. I couldn't morph as fast as he could get to me. I was screwed.

Two seconds later, Jackson was pushed to the ground and pinned down by Sonny, having used this distraction to her advantage. Her teeth were an inch from his neck. Just one little tooth sunk into his skin and he was gone. Sonny stopped. She looked up at me, and I nodded. If he wanted to hurt her, he needed to die.

But Sonny wasn't that kind of person. With a look of pure sock and disgust at herself, she got up slowly. Jack just laid there, shocked also at her choice to let him live. I took a step toward Sonny, reaching out to her as if to touch her face despite the distance between us. She didn't see me. She looked down at her hands, disgust taking over her features as she lifted them up to stare at them. One tear ran down her cheek as she looked past her hands toward Jack, laying on the floor.

She stood there with the tears gleaming as they slid down her face, but then sprinted like a bullet out of the forest and away from the wolves. Not one second past before I started after her.