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It was dark when I managed to successfully take down a stag. The injuries Derek had given me had made hunting difficult. Once I had drained the animal my injuries healed. I carried the stag back to my house where I proceeded to skin and butcher it. I put the meat in the freezer for a later date and put the bones on a fire ant hill, covering them with a large plastic container weighted down with a rock for them to clean. I'll leave it like that for maybe a week give or take and once the bones are clean I'll dry them and ground them into powder for spells. I could use my magic to do all this in seconds but that would destroy the natural magic within them. I had just gotten inside when my phone went off. The song that played was 'Cool Kids' by Echosmith. I shook my head.

"Hey Handsome. I was just thinking about calling you."

"Great minds think alike."

I smiled.

"If only you had a mind Stiles."

"Ouch."

I giggled softly.

"I'm messing with you. So, what's up?"

"Oh, nothing. I just, uh, you know, wanted to say hi."

I'm confused.

"You alright Stiles?"

He sighed heavily.

"I was just…thinking about my mom."

"You want me to come over?"

"No, no. I just wanted to take my mind off of her."

"So instead of calling your best friend Scott, you call me?"

"You're better at distracting me then Scott is."

I rolled my eyes and smiled mischievously.

"Is that why you called me the second I decide to try to get in the shower?"

"I-I uh, my bad."

"Uh-huh. Listen, I'm getting cold so I'm gonna go get in the shower now. I'll call you tomorrow okay sweet heart?"

"Uh…yeah, no that's fine. I completely understand."

"Bye Stiles."

"Yeah, bye."

I hung up the phone and grinned. Stiles was too cute when his train of thought crashed. I started to dial Laura to tell her what happed with Derek, but then I remembered Derek had said she was dead. I sighed heavily before allowing the tears to fall. Laura was, for all intents and purposes, my sister, and she, like everyone else, was dead. I headed upstairs to my room and collapsed on the bed. I don't know when I fell asleep or when I had stopped crying but I must have been super tired. I woke up that next day to someone knocking on my door. I groaned as I looked at the clock. Six pm, Monday. I ran a hand down my face as the knocking on my door turned to pounding. I cannot believe I've slept through my Monday. I had things to do. I used my magic to clean myself up, change clothes, and brush my hair. I left my hair down as I went down stairs to answer my door. I opened it to see Derek glaring at me.

Oh god, he's pissed.

"Get in the car."

"Excuse me?"

"Get in the car. Now."

I leaned against the doorframe and crossed my arms.

"May I ask why?"

He walked off the porch and headed over to his car. Guess not. I grabbed my black leather jacket off the rack, shutting my door behind me as I followed Derek over to his car. I got in after slipping my jacket on and he drove off. Where ever it was that we were going must have been important because Derek was driving pretty fast. I looked at him.

"Derek, about yesterday, what you said about Laura…I'm sorry."

He didn't say anything. He's going to break the steering wheel at this rate. I leaned over and placed my hand over his. Derek stared at my hand for a moment before loosening his grip on the steering wheel.

"Why did you come back?"

"I came looking for Laura. She was looking into a revenge symbol that was painted on a deer. Someone killed her and now I have to find the Alpha that did it."

I leaned back in my seat, sticking my hands in my pockets as I did so. That explains the dark energy behind my door yesterday…but why did I recognize it? It was the stopping of the car that pulled me out of my thoughts. Derek got out and I followed him. We were parked down the street from Scott's house. What are we doing here? I looked at Derek and he motioned for me to follow him. We walked down to Scott's house and Derek pointed at it.

"Go talk to Scott."

"Why?"

"Because he's putting us in danger. If he plays his game on Saturday he'll change on the field and out us both."

I was surprised.

"How do you know this?"

"I saw him change on the field today."

I sighed.

"Fine."

I climbed into Scott's window for the millionth time in my life. He was video chatting with Stiles on the computer.

"What'd you find out?"

"Oh, it's bad. Jackson got a separated shoulder."

I giggled and slid my hands down Scott's chest to give him a hug. He laughed slightly as Stiles stared at us confused like.

"Hi Stiles."

"Scott, buddy, I though you said Whitney was at home."

"I was but I heard about what happened at practice today."

"From who?"

I tapped my nose. This was my way of saying I wasn't going to tell. Stiles sighed and Scott went back to looking worried.

"Is Jackson's separated shoulder Scott's fault?"

Scott rolled his eyes.

"I may have hit him a little harder than I meant to."

Stiles shook his head and it was my turn to look worried.

"That bad huh?"

Scott looked at Stiles.

"Because of me?"

"Because he's a tool."

I smiled.

"Is he gonna play?"

"Oh, they don't know yet. Now they're just counting on Scott for Saturday. Hear me Scott? They're just counting on you."

Scott shook his head as I let him go.

"Hey, it's okay Scott. Everyone has a hard time adjusting to new things. You just have to learn not to shift in front of everyone."

"Easier said than done."

I felt bad for Scott. Things were different for those who were born a werewolf. They didn't struggle this hard for control. Scott sighed heavily and hung his head. I leaned over his chair and looked at Stiles, who was now looking at the screen very carefully. Stiles looked scared as he started to message us.

'It looks like'

Scott was confused.

"Looks like what?"

The video froze. It was buffering. Scott became impatient.

"Come on. Damn it."

'Someone's behind you'

Stiles was wide eyed as Scott enlarged his side of the video chat. I turned around to see Derek standing there. He must have gotten impatient. Scott started freaking out as Derek came at us, grabbing Scott up out of his chair, and pinned him against the wall. Derek held Scott in place with his left forearm. He was super pissed.

"I saw you on the field!"

Scott was scared.

"What are you talking about?"

"You shifted in front of them! If they find out what you are, they find out about me, about Whitney, about all of us. And then it's not just the hunters after us, it's everyone!"

Oh god, he let it slip.

"They didn't…see anything, I-I swear!"

"And they won't! Because if you even try to play in that game on Saturday…I'm gonna kill you myself."

I shook my head as Derek walked away from Scott. I gave Derek a look.

Was that necessary?

You weren't getting anywhere.

I sighed as Derek went out the window and Scott turned around to me. He calmed down and I sat in his computer chair.

"Uh…guys? Still here."

I looked at Stiles as Scott sat on his bed.

"Sorry Stiles. Derek wanted to get the point I was trying to make a crossed a little clearer."

"Well, he didn't have to scare us to death."

"Stiles…"

Scott sighed.

"Derek's right. I can't play on Saturday. I can't."

I shook my again.

"I'm sorry Scott. It's for the best though."

"Yeah. What did he mean that everyone would find out about you?"

I bit my lip and looked at Stiles.

"Yeah Whit. What did he mean?"

I groaned.

Thanks a lot Derek.

"I gotta go."

Scott and Stiles tried to stop me but I disappeared and reappeared at Derek's house. I waited for him to come back. I walked over to him once he had gotten out of his car.

"Why add my name to list of things people find out about?"

"Because they will find out about you. You're not just a witch."

"Scott and Stiles don't need to know that!"

He walked away from me and headed towards his porch.

"How long do you think you can keep your secret from them? Hm?"

"I'm going to tell them."

He turned to me.

"When?"

"When I'm ready."

"Do you really think they'll forgive you for not telling them everything? Scott might, but Stiles, he's human. He won't get it."

"There's nothing to get Derek! I don't know if you remember or not but you weren't happy with my coming out either."

"That was different…"

He pointed at me.

"…and you know it."

Unbelievable.

"You had no right to throw it out there like that."

He scoffed, threw his hands up, walked inside his house. I rolled my eyes and jogged home. I shifted into a black long sleeve V-neck shirt once I was home. I plopped down on the couch and turned on the T.V. It was around one in the morning when someone knocked on my door. I got up and stood in front of it.

"What do you want Derek?"

"I uh, I found Laura. Well, half of her that is, and I wanted to know if you wanted to help bury her."

I sighed softly. Derek was fiddling with his fingers as I opened the door.

"Which half did you find?"

He looked at me and then back at the floor.

"The top half."

I smiled and nodded. Derek shut the door behind me as I walked out. We made our way over to his house in silence. I began crying when I spotted Laura's body. Derek rubbed my back and I tried to gather myself.

"If it's going to bother you like this maybe you should wait inside."

I smiled.

"It's okay Derek. Laura would never forgive me if I didn't do this."

He nodded and handed me a shovel. Together, we dug the grave for her, happy childhood memories coming forth to help us grieve. We tied the tarp that was wrapped around her body with a rope and lowered her down. Once we had her covered with dirt I took my jacket off and placed it on the ground. Derek looked at me confused.

"What are you doing?"

"Just watch."

I pulled the zippers open on my back and slid my wings out of them. Derek was shocked.

"Surprised I have wings?"

"I'm surprised they're white."

I punched his shoulder. He smiled and rubbed it.

"You can't bring her back Whit."

"That's not what I'm doing now go stand on the side by the house."

He raised his eyebrows as if to question why and I rolled my eyes.

"Just go."

He did as he was told and I stood on the opposite side of him.

"I am going to send Laura my familiar to help her spirit move on from this place. You are her blood Derek, her earthly connection, and because of this fact I will need your help in doing so."

He nodded as I rubbed my hands together. I collected my spirit energy and summoned the visual gate for Derek. A light blue circle formed around us and Derek watched me closely. I opened my wings towards the sky as they glowed softly.

"Repeat after me Derek: Spirit of Laura Hale, hear my prayer. I call from the Gate of Blood from the North, I pray that your journey is short, and that you find eternal peace."

Derek repeated me and I smiled.

"Spirit of Laura Hale, hear my prayer. I call from the Gate of Friendship from the South, I pray that your journey be a safe one, and that you find eternal happiness."

It was then that a small ball of light rose from Laura's grave. Derek raised his brow in interest. The light floated over to the west and turned into a black wolf ghost. It was Laura in her fully shifted form. Derek looked at her and back at me.

"Why does she look like that?"

"The wolf was Laura in life and so Laura is the wolf in death. You too, will be in the same form when your death comes."

"I don't understand."

"You don't need to."

I removed my talisman from around my neck; holding it between both hands I whispered my familiar's name. My wings faded from view and my talisman turned into the spirit form of my beloved friend. He flew over the eastern side and landed on the ground. One call from him activated the eastern gate and one howl from Laura activated the western gate.

"The Gate of Guardians and the Gate of Loved Ones has been activated. With the Spirit Compass complete, I bid you both farewell, and may the White Raven guide your spirt home."

Laura bowed her head to me and then looked at Derek who smiled slightly. My familiar landed on Laura's back as she walked away from us, fading into the darkness. The zippers on my back disappeared and I fell to my knees. Derek walked over to me and helped me back up.

"You alright?"

"That took a little more energy from me than I thought it would."

"I think you should stay here tonight."

I nodded in agreement. I was too tired to argue with him.

"I've got aconite in my basement. You should set the spiral before it gets too late."

"Why do you have wolfsbane in your basement?"

"That's a terrible question."

"That's a terrible answer."

I smiled as Derek led me inside and helped me sit on the one couch that wasn't burned.

"Seriously, Onyx, are you gonna be okay?"

How did my middle name become the key word for his seriousness?

"I'll be without magic for a few hours but I'll be fine. I've done this a thousand times."

I yawned and laid down before drifting to sleep. I woke up to Scott yelling for Derek. I groaned and went to sit up when I felt something slide down my arm. I opened my eyes to see Derek's jacket laying over me. This is new. I grabbed the jacket and got up, slipping it on as I did so. I wonder where mine went. I stretched and popped a few joints while doing so. I wondered outside to where Derek and Scott were. Derek had just tossed Scott's lacrosse stick back to him as I shut the door behind me. Both of them looked at me as I walked towards them. Scott was confused and concerned all at the same time.

"Whitney? W-What are you doing here?"

"I have something I want to tell you Scott."

Derek put a hand on my shoulder.

"You don't have to tell him if you're not ready to."

Scott raised an eyebrow.

"Tell me what?"

I smiled and started from the beginning. I told Scott everything about who and what I really am. I told him what I knew, how old I really was, and what happened with the spell that allowed me to grow up with him and Stiles. Scott took my coming out very well. He asked a few questions here and there which I gladly answered. Scott smiled.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"For trusting me with your secret."

I smiled and stuck my hands in the jacket pockets.

"I haven't told Stiles yet."

"What?! What do you mean you haven't told Stiles?! You have to tell him, like, right now."

I shook my head.

"I'm not ready Scott. He's not like us, he may not understand."

Derek motioned towards his house and I nodded. He walked away as Scott was running a hand through his hair. Once Derek was inside Scott glared at me.

"Is that you or Derek talking?"

"Excuse me?"

"The Whitney I know, wouldn't keep this from Stiles, especially not now that he knows about what Derek and I am. Either you tell him, or I will."

"Scott…"

He grabbed his things, got back on his bike, and rode off. I hate to admit it but Scott had a point. When did I start keeping things from Stiles? I told him everything, didn't I? Stiles is my best friend…so, why was I so sure he wouldn't accept me for what I really was? I groaned and walked back inside Derek's house.

"He's not kidding is he?"

"No, he's not."

I pulled Derek's jacket off and handed it to him.

"Thank you for this."

"Don't mention it."

He took his jacket from me and I walked off. Derek didn't say another word as I jogged away. I was half home when I decided to shift into my full wolf form. I ran around as a wolf for next few days, thinking about whether or not I should tell Stiles about my true self. I found my courage Friday morning and shifted into my human form. I used my magic to get cleaned up, change clothes, and brush my rats nest hair out. I tied my hair back in a bun and headed over to Derek's house when I heard several cars in that direction. Derek was being placed in the back of a patrol car when I arrived. What in the hell? I looked at Scott as he turned away from Stiles, who was getting into the patrol car Derek was placed in. I walked over to him and he looked at the ground.

"What did you do?"

"Derek killed someone and buried half of her body by his house."

I shook my head.

"You are unbelievable."

"Says the girl sleeping in the same house with the murderer!"

I ran a hand down my face. He was only half wrong.

"You're so lucky I like having you around or I'd kill you."

I walked away from Scott and over to Stiles who was being lectured by his father.

"So you lied to me..."

"That depends on how you define lying."

"Well, I define it as not telling the truth, how do you define it?"

Stiles thought about it a moment.

"Reclining your body in a horizontal…position?"

"Get the hell out of here."

"Absolutely."

I smiled at Sheriff Stilinski.

"Morning Sheriff."

"Morning Whitney. Make sure Stiles and Scott leave."

"Yes sir."

Stiles scratched the top of his head as we walked back over to Scott. I climbed in the back of the jeep and Stiles drove off.

"Hand me the laptop Whit."

"Sure thing."

I handed Scott the laptop and he motioned towards Stiles. I sighed and nodded. I guess now is as good a time as any.

"Hey Stiles?"

"Yeah?"

"There's something I need to tell you."

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

I told Stiles the same thing I told Scott. I even told him why I told Scott first. I leaned over the middle of the front seat, crossing my arms, and looking at Stiles.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I was afraid of what you'd think of me."

"I'm disappointed in you Whit, I really am. However, in light of these circumstances I think I can forgive you."

I was so relieved.

"Really?"

He smiled and looked at me.

"Really, really."

I smiled back at him as Scott pushed the back of my head.

"I told you he'd be okay with it."

I giggled and shook my head. I'm so happy right now that I could just kiss him. Without another thought I kissed Stiles on the cheek. He started freaking out a bit.

"Duh, d-did you, uh, just uh, y-you know?"

I smiled.

"I did just uh, you know, do that."

Scott shook his head.

"Get a room you two."

Stiles shoved Scott as we started laughing. Scott was getting fed up with the laptop.

"I can't find anything about wolfsbane being used in burials."

Really? That's what this is about?

Stiles looked at Scott before looking back at the road.

"Just keep looking. Maybe it's like a ritual or something, like maybe they burry you as a wolf! Or maybe it's like a special skill, you know, like something you have to learn."

Scott sighed.

"I'll put it on my to-do list, underneath: How the hell am I gonna play this game tonight?"

Stiles looked at me in the rearview mirror and then back at road.

"Maybe it's different for girl werewolves."

Scott was now fed up.

"Okay, stop it!"

I raised an eyebrow as Stiles got confused.

"Stop what?"

"Stop saying werewolves, stop enjoying this so much!"

I furrowed my brow as I sniffed the air.

Why do I smell wolfsbane in here?

Stiles looked at Scott as I started looking for the source of the smell.

"Are you okay?"

I could hear Scott's heartbeat pick up.

"No! No, I'm not! I'm so far from being okay!"

I looked at Scott having given up on finding the location of the smell.

"You're gonna have to accept this Scott, soon or later."

"I can't..."

I patted Stiles's shoulder as he looked at Scott.

"Well, you're gonna have to!"

"Stiles."

"No, I can't breathe!"

The roar from Scott made us swerve a bit. Stiles was now freaking out.

Is he changing?

"Pull over!"

"Why? What's happening?"

I looked down at Scott's bag as he picked it up and opened it. The aconite that Derek had buried Laura under was in it. I looked at Scott who looked at the flower and then at Stiles.

"You kept it?!"

"What was I supposed to do with it?"

Scott groaned in pain and his eyes turned yellow.

"Stop the car!"

Stiles pulled over and threw the bag as far as he could while I got out and opened Scott's door so he could get out. Scott took off just as Stiles turned around to us. Stiles was scared.

"Where's Scott?"

"He took off."

"Oh my god. Hey, wait a minute, why aren't you wolfing out, or whatever?"

"Aconite doesn't affect me the way it does the others."

"I'll call my dad's partner."

"I'll find him Stiles. Don't worry."

I followed Scott's scent all the way to town and to a house I didn't know. When Scott said the name Allison, I texted his location to Stiles, who was elated that Scott was okay. I made my way to where Scott and Stiles were to play their game. They were in the fourth quarter when I finally made it there. I was in no hurry and had full assurance they would win. Beacon Hills High was down by two points. I could see Scott using his wolf side to score. I could smell the change on him when the other team passed Scott the ball. He made the shot that tied the score. Once Scott shot the winning goal he ran off. I started to follow him but Allison beat me to it. I let her go after him as I turned around to go home. I smiled as I smelled Derek come up behind me.

"Nice to know that I don't have to visit you in prison."

"You're boyfriend and friend Scott told the police I killed Laura."

I turned to him.

"Stiles is not my boyfriend."

"Good. Keep it that way."

"What is your problem?"

Derek grabbed the collar of my jacket and picked me up off the ground, his eyes shifting blue as he did so.

"You, are my problem."

I wrapped my hands around his wrist as my eyes shifted violet.

"Don't start this again."

"How are you attracted to that pathetic little weakling?"

I growled at him.

"You're over stepping your boundaries Derek. Back off."

"Why do you defend him?"

"Why do you care?"

He roared at me and threw me against the nearest tree. I groaned a bit, quickly getting up off the ground and running from him. If we were going to do this again, I did not want to do it here. I managed to stay ahead of Derek long enough to get him to the preserve. Somewhere along the way he had changed into his half shifted form. I had done the same so he wouldn't catch me. Why is he so pissed off at me anyway? I found a small clearing and spun around to hook Derek in the cheek with my right fist. He stumbled a few feet before coming at me again. His swung with his right arm and I countered it, grabbing his wrist and twisting it behind him. I pushed Derek against a tree and roared at him.

"Why do you keep doing this?"

"To make a point."

I had not expected him to elbow me in the ribcage with his other arm. The wind was knocked out of me and he turned around faster than I could catch my breath. I was now the one pinned against the tree, my arms above my head, and Derek's body pressed against mine. Why did I just lose? I growled at him in warning and he simply growled at me in return. I returned to my human form and Derek did the same.

"I don't get it Derek. What point are you trying to make?"

Derek ran his nose up the edge of my ear. The skin burned from the touch and my heart skipped a beat.

"I heard that."

The slight purr in his voice made me blush.

"You may have filled in pretty nicely Derek but your attitude sucks. Maybe that's why I like Stiles so much. He's more fun to be around."

The snarl he gave me was warning that I needed to tread carefully. I could feel my heart beat pick up pace. I was loving this; the way Derek made me feel like submitting to him, like he had some sort of natural claim on me, and I was almost willing to let him have it. I tilted my head to the left so I could look up at him. The soft blue glow of his eyes caused me to mirror it. I growled softly and he growled back a little louder. I turned my head away from him. I can't do this sort of thing with Stiles…I'd scare him off if I tried. Derek ran his nose up my neck, causing me to expose it to him fully, and my breath quickened.

"You've made your point."

It was when he scraped his teeth against my neck that I closed my eyes. My heart skipped another beat.

"You're not playing fair…"

"Then even the playing field."

He bit my neck softly and I moaned lightly. My canines elongated and I whimpered.

"I'm losing it Derek. I'm gonna end up feeding from you."

"I've never stopped you before."

I don't know if it was the lust or hunger in me that pushed Derek off and pinned him against the tree. He started nipping and kissing down my neck as I slid my left hand in his hair. I used my right hand to pull his shirt out of the way and sank my teeth into his skin. The growl that escaped his lips drove me insane. His blood was intoxicating; it was warm, sweet, and addicting. I drank from him until he passed out. I licked my bite clean and let him fall to the ground with the sudden realization of what I had just done. I groaned and mentally kicked myself for losing control like that. I took Derek home with me and dropped him on the bed in the spare room. I am so gonna kill you.

Dearest Derek, You are dead to me. Love, Onyx.

I do hope things settle down between these two. I'm getting worried. Let me know how you like it.

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