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I was in a daze that next day. Derek had gone home without a word which upset me slightly. That night, I looked at my hands as I sat on my bed. I could feel Derek's energy within me, like he was part of me. I thought about the emotions that were passed onto me when I fed from him. There was pain, anger, frustration, want, need, and lust. Why did Derek feel that way? Why is he in so much pain? Why is he so angry? I groaned and fell back on the bed. Where did the frustration, want, need, and lust come into play? Where those chemical or physical feelings? Part of me wants to know and the other part wants to know how Stiles feels. I shook my head. I will not feed on Stiles, I will not hurt him like that. I was almost asleep when I heard a howl outside. Something pulled on my inner wolf, something I couldn't ignore. I could feel my eyes shift in response to the call.

Come to me.

I wanted to refuse, I wanted to ignore that voice, but I got up off my bed anyway, and headed down the stairs.

Come to me.

I stopped at my front door. The dark energy I had felt behind it not long ago was back.

Don't be frightened. Come to me.

The voice wasn't asking; it was telling. I opened the door and stared into a pair of glowing red eyes. The dark figure stood on its hind legs, squaring its shoulders, and growled lightly. The figure I was looking at, the owner of that dark energy, was the Alpha.

Good girl. Now, come closer.

He was standing at the bottom of the porch steps and yet his head almost hit the overhang. I walked towards him, unable to fight the pull any longer. I placed my hands on his abdomen before looking up at him. His red eyes bore into mine and a connection I thought long lost with my Alpha status awakened. This beast had full control over me. I felt like I was falling into a deep dark abyss.

My nightmare consisted of me helping the Alpha attack a man on a bus. Everything in me begged me not to kill him, pleaded me to stop, and I tried. The next thing I remember, I was helping Scott drag the man away from the bus, and running off. A glimpse of a fight against the Alpha, an order to never disobey, a bite to my left forearm, and whispered punishment as I felt a sheering pain in my abdomen and leg.

When I woke up that next day, I was lying on the forest floor. I rubbed my head as I sat up off the ground. I looked at myself in disbelief. I was covered in blood, scratches, and my shirt had claw marks in it. I looked at my leg and tried to move it. It was painful but I was glad it wasn't broken anymore. At least I think it was broken, I'm not sure. I tried to use my magic to heal myself but it didn't work as my magic was too weak. I stared at my left arm and fear began to rise in me. The blood that ran from this wound was black in color. That darkness had tainted my magic and I was paying the price. I whined.

"I wasn't dreaming…that nightmare really happened."

"Whitney!"

I furrowed my brow.

"Whitney!"

"Scott?"

A frantic looking McCall ran over to me and squatted beside me.

"Oh my god. What happened to you?"

I looked at him sadly.

"You were there for most of it Scott."

"Did I do this?"

I shook my head.

"I'm not sure."

He offered his hand to me and helped me up. Scott helped me limp as far as I could manage. He sat me on log not far from Derek's house and he ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

"I'll go get Derek okay? Don't move."

I laughed slightly and cringed in pain.

"Like I'm really gonna go anywhere in this condition."

"Sorry."

Scott walked off and I listened to him carefully, closing my eyes while doing so. It didn't take long for Scott to get to Derek's house and I smiled as I felt him look in my direction before speaking.

"I know you can hear me. I need your help."

More like we Scott.

I could hear Derek walk down the stairs and close the front door behind him as Scott walked onto his porch. Scott sighed slightly as he gathered his courage to speak to Derek's face.

"Okay...I know I was a part of you getting arrested and that we basically announced your being here to the hunters, I also...don't know what happened to your sister. But I think I did something last night. I-I had a dream about...someone. But someone else got hurt. And it turns out like that part of the dream actually happened."

"You think you attacked the driver?"

I smiled at Derek's tone. He didn't really believe Scott did it.

"Did you see what I did last night?"

"No."

"Can you at least tell me the truth? Am I gonna hurt someone again?"

"Yes."

"Could I kill someone?"

I could hear the fear in Scott's tone and I frowned.

"Yes."

"Am I gonna kill someone?"

"Probably."

I shook my head.

"Look, I can show you how to remember. I can show you how to control the shift, even at the full moon. But it's not gonna come for free."

I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want?"

What every pack member wants.

"You'll find out. But for now, I'm gonna give you what you want. Go back to the bus. Go inside, and see it. Feel it. Let your senses, your sight, smell, touch. Let them remember for you."

I sighed. I was forgotten.

"That's it, just... Just go back?"

I could have told you that.

"Do you wanna know what happened?"

I hated Derek's sarcastic tone.

"I just wanna know if I hurt him or Whitney."

"No you don't. You wanna know if you'll hurt her. Wait, what? Whitney's hurt?"

I shook my head and stopped listening. I rolled my sleeve up to get a better look at the bite. The teeth marks were black and they burned slightly. The blood that dripped from the wound was black as well and thick like sludge. I sniffed my forearm. It smells like it's infected. I rolled my sleeve down just as Derek and Scott came up.

"You look like you've been through hell."

I looked at Derek as Scott helped me up.

"I was there last night. I don't know how or why but I was."

Derek glared at Scott slightly.

"Did he do this to you?"

I smiled and gave him a look.

"Scott wishes he could beat me up like this."

I punched Scott's arm and he laughed.

"We should get you home."

"I can only walk on the one leg so you boys have to give me a hand."

Derek and Scott helped me limp home. Scott said he'd call me later when he got back from the bus with Stiles. I shook my head.

"I need to remember too Scott. I need to why I was there."

He nodded and left as Derek came back in the living room from the kitchen. I sat on the couch carefully. I was so sore.

"Wanna tell me why you were out last night?"

I rubbed my forehead.

"I think something happened with me…everything's fuzzy though."

"You sure about that?"

I rolled my eyes and looked up at him.

"I remember very little about what happened after the bus incident."

"Wanna elaborate on that?"

"Not really."

"Do it anyway."

"Bite me."

"Don't tempt me."

I looked at ground as he walked away. It was when I heard the downstairs shower turn on that I got curious.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?"

I rolled my eyes as he walked back over to me.

"Come on."

"Why?"

"Because you smell like death warmed over."

I made a face as he helped me up and over to the bathroom.

"I won't need your help like this after I get out of the shower. I've got a healing spell placed on the well."

He nodded and shut the door behind him as he left. I undressed and got cleaned up. I felt much better as I got and dried off. I was able to stand on my leg again so that good. I looked at my left forearm to see that the bite was healing. Good thing I have a cleansing spell on my well along with the healing spell. I used my magic to dry my hair, shifting into a bra, a blue tank, and black cargo pants. I brushed my hair and left it down as I walked out of the bathroom. Derek was asleep on the couch. I smiled as I leaned over the back of the couch. I was unaware that he could look so innocent. I remember when you used to always look like that. Kate ruined you…

I shook my head and picked up my phone from the side table. I walked outside, dialing Stiles as I sat on the porch swing.

"Hey there beautiful. Scott just told me what happened. Are you okay?"

I smiled.

"I'm fine now. All healed up."

"That's good. Great actually. So Scott and I are about to head out to the school. Scott said you wanted to tag along. How soon can you get here?"

I hung up the phone and disappeared, appearing beside Stiles's jeep. I looked up at his window.

"Tell Stiles I'm here Scott. Let's get this done quickly."

Stiles came out of the front door not seconds later with Scott in tow. Stiles opened the jeep door for me and I climbed in. The three of us drove out to the school in silence. Stiles parked the jeep, turned it off, and got out. I followed behind him as we walked over to the fence. Scott tried to stop Stiles from coming with us.

"Hey. No, just Whitney and me! Someone needs to keep watch!

Stiles was in disbelief.

"Why I am always the one who's keeping the watch?"

I smiled.

"Because there's only one of us with magic."

Stiles rolled his eyes and started to climb the fence when Scott stopped him. Stiles ran a hand down his face in frustration.

"Okay, why is this starting to feel like you're Batman and I'm Robin? I don't want to be Robin all the time!"

I linked my arm around Stiles's, pulling him down so I could kiss his cheek.

"Starfire likes her Robin though."

Stiles smiled and rubbed the back of his head. Scott was partially confused.

"Nobody's Batman or Robin or Starfire any of the time."

I frowned the same time Stiles did.

"Not even some of the time?"

"Just stay here Stiles!"

Stiles gave up.

"Oh my god!"

I patted Stiles's arm, letting him go as he walked back to the jeep. Scott scaled the fence and I followed him. I took a hold of Scott's hand and he looked at me.

"It'll be easier on your mind if we share the neural load. Remembering things from your change can damage your brain. Plus, you're scared and I want to comfort my bestie."

I smiled at him and he nodded. Scott closed his eyes the same time I did. I the pair of howls in the background. The first one lower than the second, causing Scott to jolt awake in his half shifted form. Scott jumped, forcing my eyes open as he squeezed my hand.

"It's okay Scott. I'm right here."

He nodded; trying to calm himself with a few deep breaths.

"You can do this Scott. I'll wait here for you."

Scott gathered his courage and walked towards the bus. I closed my eyes again.

"My turn."

I inhaled deeply casting a memory spell with the exhale. I could see the Alpha calling me out of my house, taking control of me, using me to lure the bus driver onto his bus, and coaxing me to kill the driver. If Scott hadn't showed up when he did I would have. I could see Scott helping me drag the man to safety, Scott running off, the Alpha chasing me through the woods, our fight for my insubordination, his order to never disobey him again, and his punishment for my doing so. The Alpha bit my arm to keep me still as he broke my leg and shoved his claws into my abdomen. I was pulled out of my mind by Stiles honking the horn repeatedly. I looked towards the bus to see car lights headed towards us. I disappeared and reappeared in the back of the jeep. Scott bailed out of the bus and jumped on a car, over the fence, and ran to jeep. Stiles quickly turned his jeep on as Scott got in.

"Come on! Go, go, go!"

Stiles freaked out as he put the jeep in reverse, spinning the jeep around, and driving off. Stiles looked in the rearview to make sure he wasn't being followed.

"Did it work? Did you remember?"

"Yeah, I was there last night. So was Whitney. But the blood, none of it was mine."

Stiles was surprised.

"So you did attack him?"

"No! I saw glowing eyes in the bus, two pairs of them. But they weren't mine, it was Derek and Whitney."

"How do you know I was there?"

"Only you have violet eyes Whit."

I grumbled. I wanted to argue with him but I wasn't going to.

"What about the driver?"

Scott looked at me.

"I think we were just trying to protect him."

Stiles was confused.

"Wait, w-why would Derek help you remember that he attacked the driver?"

Scott was just as confused.

"That's what I don't get!"

I rolled my eyes.

"It's a pack thing."

Scott looked at me again.

"What do you mean?"

"It's like an initiation. You have to kill together."

"Because ripping someone's throat out is a real bonding experience?"

I shrugged.

"I don't pretend to understand it Scott."

Stiles looked at me and then back at Scott.

"Yeah, but you didn't do it! Which means you're not a killer! And it also means that..."

Scott smiled and cut Stiles off.

"That I can go out with Allison."

I rolled my eyes and Stiles made a 'true' kind of face.

"I was gonna say it means you won't kill me."

"Oh, yeah...that too."

I patted Stiles's shoulder.

"Don't worry Stiles. I'll eat you right up."

Stiles looked at me in panic so I pretended to attack him, tickling him in the process.

"Okay! Enough you two!"

Scott shoved me back into my seat.

"God. Get a room will you?"

Stiles looked at me then back at Scott then back at me and then back at Scott.

"Whaaaaaaaat?"

I busted out laughing and leaned over the middle of the front seat.

"This is exactly why I adore you so much Stiles. You're too cute for words."

I disappeared from the jeep and appeared at home. I changed into a black V-neck shirt, spending the rest of that night and most of the next day, cleansing my magic. That bite had tainted it with that dark energy, I could use it but it felt wrong.

I got a sudden craving for jerky as I finished up the spell so I disappeared and appeared at a Food Mart on the edge of town. I went in and payed for my favorite jerky as I heard Derek's car pull in. What are the odds? I walked out of the store and over to him as he got out.

"What are you doing here?"

"I got hungry."

I offered up a piece for him as he opened his gas tank. He ate it as he slid the nozzle into the entrance of the tank. I leaned against the pole by the pump as Derek put his free hand in his jacket pocket. That was when a red and silver Tahoe blocked him in. I looked at Derek and shook his head at me slightly.

Kate's brother got out of the driver's side of the red Tahoe. He smiled at us and put his hands in his jacket pockets. Derek finished pumping the gas and put the nozzle back in its resting place, closing his tank as he did so. If I remember correctly, his name is Chris, and he's a hunter. I continued to chew on my jerky as Chris walked over to Derek's car. Derek looked at me, then at Chris, and then back at me. I took the hint and quickly walked over to Derek's side. I looked at Chris as he admired Derek's car.

"Nice ride! Black cars though...very hard to keep clean."

He rubbed a spot on the car.

"I would definitely suggest a little more maintenance."

Chris picked up the window cleaner from the washer box and started cleaning Derek's windshield.

"When you have something that nice, you wanna take care of it, right? Personally, I'm very protective of the things I love. That's something I learned from my family. You don't have much of that, these days...do you?"

Derek clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking as he did so, and unclenched it. I took ahold of his hand and I started to growl at Chris. Derek turned his head to me and squeezed my hand slightly. I stopped growling and looked up at him. The short light blue glow of his eyes washed a wave of calmness over me. There was nothing we would like better to do than to kill these hunters that were standing here with us. I would have but Derek was telling me it was alright and that it wasn't worth it.

Derek and returned our eyes to Chris; who smiled at us in return.

"There we go."

Chris placed the windshield wiper back where it came from.

"You can actually see through your windshield now. See how that makes everything so much clearer?"

Chris looked at me.

"And who might this be?"

Derek squared his shoulders having noticed that Chris didn't hear me growl.

"She's a friend."

"And very close one at that. She wouldn't happen to be your mate now would she?"

Derek let go of my hand and pulled me closer to his back side.

"And what if she is?"

"Well now, isn't that sweet. My name's Chris, what's your name sweetie?"

I patted Derek on the back as I whispered to him.

"He won't hurt me Derek. Not out here."

I walked around him and held my hand out to Chris.

"The name's Whitney. It's a pleasure to officially meet you."

Chris shook hands with me and stared at me a moment.

"My, how you've grown…you look stunning now."

He let go of my hand and I smiled.

"Thank you Chris. I take pride in what I am."

"So you're a Werewolf too then?"

The smile he gave me creeped me out. I backed up slowly until I could feel Derek's arm against mine.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but she's human."

Chris gave an understanding nod.

"I understand. You two have a nice evening."

Chris began to walk away and Derek called after him.

"You forgot to check the oil."

Derek wrapped his left arm around my shoulders as Chris turned back to us. He smiled and looked at one his companions.

"Check the man's oil."

The guy in the tan jacket walked over and busted Derek's driver side window.

"Looks good to me."

Chris smiled at us again.

"Drive safely."

He pointed at me.

"You carry precious cargo."

I was confused. Chris tapped his nose and winked at me. I went wide eyed. He just told me that he doesn't blame me for not telling him what I really am…oh my god. Both vehicles left and Derek opened the passenger side door. I got in and he shut it as I fixed his window. He got in and sped off. I feel bad for the poor Camaro.

"Where are we going?"

"The hospital."

"Why?"

"I need to know what the driver saw."

I looked at the window beside me and back at him.

"Why did you tell him I was your mate?"

He didn't answer me so I left it alone. The rest of the ride was silent. Derek told me to stay in the car and wait for him to come back. He wasn't gone long but his look told me not to ask questions; so I didn't. By the time Derek pulled in his drive way it was almost eleven at night. He got out and I followed him inside.

"Wanna talk about it?"

Derek shook his head and walked up the stairs.

"Be that way then."

I walked over to his couch and sat down. I swear I just closed my eyes for a second; I must have dozed off. I woke up to a crashing sound. I got up and walked in to see Scott had thrown Derek threw the wall. I rolled my eyes and walked over to Derek.

"Well, that was cute."

I smiled as Derek peeled his jacket off. He handed it to me and I put on.

"Do I want to know?"

Derek shrugged as he walked away, cracking his neck, and changing into his half shifted form. Derek roared at Scott and Scott walked over to where we were. I stood by the window and let them duke it out. I've never seen Derek fight anyone but me. Damn he's sexy… It was the scratch to Scott's chest that brought me out of my thoughts. Derek returned to his human form along with Scott.

"I didn't kill him! Neither of us did! It's not your fault and it's not mine!"

I wonder if this is about the bus driver…

"This?! This is all your fault! You ruined my life!"

Wait a minute.

Scott was blaming Derek for his 'abilities'. I was not going to let that stand.

"No, he didn't!"

Scott looked at me.

"He's the one who bit me."

"No, I'm not!"

They were in each other's faces now.

Scott was beyond confused.

"What?!"

"I'm not the one that bit you!"

Scott thought about it a moment and remembered something.

"There's another..."

I smiled.

"It's called Alpha. It's the most dangerous of our kind."

Derek looked at me and I nodded. Scott should know I was an Alpha as well. Derek looked at Scott.

"You and I, we're betas. This thing is more powerful, more animal than either of us."

I growled slightly at Derek. I was not more animal than he was.

Derek looked at me, then to the ground, and back at Scott. That was his apology to me.

"My sister came here looking for him. Now, I'm trying to find him. But I don't think I can do it without you."

"Why me?"

I knelt beside Scott.

"Because he's the one that bit you. You're a part of his pack. I became an alpha when my father died. I don't bite people to become a part of my pack as I consider even humans part of it. The more betas this alpha has, the stronger he is."

I looked at Derek the same time Scott did. Derek stared at us.

"It's you, Scott...You're the one he wants."

Oooooooo...Derek said the m word...and just when I thought Stiles was getting somewhere with his relationship with Whit.

Who do you think is Whitney's mate? And what just happened with her and the other Alpha? Why did that connection come back?

Stay tuned to find out! (Leave your thoughts/answers to these questions. I'd like to know your theories.) :D

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