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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone stared at the newcomer in confusion, Stiles was the first to speak up, "What the hell are you talking about Derek?" Derek stood casually in the doorway, once he figured this out, everything started to fall into place. "They're mates, like soul mates. For a werewolf your mate is the most important person in your life. Her life is more important to him than his own, and for Peter that's really saying something."/p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone stood there for a while trying to process this new information. "Uh, guys? I think someone needs to take Peter to Lydia sooner rather than later. He looks like he's going to explode." Leave it to Scott to save the day. Unfortunately, Melissa still wasn't so sure about this whole thing. "Ummm." Peter turned to her, his eyes flashing at let loose a threatening growl. Scott moved to stand protectively in front of his mother, flashing his eyes back at Peter. "Peter, no one is going to take Lydia away from you, okay? But I need for you to calm down first." Peter continued to glare at the young alpha. "I'll calm down when I see Lydia." No one moved so he went to find Lydia on his own./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She laid there with tubes connecting her to several different machines, bruises everywhere, and she was way too pale. Peter looked down at his feet in shame of his failure to protect his mate. She watched him silently for a moment, wondering why he was staying so far away. "Peter, what are you doing over there? Come here?" He walked over to her, but still wouldn't look at her; she studied him carefully. "Peter get your head out of your ass." He eyes shot up as he searched her face, she was /He was confused now, "What do you mean?" She sighed. "Stop moping. I think you've been spending too much time with Scott, do you have a Messiah Complex now too?" She looked into his eyes, "You saved me, you should be happy about that." She looked so sincere, he almost didn't protest, almost. "Lydia, look at yourself! I should have been able to protect you, none of this should have ever happened." Now she was a little irritated./p
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p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone stared at the newcomer in confusion, Stiles was the first to speak up, "What the hell are you talking about Derek?" Derek stood casually in the doorway, once he figured this out, everything started to fall into place. "They're mates, like soul mates. For a werewolf your mate is the most important person in your life. Her life is more important to him than his own, and for Peter that's really saying something."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Peter was getting angrier and angrier by the second, if he didn't get to Lydia in the next few minutes his instincts were going to take over and he would end up killing anyone who stood in his way. "Wait a minute, how old is this guy? Lydia is only 18." This time it was Melissa that spoke up. Derek sighed. "To be honest, it doesn't matter how old he is. Nothing you can do will keep him away from her and if you hadn't noticed she wants to be around him as well." He said nonchalantly. "The fact that Lydia is a Banshee will make it easier for to accept the mating bond. It's actually pretty rare, for a werewolf and a banshee to be mated, so I'm just as surprised as you guys." /p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Everyone stood there for a while trying to process this new information. "Uh, guys? I think someone needs to take Peter to Lydia sooner rather than later. He looks like he's going to explode." Leave it to Scott to save the day. Unfortunately, Melissa still wasn't so sure about this whole thing. "Ummm." Peter turned to her, his eyes flashing at let loose a threatening growl. Scott moved to stand protectively in front of his mother, flashing his eyes back at Peter. "Peter, no one is going to take Lydia away from you, okay? But I need for you to calm down first." Peter continued to glare at the young alpha. "I'll calm down when I see Lydia." No one moved so he went to find Lydia on his own./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Her scent was easily found, so it didn't take long for him to figure out where she was; but when he got right outside her door he froze. He didn't know how Lydia felt about anything right now, he began to fear that she would be disappointed in him, what if… "Peter?" Her weak voice interrupted his train of thought, slowly he opened the door and whimpered at the sight before him./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.12px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"She laid there with tubes connecting her to several different machines, bruises everywhere, and she was way too pale. Peter looked down at his feet in shame of his failure to protect his mate. She watched him silently for a moment, wondering why he was staying so far away. "Peter, what are you doing over there? Come here?" He walked over to her, but still wouldn't look at her; she studied him carefully. "Peter get your head out of your ass." He eyes shot up as he searched her face, she was /He was confused now, "What do you mean?" She sighed. "Stop moping. I think you've been spending too much time with Scott, do you have a Messiah Complex now too?" She looked into his eyes, "You saved me, you should be happy about that." She looked so sincere, he almost didn't protest, almost. "Lydia, look at yourself! I should have been able to protect you, none of this should have ever happened." Now she was a little irritated./p
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