Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, only Lizzie.

[CHAPTER ONE – Mad Love]

"Everyone believes the Joker doesn't feel a damn thing for Harley but, if you ask me, I think it's not entirely true. I mean he loves to boast about his plans and ideas; he needs someone to listen to him, someone who would support him no matter what. Of course he could do it alone, but I think he finds Harley entertaining. She's smart, she had the guts to try to kill him a few times and he was always amused by that. Say what you want, I think the Joker, even though he can be an abusive jerk, loves Harley in his own way."

Back in the day, shortly after they became friends with Lizzie at some stupid camp for kids with behavioral issues, the girl just couldn't shut up about the Mad Love comic book. At first he was tired to listen to her since he knew nothing about the story, but once he took the time to read it and began to pay more attention to her words, he realized the things she said were actually true. The Joker was a sociopath, something like the two of them, and the more he thought about the clearer it became: having someone you can honestly talk to, someone who doesn't want you to make it look like you were just like everybody else was important.

This is why he always liked to have her around. She had never sugar-coated the truth and unlike many girls, never tried to flirt with him or wanted him to love her. No, whatever they had going on-mostly judging other people together-was perfectly enough for them. Their parents believed they were 'getting better' since they spent so much time in each other's company while in reality they were just creating the perfect plan to convince their psychologists that Theo himself wasn't a psychopath and Lizzie wasn't a sociopath. For her it was pretty difficult. For Theo, on the other hand, manipulating others came almost naturally.

Well, not like the words sociopath and psychopath were still in use, though. Officially, they both had antisocial personality disorder. Huge difference, really.

But now, long years after they'd last met in person, Theo finally got his own pack and this called for a celebration. He left his betas somewhere safe, enjoying the way they followed every single order of his without question, and then headed home. His fake parents were already dead; he took care of them a few days ago so now he had the whole house to himself.

All he needed was having the Harley Quinn to his Joker on his side, and no matter what Lizzie had in mind, he had no intention of letting her leave Beacon Hills anytime soon. Theo wanted his own pack, one that he now owned. But, unlike Scott, he didn't necessarily want to do it all alone. If the true alpha had been smarter he would have given Stiles a much bigger role in the pack. He wasn't about to make the same mistake; real wolf packs didn't only have one alpha, they had an alpha pair.

Obviously he didn't trust any of the other chimeras he had just brought back to life enough to give them such an important role. Lizzie, on the other hand, was someone he knew very well. Of course she wasn't easy to control, but they practiced different martial arts and he knew her abilities. She was smart, quick, agile and never really felt remorse which made her an excellent candidate.

A car outside growled as the owner turned on the street he lived on before the sound became louder and clearer as it reached his driveway. There the vehicle stopped, the engine fell silent and Theo knew his guest had finally arrived. Leaving the half-empty bottle of water on the kitchen island he walked to the front door to greet her, but didn't miss the opportunity to stop in the hall to take a quick look at himself in the mirror.

"Okay, Theo, I'm here. Now you owe me that explanation," the girl begin with her arms crossed the moment he opened the door. No greeting, no smile, only a hint of annoyance and impatience in her voice.

With a satisfied smirk on his lips he moved closer, not saying a word as his palm slowly sneaked to the back of her small neck. Now that she was standing there in front of him Lizzie seemed so fragile and small that it truly surprised him. Well, it'd been a while since they last met so it was either his memory playing tricks or she simply grew up. Either way, she changed a lot; her hair was dyed to a light blonde shade which perfectly contemplated her green eyes. As he took a closer look at her and felt how soft the skin on her neck was he simply had to do it. No, it wasn't a part of the plan, it had never been, but he wanted her to tame the craving monster inside him for a few hours.

He leaned closer and kissed Lizzie, gripping her neck tighter when she tried to pull away. Theo hoped the girl would eventually ease into the kiss but it didn't happen, and instead she chose to bite his lower lip hard enough to shed his blood. Finally he loosened his grip as he threw his head back and laughed at her. This was exactly what the kind of Lizzie he wanted would have done and this realization only turned him on ever more.

"Come on, Lizzie," he whispered, running his thumb along her jawline. "You know it would be fun."

"Let go of me," she growled angrily.

But Theo only smiled down at her then let his eyes glow yellow for a moment. Her heart started to beat much faster, her breathing became uneven and, for the very first time, he saw her panic. His fingers carefully swept a strand of slightly wavy hair behind her ear. "I won't hurt you if you don't make me," he informed her quietly.

The girl stayed still for several seconds as if she was trying to process his words. Part of him knew what she was going to say after the obvious question regarding his eyes. And he was, of course, right because her second sentence was, "What the hell happened to you? The last time we met-"

"Was a long time ago," he finished for her.

"And I don't remember you as the type of psychopath that tortures and kills animals." When the word torture left her rosy lips Theo's body stiffened. No, he couldn't think about that, not now. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Yes, I'm listening!" he suddenly roared but this time it only managed to make her frown. "Maybe I changed, so what? I bet you did, too, Lizzie."

She licked her lips and, for his surprise, nodded. "Oh, you have no idea," the girl whispered menacingly. Theo wasn't paying enough attention, as it turned out, because after she reached into the pocket of her light leather jacket, Lizzie pulled out a pepper spray that ended up in his face. "Screw you, buddy," she hissed as she pushed him away then turned around to quickly get out of the house.

Even though his eyes burned, Theo let out a loud growl, hoping it would stop the girl. The moment he realized it wouldn't happen anytime soon he decided to choose much more drastic ways to make her stay in the house: he let his wolf side come out and play catch and release with an old friend of his. He had no idea whether Lizzie was unaware of how much danger she was in or she simply elected to ignore it, but knowing that little vixen it didn't make much of a difference.

Theo could barely dig his claws in her right shoulder before she opened the door, still trying to fight him off for long enough to reach her car. With a firm move he pulled her back and pretty much threw the blonde into the living room before he closed the door and safely locked it. The very last thing he needed that night was her escaping.

They could have had so much fun: a little small talk, stories from the previous years, probably judging some people, making out and quite possibly having sex. But no, she had to screw it all up by resisting. Was having a good night after getting a chimera pack of his own too much to ask for?

"You know, I didn't want to hurt you," he said softly as he crouched down next to her and took a look at the bleeding wound just behind her right ear with his head tilted to the side. "I had much better plans for the two of us for tonight but trust me when I say neither of those included beating you up. Did you really have to provoke me?"

But Lizzie only laughed as she tried to sit up. "I have no idea what you are and when you turned into this monster, but it sure as hell turned you into some paranoid asshole as well."

A second later the girl suddenly kicked his head as hard as she could, making him lose his balance and fall on his side. She probably hoped this would give her another chance to jump up and make a run for the back door but Theo was faster than her and managed to grab the girl's ankle just in time. With an almost desperate scream she fell back on her knees, hitting her forehead on the edge of the wooden coffee table before she landed on her stomach. Even with blood flowing down the side of her face she instinctively kicked towards him once again, doing whatever she could to build some distance between the two of them.

"Come on, Lizzie, just stop fighting and admit you're no match to me," Theo told the girl with an annoyed sigh as he turned her around and crawled on top of her with his knees pressed to her sides. "You can kick and scream as much as you want but you know it just as well as I do that it leads absolutely nowhere," he informed her darkly while pinning her wrists to the floor above her head. "The only thing you can achieve is losing more blood than this. Is this really what you want?"

"I want you off me, Theo," she spat without missing a beat.

Laughing, he only rested his forehead on hers. "This won't happen," he said quietly. "Well, not anytime soon. After all, you wanted an explanation, didn't you?"

"I don't care anymore."

"Oh, and I don't care that you don't care." Theo then kissed her again, this time only smiling to himself as he felt her body wiggle under him as she tried to get out of his hold. Was he a bad person if he liked the way she struggled to get away? Well, probably. "I wanted to celebrate with a friend, Lizzie, because now I have my own pack which is quite a big thing, you see. They are all chimeras, just like me. Actually, you could be one, too," he whispered seductively in her ear.

The girl turned her head to look straight into his eyes and she didn't even have to say anything. Theo could see the anger in her rise and knew she would try to fight her way out of this situation again pretty soon. He was beginning to lose his patience and it also became clear it was time to end this nonsense. Shaking his head he sat up, pulling her with him before grabbing the vase from the coffee table and breaking it on her head. Lizzie fell back on the floor like a ragdoll and, less than half an hour later, her unconscious and tied up body was lying across the back seat of Theo's car who was taking the girl straight to the Dread Doctors.