Dean POV

When Kaitlyn and I got back to the den, AJ immediately pulled Kaitlyn away from me. Girl talk, I guess, but it's for the better anyway. I have to speak to someone and I can't guarantee that the conversation will be pleasant.

"Sheamus!" I find him in the kitchen speaking to Layla at the breakfast bar.

"Yeah, lad?" He answers me as though nothing happened last night, like he didn't make a move on Kaitlyn and air my dirty laundry just so he could make her doubt me.

"I need to talk to you… alone… now." Layla takes the hint and gathers her food before leaving the kitchen in a hurry.

"What's this about?" Sheamus doesn't face me and takes a drink of his coffee.

"Don't act like you don't know what this is about! You made a move on my girl!" He laughs at my outburst. How dare he fucking laugh at me!

"Oh she's your girl now?" He turns his head to face me, but remains seated. "Let me tell you something, Dean, if she's not marked, she's not your girl."

"You think this is a fucking joke? I didn't come here to fight you, Sheamus, and I prefer that we not, but if you keep poking your nose where it doesn't belong we're going to have problems."

"I'm not afraid of you, Dean. Besides, I didn't let her know anything that she shouldn't have known in the first place."

"That's not your call! Where do you get off telling Kaitlyn about a past I put behind me long ago?!"

"You sure about that?" He puts down his cup and gets off his seat to get in my face. "You don't put anything behind you, Dean. You hold on to everything. It's the reason you have such a problem with commitment."

"I've never had a problem with commitment. Don't pretend like you know me."

"Oh really? If you're so okay with commitment how come you didn't mark someone who you were with for five years?"

"That's none of your business!"

"Maybe not, but no one can deny that you were the one who drove Summer away, and you'll do the same with Kaitlyn."

"Oh so now you know the future?!" Sheamus is seriously close to getting knocked out.

"I just know that someone like you won't change for someone else's sake." He has no idea what he's talking about. I can feel my anger building and building. If he keeps pushing my buttons only one of two things will happen: I'm going to transform, or I'm going to knock him out. Both scenarios have the same outcome. "She may love you now, but eventually she'll get tired of waiting for you to give her what she wants, and I'll be right there, waiting." What happened next is kind of a blur to me. Whatever happened caused a major fight because the next thing I know Sheamus and I are on the living room floor exchanging swings. He's on top of me for a few seconds, punching at my head and chest before I push him off me. I get to my feet quickly and throw him up against the fireplace before landing a hard kick to his abdomen. He grabs my leg and pulls me to the floor again, continuing his attack as I try to protect myself. I manage to push him off me again, but I stay on him, swinging relentlessly. I vaguely hear the other wolves rush into the living room, but my concern isn't them right now. Sheamus crossed several lines, and I'll be damned if I let him get away with it.

"Dean, what the hell," I think Punk is at yelling at me, but I completely ignore him. I'm too angry to do anything but fight right now. As I finally start landing punches to his face, I feel someone lift me up off of Sheamus. I start struggling violently to get out of the person's arms as I see Sheamus being held back by Corey and Sami. I can see that his left eye is bruised, and I'm pretty sure I caused some rib damage when I threw him and kicked him. I want to do more damage so badly, but I can see that Seth and Roman are adamant about not letting me go. "What the hell is going on," Punk screams standing between the two of us. "I want an answer now!"

"Fucking Sheamus won't mind his own fucking business," I yell out.

"Dean, watch your mouth," I recognize that voice. It's only then that I realize Kaitlyn is here. She is standing in between AJ and Bayley and in her arms is a hysterical Jojo. Ah, fuck! "The child hasn't been through enough, watching the two of you fighting? She has to hear you curse too?" She's mad at me, really mad at me. It's in her voice and written all over her face. My whole demeanor changes. I'm not mad at Sheamus anymore; I'm mad at myself. I shouldn't have let it get this far. If I really wanted to fight him I should have invited him outside. Maybe I shouldn't have fought him at all.

"Sheamus," Punk turns to Sheamus, "Do you have anything to say about this?"

"Dean needs to learn to keep himself in check. We were just talking until he swung at me." Did he really just say that?! He's going to blame this whole thing on me, like he wasn't the one who really started it in the first place?! He's such an ass.

"Okay, you know what, Sheamus? I do believe that Dean threw the first punch." Damn. "But I think you're the one who really started it. Either way you'll both be punished for this. The both of you will be on partners on guard duty tonight."

"WHAT?" Sheamus and I shout.

"You two are going to learn, one way or another to get along. You buried the hatchet five years ago, let it stay buried!" Does Punk always have to be so damn diplomatic? It doesn't matter, though. Between making a little girl cry and making Kaitlyn mad, all I want to do is get the hell out of this house.

"Fine," I tell Punk. "Get off of me," I tell Roman and Seth as I shake them off of me before walking to the door.

"Where are you going," Punk calls out to me. I don't answer him. I just slam the door and transform, running as fast as I could to the cemetery. I don't need this right now.

Roman POV

I thought the days of Sheamus and Dean fighting were over! They used to do this all the time, just constantly fighting; even before and after Dean's bullying days. When the pack split up they finally decided that they weren't going to fight anymore and made up, and when Sheamus came back, he and Dean seemed to be getting along. What in the world could have triggered this fight?

"Come on Sheamus," Sami says, breaking the silence. Let's go up to Charlotte's room, she'll patch you up." Good thing too because Sheamus looked like crap. He had bruises all over his arms and it looked like Dean gave him a black eye and broken nose. Sheamus will heal quickly, but if the wounds aren't taken care of correctly, they'll heal inappropriately. Sami and Sheamus then left the living room and went upstairs.

"Punk, do you know what that was about," Seth asks Punk.

"I think it had something to do with the hybrid over there," Punk answers, pointing behind his back to Kaitlyn.

"We don't know that," Kaitlyn yells at Punk. "Don't put me in middle of it!"

"Don't act stupid, hybrid," Punk responds. "What else could they possibly fight about? It's obvious you and Dean have a thing, and Sheamus has a thing for you. What do you think they were fighting over?" Punk's words are poking at Kaitlyn's nerves. Anger overtakes her features and her eyes narrow at Punk. "Get mad at me all you want, you know it's true. Now go fix this mess." Kaitlyn looks at Punk dumfounded and hands Jojo over to AJ. She then walks over to Punk, getting in his face.

"Let's get one thing straight, Punk. I am not a member of this pack, and I am not your child. You will not under any circumstances tell me what to do!" Punk's surprised at Kaitlyn, but he doesn't back down.

"You challenging me, pup?"

"No, but if I could kick your ass I would. You need to learn that you cannot control the people around you. You don't own me, and you don't own AJ." Mentioning AJ strikes a nerve and his gaze instantly goes to her. "So stop trying to make us bend to your will." Kaitlyn then walks away from Punk and heads upstairs, grabbing AJ on the way and taking both AJ and Jojo with her. The instant they are out of sight and we hear a door slam, Corey starts laughing wildly.

"Looks like you took on more than you can chew, dear brother," he tells Punk. "Who could have guessed that a hybrid pup and a tiny human would be able to shut you up?" In less than a second Punk is right in front Corey, delivering a swift punch to his jaw. Corey falls to the floor, holding his jaw.

"Don't you forget who is the Pack Master of pack masters, Graves. I will not hesitate to put you in your place." Corey looks up at him with death in his eyes, breathing hard. He then gets up and walks away. Punk then turns to Seth and me. "When your brother gets back, tell him I said to keep his new lay in check, or I'll do it for him." He then walks out of the living room and exits the den.

"I don't like this environment," Bayley whispers with a sad look on her face, holding herself. I hear Seth take a deep breath before speaking.

"Yeah, I don't either, but that's what happens when you have a lot of strong willed wolves in one space. Anyway, I'm going out."

"Where are you going," I ask him. It's unlike Seth to randomly want to go outside. He's usually too busy reading in the library.

"Just out."

"No, no. Only Dean gets to do that."

"Ugh! I'm going to see someone, you happy?"

"You mean that witch you met at the supermarket yesterday?"

"If you remember, I did tell you her name was Renee."

"Yeah, well until I meet her she'll be the witch." Seth smiles and shakes his head as he too leaves the den. I look back at Bayley and I notice that she still looks sad. "Hey, pup, don't worry about it. They hate each other now, but by tomorrow everyone will be fine." I walk over to the kitchen and she follows me. She sits at the breakfast bar before speaking.

"I just worry, you know. Especially with the threat of the sirens around, we should be unified as opposed to fighting one another."

"You're right, but you know that at the end of the day we'll always have each other's backs. That's all that matters." I see Bayley relax a bit as she deeply sighs. "You hungry, Bayley?"

"Actually can I just get some hot chocolate with the little marshmallows?" I can't help but laugh at her a little. She's just a puppy at heart. I make the hot chocolate and pour her a cup. After handing it to her, I take out a pack of steaks from the freezer and let some lukewarm water run over it to defrost it. "So we're having steak for dinner, Roman?"

"Yeah, I figure Eve will want to make the chicken for tomorrow night." She takes a small sip of her hot chocolate and looks down at her cup.

"I always liked your cooking the best, though." A chuckle at the thought. Bayley always did like my cooking.

"Yeah, you only ate my cooking after your mother passed. Hope you realize it really hurt all the adults' feelings that you preferred a ten-year-old's cooking to theirs." Bayley blushes in embarrassment.

"I didn't mean to hurt their feelings."

"Don't worry about it Bayley, that was years ago."

"I guess." She goes back to sipping on her hot chocolate. I open up the fridge and decide that mixed spring mushrooms with garlic butter and pine nuts would be a good side dish with the steak. Of course, Jojo will probably have a problem with eating mushrooms, so maybe some macaroni and cheese with broccoli will be better for her. As I take out all the ingredients, I hear Bayley speak up. "Um, Roman I need to tell you something." I raise my eyebrow at her. What could she possibly have to tell me?

"What is it Bayley?" She closes her eyes and takes a breathes deeply.

"Um, I- well, um…" What is she so nervous about? Women are only ever this nervous when they're admitting their feelings… oh crap! "I like you, Roman." I don't let any of my nerves show on my face, but I'm definitely panicking. I need to deflect this somehow.

"I think you're great too, Bayley." That should do it, right?

"No, Roman I mean I really like you." Bayley for the love of God please stop. "I've liked you for a long time, and I don't if you've ever noticed." I didn't until like three days ago. "I just thought that maybe I should tell you? To find out how you feel?" I sigh. Bayley is really going to make me do this? I don't want to hurt her feelings, but at this point I may not have a choice.

"Bayley," I turn to her quickly, but as I look at her I can't help but feel guilty. I can't look her in the face while I tell her what I have to tell her. "You are a sweet girl. You're a good girl, but I just don't like you the way you like me."

"B-but why?" I can hear her voice cracking. Oh my God please don't let this pup cry!

"Bayley, you have to understand, I've known you since you were in the womb. I was there when you were born, and I was the first pup to hold you. I can't see you as anything but that little puppy who used to follow me around."

"But I'm not a puppy anymore!"

"Are you sure?" I look at her now. Her eyes are red and her cheeks are stained with tears. I hate to see her cry, but this just proves my point! "Bayley, look at what you're drinking. What adult drinks that? What adult insists on hugging everyone, even total strangers? Jojo relates to you the most because you act just like her, Bayley! You're a child."

"I'm not a child," she cries out, bursting into tears.

"Bayley, you're crying right now because you're getting news that you don't want to hear. Adults don't do that! You're acting like a puppy!" She cries harder. Dammit I just need to end this. "Bayley, listen, I wouldn't prefer you any other way, neither would anybody else, but you and me… it'll never happen." She starts heaving and runs out of the kitchen, knocking over both her hot chocolate and chair. I sigh loudly and look at the ceiling. That could have gone a lot better. Maybe I was too hard on her.

"Still a heart-breaker I see," a voice coming from the kitchen entry says. I turn around to find none other than Sasha Banks leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed.

"Pack Master Sasha," I greet her by bowing my head. "It wasn't my intention to break her heart, but I couldn't very well lie to her."

"Maybe not, but you didn't have to be mean to her either. Bayley has been doing nothing for the past five years but growing up. She's braver, she's tougher and she's more independent."

"How would you know? You're not her pack master."

"Pack masters are in communication with one another more often than you think, Roman. We've been giving each other updates on our members since the split. Sami always speaks highly of how much Bayley has grown."

"If you're trying to convince me to give her a chance, I can't do that."

"No I suppose you can't, but she'll have a chance to prove you wrong about being a puppy tonight." I give her a questioning look. She can't possibly mean what I think she means. "The both of you are on guard duty together on the West side, and considering that she knows that territory better than you do, I'd say you'll be taking a lot of orders from her." Cruel irony, that's exactly what this is.

"You can't be serious! I'm going to be too busy protecting her to protect the humans!"

"Like I said, Bayley can take care of herself." Sasha stands up straight and puts one hand on her hip. "Better get started on dinner. You know we have to eat before sundown." She then walks behind the kitchen wall, leaving me alone. This is just bullshit.

Seth POV

Renee contacted me in my dream last night. At first I thought it was just a dream, but when I realized that Renee and I were actually having a coherent conversation, I knew that it wasn't.

"Hey, Seth," Renee greeted me sitting at the edge of my bed. I looked at her groggily.

"I'm not having one of those dreams am I?" There was no way I was having one of those dreams about a girl who I just met. That's just so unlike me.

"Well this isn't exactly a dream," she tells me tilting her head. "I wanted to talk to you and see you again so I decided to come visit you in your dreams. I figured coming to your house uninvited would be inappropriate." I sit up on the bed and rub my eyes a little.

"Yeah because visiting a dream isn't just as invasive right," I teased her. Luckily she understood that I was only joking and giggled.

"I guess it can be just as invasive." She looked down shyly. "Do you think then that maybe we can meet up in the afternoon? I would love to see you again."

"Is that so?" She nodded her head and smiled at me. "Alright then. Let's meet in front of the supermarket, huh?"

"That's not exactly the most thrilling spot to meet up at, but okay."

"It may not be thrilling but we both know the place. We'll figure out where we're really going once we get together." She nodded excitedly and jumped to her feet.

"Alright then! I'll see you when you wake up, Seth." In a flash, she was gone and I went straight back to dreaming.

I'm currently standing in front of the supermarket. We didn't exactly say what time we were meeting up, only that it would be in the afternoon. Maybe I should have been a little more specific about the time. I look at my watch. It's about 2:30, so maybe she'll be here soon. Suddenly I smell her scent. She's around here somewhere. I start looking around and I finally spot her across the street, waving at me with a huge smile on her face. I wave back as the light changes and she runs across the street.

"Hey Seth," she greets me.

"Hey Renee. How have you been?"

"Well it's only been a day, but I'm doing well. How about you?"

"Well the house was a little crazy when I left it, but I'm okay."

"Crazy? How so, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Um, why don't we discuss this over lunch," I ask her. I probably won't tell her the entire story although she already knows I'm a wolf, but she is still new to me, so she doesn't need to know everything going on. Still, it'd be nice to talk to someone who is detached from the situation.

"Did you have a place in mind?"

"Do you mind burgers? There's this awesome burger place a few blocks down. They have other stuff too, if you don't like burgers."

"No, a burger actually sounds pretty amazing. My diet hasn't consisted of anything filling as of late." That's a relief to hear. I haven't dated much outside of my species, but non-wolf females tend to obsess over what they eat. Whoa, date?! Where did that come from? This isn't a date. We're just meeting up to talk.

When we got to the burger place, we decided to have a seat at one of the outside tables. It was a nice sunny warm day so why go inside? The waitress came over and I ordered my usual. Renee ordered an angus burger with the works and a side of waffle fries. This witch has an appetite! The waitress then took our menus and told us that our food should be out in fifteen minutes. "You're not going to judge me for ordering a huge burger are you?"

"Have you forgotten that I'm a wolf? The women around me eat whole steaks by themselves."

"Depending on the size of the steak, that may or may not be impressive." The both of us laugh at the thought. "So what is it that happened earlier?"

"My brother and another guy got into this huge fist fight over a girl, at least that's what we think." She makes a face and takes a sip of her water.

"I guess jealousy is something that all species experience."

"Wolves, especially. We tend to be really passionate about everything that we do and care about."

"Really?" She sounds surprised.

"Yeah, there's something that's just engraved in us to be really passionate. Whatever we feel, we feel strongly about."

"She must be special, then."

"She's cool. I don't have any complaints. What about you? Have any family?"

"I grew up with my mother and sisters. I left home recently and decided to move here to Gilford, New Hampshire."

"Where are you from?"

"You won't believe me if I tell you."

"Try me."

"Greece." Whoa! Greece?! Did she know about what the sirens were doing? If she moved recently, it's possible that she moved here because of the war.

"Well, then because you're supernatural and from Greece, I'm wondering if you know about what's going on between the sirens and wolves over there?"

"I've heard about it from my sisters, but I left before it started. Why?"

"Well, it's kind of become my pack's business."

"Why? You guys are here and the war is way across the sea. Why would it matter?" Wow, did she really just say that?

"Renee, we wolves are very close knit, even across continents. If the European wolves are suffering, it's our business, and we'll do what we can to stop it." She looks down, as though she's lost in her own confused thoughts. "You look confused about something." She looks up at me again and smiles.

"I'm sorry. It's just that… well I was taught to believe the total opposite of you wolves." Why in the world would a family of witches teach her to believe a blatant lie? "But to defend my family, our ancestors were wronged by a group of wolves, so we may be biased." She took another sip of her water. I put my arms on the table and lean forward.

"I hope you won't hold that against werewolves nowadays. We're good guys. We always have been, but there are a few wolves that sometimes go rogue."

"Well, I'm not holding it against you am I?" I chuckle softly and lean back in my chair.

"I guess you're not, considering that you're having lunch with me." The waitress comes back with our orders a few short minutes later and then leaves after giving us extra napkins. The rest of our lunch was really fun and interesting. We talked about our childhoods and what it was like growing up with wolves and witches, respectively. I even told her about the siren curse and how my brothers and I lost our mother and dealt with that. She was really shocked to hear about the curse, which I found strange because, to my knowledge, every supernatural being knew about the curse, especially witches. When the curse was first cast, wolves went to witches first to break it, only to be told that there was nothing that the witches to do. I suppose it's not entirely impossible that she's so clueless about the history between wolves and sirens though. I mean she did say her family held a grudge and anger can often lead to the distortion of the truth. By the time we had finished talking I realized that it was almost sundown. SHIT! If I didn't get home soon, Punk was going to be pissed, and he's already in a bad mood. I pay for lunch and leave a tip. Renee and I then walk down the block. "Renee, I'm sorry to cut our time short, but I need to get back to the den for guard duty."

"It's okay, I understand: duty calls. It was really nice talking to you Seth, we should do it again, really soon."

"How does tomorrow afternoon sound?"

"It sounds perfect. I'll visit your dreams tonight to work out the details." I nod before we say our goodbyes, and I rush toward the woods at full speed. I think I'm starting to like Renee, but it's definitely too soon to tell. We'll just continue to hang out before I start thinking that way.

Okay so here is chapter 15! Woo Hoo! Now this is also a chapter that ended up being too long so I had to split it up. The next chapter will be up in about 2 days.

Spoilers for future chapter: betrayals, runaways, alliances, and the return of the vampires from chapter 1. I know that they're not very good spoilers, but I don't want to give away too much. Besides I still have yet to deliver on all the other spoilers I gave a few chapters back, but don't worry they'll be coming up really soon!

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