Morning came far too soon. Roxanne didn't sleep well after everything that had happened. She was in a constant state of worry over how Stiles was handling the bite. She was terrified that she would find out he was dead. She knew she'd probably feel if he was rejecting the bite, but her anxiety made her doubt the strength of their connection. She was also terrified for Scott. She may not like him, but the last thing she wants is for Melissa to lose her son and from the sounds of it rejecting the bite is a painful and traumatic experience.
"Morning, Roxie." Her father greets her, pulling her from her thoughts. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just a lot on my mind." She dismisses as she picks out what she is going to wear today. She didn't need him to worry alongside her. If—no, when the boys successfully turn then she will fill her dad in.
"You sure?"
"Yeah. I'm going to go take a shower."
"Alright. I'm making breakfast."
"Okay." Roxanne takes a hot shower, trying to let the hot wash away her stress. She has a long list of things she needs to address. 1 Make sure Stiles and Scott survived the night and turns, 2 talk to Erica and inform her about what has happened with Stiles, 3 talk to Laura about what's going on, 4 talk to her dad about everything, and 5 have a conversation with Derek and Stiles about what the connection is. Granted she could do some of these tomorrow, but she really needs to get these done soon. Before dealing with this werewolf that forcibly turned one of her mates and her unofficial stepbrother.
Roxanne finished in the bathroom and gets dressed. She's wearing a dark red dress. It has thin straps and is tight around her breasts. It flares out below her breasts and reaches her mid thigh. She slips her leather jacket over the top of it and slips on little booties. Grabbing her bag, she makes her way downstairs where her dad is finishing breakfast. "Are we eating here or in the dining room?"
"We'll eat here." Her dad says. The kitchen is big, perfect for cooking and baking. It has so many cupboards and cabinets. It has one of those huge chef fridges, a six burner electric stove with a griddle at the end, a huge dishwasher, and a microwave installed above the oven. Everything is top of the line. He has equipment that Roxanne doesn't even know what to call. If her dad wasn't a doctor he'd be a chef.
There's an island with four stools. Scott is already sitting on one with his breakfast. He looks tired, but alive. Roxanne can't smell any death on him, which is promising. She takes a seat on the other end of the island and starts on her breakfast. "How was last night?" Her dad asks. "You look exhausted."
"It was good. We lost track of time, so we didn't go to bed until late." She lies. "I got him to watch The Lost Boys." Her dad scoffs.
"You're obsessed with that movie."
"Nope, just the gorgeous vampires. I definitely wouldn't mind being eaten by them."
"Things a father doesn't want to hear." She grins.
"The compromise though was that I watch the new Fast and Furious and let's face it, after the first one it all goes downhill. They killed off Jesse. They shouldn't have even bothered with sequels." She says. Scott is staring at her in shock, but she ignores him and takes a big bite of her food.
"I'm working a second shift at the clinic tonight, but Melissa will be home." They both work at the hospital, but her dad often does second shifts at the clinic. Melissa does second shifts and third at both the hospital and clinic. Hopefully now that she moved in she won't need to take extra shifts. Roxanne likes Melissa to be around more.
"Sounds good. I have to meet up with Erica after school for some girl-related thing, but I'll be home for supper."
"Okay."
"Did you want a ride, Scott?" Roxanne asks.
"No, I'll ride my bike." He heads out without another word. Roxanne rolls her eyes.
"I tried. You can't ask for more." Her dad sighs, but nods.
"He'll come around." Her dads been saying that for over a year.
"I got to go. I'll see you later."
"Have a good day." She nods and heads out to the garage. Her dad's going to expand on the garage to make it bigger to fit any cars Scott and Melissa eventually have. Right now his car is inside along with her's. Her car is a beautiful dodger charger. The color is called plump crazy. It's gorgeous with a leather interior and heated and cooling seats. She also has a motorcycle. A triumph rocket III. It's black and silver. It has a horse power of 165 and Roxanne has that car purring like a house cat. She has become a skilled mechanic over the years from lessons with her grandfather. It had been a way for her to bond with him and she eventually grew to love working on old junkers. She completely restored the Dodge. Nobody touches her car except for her.
She picks the car today, sliding inside and starting it up. She drives to school, taking a spot further away from people to prevent her car from being scratched. She walks up to the front of the school. "Hey, Rox!" Stiles greets. "You look beautiful." Roxanne smiles.
"Thanks. I'm glad to see you alive." Stiles blushes.
"So far so good."
"Can I have your phone?"
"Uh sure." He hands it over and she puts her number in it.
"If you start feeling not so good then text me." His eyes widened.
"Okay!" She smiles.
"See you later."
"Bye!" Scott looked between the two of them with a confused puppy look. Roxanne ignores it and heads inside the school. She already texted Erica for a meet up. They always meet up in the old music room, which is now mostly used for storage. Erica is already inside when Roxanne arrives. She's dressed in a leather mini skirt, a tight red halter top, her leather jacket, and black heels. Her golden blonde hair is down. It's very thick and wavy. Erica, as always looks, incredible.
"Morning, Rox." Erica greets.
"Morning."
"What did you need to talk about?" Roxanne sighs and takes a seat on one of the many boxes.
"I found my mate." Erica screeches.
"Really? Who? When? How?"
"You know I can't choose who my mate is. I have no control over it. Fate decides for me." Erica begins to look confused. "E… it's Stiles." Erica's eyes widened. "I'm sorry. I really am. I never meant for it to happen. He came over and we made eye contact for the first time… I'm sorry." It takes a minute for Erica to gather her thoughts.
"It's okay. It's not your fault. I always knew he and I didn't belong together. The first thing I did when your dad fixed me was look Stiles in the eyes. At first it was devastating, but in the end it's just like his crush on Lydia. It's just a fantasy that will never come true. It's fun to think about, but I haven't felt anything really in years. I didn't want my mate to doubt my love for him, so I made myself get over the crush."
"I'm still sorry."
"I know." Erica bumps her shoulder. "We're okay. Thank you for telling me. It would have sucked to find out from somebody else. Even if my crush on him is over."
"Are you sure we're okay?"
"Totally. We're good, Rox. Hoes before bros." They both laugh. "So, what was it like?"
"It was incredible. Everything kind of just faded away. It was just him and me. I got this rush of arousal. It took all my control not to strip and present myself to him." Erica laughs. "You laugh, but wait until you meet your mate. You'll be begging him to fuck you with in five seconds."
"Difference is I wouldn't bother controlling myself." Roxanne laughs.
"There's something else or rather two somethings."
"What?"
"Last night, Stiles took Scott and I to go body hunting. Some hikers found half of a dead body so we went out to hunt for the other half."
"What? You psychopath." Roxanne grins.
"Yeah, well." She shrugs. "We were nearly caught by the sheriff, so we decided to head back and this thing attacked the boys."
"What was it? Are you okay? Is Stiles?" Roxanne sighs and tells Erica everything that happened and about meeting Laura. "What, so let me make sure I got this right. Stiles and Scott was attacked by an alpha werewolf and bitten, so they're going to either turn into a werewolf or die. You have a second mate, who is a hot werewolf with a tragic past. His sister is an alpha and all but accepted you into her pack. And now, we have a crazy alpha on the loose?"
"Yup." Erica seems lost for words.
"This is totally nuts. And here I thought our lives were crazy enough to begin with. Have you told Lindsay?"
"Not yet. I wanted to tell you about Stiles first." Erica shakes her head.
"This is so crazy." They're silent for a minute. "Okay, we need to take this step by step. First things first, wait for the boys to either die or turn."
"They look okay right now. I think if they were rejecting the bite then they'd be doing so already." Erica nods in agreement. "I'm going to see Laura after school and be honest with her. Her brother is one of my mates. I don't want to keep secrets from her. We really need to work together to get rid of this alpha and chances are the boys will join her pack."
"Okay, I'm in. I'm part of your coven, so it's only right for me to join you. Lindsay is going to want to come too."
"I know, but I think it's best if it's just the two of us. I don't want to outnumber Laura, it'll just put her wolf on guard. I'm taking you because I owe you after Stiles despite you saying we're cool. I still want to make it up to you. Plus Lindsay can be pretty intense. I would rather ease them into her." Erica snickers.
"True. Alright, let's go find Linds and fill her in."
"Class is going to start soon. It'll have to be at lunch."
"You don't want to ditch?" Erica asks.
"Do you honestly think Lindsay would skip class?"
"No." Erica sighs. "Alright, fine, we'll talk during lunch."
"You just wanted an excuse to skip."
"Well, duh." Erica says. "Half the shit they teach us is things we don't need to know."
"No argument there."
"I mean, what do I need to know about history to be a nurse?" Erica wanted to go into the medical field thanks to Zion, but she doesn't think she can handle the stress of being a doctor.
"I get why knowing your history is important, but most times we just forget it all as soon as class is over." The first bell rings cutting their conversation off.
"Ugh, I don't want to go to class."
"Come on, it'll be over before you know it." Roxanne promises before leading her out. "I'll see you during lunch."
"See ya."
She makes her way into the English classroom and takes a seat in the back. Stiles and Scott come in just a few minutes after. Stiles smiles as he sees her, causing her to smile back. He makes his way towards her. "Hey." Stiles greets.
"Hey." She smiles. He sits down in the seat in front of her. Scott takes a seat across from Stiles, giving them a confused look.
The second bell rings, singling that anyone that shows up now will officially be late. "As you all know, there indeed was a body found last night. "And I'm sure you're eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened." As Mr. Curtis spoke, Stiles had turned to face her.
"Roxanne?"
"Yeah?"
"I, um… you said you wanted me to tell you if anything changes." Roxanne feels dread rip through her.
"Oh my god. Are you okay?"
"I was standing outside with Scott and I heard you talking to Erica." Roxanne's breath catches. "It was as if you both were standing right beside me."
"Increased senses. That's a good sign. It means you're successfully turning. If you were rejecting the bite then you wouldn't have the increased senses."
"What did you mean by me and Derek being your mates?" Roxanne sighs.
"It means exactly how it sounds. I was going to tell you once you got through turning and got through your first full moon."
"But what is it?"
"Look, Stiles, it's a long story. Can we talk about this after school? I promise I'll explain everything."
"I have lacrosse practice."
"And while you're doing that I have to talk to Laura. So, how about we meet after all that. Your house, say about four?"
"My house?"
"It's probably better that we have this conversation without the chance of Scott overhearing." Stiles looks confused. "Trust me."
"Okay. I trust you." The classroom door opens and Stiles turns around to see the vice principal walking in with a dark haired girl. Roxanne has never seen this girl before and in a town as small as Beacon Hills nobody is a stranger.
"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcome." She keeps her head down and walks quickly to her seat. Roxanne watches as Scott turns around and hands the girl a pen.
"Thanks." Allison says. Roxanne and Stiles exchange a look.
"We'll begin with Kafkas Metamorphosis, on page 394." Mr. Curtis says. Roxanne grabs her book from her bag and begins the reading.
Lunch arrived faster than she expected. She makes her way into the cafeteria and finds Lindsay already sitting in the back. Lindsay is a pretty brunette with dark brown eyes. She has a round face with a slim jaw and a cleft chin. She has prominent cheekbones, cupid bow lips, and a sharp nose. She always dresses as if she's the teacher rather than the student. Today she's wearing a black pencil skirt, a ruffled purple blouse, and black heels.
"Hey." Roxanne greets as she sits down across from her with her packed lunch.
"Hello. Erica texted me and told me you had something to tell me."
"Okay, but promise you won't get mad."
"Whenever you say that it ensures that I get mad." Roxanne gives a guilty smile.
"Okay, so I may have done something rather dangerous last night." Roxanne proceeds to tell Lindsay everything.
"Jesus Christ, Rox. You could have been killed."
"It takes more than that to kill me."
"Not when you haven't fed in days. You were as weak as any human. It only takes five days to become desiccated. You have to be more careful than that, Rox."
"I know, I know. I'm sorry. It was reckless, but I found my mates." Lindsay sighs.
"You're lucky you're not dead."
"Let's focus on the positives." Lindsay gives Rox a look. "Look, Linds, I'm sorry. It was stupid, but I'm fine. Why stress over the what ifs?" Lindsay rolls her eyes.
"So, are they okay? Have they started rejecting the bite?"
"No. Stiles is already showing increased senses, so I'm assuming they will turn no problem."
"And the alpha? It's going to be a problem. I doubt it's going to stop at just those two."
"I'm going to see Laura with Erica after school."
"And you don't want me to come."
"I owe Erica. I know she said we're good, but I still like I owe her. Plus… you can be a bit intense." Lindsay raises an eyebrow. "I don't want to out number them and I don't want to make them feel defensive." Lindsay rolls her eyes again.
"Fine, but fill me in, yeah?"
"Of course." Erica swoops in beside them.
"Sorry I'm late. I got held up in History. I swear Mr. West hates me." Lindsay and Roxanne laugh.
"Well, maybe if you actually did the homework then he would like you more." Lindsay says.
"But homework is so boring." Lindsay rolls her eyes.
"You'll never become a nurse if you don't graduate high school."
"What is the point of History? I'm not looking to be president." Lindsay and Roxanne exchange amused looks. The first bell rings, causing Erica to groan.
"Come on, time to go back to class." Roxanne grins, dragging her friend up.
"I didn't even get to eat."
"You're next class is English, Mr. Curtis doesn't care if you eat." Roxanne points out.
"True." The girls walk out of the cafeteria and make their way to their next class.
By the time the final bell rings for the day, Erica and Roxanne are ready to go. Lindsay decided to stay and watch the lacrosse game to make sure nothing happens to Stiles and Scott. Roxanne drives her and Erica to the burned down Hale house. It was where Laura had her car parked last night and where she fixed them up. She's hoping Laura and Derek will be there today, but she can't be sure. It would look suspicious for the Hales to come back just in time for a girl to be murdered on what could be their property, so they may want to lay low and that house is far from laying low. So, they could very well not be there…
"Stop worrying. If they're not there then I'm sure you can leave a note and they'll meet up with you when they can." Erica says.
"Yeah. Right." She was mostly just nervous to see Derek again. He didn't exactly seem happy to see them last night. Maybe if Stiles gets through the transformation then Derek will be more welcoming. She can understand his fear of getting too close only to lose his mate.
She pulls up to the burned house, but she doesn't see any sign of Laura's car. "God, the house is even creepier than I imagined." Erica says. "Do you think it's haunted?"
"Erica."
"What? It's a legitimate question. Like a hundred people died there. It's bound to have a few ghosts."
"It wasn't a hundred and there's no such thing as ghosts."
"Seriously? There's werewolves, vampires, witches, and yet you say there's no such thing as ghosts."
"I need hard evidence."
"You're a vampire!" Erica says, both amused and shocked. Roxanne just shrugs and gets out of the car. "You are so twisted at times."
"No ghosts are going to come out and eat your soul, Erica."
"You never know." She mumbles. Roxanne rolls her eyes. "So… where are they?"
"I don't know. This is the place they took us last night to be looked over. It is a bit high profile and if there are any hunters in town this will be the first place they come to find them, but it also makes it easier to track them down."
"After today we need to exchange numbers. Get with the twenty-first century." Erica says.
"Yeah, well, last night I was a bit more concerned with my injured mate."
"True." They waited in silence for a few minutes before Erica broke it. "How long are we going to wait?"
"We'll wait until just before four. I have to meet Stiles then."
"You're going to meet Stiles?"
"Yeah, at his house at four."
"Is his dad going to be there?"
"Erica."
"What, it's a responsible question. You're two horny teenagers and your instincts are screaming at you to fuck because the supernatural gods deemed you to be meant to be together." Roxanne bites her lip. "You didn't think about that, did you?"
"We barely know each other."
"You don't need to know one another to have sex. People do it all the time."
"But most don't plan to see the person the next day, nevermind spend their future with them."
"Well, no, but it's not as if things won't work out for you if you did have sex right away. You are meant to be after all." Roxanne huffs.
"Isn't the rule three dates or something?"
"The only rules in sex are the ones you make. Otherwise it's fair game."
"It wouldn't be fair to have sex without Derek involved."
"You want your first time to be a threesome? Are you looking to lose both virginities?" Roxanne rolls her eyes and slaps Erica upside the head. "Owie. I was just making a point."
"The three of us are mates and we need to figure this all out together."
"Well, now's your chance. I hear a car." Roxanne straightens up, nerves shooting down her body. She waits with bated breaths until a sleek black Camaro comes around the corner. "Nice car. Definitely better than your bright purple monstrosity."
"Don't hate on the car." Roxanne says, giving Miss. Plum a soothing pat on her trunk.
The Camaro stops and Laura gets out of the car. "If I had known you were stopping by I would have been here to greet you." Laura says.
"I figured we should talk." Roxanne says. "It's only fair after how open you were to us last night."
"I told you you don't have to tell me anything you're not ready for." Roxanne shrugs.
"The way I see it, we're probably going to be in each other's lives for a while, at least until this crazy alpha is dealt with." Her eyes flicker over to Derek, who has gotten out of the car and taken to leaning against it, keeping a large distance between them. Her eyes turn back to Laura. "The only way we're going to trust each other is if we're honest. I'm a vampire and this is Erica, she's a part of my clan."
"You're a vampire." Laura seems surprised, but not rejecting the idea either. "What's that like?"
"Well, I'm extremely fast, my senses are heightened, I'm very strong, my reflexes are quick, and my healing is incredible."
"All things we have in common." Laura tells her. "What else?"
"We can't go in the sunlight." This gets a pointed look from both Hales. Roxanne holds up her necklace, which is a silver chain with a blue stone hanging from it, set in a floral silver clasp. "Lapis Lazuli, or what we refer to as the daylight stone. A witch spelled it to allow me to walk in the sunlight. It's the only stone that witches can do that with. I also have a ring." She shows her right hand where she has a dainty silver ring on her ring finger with the blue stone in its center. "And a bracelet." The bracelets look like a blue beaded bracelet, but are actually the blue stones with a silver clasp.
"That seems overboard."
"My father had his ring taken off him once. We like to be prepared just in case." Erica and Lindsay both have a matching bracelet and dainty rings. Erica's necklace is a silver chain with a blue crystal that is made of the Lapis Lazuli. Lindsay has a tear drop shaped Lapis Lazuli hanging off a silver chain.
"What about blood, is that true?" Her eyes snap over to Derek and sees him staring at her with an intense look.
"Yes, but we don't kill innocent people. We kill criminals. Murderers, rapists, pedophillers, drug dealers, those sorts of people. We also drink from blood bags too. Thirty percent of the blood from the Red Cross goes to vampires. My family founded the Red Cross. It's the perfect way to get blood without drawing attention." She explains. "I never drank from someone who didn't deserve it. But we also don't have to kill to feed. Some people follow the sip, heal, and compel route."
"Compel?"
"Yeah, we have this ability to get inside a person's mind and make them do or say whatever we want. My family is against using it unless absolutely necessary though. We don't like taking away a person's choice. There are some vampires who use it for much more fowl reasons than to get a quick feed."
"Yeah, Zion is pretty strict when it comes to our feeding and use of compelling." Erica says. "When he gave me the bite he told me the rules he doesn't tolerate any of us breaking them. They're simply really. Don't expose yourself, don't feed on any innocents, don't compel unless you have no other choice, always clean up after yourselves, never turn anyone unless you have approval. Zion is a good guy."
"He's my dad." Roxanne clearifies.
"What about the immortality thing?" This is a question asked by Derek.
"It's not how you imagine it to be. We have longer life spans than humans. Some live to be nearly two hundred, but those cases are pretty. The average life span is a hundred and fifty. We all eventually have to die. Most aren't lucky enough to live long enough to die of old age because of hunters and rival clans, but it's the wish of all vampires nonetheless."
"Okay, what about garlic, holy water, not crossing running water, not having a reflection. Is any of that true?"
"No, it's all bullshit that my kind spread to confuse the hunters. We do have aversion to a plant called Vervain though. If a person wears it or consumes it then we can't compel them until it's out of their system. It can also burn us. Most people make it into a liquid and put it in our drinks or food to weaken us. Or some more adventurous people will take it and splash us in the face with it. It doesn't feel too good."
"Sounds a lot like wolfsbane." Laura comments.
"So that's true then?"
"Yeah, wolfsbane burns us and some hunters will put it in bullets, which poison us. I also have seen some who put it in a gas and it can cause us to hallucinate, pass out, and eventually die."
"What about silver?"
"Does nothing for us."
"And do you all turn into that thing we saw last night?"
"Some of us can turn into actual wolves. It's rare though. You have to be strong both with mind and body. It's most common with alphas and those who were born a werewolf and not bitten. I can do it, but Derek can't. The half transformation that Derek showed you last night is what most people can do. Sometimes though the werewolf can become twisted and their appearance reflects it. That monster you saw last night, that isn't a common appearance. Whoever it is is very dark and twisted. Dangerous."
"Wonderful." Erica sighs. "Is there anything else we should know?"
"Our life span is extended as well. During full moons we are more powerful and harder to control. It doesn't matter if you were bit or born, it depends on your personality and character on how easy it will be for you to learn control. We can also share memories, but it's very difficult to control, so most of the time only alphas can do it. It's something my mother was teaching me. I haven't learned complete control over it yet. We can also absorb others' pain. We take it into ourselves."
"That sounds cool, but also very painful." Erica says, causing Laura to chuckle.
"We can heal people with our blood." Roxanne says, drawing their attention. "It's only physical injuries. The only cure to illness is becoming a vampire."
"I used to have seizures. The doctors told me I only had about five years left to live if I kept having seizures as much as I did. There's no cure for epilepsy. When Zion and Roxanne first moved here I was thirteen. Zion gave him blood and turned me into a vampire. Haven't been sick ever since."
"He gave you his blood?" Laura questions.
"To turn someone into a vampire they have to die with vampire blood in their system." Roxanne explains. "And to kill a vampire you have to burn them, cut their heads off, or destroy the heart. Otherwise we just heal."
"We can even grow back our limbs, but it's not a very fun process. It hurts like a bitch and takes a few days to fully heal." Erica says.
"You lost a pinky, Erica, that's it." Roxanne says.
"It hurt, Rox." Laura giggles. "I'm serious, that shit hurts worse than cramps." Derek doesn't seem phased at all by that, but if he lives with his sister then he's probably used to talking about the menstrual cycle.
"Anything else we should know? I think we covered everything on our end." Laura says.
"Us too. Except talking about the whole mating process." Erica says, trying to be casual, but it was very not casual. Roxanne rolls her eyes and slaps Erica upside the head. "Ow!" Laura grins.
"Well, for us we have to have sex with the person and bite them during climax to claim them. As for mates themselves, we find them by looking into their eyes. It puts us in this kind of trance where our wolf becomes connected to the other person. Once we claim them then our souls are connected. We feel a strong urge to protect our mates. We become possessive and territorial around unclaimed supernaturals. If we aren't fully mated to our mate then we feel this intense urge to fix that."
"Sounds about the same for us." Roxanne says, looking at Derek. "Except we don't just bite them. We feed from them and then give our blood to them. It's called blood sharing. It is a very sacred practice that should only be done between mates, but some see it as a way to control and manipulate a person. You see, when we blood share it connects us to the other person. We can hear their thoughts, feel their emotions, sense that they're in danger, and if the bond is really strong then we can find their location like a string is connecting us."
"We can locate our mates if we have to and we can get a sense of how they're feeling and if they're in danger, but we don't actually feel their emotions or hear their thoughts. We kind of just become attuned with them." Roxanne nods, taking it all in.
"How's the others?" Derek asks. Roxanne knows what he is really asking, how's Stiles.
"They're good. They're both experiencing increased senses, so I figure that means they are turning and not rejecting the bite. They wouldn't start getting wolf abilities if they were rejected, right?"
"They usually show signs of rejection within an hour or two." Laura says.
"Great." Roxanne sighs in relief. "What are we going to do this Friday? The full moon is then."
"We have a place outside of town. It has a basement that will hold them." Laura tells her. "We'll work on their control, but I suspect it'll take a few weeks for them to get control on a normal basis and a few months before they can get control during the full moon."
"Anything you could suggest that would help?"
"Finding an anchor helps."
"An anchor?"
"Something that reminds us of our humanity. It can be a memory, a person, a place. Some use certain emotions, but I find those to be less reliable."
"What's yours?"
"Erica." Roxanne hisses. "That's personal."
"It's okay." Laura smiles. "It's my family. My parents, my brothers, my sister, my aunts, my uncle, my cousins. I use the memories I have of them to stay in control."
"I'm sorry." Erica says. Laura just waves it off.
"Don't worry about it." Roxanne looks at the time on her phone.
"I'm sorry, but I promised Stiles I would talk to him after school at four. Is there anything we need to discuss before the full moon."
"I don't think so, but I'll give you my number in case I think of something." Laura says. They exchange numbers and say goodbye before they part ways. It's after she dropped Erica off that Roxanne notices not one, but two new contacts. Laura gave her Derek's number. Damn, she's sneaky.
An: I'm sorry for the delay. I was stuck on how I wanted to write this. I must have rewrote this chapter like five times. I was debated on how to proceed with Derek, but I have come to the decision to have him stay distant from his mates for now. The biggest hurled for him in the age difference. They are the same age he was when Kate got to him. His biggest fear is being like her, so he is battle with himself right now on what is right and what is wrong. They are his mate, but they are also young. This chapter was all Rox, but next chapter I will have more Derek, Stiles, and maybe some parts with the others. Let me know what you think so far. I will try to have another chapter up for Sunday.