hot color. Isaac yelled out in pain, letting her go and looking down at his arms to see them burnt while Amara quickly run over to Derek and Scott, pushing Derek away.

"Move." Derek said but Amara just stood straighter, "Fight me." Amara said making Derek look at her confused. "What?" He asked, "Are you deaf? I said fight me." She said as she shoved him slightly and he shook his head. "I'm not gonna fight you, Amara." He said and she raised her eyebrows, "Why not? You have no problem beating the fuck out of my best friend." Amara said.

"I'm not gonna fight my cousin." Derek said and Amara nodded slightly, "But you'll keep secrets from her, right?" She asked and he sighed and looked away from her. "I'm only apart of your pack because of the Argents and because you and my mom are the only family I have. But family, pack or not, I'll have no problem beating your face in. All you're doing is putting more people in danger." Amara said and Derek sighed and looked at her, "Go home, Amara." He said before walking away.

The second he walked away Amara instantly crouched down next to Scott to check him over. Pushing himself up, Scott blinks away the blur to see Boyd now standing over them, "Don't... You don't wanna be like them." Scott managed to get out.

"You're right. I want to be like you guys." Boyd said as he lifts up his shirt to reveal a blood crusted wound at his side making Amara sigh. He's already been bitten. Scott slowly rests his head back down on the ice, watching the canted view of not two but three new werewolves walking away with their Alpha.