I couldn't find Derek at all today and I gave up. Usually I don't give up but it seems like he doesn't want to be found so I won't find him. I don't know if I want to, to be honest.

If he really is on Peters side then I don't want to be apart of that. I'm not killing Allison's family, no matter how bad of people they are. They haven't done anything to me or my family yet so I don't have anything against them.

I sat at the kitchen table catching up on some homework. I have fell way to far behind in all of my classes for it to only be the first month of school. And calculus is definitely not my strong suit.

"Hey honey," my mom walked into the kitchen, I turned to her. Her hair and makeup was all did and she was dressed very nicely, "hey mom, where you going? Gotta hot date?" I joked as she looked to me wearily, I looked at her wide eyed "oh, you actually do?"

She nodded slowly, "yes but I don't know if he's actually hot. You know I take that back-" she began to ramble as I shook my head, "mom, chill. You look amazing and you're amazing so if he can't see that then, do not agree to a second date." She smiled softly, "thank you, Sophie." I smiled nodding, "of course. I hope you have fun, mom."

She turned smiling, "I will try my best." She walked into the guest bathroom when the doorbell rang, "oh, honey can you get that? I need to do some finishing touches." I chuckled nodding, "I got it." I dropped my pencil standing up.

I walked through the living room to the front door, I opened it as my eyes widened at the man standing in the doorway. I slammed the door back shut as Scott came down the stairs behind me, he looked at me confused "what? Is it moms date? Is he ugly?" He questioned as I shook my head.

"Open the door, Sophie." I closed my eyes, "is that?" I opened them back to see him with his eyes widened worriedly. I sighed turning opening the door revealing none other than Peter Hale.

Peter Hale is our moms date. "Hello there." Scott stepped beside going to slam the door in his face again, Peter stopped it with his hand pushing it back open, "really? Slamming the door in my face again? Come on, Scott. Take a second to think that through." He breathed heavily, "I'll tell her." I blurted out without thinking.

Peter looked at me confused shaking his head, "that I used to be a catatonic invalid with burns covering half my face? Good luck with that." Damn it he's right. I hate when he's right. "If you hurt her, if you even touch her..."

"Scott, if I may interrupt your listing of the top five most impotent-sounding threats for a moment, try and remember that I've been in a coma for six years. Don't you think I'd like to have dinner with a beautiful woman?" He stated as I glared at him.

Okay, yeah, cause that's the reason you picked our mother. Not saying our mom isn't beautiful but there's plenty of other beautiful women in this town. Ugh, I take that back. My mom is literally the only beautiful woman in this god forsaken town.

"Just- just half a second. Sorry!" My mom called from behind us as she walked back into the kitchen. "Or maybe... you both think I've come up with an idea. Like how it might be easier to convince you to be part of the pack if your mother is too."

"I swear, if you lay one claw or tooth into her skin you will regret it." I spoke angrily as he raised an eyebrow, "pipe down, little wolf. You both need to understand how much more powerful we are together, you, Scott, and me, and Derek."

"Did you know that some of the most successful military operations during the Second World War were the German U-boat attacks?" I looked at him confused, "what does this have to do with us?" He groaned looking down at me, "let me get to the point please." He spoked annoyed, I sighed nodding for him to continue.

"Do you know what they called them? Wolf packs. Did you know that? Or are you failing history as well?" He smirked, i shook my head "history is the only subject I'm not failing thank you very much. I also know the Germans lost the war so." I crossed my arms over my chest confidently.

I glanced to Scott standing behind me, he was narrowing his eye's angrily at Peter. Well he isn't being much help here. Peter chuckled nodding, "I think you'll find that most historians would argue that as a failure of leadership. And trust me, we don't have that problem here."

"I'm ready, I'm ready." I turned to my mom m smiling cheerful like i have no idea who this man is. Scott smiled slightly, "sorry again." She laughed as I nodded, "we gave him the full run down don't you worry mom." I glared to Peter as he smiled sticking his arm out for my mom.

She smiled impressed locking her arm with his, oh he gets in my nerves and I barely even know him. They both turned walking out the door, "mom?" They both turned back. Don't Scott. It's not worth it. "Yes? Sweetheart." Mom glared at him, he let out a breath "have a good time."

She smiled nodding, "okay." They turned walking away from the door. Yeah there's no way I'm letting this date even make it to the restaurant, if he was even planning on taking her to one.

I slammed the door shut as I rushed into the kitchen searching for my phone on the kitchen table. "What are you doing?" Scott walked in watching me confused, "I need my phone, I have to call Stiles."

"Why?" I chuckled, "cause there is no way I'm letting that date go through." I found my phone unlocking it dialing Stiles phone number. "Hello?" He picked up confused, "I need you to find Peters car and do something to stop him."

"What?" I sighed, "Stiles, my mom is on a date with Peter Hale and I need you to stop it." He sighed, "okay." I looked to Scott, "tell him to come pick me up and I'll track them". I nodded, "Scott said to to come pick him up and he'll track them for you."

"Okay, I'm leaving my house now." The line went dead. "He's on his way." I sighed sitting my phone down, "what the hell does Peter want with our mom?" Scott sighed sitting at the table, "he wants us to be in his pack."

I scoffed nodding sitting beside him, "yeah, that's not gonna happen." He shrugged, "I mean do we have a choice?" I looked at him confused, "what do you mean? We have a choice and it's we're not joining Peters pack."

There's no way he's actually considering joining his pack is he? That's literally the worst idea he's ever had, and he's had some pretty questionable ideas. Would telling him about me change his mind?

I mean eventually I'm gonna have to tell him because it's only a matter of time before I'm gonna have to fight In front of him and he's gonna see. I sighed, "I have to tell you something, Scott and you can't freak out."

He nodded confused, "okay? What is it?" I sighed, "I am not like you. I am a whats call Zeta. I am made to protect my alpha and the betas in the pack. According to Derek I am one of the strongest and most powerful werewolves on the planet but I'm my strongest until I have a pack."

He stayed silent as he processed the information I just shared. "And I also promised Derek I would help him kill Peter so he can take his alpha powers become the alpha." I spoke quickly as he looked up to me confused,

"What?" He spoke frustrated, "why would you do that?" I shrugged, "why wouldn't I? Derek said himself I would be miserable without an alpha and there is no way in hell i'm gonna be Peter's Zeta who already wants us to kill just to join his pack." I explained frustrated and annoyed.

"What do you think Derek's gonna do?" I scoffed, "he won't make me kill innocent people! Peter wants us to kill Allison's family, are you really okay with that?" He shook his head, "no, of course not. But Derek isn't any better than Peter."

"Yes he is. You're taking Stiles' word without actually getting to know Derek. He's not as bad of a guy as you think he is. He's helped me get through every full moon." He sighed, "just because he's helped you and been nice to you doesn't make him a good guy, Sophie."

"What makes a good guy, Scott? Because a good guy wouldn't be trying to convince us to murder innocent people to join his pack and on a date with our mom to convince us. Peter isn't a good guy and someone I definitely wouldn't want to order to." Scott sighed standing up, "I'm not arguing with you about this. Soph. I'm not helping Derek."

I scoffed standing up, "I'm not asking you to help Derek. I'm asking you to understand what I want. Helping Derek is the only option for me but if you help Peter then okay but I am going to help Derek kill him." He turned walking away as I followed, a horn blowed outside.

Stiles is here. "I'm not helping anyone. No one has to die." I stopped as he opened the front door, "Peter has to die. Or Allison's family will die. Who do you want to die Scott?" He paused glancing over his shoulder to me, "no one."

He walked out as I scoffed shaking my head annoyed. Scott is being so difficult for no reason. If he doesn't want to help me and Derek take Peter down then fine, but I will not let him sit back and take Peters side.

Peter is not a good guy and is Scott see that then he isn't who I thought he was. I'm not making him choose Derek but in a way I am. Derek's side is the right choice. I wish Scott would stop letting Stiles control his thoughts.

He let Stiles' words get in his head and they affect his thoughts and change his mind. For so long Scott was on Derek's side and really to help him and then Stiles got in his head and now he's second guessing that?

I mean I'm not surprised, Scott has always chosen Stiles over me, opinionated wise. I just wish he would realize I am right for once.

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