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"Derek you need to bite me." I said right as he left. "Hold on what?" Scott said. "Either you or Derek needs to bite me. I won't die, I'll evolve. I know what I'm doing. Now do it." I demanded and held my arm out. "Back story first." Derek demanded and pushed my arm down. "Fine." I growled.

"Its called mutatio Daemonem lupus. It means the change from a demon to a wolf in Latin. If I go through this he can't mark me until a certain point. Please do this." I said and held my arm back up. Derek and Scott glanced at each other before Derek grabbed my arm. He let his teeth grow out before sinking them into my arm. I let out a small whimper and Liam growled feeling the need to protect me. I gave him a reassuring look and he stood back.

"What the hell are you doing?" Stiles yelled when he saw Derek bite into me. Derek let go of my arm and I smirked at Stiles. "I'm doing this so you can't mark me." I said. "Oh you just wait until Jason hears about this." Stiles laughed tauntingly. "Oh he won't be to happy with you." He said and pointed at me. "Well there's little he can do." I snapped. Stiles growled and charged at me, very angry. He forcefully grabbed my upper arm and yanked me forward. "We're leaving." He growled.

I pulled my arm out of his grip and stood my ground. "I'm not leaving." I said and he shook his head. "You don't want to do this Asher. Trust me." He growled. "I haven't trusted you in years Stiles." I snapped.

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"Asher you have to leave town, its not safe for you." Lydia said over the phone. "Lydia I can't. You guys aren't ready for what's coming and I can't just leave knowing that you guys aren't ready." I sighed. "Fine, but please just stay away from Stiles." Lydia sighed. "I plan on doing that." I laughed and walked up to my front door. Yes, MY front door. "Well I gotta go and explain my disappearance to my brother, I'll see you tomorrow at school." I said. "Your seriously going to school Asher?!" Lydia screamed in the phone. "He won't try anything in public. I know that." I said and lifted up the mat, getting the spare key from under it. "Oh my god your crazy. Whatever." Lydia said into the phone and I let out a laugh before saying bye and hanging up.

I unlocked the door and walked into the house, quickly shutting it behind me. "Jordan?" I yelled. It was very silent. Almost too silent. "Jordan I'm home!" I yelled and walked away from the door. I turned the corner to see the kitchen and dining room empty. "Jordan?" I asked wondering why he wasn't answering. I turned around and started to walk up the stairs quietly. I walked down the hallway, peeking in every room to see if he was there. Then I got to his room. The door was closed and I was hoping that he wasn't dead or something.

I slowly opened the door and peeked my head inside. I let out a huge breath of air when I saw my brother in the middle of the room doing pushups with his headphones in his ears. "Jordan!" I yelled, knowing he plays his music loud. He stopped doing pushups and looked up. He smiled and stood up, running over to give me a hug. "Hey kiddo how was your trip?" He said and patted my back.

"What?" I questioned. "Your trip, Stiles told me you were going on a trip." He said getting confused. I laughed and nodded. "Oh right, sorry I'm just a little tired." I don't know why the hell I'm covering for him. I should be ratting his ass out. "So how was it?" My brother asked. "I didn't like it. It was really boring." I said rocking on my heels. "Oh well go get some sleep, you have school tomorrow." He said and pushed me slightly. I laughed and swatted his hands away.

"Oh and Asher?" Jordan said making me stop. "I have to leave for training tomorrow, I'll be gone for a couple months. You'll be staying with Stiles and the Sheriff." He said. I froze and turned around. "What?" I questioned, hoping I heard him wrong. "I know I know you just got back and now I'm leaving, but they told me this morning." Jordan sighed. "Jordan why can't I stay with Lydia?" I pleaded.

"Asher I trust the Sheriff, he's my boss. Besides you'll be safer with them." Jordan nodded. "Yeah right." I mumbled sarcastically. "What was that?" Jordan asked, not hearing me. "Nothing. Goodnight." I smiled and walked out of the room.

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"So your going to be staying at the Stilinski's house?" Allison asked after I told them everything. "This defeats the whole 'stay away from stiles' plan." Lydia sighed from the drivers seat. "I know." I ran my hands through my hair. "Well his dad will be there, so he won't try anything right?" Lydia questioned hopefully. "Oh that's the funny part, he's in on all of this." I growled.

"What?! How the hell is the sheriff in on kidnappings someone?" Lydia yelled. "I don't know honestly." "Well what are we going to do?" Allison lifted her hands up in frustration. "We can't do anything." I whispered. "At least he can't complete the marking process." Lydia said and squirmed in her seat. When I didn't answer the looked at me through the rearview mirror. "Right?" She asked.

I sighed and put my hands in my face. "He can finish it." I said. "What? How? I thought the bite would prevent that!" Allison yelled and turned around to face me. "Yeah me too but apparently once he starts it nothing can prevent him from finishing it, unless I die." I explained. "If he haven't started it when he did and if Derek bit me then he wouldn't be able to do it but its already halfway done and I can't do anything about it." I growled.

"And what's worse is that once he does finish it, I'll be bonded to him which means I won't be able to leave him." I said and leaned back further into my seat. Lydia pulled into the parking lot and parked close to the school. I got out of the car and was immediately shoved against the side of it. I squealed and saw that Stiles was the one who pinned me up against the car.

Lydia and Allison pulled Stiles off of me and we all ran. "What the hell was that?" I yelled out of breath when we were a safe distance away. "Oh he's definitely going to try something in public." Lydia groaned and Allison agreed.

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