I Didn't ask to be a Monster

Chapter Two

He sat on the spiral staircase and listened as Isaac and Derek argued over the current situation.

Isaac was doing most of the yelling until he walked off in a huff.

"I wouldn't take it personally." He stood and walked down the staircase to his nephew. "Anger is just a tool; he is using it to excuse his shifting allegiance from you to Scott."

He stared out at the sky knowing that the full moon would be rising tomorrow.

He figured he would stay the night here to watch over Cora. Derek fell asleep at Cora's side, never letting go of her hand.

Peter laid himself out on the couch thinking about Lydia.

He was madly in love with her. Not having contact with her for the last six months did put a damper on things but it did not keep him from seeing her. He watched the nights when she would bring home a boy to feed her lust. He wasn't jealous over them because they were just boys.

Unlike with this Alpha Twin, he had an issue with him. He knew that this twin was trying to use Lydia and put her in the mix to be used as leverage or to be hurt and that pissed him off. Only Peter could use Lydia.

He fell asleep.

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Lydia came home early in the morning with her mother. Everything checked out and she was fine according to doctors.

She wanted to go to school; she showered and then sat in front of her vanity. Her mother came in to check on her only to find her staring at her neck.

"Okay sweetheart, this is not a problem. Having gotten my share of hickeys in high school, I developed some patented cover up methods." She sat down next to her daughter and pulled out her makeup kit only to be stopped by a soft hand.

"If you don't want to go to school honey you don't have to." She looked at her damaged daughter in the mirror.

"That's not it. It's just... someone tried to strangle me... and I survived. I don't need to hide that." Lydia's chin rose with confidence.

"No, no you don't." Her mother pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear and brought her in for a close embrace. "But we are still going to do your hair right?"

Lydia smiled and nodded her head, "Of course we are still doing my hair."

Her mother stood behind her braiding her strawberry blonde hair.

She kept thinking about this dream she had, a dream that was so real. Peter came to visit her but she knew it couldn't be real because they had an agreement that he would not have contact with her.