Short, tan skinned girl with shy green eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome with glowing green eyes. Completely different, both the same. Their eyes show the pain that has been left there from years of damage.
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"You should stay away from me," Derek...
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One month later
Derek's POV The front door opens and Aiden walks in. She smiles at me and take a her jacket off, setting it on the arm of the couch. I place my hands on her waist and kiss her briefly. Everyone has been getting better since Allison's death. "So my dad thinks we've officially broken up," she says. Lately we've been acting like we're no longer together in front of her father. Her mom left a week ago, so she's hardly a worry anymore. As far as her dad knows, I'm waiting a year until I can be with her again. "Happy birthday," I say. She groans, shaking her head. "I was hoping you wouldn't say that. She sits down on the couch. "Allison's dad moved back." I would have thought Scott would tell me this. Although he was helping us out, he is still a hunter. "Don't think about that today, Aid. You're supposed to be happy today." She takes a deep breath and nods. "Stiles might come over later to ask you something, he said he wanted to procrastinate it since he's afraid of you. Which I don't understand." I harden my expression. "You don't?" She shakes her head. I glare at her like I do to everyone else. It doesn't feel right. She stands and places her hands on my chest. "Don't try, Sourwolf," she says, getting up on her tiptoes, so her lips brush against mine with her words. I turn around, gripping her by the shoulders and press her to the wall. She gasps with a small laugh. "We havent done this in awhile," I say. She looks at my legs before kisssing me, her hands automatically going to my hair. We haven't made love for a month. She bites down on my bottom lip lightly, making me growl at her. She pushes me back by my chest until I'm against the stairs. ((((Mature))) "I'm in control," she says. The look in her eyes makes me feel she sort of way. I pick her up and bring her over to the bed. She turns us so shes straddling me. Soon, we're both out of our clothes and making love for the first time in so long. I miss how it used to be when she was a werewolf. We didn't have to be too careful. And the connection between us that intensified. "Faster," she moans, throwing her head back against the pillow. I do as she asks, sucking in her neck to leave a mark. I've been thinking about trying to mark her again. Since she's a human now, I don't know what will happen. She arches against me. My hand tightens around her wrists that are pinned above her head. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she grows closer. "Derek," she groans. I go harder with more sharp thrusts, giving us both more pleasure. She squeezes her eyes shut and yells my name, clenching around me. ×××××× Aiden's POV "As much as I love having you around, it's your birthday and you should be with your friends instead of volunteering here," Melissa sayax gesturing to the hospital. Every year, I've come here to escape my friends and family. "You know I hate my birthday cause the attention. Can't I stay here for another thrity minutes?" She sighs, giving in. She comes out from behind the desk and hands me a trash bag. "You can throw this out." I give a sarcastic smile and walk out the doors. Being outside the hosital at any time has always scared me. I throw the bag into the large trash can and turn to go back inside. Someone grabs me from behind, coving my mouth so can't scream. Tears fill my eyes. The more I fight back, the harder his grip gets. The person turns me around and stares evilly at me. It's the same guy that's been all around the news for killing teens. Even in the darkness, I can see his pale blue eyes. "Your eyes, they don't flash anymore." If I don't get inside, I'll have a heart attack. "I don't kn-know what you're talking about," I say as calmly as I can. "I've been watching everyone in this town; including you and your friends. I know what you are. You all deserve to die. You...your eyes they glshed blue not long ago." "I-I'm not a werewolf anymore." His eyes widen as he looks away to think. "Well you know too much, you'll protect them." He takes out a knife from his pocket and pludges it in me. Someone yanks him away and I fall to the ground. The person, who I've noticed of Boyd, walks over and picks me up after knocking the man out. The knife must have fallen out of me. ×××××× "We're going to lose her," Melissa's voice tells someone. I'm barely conscious. "Is there anything you can do?" She asks. "I can try something," Scott tells her. Panic fills me. Am I in coma? Do they not know I'm aware? "You'll want to leave the room." She nods and walks out. He.walks over and smiles at me with tears in his eyes doughy brown eyes. "This is up to you, Aid. I can try and change you, or you die." I groan in pain. "Change me."
