Joining the Alpha's Pack

Chapter 11

    A couple of days had passed since Ara and Wyatt had arrived in Beacon Hills. Since Deaton had checked over Wyatt, everything had calmed down. Ara bought a large estate sized house a block away from Scott's house and she was in the process of making it a safe house for all the people that Scott and his pack would be bringing back from all over the world. After all they couldn't all go live with Scott or Derek. Since that day, Deaton had also called Ara into the clinic to tell her that whatever her blood had done to Wyatt was permanent. Scott had gone with her and had held her as she cried. Wyatt would be forever different from the rest of his kind and it was all her fault. " It's okay Ara. You did what you had to do to save Wyatt's life. I would have done the same in your position." He told her as she apologized to him over and over again. Ara had also found herself thinking about Peter. She thought of him constantly but since their first meeting, had never seen him again. " Does he hate me? Hate what I am?" she asked Malia and Lydia once. Lydia had not known how to answer but Malia had shrugged and sipped her coffee. " I don't think it's that he hates you because he doesn't really like anyone. I think it's probably that you get to him and he doesn't know how to deal with it." she said. Ara thought this over and then sighed. She guessed it made sense. Out of nowhere, Lydia spoke up. " So I was curious. You're a vampire right? so where do you get your blood?" she asked and Ara blushed. Malia laughed at Ara's deer caught in the headlights look. " Um well, in the old days, we used to drink from the source, people. Once people became more aware of us, we had to find an alternative. Recently Deaton has let me drink from the animals at the clinic that are being put down or dying. It is less painful and quicker than the injection. If I can't get blood there, I go to a blood bank." She said truthfully. Lydia did this weird shake of the head gesture and let the subject go. Suddenly, Malia got a call on her cell. It was Scott. " Hey can you guys come to Derek's? I need Ara's help." Scott asked and off they went. 

Once they got to Derek's place, Scott ushered them to one of the bedrooms. On the bed was Peter and he was bleeding out. " Oh my god, Peter! Scott what happened?" Malia asked. Ara gasped when she walked in. Her eyes glowed silver at the smell of all the blood and she covered her mouth as her fangs got longer. " We were out hunting a lead or we thought it was a lead but Monroe set a trap. Peter jumped in front of me and took the brunt of the hit. It was some kind of wolfsbane bomb." He told her with a worried expression. A deep vicious growl echoed through the room and everyone turned to look at Ara. Rage like nothing she’d ever felt before raced through her. It took a lot of effort to calm herself down. Upon seeing Peter, Ara had a feeling as to why she was there but she needed to hear it. " Why am I here Scott?" she asked not being able to take her eyes off of Peter. He was staring straight back at her. " I need you to give him your blood to heal him Ara. Nothing we are doing is working, he's bleeding out fast." Scott said. Ara shook her head, tears filling her eyes. "My blood will change him Scott, does he know that? Does he know that it is permanent?" she asked and he nodded. " Yes he does. He already gave you permission." Scott replied. Malia blocked her view of Peter for a moment. " Please Ara, I know what this will cost you but he is my father. Please save him." She pleaded. Malia had not liked her father for some time but since he'd helped Scott fight off their enemies and joined their pack, she had become closer with him. Ara swallowed her nervousness and nodded her head. " I'll do it." she said and everyone moved out of her way. Ara crawled over Peter so that she was over his wound but still within reaching distance of his mouth. First she bit into her wrists and held her arms so that she was bleeding into his wound. Then she leaned so that her neck was close to his mouth. " I don't have a knife Peter, so you are going to have to bite me." She instructed.

Ara shivered when Peter licked her neck a couple of times before his wolf canines punctured the skin of her neck and her blood poured into his mouth. Ara gasped at the pain but didn't move. She didn't even know that Deaton was there until he moved and she caught sight of him. He watched with wide eyes as Peter's deadly wounds began to close and his skin knit itself back together and his body pushed the wolfsbane out through his pores. Ara brought her wrists to her mouth and sealed the wounds there before collapsing over Peter's now fully healed body." Okay Peter that's enough. If you take any more you are going to kill her." Deaton said and Peter stopped drinking. He was surprised when the wounds closed almost instantly. Scott came over and went to lift Ara off of Peter, but Peter growled at him, cradling Ara's prone body against his chest. He was worried he'd taken too much of her blood because she was too pale, almost translucent. " She just needs a little blood Peter, Don't worry. No one is going to harm her." Deaton said, trying to soothe Peter. A couple of minutes passed and Peter began to feel something inside of him. It was really warm, almost hot and moved through him like a fire through a dried out forest. It wasn’t painful perse, just really uncomfortable. Sure enough, once the sensation went away, just like Wyatt, Peter had a silver ring around his blue wolf eyes.