Chapter 6
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Now that she didn't have to worry about how Wyatt would react to the questions, Ara sighed. " Show Scott your eyes" Derek said impatiently and Ara shook her head with a sigh. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again they glowed silver. Peter moved closer to them with a thoughtful expression on his face. " There are far more supernatural beings out there Scott than you know. There are those like me who are really good at hiding in plain sight" Ara said. " I'm not Wyatt's biological mother. I never would have been hunted if I hadn't found him and saved him two years ago" she said. Derek growled, his eyes glowing blue. " That doesn't tell us what you are." he growled and Ara growled, “ Don’t rush me pup!” she said right back. Scott didn't seem worried in the least. " Okay Ara, so tell me, what are you?" he asked curious. Ara smiled revealing her fangs. Liam gasped and took a step back. " I'm a vampire" she said and retracted her fangs, the silver bleeding out of her eyes until they were green again. " I was out with my family when we heard Wyatt whimpering in pain in an alley. He was being tortured by hunters. He was weak and bleeding out because of the silver. My family died so I could get Wyatt out of there. We've been on the run ever since" she told him. Scott lowered his head. " I'm sorry for your loss," he said. He didn't know how he would feel if his mom and dad died. " I thought vampires didn't exist?" he asked and shook his head. Ara laughed for the first time and tilted her head to the side." I thought werewolves didn't exist" she shot back at him and Scott smiled. " Fair enough," he said nodding. This whole time, Peter had been quiet and watching Ara closely. He inhaled her scent and shuddered. She smelled of lavender and something else he couldn’t pinpoint. She smelled old if age had a scent. " So why does Wyatt have silver mixed with the yellow of his wolf?" Peter asked, speaking for the first time. Ara's face filled with pain and remorse and ducked her head. She felt so bad over what she had done to Wyatt. She feared he would forever be different from other wolves. " He wasn't healing. There was too much wolfsbane and silver in his system and he was dying. To save his life I fed him some of my blood. Vampires heal exponentially faster so I thought maybe it would help him and it did.” She said, a sob catching in her throat. She shook her head before continuing. “All his injuries healed within the hour but somehow my blood changed him. I don't know if he's part vampire now or if it will wear off in time. All I know is that he is stronger now, faster and he needs to drink blood every once in a while or he gets weak and sick" she said. Peter watched the woman carefully. She wasn't lying. She had no idea what her blood would do to him, she just wanted to help the dying three year old child in her arms.
Scott sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He had never heard mention of vampires the whole time he'd been living in Beacon Hills, or at least since he'd become a werewolf and he wondered if Deaton even knew about them. Then again he had never thought that werewolves existed either until he had become one himself. He looked over at Peter who’d walked halfway across the room. He had once hated the man who had bitten him. Peter had proven to be a psychotic killer and a master manipulator. But in the last little while, Peter had become a part of his pack and a font of knowledge when Deaton didn't have the answers. " What do you think Peter?" Scott asked. Peter stared at Ara now sitting up in the bed. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. He cleared his throat and shook his head. " I don't know Scott, I know a lot but Talia knew more. I would have to check her records but I think I remember her telling me a legend about deadly creatures who fed on blood. They were supposed to be our natural enemies." he said as he walked closer to the bed. Now Peter knew why she'd excluded herself when she said that Scott wouldn't hurt Wyatt. She knew that her kind were natural enemies to werewolves and she didn't expect to live for much longer. " You know what I'm talking about. '' Peter said, not bothering to form it as a question. Scott looked at Ara as she lowered her eyes for the first time and nodded. " Yes, although we eat food as well. My kind are the enemies of yours." she whispered. Scott shook his head." Then why did you and your family risk your lives to save Wyatt? He's a werewolf" Scott asked. Peter's gut clenched when he saw a tear slip from Ara's eyes and run down her cheeks. He wanted to reach out and wipe them from her face. " He was just a little boy. I don't care that he is a werewolf. I wouldn't care if he was banshee, human or fox. I couldn't, wouldn't let those men torture him to death. Not all vampires hate wolves." she said, her eyes turning a beautiful mercury silver as her emotions got the better of her.
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