--Stiles--

Liam stared at Scott in complete disbelief and scoffed. "Vampire?"

I glance at him incredulously. "We faced chimeras and The Beast and you can't believe in vampires?"

Liam glanced at Hayden and shrugged. I turned to Scott and said, "So he was a vampire?" Scott nodded grimly. Damn. So it's not just a werewolf that we were going to have to deal with. It was a vampire. One that aparrently had smelled of desire and lust. Which reminded me..."Scott what did you mean his emotions were desire and lust? What was he doing?"

Scott glanced at Lydia and Deaton but didn't say anything. Lydia spoke up for him. "He was watching you. Had been watching you for a while. He was talking to you."

Shocked I look between Scott and Lydia for clarification. "Me? He wants me?" Scott mumbled something. "What?"

"It's not just that," Scott repeated. "He's obsessed with you."

"Which is why we need to keep you safe. You'll be better protected with Liam or Scott." Deaton said.

I took a deep breath and passed a hand through my hair. A vampire that was obsessed with me. Can things get any worse? I should probably already know that things can definitely get worse. But still...this shit was fucking imposssible. I kind of wished Derek was here. He was more qualified for this stuff than any of us were. Why in the hell was I thinking about him?

Because you love him. 

No I don't. 

You do.

I decide not to start having a mental conversation with myself. I stood up and started pacing around the room. "Can things get any worse? First it was hunters and poisonous lizards and then dark druids and alpha packs and now this? Why is it always me?"

Mason glanced at Liam and Liam glanced at Malia. She said, "Because you're vulnerable. You're the weakest link in the pack."

I laughed exasperated. "Thanks for not being subtle about it." I say. 

And that was when Scott's front door flew off its hinges. I spun as Rickson stalked into the living room. I backed away when he met my eyes. He grinned and said,"You really think you can protect him?"

Kira stepped forward. "Yeah. We do." 

She  drew her katana and balanced herself on the balls of her feet ready to attack if she needed to. I stared at him in fear and hidden anger. "What do you want? Why can't you just leave us alone? Leave me alone?"

Rickson grinned. "Because its not my nature. And I want you." His grin disappeared. "And if I have to kill every single one of your friends to get you, I will do exactly that."

Rickson lunged for me and there was a loud roar and then I was stumbling backwards. Who I saw shocked me to my grave. There standing protectively in front of me was none other than Derek Hale.