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Peter Hale ([personal profile] work_inprogress) wrote2013-07-03 11:15 pm

For we all are caught in the middle / Of one long treacherous riddle (For Lydia)

It was quite possible that Lydia was not flirting with the Alpha twin. Possible Aiden was hitting on her and being gently shut down. Possible Stiles was wrong. The rational side of Peter's brain told him that's what it was as he lurked outside the school, watching Lydia in a way that was not at all creepy or stalkery. Really.

He was just checking on her, given her repeated trances and her fear of what was going on. He was looking out for her, making sure she was okay. It was concern, not territorial marking. Really.

He'd already done that.

A faint growl escaped his throat and the Alpha boy's head snapped toward the woods, but Peter was already gone.

Peter followed her the rest of the afternoon, into the evening, watched her with her friends. Watched as Aiden followed her, too, though far more openly. Pity, when the boy came back out, his tires had been slashed, and Peter didn't much care if he thought Scott or Isaac had done it. He had no proof and reason enough to already go after them. What were a couple of tires?

He was at her home before her. After determining her mother wasn't home--a far too usual occurrence for his idea of decent parenting, but highly convenient--he leaped to the tree by her window, then let himself in through it. He didn't sprawl out on her bed to wait, this time. He paced in the darkness instead, moving to the far corner of the room when he heard her car, out of her line of sight when she'd come in. Leaning against the wall there, he waited.
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[personal profile] wantadistraction 2013-07-04 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Lydia wouldn't lie and say there was a point where she hadn't wanted Aiden for a bit of fun. She had been wanting a distraction and there had been something about him that promised that kind of fun. She wanted to say that finding out he was one of the Alpha twins was the reason she didn't want him anymore but she knew the real reason. A reason she hadn't shared with anyone else.

Peter.

Everyone else could think she had simply lost interest in Aiden, in classic Lydia fashion, but she knew it was because Peter had come out of nowhere to blindside her. Even now she could feel the marks on her body and the pleasant ache between her thighs. It was enough to confirm that she truly didn't want Aiden. Still, he flirted and she played coy because that was something she was good at. He teased, he charmed and he pleaded with her to let him come over but she never told him yes.

Even today, he pushed and she merely, gently, let him down with a little pat on his chest before wandering away. She had been quick to leave the school after that, not wanting to risk running into him again or to have him follow her home.

Entering her home, she made sure the door was locked behind herself before placing her bag on the floor besides the stairs. "Mom?" She called out, knowing full well she wouldn't get a response in turn. Reaching up to tug her hair tie from her hair, she let the curls fall as she climbed the stairs to her room, humming to herself.

Letting herself into her room, she wondered then where Peter was and how long she had before he popped up. If only because she was considering a shower just in case there was some residual scent from Aiden on her.