Hello Everyone. This is my first fanfic for the Darkest Powers. I'm not sure how long this is going to be, but please expect it to be all in Derek's POV. I will be using excerpts from the book, which will be in Italics (as will Derek's thoughts, if this throws anyone off, let me know). Also, I will only say this once- I do not own this series and I am just borrowing it.

It was Sunday, mid-morning, when the boys were told to stay out back or in their rooms since there was a new girl coming to stay. Derek decided to stay in his room since he wasn't in the mood to play basketball with the other boys.

Sometime after noon, he was laying on his bed, staring at the ceiling when he heard the front door open and voices floating up the stairs towards the girls rooms. As the voices got closer, so did their scents. Mrs. Talbot was obviously with them and Derek could distinctly smell a man with expensive cologne that almost overpowered the other two subtler scents. One of the women was older and she seemed to smell like a hospital, but Derek was only concerned with the other girl. Chloe, he would find out later, had a wonderful smell to her. Derek found himself leaning against his bedroom door to get a better whiff of her intoxicating scent.

'She smells like wildflowers and the forest right after it rains and…some sort of medication that is throwing everything else off.' Derek thought to himself. He took a deep breath and felt something inside him stir. 'Mine' was the first thing that came to mind when he concentrated on that feeling. He looked down and realized that all of him decided that she was to be his. He reached down and adjusted his shorts; this was going to be hard on him if he was supposed to be around her all day everyday.

He heard her dad mutter that he would stay in town and then Mrs. Talbot tell her to get some rest. They probably drugged her before she got to Lyle House and she would need to sleep it off before tomorrow. He felt an immediate anger that someone would dare drug her and had to fight the urge to go check on her himself. When he heard her door closed he took a deep breath and headed to his own bed to lie down. She wasn't going anywhere, and it was pointless for him to stand in the hallway and breath; even if she did smell like the most delicious dessert.