~My Unpredictable Romance with Derek Hale~
(Previously in Book 2: My Complicated Romance with Derek Hale: Derek returns to Beacon Hills to find his sister, and finds her in pieces. He figures out it wasn't the hunters but the Alpha and promises to help Scott with learning to be a werewolf if Scott helps him kill the Alpha. Meanwhile it's not long until Kristin and Tane break up and Derek and Kristin enter their complicated romance and the bond between them is finally cemented. Derek finds out the Alpha is his uncle Peter who was murdering those connected to the Hale house fire, and his last victim is Kate Argent before Peter is killed by Derek. Derek becomes the new Alpha.)
Derek Hale
Prologue
Laura can finally rest in peace. I've avenged her death and taken back what was stolen from her. I even got the stupid necklace around Kate's neck before the police showed up. Kate is going to be tied to the fire six years ago and probably blamed for the murders. They will think she was just covering up her tracks and getting rid of her accomplices' in case they ever turned on her.
Kristin is fine although I did feel it when her heart stopped beating. I literally felt like someone was reaching into my chest and trying to rip out my heart. I don't know what I would've done if Kristin didn't come back to us, but I'm not sure she came back right. I feel like something is wrong, but Kristin is shutting me out. Kristin has learnt how to numb the connection between us, and it's unnerving especially considering just hours ago Kristin couldn't stop my pain from transferring into her.
How is she going to explain the gunshot wound in her thigh?
I really don't think a hunting accident is going to be enough; although Kristin has a way of being very convincing.
Creak . . . I hear the front door open. It didn't take the police long to study the crime scene and take Kate's body away, and I returned back to the house to hide Peter's body properly. The coroner will determine an animal to be responsible for Kate's death; at least I don't have to worry about being suspected for murder now.
"Derek . . . Derek." I hear Jackson call out as he walks into the house and I appear at the top of the stairs.
"I helped you. I helped save you. You got what you wanted; you got what you wanted now it's my turn to get what I want." Jackson practically stutters with every second word, and I respond by jumping and leaping over the stairs before landing on my feet in front of Jackson.
The shock and fear registers on Jackson's face as his heart starts racing, and I waste no time before I shift my teeth and bite Jackson on his torso. The taste of blood fills my mouth before I quickly pull away, and I have to spit it out on the ground.
Hopefully the bite will kill him.