Anchoring Force: Chapter One

A/N: Well it has taken quite a while to decide to start this back up but I have finally started working on the Sequel to Sweet Taming. So I am going to keep this short and sweet. Special thanks to Notsalony for being the inspiration and push that I needed to start working on this again. Here is the first chapter of the second installment of the Power of Purity series. Enjoy! And R&R!

Scott's POV

A month had passed since the incident with Derek wolfing out on me. For a while there things were a little rocky. Derek had his trust issues that seemed to constantly butt into everything. At first he had refused to open up at all. Not even bothering to tell me how he was feeling or what he was thinking. We even had an argument one day when I asked him if he was okay and he went all Alpha on me. But we were slowly making progress….most days. Then there was the fear that still lingered between us, and that hadn't completely vanished yet. After seeing what Derek was capable of-even if his judgment had been clouded by his rage- had shaken me to my core. Whenever we were alone there was always that small voice in the back of my head that kept wondering when he would finally snap and rip out my throat like he had done to Peter. But that day never came no matter how much I grated his nerves or on the rare occasion provoked him.

Simply put we were in a relatively good place, all things considered. Now I was sitting in class waiting for the bell to ring so that I could get the hell out of this building and back o where I really wanted to be. Essentially I was just ready to get back to the Hale residence, which still had not been restored. Well, at least not completely. Only the bedroom actually looked livable and frankly that was enough for me. Especially since for the last two weeks Derek and I had spent nearly every day together and every day he would tell me something that I didn't know about him. It was our way of giving him the baby steps that he needed in order to finally open up to someone….to me.

"Scott?" I looked to my right to give my best friend my attention. I hope that he is not about to try and convince me to stop seeing Derek for the hundredth time. As annoying as it was a part of me was touched that Stiles cared so much. But again I just wished that he didn't care so much. Weird, right? Yes, I understood that Derek had almost killed me. And yes, I know that he had a reputation of being hot tempered and cold hearted. But unlike everyone else I had seen the other side to Derek. The caring and sensitive side. The protective side that wanted to lock me away from all the evil in the world. The side of Derek that had come so close to telling me that he loved me just forty-eight hours ago.

"What is it Stiles?" The response was a little more heated than I had intended it to be.

"Any plans after school?" Here we go.

"Yeah. Why? What's up?" He started to play with his fingers nervously and that was the indicator that this conversation was about to go in a direction that I really didn't want it to go. Concern is good. That is the mantra that I had been repeating to myself over and over again since Stiles had made it his life's mission to steer me away from Derek.

"Do your plans include the big, bad Alpha?"

"You know he hates it when you call him that and yes they do. Problem?" Yes it was a blatant challenge but enough was enough. So what if I was dating the murderous Alpha. That was my business and my choice.

"No, no problem. Just be careful okay." That was too easy. Something had to be up. Normally, Stiles had this entire speech that went on and on about how I could be dead right now and that I could be the next Peter. In which case I always replied with, "Well, since I'm still breathing I guess its safe to assume that he doesn't want me dead? Right?"

"Always."

"By the way, can you help me with something after school before you leave with White Fang?"

"What is up with you and the constant wolf references and sure but it needs to be quick. Derek will be outside waiting for me after the bell rings."

"What? I like making wolf references. They make me feel better about you dating the one wolf in town that is known to be a little on the ridged side. And it will only take a few minutes." All I could do to that was shake my head and focus back on what was happening at the front of the class. After five minutes of staring off into space I heard the one sound that I had been waiting for since Derek had dropped me off this morning.

Without a word I followed Stiles to an empty classroom and waiting somewhat impatiently for him to get on with whatever he had up his sleeve. It took a moment but eventually the door opened and in strolled the last two people that I wanted to see. Allison and her father stared at me and it took everything in me not to growl out my frustrations.

"Stiles what the hell is going on?"

"Umm, they wanted me to bring you here. They threatened me." At least he had the decency to look ashamed for not giving me a heads up.

"Well, Scott. We seem to have a problem on our hands," stated Allison's father. He stepped forward and this time I didn't hold back the warning growl that emitted from me. He faltered in his steps, quickly deciding to step back to his original place in the room.

"And what problem might that be?"

"No need to be coy Scott."

"Frankly, Allison I have nothing to say to you. So, if you all will excuse me I have somewhere to be." I went to stand only to find an arrow aimed at my heart and a gun focused on my head.

"This is a warning Scott. Turn Derek over to us or a lot of bad things are going to happen. You have until the next full moon to make a decision." After speaking his threat Argent left the room. Allison soon followed, but not before she turned and looked in my direction and spoke.

"See you next week Scott." And with a smirk on her face she was gone.