Chapter 1:
"Tyler!" I yelled, looking up at the tree my ten year old son decided to climb. "Get down before you fall down! You're not like your brother!"
"But mum…"
"Tyler Logan Hale, get down right now!" I growled. He scurried back down the tree and tripped over his feet to stand in front of me. "You know I don't want you getting hurt sweetheart, you're not like Dylan; you're human." I said, kissing his head.
"Sorry mum." He mumbled, hugging me before running off to find something else to do. I followed after him into the house and went down to the basement where Dylan was training with his dad.
"I call foul!" I announced as Dylan used a chair to try and throw Derek off balance.
"Mum!" my sixteen year old son complained as Derek laughed.
"You know, it's kinda creepy how alike you two look." I remarked, looking between the two.
"I could say the same for you and Hailey." Derek smiled, ruffling Dylan's hair; much to our son's protest. I shrugged and did the same thing to Dylan, making him whine and try and swat my hand away as I flashed him a grin.
"Where's Tanner?" I asked my husband as he sorted through something.
"In his room, he fell asleep so I took him up there around an hour ago." He replied, glancing back at me. I nodded and Dylan followed me back up into the house as Derek indicated he could go.
Tyler ran in through the back door with a look of panic on his face, but before I could ask him what was wrong a large man followed behind him carrying weapons that I only knew hunters used. I growled and lunged at him, knocking him to the floor before glancing back at my two sons.
"Move!" I demanded, making Dylan grab his little brother and run out the room.
I shot my arm out and grabbed the man's wrist as he went to stab the dagger at me; I tilted my head to the side and felt my fangs grow as I growled. I tightened my hand around his wrist and could hear the bone starting to crack as the knife fell from his grasp.
"Mummy!" Hailey came running into the room and the hunter looked past me to her. I saw his other hand reach for the gun at his hip and brought my leg up, kicking him in the chest as I still hand a hold of his wrist; dislocating his shoulder and making him scream in agony. Hailey covered her ears and Dylan pulled her out before Derek came in, eyes red.
"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Derek demanded, forcing his shift back as I still felt my fangs pressing into my bottom lip.
"There's been a killing." The hunter wheezed, making Derek gently pull my hand off the man so he could cradle his injured arm.
"And you immediately thought to blame us? My pack haven't killed, try looking somewhere that's not here. And stay away from my children, not all of them have the gene; they're human." I slid my phone out my back pocket and dialled a number that I've had a few times before. "What are you doing?" Derek asked me.
"Calling Chris." I smiled, seeing the hunter's eyes widen. A smile tugged at my husband's lips and he held it back as the hunter looked between the two of us. I pulled a face at him and Derek chuckled.
"You still haven't changed since we were younger." Derek smiled, looking at me affectionately. I blushed a little before hearing Chris answer his phone.
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I zoned in on Erica who was running just ahead of me and smirked before speeding up a little, matching my pace with hers and making her grin at me as we ran side by side through the forest. Dylan and Ben, Erica and Boyd's son who was fourteen, were still ahead of us as we raced through the woods; enjoying the free time we had with our eldest children. Our sons stopped suddenly and we slowed until we were beside them.
"What's up?" Erica asked, wrapping her arm around Ben's shoulders as she was still slightly taller than him.
"The ground's moving." He replied, pointing to a certain spot in which the soil was fluctuating now and then. I frowned slightly and went closer, prodding the ground with my foot.
"What is it mum?" Dylan asked, making me shrug. I poked my foot deeper and squealed as the ground gave out, making me stumble back before regaining my balance. Erica laughed and I shot her a playful glare. Her eyes widened a second later and she pointed behind me.
I turned and saw that a hand was sticking out the soil, the fingers twitching slightly. A frown creased my forehead and I looked around us, realising why this piece of the woods was familiar to me; Derek and I had buried his uncle here, and if I remembered correctly this was the exact place his body was. I realised with slight horror that the thing appearing from the ground was a person and backed up a little, grabbing Dylan's hand.
"Shit." I breathed; watching wide eyed as Peter Hale rose out of the woodland floor covered in dirt and had nothing on. "Run!" I gasped as he opened his eyes, looking straight at us.
"What…who is that?!" Erica exclaimed, stumbling backwards and I pushed everyone away from him as he was reaching out towards me.
"Derek's uncle. The Alpha we killed eighteen years ago." I whimpered, continuing to try and usher her back to get away from him.
"Then how the hell is he alive now?"
"How am I supposed to know Erica? Just move!" I yelled, starting to run; towing my eldest son with me and making Erica do the same with hers.
"Stephanie." I heard Peter call after me. I shuddered and ran faster with Dylan by my side and Erica and Ben just slightly behind us.
We reached the house again ten minutes later, not realising how far out we had actually run for us to get to where I had helped Derek bury Peter all those years ago. I hurried down to the basement where I saw Derek with Scott, Allison and the rest of my children.
"We have a problem." I announced, making them look at me as I felt Dylan, Erica and Ben crowd behind me.
"What's up?" Scott asked, bouncing his and Allison's four year old daughter on his knees.
"Peter." I breathed, making Derek's head snap towards me.
"What?" He stepped closer and I looked at him, making him see the fear in my eyes.
"Peter, he just sort of rose out his grave." I explained. "I don't know why, but damn he was real."
"You're sure it was him?" Derek asked, frowning. "He's been dead eighteen years Steph."
"Don't you think I know that?" I complained, slightly distressed. "It was the exact same place we buried him. He came out the earth, naked may I add, and said my name. That makes him pretty real to me."
"I…don't know what to say to that." Derek admitted, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked at me. Tanner toddled over to me and hugged my legs, making me bury my fingers in his dark brown hair and running them through it.
"Perhaps we should just wait and see what happens." Allison spoke up. "He could be dead again by now." She shrugged, looking hopeful. Scott agreed with her and I sighed, nodding my head. I realised I still had hold of Dylan's hand when he gave mine a reassuring squeeze and smiled at him.
So, this is the beginning of the end! The first chapter of the last trilogy sequel. I hope you guys like this as much as the others, the updates may be a little slow as i actually have to write them, but i'll try and make sure that i get them out for you guys :) Please leave a comment telling me what you think and if i should continue this x
Derek and Steph's children:
Dylan Lee Hale - 16
Tanner Logan Hale - 10
Hailey Lillian Hale - 6
Tanner Bruno Hale - 2