AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey, I'm glad to say I'm officially writing the sequel to Teen Wolf - Imprinted and here it is! :)

If you haven't read "Imprinted" I strongly suggest you do, otherwise you'll know nothing about my OCs, characters' relationships/pairings and very important storylines - so make sure you do that first before reading this story.


Prologue:

Scarlett

The pain which clawed at my insides ripped through my chest, burning ever core of my body with unbearable pain… something was stirring within me, my eyes burned as the Wolf fought her escape and forcing me to turn. But this was wrong… my body and soul knew this and would not allow another alpha to claim me.

He wasn't my Derek…

Death was going to steal that away from me, steal my Alpha.

The blonde man with clear blue eyes sneered at my pain and hatred mixed with my fiery pain, he was a murder! We were standing in what looked like a cathedral - with it's stone walls and high arched windows, but I couldn't take in the details as I stared at the werewolf changing in horror.

The wolf lunged and pinned me to the stone fall, but a hooded figure threw the dead weight off me and I looked into a pair of dark brown eyes

The face shifted into a handsome dark skinned face which I knew well… Rickey, a hunter… then Derek was there and Ricky was holding a crossbow, firing it and striking Derek directly in his heart.

"STOP, NO!"

"Scar?"

Cool hands stroked my face and my eyes flew open, looking into a pair of bright green eyes. Derek!

"Scar, it's okay…" Derek breathed against my lips and stroked my face, his eyes filling with tears. I looked around fearfully, but my calm finally kicked in when I realised I was in Derek's bedroom with my caring (and very shirtless) boyfriend. I brushed my brown hair behind my ear and snuggled into Derek's chest, trying to control my breathing.

It was just a dream… it was just a dream… it was just a dream.

But it was the same dream that had been torturing me for the last few nights, ever since that night where I had been bitten by Marcus and my body rejected the wolf change - my body was rejecting it because the venom was not from my Alpha and Imprint (which basically means my soul mate). If it wasn't for my unlikely new BBF Lydia injecting me with the cure which was her immune blood, I would have died and yet here I am still alive and completely human. Slight problem: my uncle was missing, hunters were after my boyfriend and werewolves wanted to kill me… shit, it's like I've been sucked into The Vampire Diaries and I'm the British version of Elena Gilbert - ironic since my last name is actually Gilbert.

In the darkness of early dawn, I felt Derek's arms wrap around me protectively and I looked up into Derek's concerned eyes.

"You know you're safe with me, right?" Derek asked softly and I nodded, of course I knew that and I was definitely not going to forget it. I was completely in love with Derek - yeah it was dangerous dating a werewolf and I wasn't being dumb of naïve because I knew this came with a bucket list of risks and dangers, but I felt so secure with Derek and I trusted him with my life.

"Yeah, I know." I told him, smiling at his grin that was just so damn sexy and I tried to ignore the obviousness of Derek's hotness. Derek was a tall, muscular guy, with raven coloured black hair that was short and spiky and slightly tanned skin with brilliant green eyes. He was absolutely perfect and he also had a caring and sweet side, despite his sexy bad boy image. "I've just had a lot on my mind, you know"

"I know baby," Derek said seriously, but his lips curved into a playful smile as he rolled us over so he was now holding himself above me and his lips were inches from mine "but seeing as we're both up, I'd be happy to take my mind off it."

Derek's lips pressed against mine in a soft and sweet kiss, lingering teasingly and I could tell he was trying to hide the fact he was smirking at my obvious pleasure. For the past four nights, Derek and I have been sleeping together in the same bed and we never did anything sex related - only cuddling and having a little make out session (I had however claimed one of Derek's T-shirts that were too big for me as my sleeping gear to wear over my bra and panties, which I was wearing now) - I was still a virgin and Derek knew I wasn't ready to have sex yet, so he never pressured me to do anything that I didn't want to

I kissed Derek back, wrapping my arms around his neck and deepening the kiss and allowing his tongue to gentle caress mine. Derek's hands gently moved down my body, his fingers gently brushing my thighs as he moved his skilful and incredible lips to kiss my neck and I gasped with surprise.

"Feeling better?" Derek chuckled, looking at me with those beautiful lush green eyes filled passion and love. He was definitely surprise when I rolled us both, so I was now straddling his waist and kissing him hungrily. I needed to feel his touch, to keep me safe and erase the terrifying memories of the Alpha Pack.

Derek's hands quickly returned to gently caressing my thighs, but I heard his small growl and I knew he was trying to control himself. I don't know what it was, but for some reason we were both pushing past our limit of intimacy and I suppressed a shiver against his lips as his hands moved under my T-shirt and began stroking the skin of my back.

Okay, definite danger zone!

My body tensed for a split second, but Derek noticed and reluctantly pulled away with a cocky smile.

"I guess we got carried away just a little, huh?" Derek chuckled, pulling me closer and I rested my forehead on his while breathing in his earthy scent "we don't have to do anything tonight, but if you jump me like that again I may lose my self-control."

I rolled my eyes at him, but I couldn't help reluctantly smiling as we laid back down and I snuggled back into Derek's strong chest. I listened to the beating of his steady heart and I found myself being comforted by the beautiful sound, closing my eyes and slowly drifting off into sleep… until my phone buzzed loudly.

"If that's Lydia calling at this hour," Derek groaned as I pulled away and reached over the large double bed we were sharing to retrieve my ringing phone, seeing my mum's number on the caller ID.

"Hey, Mum," I said softly as Derek sat up and wrapped his arm around me, placing a comforting kiss on my shoulder and looked at me in complete concern. I hadn't spoken to my mother since my aunt and cousins were murdered - by an Alpha wolf named Marcus (who is now thankfully dead, but not before he tried to murder me and my best friends), but as far as the residents of Beacon Hills, their deaths were a tragedy from an attack by a wild animal. God, if only these people knew the truth…

Dread filled me because our last conversation ended with her wanting to move me back to England, but I knew my answer now - I wasn't leaving, I had people I cared about here and I wasn't going to abandon them.

"I'm sorry, I know it's late." Mum said and I glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table which read 5:00AM, actually it was very early if we wanted to be specific and I knew it was around ten in the morning for mum "were you sleeping?"

"Err.. Yeah, I was," I mumbled awkwardly, deliberately leaving out I was sleeping in a bed with my half naked boyfriend and quickly moving the conversation forward "what's up?"

"I got a last minute booking for a plane to America, I should be arriving in Beacon Hills tomorrow afternoon." Mum said seriously, causing my heart to sink and Derek's eyes widened in shock - his super wolf hearing meant he could hear the full conversation.

"Mum, what about your job?" I tried to protest, but Mum cut in firmly.

"You are more important than work," Mum said honestly and continued without letting me interrupt "Scarlett, we are not going to argue about this. I'm coming to get you, do you understand?"

"Mum, I-" I began to fight my case about wanting to stay with the people I care about and not move back to London, but Derek shook his head and I sighed deeply, knowing there was no point arguing about this now "can we talk about this tomorrow? I'm really tired."

"Absolutely, sweetheart," Mum said, her voice abruptly going back to calm and casual "get some sleep, I love you."

"Love you too," I said, hanging up and looked at Derek's face with fear clearly visible on my face "we have a problem,"

Mum coming here? With werewolves, hunters and a massive supernatural war about to erupt… the phrase "shit will hit the fan" comes to mind. Derek simply shrugged and gave an easy smile, but I felt like the news had just announced the apocalypse.

"I don't think so, I'm great at meeting my soul mate's mother and winning her approval," Derek said with that confident smile I usually found cute, but my frown made him cough awkwardly and give an awkward smile "sorry babe, just trying to lighten the mood."

I put my face in my hands and cried a muffled sound in despair, I can't risk losing my mum and I certainly didn't want her getting involved in a messed up battle against werewolves and hunters. What was I gonna do?

I looked up at Derek as he cupped my cheek in his hand, his thumb gently tracing lines on my skin and calming my fearful nerves ever so slightly.

"I can't risk losing anymore family, Derek…" I said, my eyes brimming with tears and he pulled me into his arms.

"That is not going to happen, Scar." Derek said, his voice full of certainty and reassurance as he placed a kiss on my head "I'm going to keep you and everyone safe, I promise… and you know I never break a promise"


Author's Note: Thanks for reading and make sure to leave a review - feedback is always appreciated and it's always great to hear the reader's thoughts and opinions on a story.

I'm not sure when I'll post the next chapter (I'm working on loads of assignments for college and they're due soon, so that'll be my main focus at the moment), but as soon as I have free time I'll update this or another of my fanfics.

Thanks again for reading! :)