Prologue

Derek POV:

I stood with Peter at the edge of the forest clearing, it had just gone midnight and the moon was hidden behind dark clouds. My mind was still running through the events that had happened two nights previous: Alison's grandfather was dead, Boyd and Erica were missing, Scott was still not trusting him as an alpha, Stiles was an emotional wreck, Jackson has become a blue-eyed werewolf (what ever that is?), Lydia knows about werewolves in Beacon Hills and there's a new alpha pack that is putting the whole town at risk.

This was getting out of hand.

Peter seemed to be mirroring my thoughts, he looked at me and smirked.

"You know what?" Peter sneered

"No, but I'm sure you're going to tell me" I said stiffly, refusing to look at him.

Peter chuckled sarcastically and I had to fight the temptation to hit him, even after the man was resurrected he's still a pain in the ass.

"I'm glad I'm not the alpha anymore, all this 'impending doom' stuff is kind of irritating." he sighed.

"Good thing I killed you and set you on fire last month." I said looking at him now and glaring, I crossed my arms and clenched them into fists "Pity you had to come back to life, but I'm a much better alpha than you anyway. I don't need or want your help."

Peter's eyebrow went up.

"Are you?" he asked "last I checked your beta doesn't trust you and two of your wolves have been kidnapped, bravo nephew!" and he gave me a mock of an applause.

I saw red.

I grab my uncle by the scruff of the neck and threw him with all my strength, sending him crashing into a nearby tree and he landed in a heap on the ground.

I felt the change begin, but I thought it.

I can control the wolf, unlike so many others of my kind.

I turned to leave, but Peter's next words stopped me in my tracks.

"As an Alpha, you run the risk of imprinting on someone and you don't need to worry about a feeble human when I war is coming."

I turned back to see Peter on his feet and completed unfazed about being thrown 20 yards, big surprise.

"What's imprinting?" I asked

"When an alpha finds his or her mate," Peter explained "true love that you're destined to be with, it could happen at anytime with anyone. So be careful."

"Don't worry," I said turning and walking into the forest "I learned a long time ago, I was never meant to be loved."

Who could love a beast like me?