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Her eyes were staring right up at me, lifeless, just like a dead fish or something. The blood dripping from the bottom of her torso was now seeping through to my foot, staining my left shoe. She looked so helpless and... and dead. Because she was. The girl who I thought of as a big sister, and was my old babysitter, and the girl I trusted with my life, was here in front of me.

DEAD.

I took a step back, sucking in a gasp of air, my stomach now feeling incredibly sick. I tried not to puke.

What would you do in a time like this?

Well, I'll tell you what I did. I let out an uncharacteristically girly scream, just like those prissy girls do in horror movies. How cliche.

The embarrassing sound coming from my own self was instantly cut off by someone's hand wrapping around my mouth, muffling my scream which soon ended.

The person's other arm snaked it's way around my waist, pulling me into a bare chest it felt like. Judging from the killer muscles on this person's arms, I'd say it was obviously a man.

And with my luck, I was just sure that it was the Alpha. A.K.A. death, here to murder me. Too bad I couldn't see this dude's face to look him in the eye. There goes my last chance to pick up what was left of my hurt pride.

Tonight is just not my night.

My eyes widened even more, if possible. I struggled against whoever it was, but it was no use. They were too strong. I was jerked back, away from Laura's body, and was pulled behind a tree.

What the crap?

Alpha or not, this guy was going to get his face smashed in by none other than moi.

"I'm not going to hurt you, but if you scream, the Alpha gets you." A man's voice, deep and vicious, whispered in my ear, his tone cynical. That sounded like a threat. Maybe I should be smart about it and not punch his lights out.

Yeah, right.

But in a time like this, I was too freaked to do anything. My thoughts were all over the place, as well as any hand-eye coordination. If I even had any left right now. Now that I mentioned it, what with my noodle-like arms, I was utterly DOOMED!

Remind me to thank him for saving my butt if I come out of this alive.

I slowly nodded, and he cautiously removed his hand from my mouth, wrapping it around my waist where it overlapped his other arm. The tree was so thin that I had to stay in front of him like this or we'd be seen, if the Alpha really was on the other side of this tree.

If I wasn't so scared about the thought of a wolf possibly about to eat me alive, it'd be plain awkward right now.
The man warily peered around the side of the tree, and I followed his lead, trying to ignore the sweat coming from his brick-wall of a chest, that was no doubt drenching my back. Ew. Why was he shirtless, anyway?

There was no sign of the Alpha, but that didn't mean he wasn't here, watching our every move.

"On the count of three, you run. If you lose sight of me, you lose your life, as well. So follow." He ordered in a deadly tone.

What was up with this guy and threats? What, did he expect me to like, quiver in my blood-soaked sneakers? No, thank you, mysterious life-saving dude that reeked of wolf-breath and sweat.

I nodded, taking in a shaky breath. I was quite possibly traumatized by the image of Laura's half eaten body. It would most likely never stop appearing in my mind.
"One.. two," He whispered. I was dying of anxiety here. "Three."

We both took off, him taking the lead. We made our way through the forest, weaving through trees, feet pounding against the wet forest floor, sprinting as fast as we possibly could. He was hard to keep up with, but I somehow managed to without running into a tree. We kept running and running until we came to a stop in front of the Hale's house.

I bent over, resting my hands on my knees, panting hard. "The Alpha is near, but I don't think he wants us right now. At least not yet, it'd be too easy for him. Be on alert, though. If we get separated and you see him, scream. And not some wimpy little girl scream like you did back there." He ordered, glancing at me.

Okay, that last comment was a low blow.

I tried to stop the blush that was creeping it's way up to my cheeks, but it was no use. Too bad I was too freaked out to come up with some witty remark.

I slowly nodded, wondering if I could trust this man. His face was stone-set, and he was dead serious, despite his slight attempt at lightening the mood. I could vaguely feel the emotions rolling off of him. He was a complete mess on the inside.
Hurt, anger, panic, stress, grief, but most of all sorrow. He was doing a good job at keeping them off of his expression, though. If I WASN'T a werewolf (that'd be the day), and therefore NOT able to feel other peoples' emotions, I probably would have never guessed that he actually had any, other than anger. This guy was tough, I had to give him that.

I'm sure the fact that I had absolutely no control at keeping mine at bay wasn't helping him stay together, but it couldn't be helped. I'm weak, I realize that. It's embarrassing, and unfortunately true.

He may or may not even be able to feel them coming from other people. What if he was just a regular human dude, somehow lost in the woods? But that wouldn't explain how he knew the way back to the Hale's house.

Still, he did a good job at hiding them. But all the sorrow and grief flowing off of him only led me to believe that maybe this was Derek.

He was Laura's brother, a voice in my head chimed.

Huh. That didn't really cross my mind. Maybe I could learn to trust him, if this was the case. I had definitely trusted Laura.
...before she painfully died. I shuddered, pushing that thought out of my head. Poor Laura...

I looked up at him, his dark eyes now boring into mine. They were full of all sorts of stuff swarming around in those gorgeous dark eyes. They'd be what gave him all away, or what would be, if I wasn't a freaking werewolf. That started to make my mind wonder.

Was he a werewolf, too? Laura never mentioned it, but he had to be.

Right?

He definitely smelled like one, but that might just be because he's been around them. My mother wasn't a werewolf, but she smelled like one just because she was always around my Dad and I, plus the Hale's... but that was before we moved away from them. And before my parents both died, of course.

Man, I really had to stop thinking these depressing thoughts.

"Who are you?" I asked him quietly, once we had caught our breath. He definitely looked a lot like Laura. I basically already knew the answer. I had to be sure, though. He gave me a wary look, before answering. And I thought I was paranoid.

"Derek Hale." He answered, running a hand through his short, dark, wind-blown hair. A definite sign that he was stressed out, what with all this crap going on. Tonight was obviously not his night, either. At least we had something in common.

"Laura's brother, right?" I questioned. He nodded once. "She said I could trust you." I replied.

"That's for you to decide, but again, I'm not gonna hurt you." He told me. I nodded slowly, glancing behind my shoulder. I started to get creeped out from standing so close to the woods. At any second, the Alpha could reach out and grab me and eat me all in one bite.

I swiftly walked over to stand next to him, trying to be smooth about it, but ended up being all awkward. The ghost of a smirk played at his lips, the moon casting shadows across his face, but then he got serious again. He was definitely not ugly, you'd have to be blind to say that.
He totally sensed my awkwardness. So embarrassing. I looked over, glaring at him half-heartedly.

I know I looked even more weak, but it couldn't be helped. This was life or death, literally.

Letting out a deep sigh, I scanned the woods once again. It looked clear. But only a fool would believe that right now.

I looked at Derek again, and couldn't help but notice that he had amazing abs.

I mentally slapped myself.

How could I be thinking that in a time like this! Seriously, self? Ugh.

I blame the hormones.

His face was impassive, his jaw set. How he could be so calm when he had just saw his sister get ripped apart, was beyond me. He was a mystery, alright. I both envied and admired him for being so strong, both physically and mentally. That took some serious skill. I had a feeling he'd make a really good 'Master Apprentice' type of friend. Someone to look up to.

Maybe, just maybe, everything really would be okay, if we made it through the night.

Or maybe we'd die and end up as dog chow for Mr. Alpha.

But seriously. If I learned anything in my 16 years spent on Earth, it'd be that the Hale's never break their promises. And Laura, my beloved big-sister figure (and old babysitter), the one I always looked up to...

...well, she was no exception.

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