Jack: Who do you think you are, messing with Chloe and Derek and all the characters? You don't own Darkest Powers.

Me: Yeah, but I do own you.

Jack: -_-

Ok, I apologize. I told you a lie at the end of the last chapter. I don't explain Kit's behavior in this chapter. But I promise I will explain it in the next one. I have personally punished myself for breaking my promise by not eating chocolate for two whole days. I love chocolate, and it's sitting in my kitchen, taunting me. But I will stay strong and not eat it as consequence for my lie. So this is the third chapter. Hope you like it.

"You're sorry?" I asked, completely confused. He clenched his jaw and nodded, not looking at me.

"But why? I mean, I know you were being a jerk, but I'm used to it." He flinched, and I shook my head, realizing my wording was too harsh.

'"That d-didn't come out right. I j-just mean that you don't n-need to apologize. I understand why y-you did it." I told him. He frowned and shook his head.

"You shouldn't have to just get over me being a jerk." His gaze flitted to my face before looking away again. I shrugged.

"I-"

"Chloe!" Jack's voice called behind me. I jumped and turned around. He smiled brightly at me, his face only falling a little when he noticed Derek behind me. I waved at him and turned back to Derek. He was glaring at Jack. I frowned.

"Please try to be nice." I mumbled. He glanced at me and didn't reply. I sighed and looked back at Jack, who was walking toward us with a bounce in his step.

"So do you realize that tomorrow will be the first time ever that I have celebrated Thanksgiving?" He asked excitedly. I paused, having not even realized that it was the day before Thanksgiving. But a smile quickly lit up my face.

"Kit's actually going to let us celebrate it? I didn't know he could cook." I glanced behind Jack at the house. Derek snorted.

"No, dad can't cook. Mary will probably be doing all the cooking. Although it is a little surprising that he would let us do anything special." Derek murmured behind me. I looked back at him.

"Who's Mary?" I asked. Derek pointed at the house.

"She's the one who owns this safe house. I forgot that you haven't met anyone. Come on, we'll finish our conversation later." Derek said, holding his hand out to me. I nodded and took his hand. I looked over at Jack. He winked at me and followed us inside.

The inside was huge, with high ceilings and decorative walls. Simon was waiting for us in the front hallway. He smiled at me, motioning for us to follow him.

"I got everyone to gather in the living room for introductions." Simon told us over his shoulder. I nodded and felt a small twist of anxiety. I realized that I was nervous to meet the other people in the house. We walked down a hallway that opened up into a large room with a glass chandelier, decorative furnishings, and seven people in it. The only faces I recognized were Kit and Tori. A middle aged woman with short blonde hair stood up with a smile on her face. Her hazel eyes were warm and kind.

"Hi. You must be Jack and Chloe. I'm very glad that you're here. My name is Mary and I'm a shaman. I own this house." She said to us, looking from Jack to me. I smiled back at her. The boy sitting next to her slowly stood up and glanced around the room once before settling his gaze on me.

"Um, hi. My name's Chase. I'm 16, and Mary's my mom- I was adopted, of course. Oh, and I'm a werewolf." My eyes widened a little when he mentioned that he was a werewolf. I glanced at Derek, who was glaring at Chase. Chase had curly brown hair and dark blue eyes. He seemed nice, although he kept staring at me.

"Chase, stop trying to rape the girl with your eyes." The girl next to him snorted. Chase glared at her and sat down. Derek's grip tightened around my hand. The girl stood up and smirked at us.

"I'm Allison. I'm 16 years old, and I'm a witch." She told us. She had bleach blonde hair that was up in a ponytail and grayish blue eyes. I smiled cautiously at her, a little unsure if we were going to get along. She sat down and looked over at a boy with bright red hair and green eyes. He stood up bouncing on his heels.

"My name's Max and I'm a velociraptor." He smiled and moved his hands in a clawing motion. The girl next to him rolled her eyes and lightly smacked the back of his head. Max sighed and looked back at her.

"Fine. I'm Max, I'm 14 years old, and I'm a Volo half demon. Oh, and that stick in the mud is my sister." Max told us, pointing behind him at the girl. The smile on my face was real this time. I found it hard not to like Max already.

"And I am Macy. I'm 15, and I'm a necromancer. Max has already informed you that I am his brother." Their resemblance was obvious. She had coppery red hair that framed her face and dark green eyes.

"So we've told you what we are. Why don't you enlighten us about yourselves?" Allison mused. I nodded slightly and looked at Jack. He sighed.

"I guess I'll go first. I'm Jack, although you already seem to know that. I'm 16 years old, and I'm a shaman." Jack said. He glanced at Macy, who blushed and looked away. I bit back a smile. Then I realized that everyone was staring at me, waiting for me to introduce myself. Nerves jumped around in my stomach.

"Hi, m-my name is Chloe. I'm 15 y-years old, a-and I'm a n-necromancer." I said quietly, silently cursing my stutter. Allison smirked and cocked her head.

"Little necro has a stutter, does she?" She teased. I frowned and glanced down at my feet, my face flaming with embarrassment. Derek growled and took a step forward. I shook my head and held him back. Allison laughed and glanced at Derek.

"That's cute. You even have a bodyguard. Guess you can't protect yourself, can you?" Allison sneered. I bit my lip and kept myself from showing that her statement stung.

"Allison! There is no need for such disrespect. Go upstairs and get ready for dinner, and I will be up in a few minutes to have a chat with you." Mary scolded. Allison sighed and rolled her eyes, walking out of the room. Mary stood up and clapped her hands together.

"On that note, why don't we all get ready for dinner. Macy, please show Chloe to her room." Mary said. Macy nodded and smiled at me. Kit and Mary walked out, talking quietly about something. Max ran out of the room, squealing and giggling. Macy sighed and glanced between me and the doorway.

"I'll get him. C'mon Tori, I might need some help." Simon said. Tori sighed and nodded, reluctantly following Simon through the doorway.

"I'm sorry about Allison, Chloe. If you ever need comforting, my door is always open." Chase smiled. I nodded slowly, deciding whether or not to be a little creeped out by his offer. Derek didn't seem to like it at all. He stepped in front of my, a low growl coming from the back of his throat.

"Are you stupid? Or are you just forgetting about me?" Derek asked angrily. I looked from him to Chase and back again, confused. Chase only smirked.

"You haven't staked your claim on her yet. I bet she doesn't even know about mates." Chase shot back. I frowned, becoming even more confused. What were they talking about?

"You still have no right, pup." Derek's voice almost scared me because it was so threatening. I looked to Macy and Jack for understanding, but they looked as clueless as me.

"Until you officially claim her, I see no reason why I can't. She isn't yours yet." Chase spit. Finally I had enough. I stepped between them and glared at Derek. I took a deep breath.

"What are you talking about? Mates?" I asked, grateful that my stutter did not make an appearance.

I know, it's a cliffhanger. But I'll update as soon as I can. As long as I get reviews, that is. And I would say that after you review to have one of my fresh invisible chocolate chip cookies, but I would be tempting myself with chocolate. So I just have sugar cookies. But you can enjoy those too. So please review!