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I groggily awoke to angry voices echoing around me and through my aching head, with closed eyes I tried to move off the comfortable bed. That was a big mistake from the start, though my broken ribs had healed the wounds that Derek had inflicted still needed to heal.

My eyes flew open as I gasped with pain as it ripped through my head and shoulders like a whirlwind. I toppled out of the bed and onto the floor in a tremendous heap, laying there waiting for the pain to ebb I took in my surrounds.

I was in an abandoned warehouse that looked over the Industrial side of Beacon hills, through the big dirty windows I could see the sun was setting. How long had I been out, it couldn't really be all afternoon could it?

The voices grew louder and angrier as they neared the door, not wanting to look like a complete idiot lying on the floor I gritted my teeth as I slowly and painfully pulled myself up from the floor. As I stood up my head swam and the room started to spin, I could feel that I was about to redecorate the floor, I could see a couch not far from where I stood If I could just reach it I'm sure I would be alright. Taking a shakily step forward my knees buckled and I dropped onto my knees, the room began to spin more violently than before. I leaned forward and put my hands on to the floor to steady myself.

This seemed to help with the spinning even if it was only for a moment, never the less it was a relieve to have that moment of not feeling like my head was a spinning top. I was concentrating so hard to not give in and throw up I practically jumped when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist and hauled me to my feet.

I stumbled out of their embrace and quickly spun around to see who it was, that had been a mistake as my vision blurred and the world began to spin again. Placing my hands onto my temples I closed my eyes and took a few deep breathes in to calm my erratically beating heart.

Strangely enough that seemed to help with the dizziness, I slowly opened, my eyes to find my little brother with crossed arms and a furious look on his face.

"Scott? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same damn question, are you absolutely crazy or do you just have a death wish? What the hell were you thinking taking on Derek? He's an alpha!"

I stared at him blankly for a moment, it was taking a little longer to process what he had just said seeing at I was still a bit groggy and my brain felt like it had been rattled out of place. Why had I gone to Derek again? Oh yeah to find out why my little brother had been turned into the very monster I had become all those years ago.

I couldn't wrap my head around why Scott was furious with me, if he had told me then and there I wouldn't have had to seek out Derek. Though I really don't want to admit it, part of me was secretly excited that I was going to see him.

"Why the hell are you angry at me? If you had just told me what I wanted to know, I wouldn't have had to seek out the only other source of information."

He opened his mouth to protest but was interrupted by Derek walking through the door, and as usual he had a scowl on his face.

"Your brother is right to be annoyed and has every right to question your sanity. Did you really think you could take me in a fight knowing I'm an alpha?"

"Well you have already proved to me that I have absolutely no chance in ever beating you. I got that point loud and clear while I was crashing through the door into your house."

I couldn't keep the bite of sarcasm from my voice when I spoke to him, he just seems to bring out the worst in me. Guilt fluttered across his face for a moment before his scowl returned, I guess Derek does have a heart buried somewhere deep down.

The room started to spin again making me sway on the spot, suddenly everything went black for a moment. I found myself opening my eyes to find beautiful hazel eyes staring down at me with worry.

Did I really just think Derek's eyes were beautiful? I really did hid my head pretty hard to think that. The look of worry didn't leave from behind his eyes even though he was scowling the whole time he spoke to me.

"You shouldn't be out of bed let alone trying to stand, you haven't healed properly yet."

Before I could respond he scooped me up into his arms and carried me bridal style back towards the bed. Without thinking I weakly wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my head into his right shoulder.

A small smile escaped my lips as I inhaled his scent, it reminded me of the forest after a heavy rain fall. Derek smelt like the forest around Beacon Hills, so strong, fresh and earthy, I couldn't help but feel like I had truly come home at last.

My sense of logic shone through for only moment in where I really thought 'what the hell am I doing? I really must have hit my head really hard on those stairs'. As quickly as my clarity was there it was smothered once more by a groggy haze.

Derek stopped abruptly, opening my eyes I was shocked to see Scott standing in front of him with glowing golden eyes and clawed hands at his sides poised and ready.

"She is not staying here! You'll have to get through me first."

Derek pulled his lips back and snarled as his eyes turned form their beautiful hazel to the fierce alpha red.

"You would even dare threaten to attack me when I'm defenceless while holding your sister? She is in no state to be moved anywhere, just look at her she can't even stand!"

"It's because of you she is in this state! Why do you even care? I saw the way you reacted to her when you first met, what happened between you to?"

I could feel him heave a heavy sigh as his hold on me tighten ever so slightly, it was as if he was subconsciously marking me as his own by protecting me. Then again I could be reading way too much into this seeing at I can't even stand without the room spinning and having the urge to hurl.

"As much as your sister and I hate each other, we still hold a connection to each other because of our past. If you want to know what happened you need to ask her, it's not my place to say."

"Basically you're chickening out on an explanation like you always do! After all we have been through you still can't tell me the truth, and you wonder why I don't trust you."

"Enough of this bickering!"

With that Derek side stepped him and walked to the bed, he gently placed me on top of the covers. The threads of unconsciousness beckoned to me once more, my body desperately wanted to give in.

I tried to fight off the impending darkness, I was losing the battle slowly and surely, all words Derek and Scott shouted at each other rolled over me like fog over sleeping hills.

I suddenly saw Scott fully wolfed out and had jumped at Derek trying to slash his throat out, Derek grabbed him and threw him across the room into a metal pillar. That didn't stop Scott for long, he was up on his feet and was just about to leap for Derek again.

My primal instincts kicked and a rush of adrenaline flew around my body, I jumped off the bed and place myself between the two of them. Somewhere between jumping off the bed and standing in between them I had shifted and now my electric green eyes watched both of then carefully. Finding my voice I roared at both of them in frustration.

Before either one could react the adrenaline that coursed through my veins wore off and I finally lost the battle with my body. I felt my legs buckle as I dropped to the floor yet again for the umpteenth time. The edges of my vision darken, just before everything went black again I heard the surprised voices of Derek and Scott call out my name.

Again for the second time I awoke to find I was still in the warehouse, I remembered the last time I sat up the pain I felt sent me flying to the floor. I carefully and slowly sat up, pleasantly the room no longer span and the only pain I had was dull ache around the claw wounds Derek had left.

My neck and shoulders felt really stiff, I rolled my shoulders and rubbed the back of my neck to release the tension that had built up. Looking around I spotted a curled up figure on the couch, though my night vision was good I couldn't see if it was Scott or Derek. Come to think of it I wonder what happened after I blacked out.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed, I only just noticed then that my biker boots were no longer on my feet. I hope that they hadn't been damaged in the fight, they were the last thing Derek gave to me before everything went sour and I landed up becoming what I am today. I don't know why I hadn't got rid of them all those years ago, then again they really are damn good boots.

Shaking my head I brought my thoughts back to the present, I mentally scolded myself for even thinking about the old days. Not wanting to wake up whoever was on the couch I stood up and carefully and quietly tip toed over, holding my breath I gently pulled the cover up to find Derek fast asleep.

Placing the cover just under his chin I crouched down and really studied his face, even when we had dated all those years ago I had never been lucky enough to catch him sleeping.

He had filled out over the years, even though his face looked older and more mature with that sexy 5 o'clock shadow. I could see the carefree teenager I had fallen in love with while he slept.

No matter how hard I tried to stay angry at him and hate him, right now with the way he looked while he slept I just couldn't keep up the lies I had told and convinced myself of all these years.

I slowly moved closer towards him and without thinking I lightly played with the tips of his hair. It was still as soft and thick as I had remembered it, he suddenly grabbed my wrist and looked straight at me in drowsy confusion.

My heart jumped and began to beat at a hundred miles an hour, he looked at me the way he used to all those years ago. Driven by pure instinct and need I closed the gap between us and kissed him.

Before either of us came to our senses he grabbed me and deepened the kiss, he began to explore every inch of my mouth igniting every single nerve in my body. A familiar feeling blazed within my stomach, I tried to pull myself deeper into the kiss.

I hungrily grasped at his shirt, not realising my strength the fabric gave away between my fingertips. A hungry growl escaped his throat as he ripped off the remnants of his shirt and threw it into the floor.

Without taking his lips off of mine he slid off the couch and picked me up, he walked over to the bed and gently laid me on the bed. He moved to my right ear and nibbled his way down to my neck. The brush of his stubble on my skin gave me goose bumps all over my body making me shiver with excitement.

Slowly he entwined his hands with mine and pushed them above my head all the while kissing me. Pinning me with one hand the other one wandered down to my stomach, he teased me with his soft stroking sending me into a fury of lust and hunger.

I wanted the touch of his skin on mine to never stop; I didn't want this perfect moment to end. A loud cough came from the door stopping us dead, I looked over to see Scott glaring at us with anger.

"Um hi Scott."