Calista woke up the next morning laying in her own bed, she was confused, in a complete daze left over from the events of the night before. For a moment she wondered if it had all been a dream, but what had happened had been all too real to have been any type of dream. A dream that good, well, wasn't possible to be had.

Even the tough, much more durable, muscles of her wolf kind couldn't handle the strain she had put on them with Jackson, she groaned as she sat up in her bed and made her way into the bathroom across the hall. She knew she was alone, so she didn't bother to lock the bathroom door behind her.

After a long, steamy, shower, and choosing the perfect outfit, Cali was getting ready to leave the house for the day. She had just made it to the front door when someone began to knock on it from the other side. She jumped, muscles still aching with certain movements she made, and this very one caused her to groan once more, she held the noise between clenched teeth before pulling the door open. The handsome face that greeted her on the other side of the door wasn't the one she had been hoping to see.

"I thought you said I had two weeks. Two weeks that I had hoped wouldn't contain your constant visits, Derek." Cali attempted to slam the door on him, but Derek was much faster than even her wolf speed was, he caught the door and slipped inside before shutting the door behind himself.

"Oh I was planning to leave you be, that was until I heard about what you did last night." It was hard to tell when Derek was mad because he always looked so damn angry, but something told Cali that right then he was pissed.

Cali tried hard not to show the fact that she was afraid, but with someone as powerful as Derek, visibly angry,, and standing right before you, it was impossible not to show you were frightened.

His actions were lightening fast as he pounced on Cali, knocking her to the ground. She hit it, hard, her entire body slamming into the polished wood floor hard enough to chip some of the wood and break a few bones. She knew they would heal but that didn't stop the pain that shot through her.

A scream ripped through her chest and quickly in came out from between her lips, the scream ripped the teeth, which had been clenched together, apart letting the shrill noise free. It only sounded human for a moment before it transformed into a deep, intense, growl that shook the very foundation of her house.

"Quiet." He ordered as his large hand lifted to cover her mouth, the weight of his hand upon her mouth cut off the inhuman nose that had been ripped from her lungs upon feeling the pain he had caused her.

It was just a few moments later, moments spent in semi silence as she continued to thrash beneath him, that her bones had fused back together and any bruising had vanished.

Slowly, Derek's hand left from over top of Cali's mouth and he placed it on the ground beside her head as he had with the other. Lowering himself towards her, his face came within an inch or so of hers.

"You were supposed to save yourself for me, Calista. She made you for me, Don't you understand that?" His voice was low and menacing, his eyes glinting menacingly to match the tone of his voice as Cali made a huge effort to keep from letting herself take on her werewolf form.

"She picked the wrong girl, Derek. I'm not the one you want. I'll help you find the girl who is actually ready for what you need." All the fire, all the sassy, 'f you Derek, I don't need to do what you say' had completely left Cali. She was a new werewolf, a cub of sorts, one that she knew could never face off against Derek, he was an Alpha. Much too strong for someone like her, an omega, to take on.

"No, you're the one that I need. Cali, I can feel it in you. I just couldn't figure out how you didn't feel it for yourself with me, but then, after I was enlightened of your rendezvous with Jackson last night, I realized why. It's because of him. You feel it with him." How Derek had figured what had gone on so quickly, how he had realized that Calista had found her mate, her one true match, within Jackson, so quickly was beyond her. She didn't intend to tell him that, though. Not at all. She couldn't tell him for fear of Jackson's life.

"If it's him that's in the way, then I'll just have to rid of him so then we can be together, as we should be, maybe a threat against your life won't motivate you, but one against his might." He was right and she knew that he would do what he threatened. The very thought of Jackson dying because of her brought tears to her eyes.

"Ah, so I was right." Derek moved to stand, leaving Calista on the ground, but no longer pinned to the hard wood floor.

"I'll just have to go pay him a visit." Derek made a step towards the door, only a single step, before Cali stood and reached out to grab Derek's arm.

"No, please. I will do anything. Anything you want, just please. Leave him alone." She begged as the tears that had popped up in her eyes, slipped down her cheeks at the mere thought of losing Jackson. The connection she had with him was intense and they hardly even really knew each other. She just couldn't bare the thought of losing the man she knew to be the one she was mean to be with for the rest of her life.

Her words caused a grin to appear on Derek's lips. It wasn't one of happiness, though, not entirely. It was one of triumph as he stepped towards the petite female that stood just a step or so away from him. He lifted a large hand to tangle his fingers into her hair. He gripped it, hard, in his fist and pulled her into him.

"You know what I want." He stated. "And you're going to give me exactly that."

When he finished speaking his lips crushed down upon hers. Cali kissed him back, but the feeling wasn't the same as with Jackson. With Jackson it had been fireworks, butterflies in her stomach, and an intense longing for more. With Derek it was nothing, blank, and a constant ache for it to be over and never to happen again, but what Derek wanted entailed much much more of it.