Hey y'all. Chapter 4 is out. Again- I do not own Teen Wolf. Have a nice reading :)

Chapter 4

As Derek came inside the house he couldn't help but find it haunting. It was an enormous house with an antique design. The walls were wooden and the across the living room you could see the back garden from the gigantic windows. There were stairs to go to the second floor. From where he was standing the house looked like it came from a fairy tale.

It scared him to never have seen or felt this part of the woods. He was always proud to be one of the few people to fully know the place where he grew up. How could he have not been here before? How could he have not felt this amazing place where everything was green and well treated, where animals roamed free around the place at night without the fear of being lashed at by a hungry and bat-shit crazy wolf. He just couldn't understand. And that killed him on the inside.

"What are you looking at? Follow me or I'll throw you out." Violet was starting to lose patience. The wolf was just standing there, changing his expressions as minutes passed by. 'Is he going crazy from the barriers?' she thought.

"How is it possible that I never came here? How come I didn't know about this part of the woods?" Derek was perplexed.

"Barriers. As I said before, I don't like it when people come into my territory."

That was a good enough explanation to calm Derek's nerves. He felt relieved that it wasn't because he was away from his home for 6 years that he didn't recognize this place. It was because there were barriers around it. But then it hit him. "If there are barriers, how come I got in?"

"The barriers don't work like that. They just make you change your mind if you're thinking of exploring the woods or something like that, I can't have humans running around in here, it's dangerous. If you have a clear goal in your mind, like you did, they won't stop you. That's why I have traps. When one of them is driven I can feel it and I know that someone is here."

'That's surprisingly clever' Derek thought.

"Really Derek? You don't have to put that surprised look on your face. What do you take me for?" the girl felt offended. How the hell can he be so rude after she invited him in and was nice to him. Well sorta. Maybe. Ok no. She wasn't. At all. But still. It was her home, you can't be rude to someone in their own house. That's not polite.

"Sorry. I didn't mean it that way. It's just a really good mechanism."

"Thanks. Any way. What did you want to ask?"

"I'm confused. You can't be what you are because you're supposed to be extinct. And yet, your smell is so characteristic. How can you be standing in front of me?" the wolf was intrigued. It's not every day that you come along something extinct.

"I come from the past. Just kidding. Sit down. It's a long story." Violet sat down in the wooden stool on the kitchen. Derek sat in front of her. "A hundred years ago, when the hunters turned against us out of fear of our superior race, they decided to exterminate us from the earth. My family had a close friend from the higher ranks, who found out beforehand and warned them to run away and hide. So they did. They ran away and hid. They tried to warn as many as possible but most of them didn't believe that the hunters were going to turn against them and the ones that did believe didn't have enough time to run or just couldn't find a good place to hide." While Violet was telling her kind's story she was starting to feel the tears bucking up in her eyes. It was a sensitive matter for her, after all it was her race, her pack. "They lived out of the spot light for a hundred years. Generations passed and it came down to us. We were discrete. So I just can't put my finger to how the hell did the hunters find us." As one tear rolled down Violet's cheek she continued "Five years ago, while my mom and I were out, the hunters came to our house and killed my dad and my brothers in their sleep and burned down our home. I honestly don't know how they did it because my dad is an extremely careful man who wouldn't just ignore the sound of footsteps rushing towards our home in the middle of the night." She sighed "My mother and I ran away. Again. We skipped from town to town and landed here. She decided to get preggers and since she can't risk the hunters finding us, she went to the forest to deliver and raise my baby-bro. Now that's my life story. Not as long as I thought."

There was a moment of complete silence after that. Derek sympathized with this girl's story since his was a lot like hers.

They sat in silence for a long time until Derek decided to break it.

"So you really are… a cat." He stated with a glimpse of uncertainty in his voice.

"More like a feline. Cat is too specific. My father was a leopard and my mom's a panther. My brothers, well, they were kitties and-"

Derek interrupted "What are you?"

"If you'd let me finish… I'm a white tiger."

Derek opened his mouth in awe "White tiger of the West" Derek mumbled.

"Never thought that Derek Hale would be familiar with Chinese mythology. Yes, I'm the king of all beasts. I rule the animal world, so to say." Violet said with a smirk on her face. "Bow before me you foolish creature. " She laughed. At that moment Derek felt the urge to bow but he fought it. He didn't want to seem weak. The thought that he would be standing before the king, well Queen, of all beasts never crossed his mind. This was royalty. She could rip his throat out with her teeth. Suddenly all this seemed meaningless.

"Why do you hide? You could easily kill all the hunters if they were to come after you."

"Because I don't wish to spend all my life fighting. I want to live it not fear for it."

"What do you have to fear? You're invincible! You have no weaknesses and you can rip me in half with your hands."

"Oh! I do have a weakness. It's not exactly a weakness and it's not very easy to obtain. Actually, it's kinda stupid." Violet was starting to feel comfortable around Derek. She noticed how he bowed slightly before sitting straight when she ordered him to, jokingly. She knew he wouldn't tell anything. "I feel weak around shrimps that have been in contact with ice from the North Pole." Derek eyed her in baffle "Yeah… Told you it's stupid. It's the components present in the North Pole's water that make me weak. The shrimp is a mere carrier and besides, that thing is disgusting."

'The Queen of the Beasts is weakened by shrimps. Such a weird weakness' thought Violet after looking at Derek's expression that showed amusement at this information.

"Are you serious?" Derek started laughing.

"Yes. I. Am." Violet felt embarrassed. "STOP LAUGHING!" Derek stopped immediately "It's embarrassing…" she confessed.

"I actually think it's kinda cute."

"You should never call a tiger cute Derek. Never." The girl glared at the wolf.

'Is it me or we're having a moment?' Violet thought 'We're totally having a moment. I've read enough books to see the sexual tension in the air. Well, who wouldn't be frustrated standing in front of this Greek God. He's a hot piece of super sexy ass. His toned muscles that peek from under that under-sized shirt, which I would be delighted to rip off him, with my teeth. Those clearly notable and perfect abs. The green eyes that look like they're looking straight into your soul and amazing face with strong features. Did I already mention that he has an ass to die for? Oh yeah, I did. I guess that stuff in the middle was just to reinforce my point. He's a Greek God and being called cute by a Greek God is quite the compliment. Oh god. I'm rambling. I should really stop hanging out with Stiles. That's right! Stiles! He'll totally want to hear what happened here with Derek. Maybe I should text him. Now? Later? Probably later. It would be rude, and I don't want to be rude with Derek, even though I already was, but whateve- I'm rambling again. Damn it.' Violet's brain was about to explode from all that mess when she was interrupted by the sound of a buzzing phone.

"Stiles?" Derek looked at the screen from her phone. "Since when does he have your number?"

"We're friends. Of course he would have my number."

"Stiles has friends? Besides Scott of course."

"Yes, Stiles has friends. You should really stop being so mean with him. He's an amazing person and is it me or does he smell like honey and cotton candy?"

"Yeah, I've already noticed it." Derek smiled at this information. He didn't think that another person would share this view on Stiles' smell.

"It's amazing right? How can a person that eats THAT amount of junk food smell like cotton candy? I always feel like I'm on a Carnival when I'm with him." Violet smiled.

As weird as it may seem, Derek and Violet just sat there, talking about Stiles and other random stuff. Both forgetting their initial agenda. Only hours later, when the Queen got another text did they realize how late it was.

"I should go. It's getting late." Derek stood up from the kitchen stool.

"Derek! Please be careful with what you know about me. Do not tell them that I'm a White Tiger. This could put you all in danger, not me. You may say that I'm a feline but don't sa-" Violet was interrupted.

"I won't. But don't you think that they should know?"

"It's for the best. Not to be mean and rude, but they're not exactly good at keeping secrets." She said.

"You're right. But maybe I should tell Stiles. He deserves to know." Derek said half joking.

"He already does." The girl said with a serious face.

Derek just closed his eyes and sighed. Stiles knew something like that and didn't tell the Alpha. He was doing his best to remain calm.

"There was nothing that Stiles could've done. I made him not tell anyone. He recognized the tiger tattoo on my back from your mother's books. They had a lot of information about our kind. He's really a smart kid Derek."

"I understand. We'll be in touch." Derek said and left Violet's house.

As soon as the Alpha was out the door, Violet ran to her phone and called Stiles to call him over. When the boy arrived they sat on her bedroom's bed and she told him everything about that afternoon.

"So, Derek's not mad at me?" Stiles had an uneasy expression on his face.

"No. I don't think he'll hit you. Let's just hope for the best." Said Violet in a half jokingly tone.

They laid in her bed and after talking about that day they just watched the Harry Potter movies and filled themselves with junk food, Stiles's favorite. Both knew that that would be the last night of peace and quiet that they would have.

So yeah. Stiles and Violet are friends. Very close actually. (What kind of person would I be if I didn't put my favorite character in my story) For those who tought that Violet wouldn't be a cat because that's just a cliché. You were wrong. Kinda. Anyway, I'm a sucker for clichés, but I don't want it to be too obvious so she's a white tiger, 'cause they're beautiful. YAYYY! :D

Oh and the thing that Violet has in common with Allison is the fact that their last names kinda give away what they are. Allison Argent (Silver in french- as Jackson said) and Violet Felis (feline in latin, tiger didn't sound very good and was kinda obvious) Clever huh? ;)