A/n: So I meant to post this yesterday, but my google docs went retarded and deleted everything I wrote D: So I re wrote it and am posting it now. I really like this chapter, I hope you do too. Read and Review. Let me know what you think. P.S Its good to know nobody likes duke (aka Deucalion). He is a bad guy after all lol. xoxo - Sammi


Amane smiled as she looked herself over in the mirror. She was in a knee length sparkling blue dress, that made her hair seem brighter. She blue flats, that matched perfectly. She sighed contentedly, before turning to leave her room, stopping at the sight of Peter standing in her doorway.

"You look beautiful." There was no smile on his face. He knew she was going out on a date, and not with him.

"Thank you." She said quietly, moving to go past him and down stairs. She was stopped by his arm blocking her path.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked, in a low tone, that sent shivers down her spine. She sighed before looking in his blue eyes.

"Because I like him." She stated. She could see a fire burning in his eyes. "You said you were okay with this."

"I am." What a lie. She could see the rage. It was written all over his features. She rolled her eyes before ducking underneath his arm and down the stairs. She could hear him following her.

"For some reason, I dont believe you. Which is why you and Scott will be spending some quality time together." She said, as Scott walked into the room.

"What?!" They both said simultaneously.

"Think about it Scott. I am going on a date. With a normal, human. guy. Not Peter, who you hate. Now if he follows us and crashes it, it will be ruined. Where as you could stop him, letting me have a chance at a relationship with someone who isnt Peter." She persuaded. Scott thought it over before nodding.

"Ok. I can agree with that." He stated, before shooting a glare at Peter. "If you try anything I will gladly attack you." He stated, and Peter rolled his eyes before plopping onto the couch, letting out a growl. Amane was about to say something when she heard a car pull up. It was the SUV from the other night. She smiled before turning to the guys.

"Ok. Im off." She said kissing Scott on the cheek, who smiled at her. "Oh, and behave." She said, before walking out the door. The driver opened the back door for her, allowing her to get in. The ride was silent, and they pulled up to the now familiar restaurant. The same one Peter took her too. She got out of the large car, and was greeted by a smiling Duke.

"Loves baby soft. It smells divine." He stated. Amane blushed, of course the blind man could tell what perfume she was wearing.

"It is my favorite." She said with a smile, as he took her arm and the two walked up to the podium.

"Right this way." The man said as soon as he saw them. Amane led Duke through the restaurant and into the back. They sat at their table.

"What can I get you to drink?" Danny asked, walking up to the table. He smiled when he saw amane.

"Cream soda." She ordered.

"Water." Duke said. Danny smiled before walking away, shooting a wink at Amane, signalling he approved. It took all she had not to laugh.


Peter sat on the couch, glaring at Scott, who sat in the chair, doing the same. Neither wanted to be here, but Peter could tell Scott wasnt going to let him leave. He sighed before leaning his head back. This was going to be a long night.


"So, would you mind telling me about the father?" Duke asked, and Amane wasnt surprised. The question had to be burning in the back of the head.

"He is.. complicated. But due to recent events, will be a part of my life. So i am trying to give him a chance but he makes it hard. I only see him like once a week. So..." She trailed off.

"So I have a chance?" She laughed at that that.

"Yes, yes you do." She stated.


"We could both go check on her. What if he is a murderer?" Peter tried to persuade Scott. Who merely rolled his eyes.

"Not everyone she likes is like you." He stated. It was peters turn to roll his eyes.


"And that ended quite horribly, and I decided that i should never, ever, try to play lacrosse again." She stated, earning a smile from the man across from her, as she remembered knocking out her brother with her lacrosse stick a few years ago.

"Remind me never to go near you when you are doing a sport. Period." He stated with a chuckle. She had told him of the times she tried soccer, basketball, tennis, baseball, golf, and lacrosse. Everytime someone got hurt. She laughed lightly before taking a bite of her food.

"Im good at dance though." She stated, and he looked intrigued.

"Oh, what kind? He asked.

"A lot. Mainly Ballet. And ballroom. And freestyle. I just like to move." She stated with a smile. Dancing was something she couldnt do anymore. She rubbed her ever growing stomach.

"Dancing is a very beautiful thing. Even for a blind man." He stated.


"You know you want to see what he looks like." Peter stated. And Scott ignored him, never looking away from his laptop. Peter growled impatiently. He didnt like this. Not at all. That man could be doing anything with Amane. His Amane. His. No one else's.


Amane smiled as they walked out of the restaurant smiling. It had been wonderful. Both shared stories. Mainly Amane though, he seemed to want to know all about her. As they stood in front of the SUV, Duke turned to her, putting a hand on her face.

"This, has been wonderful." He stated, before leaning down and kissing her gently. Her eyes fluttered closed as she kissed back. He pulled away with a sigh when his phone rang. His finger ran over his phone, pressing the talk button, while mouthing an apology to Amane. After a few quick words he hung up, with an apologetic smile.

"Unfortunaly, I have to go. My driver will take you home." He stated, as the driver opened the door. Amane looked at him, before back at Duke.

"Ok. Thank you." She said with a smile. Before stretching up and kissing him lightly before getting in the car. She never saw the rather devious smirk that crossed his face.


Amane walked through the front door with a girlish smile on her face. She stopped short at the sight of a rather pissed off Peter, and a fast asleep Scott. At least she hopped he was asleep. If Peter knocked him out she swore she would...

That thought was cut short by his lips crashing down on hers, one hand grabbing her waist, while the other rubbed her stomach. This kiss was hungry and possessive. He obviously didnt take this as well as he pretended to. His mouth never left hers as he led her to the stairs, before picking her up and walking her up the stairs, and to her room.

He placed her down on the bed, his mouth leaving hers, only to travel down her jaw and to her neck, before biting down in the same place as before, marking her as his own. He smiled as he claimed her mouth again. His tongue entered her mouth, exploring every part, drawing a moan from Amane. He smiled before pulling back, rolling to the side, and pulling her to him, unconsciously spooning.

"Mine." It was the last word Amane heard before falling asleep, whispered into the night, by the rather possessive werewolf that held her. He was determined not to let her go. She was his. Having his children. He determined then and there he would never let her go.