Well here you go kiddies!
Hope you like it!
Thank you to my Beta, Guitargirl214 as always for being an awesome Beta!
Chapter Seven: Derek POV
I was in the same position that I fell into the night before, drowning in my self-loathing and misery.
Stiles' facial expression when I ended our relationship was on re-run in my mind. Each time I saw Stiles fall to the floor in front of me a whimper left my throat. His tears caused mine to flow as well. I blocked out the bond between us, not wanting to feel the immense pain I knew I caused and not wanting him to feel my pain and guilt. If he felt those, I knew he would conjure up an idea as to why I broke up with him and come here begging me to get back together with him. I couldn't let that happen; not when his life was in danger. Maybe, one day when I defeated the alpha he'll take me back.
A growl escaped my throat, my eyes no doubt flashing blue. Hate, pure hatred filled my thoughts towards the monster. He made me leave my mate, he threatened my mate, and he took away my sister! And now I had to become part of his pack! That wouldn't last forever. I would eventually kill him and feel pure pleasure at seeing his blood taint my claws, at seeing the fear in his eyes as I destroy him.
Pushing the violent thoughts out of head, I got up and reluctantly made my way downstairs; I had to meet the alpha today. It was the third day. I gathered and pushed away all my feelings deep within myself like I have been doing since losing my family.
Halfway down the burnt stairs, I smelt his familiar scent. The same scent that was mixed with the Alpha's the day the note was left on my door, the same scent of the person I thought I could trust.
The scent of Scott-Fucking-McCall.
Fully shifting, I ran down the remaining stairs and straight outside where he stood waiting. Growling, I ran into him, the wolf letting out an ecstatic bark when it heard the air whoosh out of his lungs. I pinned his arms above him by his wrists, making sure to squeeze hard enough to cause pain, while letting my claws completely sink in. I grabbed him by the throat with my other hand, moving the one that had a bruising grip on his arms, to grab a hold of his hair, yanking his head to the side and exposing his neck to me. I sank my fangs into his neck, savoring the way his blood - the blood of a traitor - rushed into my mouth. I snarled when he tried to move away and soon I pulled my fangs out as my wolf howled in joy when he screamed in pain.
Grabbing a hold of his neck again, I lifted him in the air and slammed him to the nearest tree. I let him fall to the ground and kicked him the stomach indulging in Scott's pain as he shifted and let out a submissive whimper. That wasn't enough this time, he had crossed the line. Grabbing him by neck again, I punched him across the jaw. I dropped him again, trying to reign in my rage. I couldn't kill him…yet. I wanted a explanation first.
"Why?" I yelled at him. "Why would do that to us?" I couldn't stop myself, I spun around, and punched Scott, who was attempting to stand, knocking him to ground again and watching as he spit out blood.
"Why, Scott? He's your best friend!" I couldn't stand anymore; my wolf was in pain at the mention of his lost mate. I could hear that Scott was still on the floor, trying to catch his breathe.
"I'm sorry..." he managed to choke out. That only served to further anger me. I stood up again and turned to look at him.
"You're sorry? That's the best you can do? You destroyed what we had! You broke both of us!" I snarled at him. Hate was burning all through my veins, my wolf growling and snarling, yelling at me to kill the pup that put our mate in danger; I was pretty fucking close to listening to it.
He managed to stand, using the tree behind him to keep his balance.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I know it's not worth much considering what I did but I am. I thought I was doing the right thing. I thought I was doing the right thing for Stiles… but now I know I was wrong."
"What the hell are you talking about, you idiot?" I glared at him, trying my damndest to convey the hate I had for him through my eyes, my upper lip pulled back, exposing my teeth to him; enjoying when he bared his neck a little more on instinct.
"I-I-I thought you were forcing Stiles into a relationship he didn't want. I thought you made Stiles be with you…"
I interrupted him with a growl. I couldn't believe this kids fucking denseness, his idiocy!
"Let me freaking finish!" he snarled and I growled in warning. He took a deep breath and continued.
"It sounds stupid now that I know the truth, but the day I overheard you guys, I didn't hear everything, I only heard bits and pieces of it. That's why I attacked you, why I was so angry. I submitted because I knew I couldn't win a fight against you and even though you said you were mates, I didn't believe you. The day at the clinic I just-ugh- I don't know if I didn't want to see or if I didn't want to believe- I don't know. But I just couldn't see Stiles together with you. I ignored Stiles because I didn't know how much control you had over him. I ignored you because I needed time to come up with a plan to get Stiles away from you; and when both of you stopped trying to contact me I figured you were isolating him."
I scoffed in disbelief. He just glared at me but kept on talking.
"That night you claimed him, you howled and I heard you. I don't know how I knew but I knew you had claimed Stiles. I was desperate and sought out the alpha. I told him that Stiles was your mate and I needed him to make you leave him. He said he would if I joined his pack and for Stiles I did." He finished his explanation and slumped to the floor.
Angry was the understatement of the century. I wasn't angry, no I was seething. Scott was a moron to say the least. I did the only thing I could think of doing. I punched him….again.
I opened my mouth to yell at him about how much of an imbecile he was but he beat me to it.
"Wait, Derek," Scott paused, his face twisted as if he couldn't understand something. Then he paled and I heard his heart beat increase dramatically. "Derek he has him….The alpha has him…" My heart stopped, I unblocked our bond and I felt that Stiles was indeed in danger and he was scared. No, not just scared. He was terrified.
"Fuck!" I swore and took off running at an inhuman speed, not caring if Scott followed or not. He put my mate in danger, made me hurt him; in my eyes he was dead.
Using the bond, I was able to locate him, pushing my legs to go faster, ignoring the burning sensation that flowed through them.
I knew I was getting close when I started to get faint traces of his scent mixed with the alpha's. This only made me push myself even more. I sniffed the air, trying to determine if I was still heading in the right direction.
I stopped. That couldn't be right. I sniffed again.
And again.
And again.
There was no mistaking it. That was my uncle's scent. The murders, my sister, the threat to my mate; it was all him. Peter was the Alpha.
The howl that ripped out of my throat shook the trees around me, birds scattered, and the forest became deadly silent.
I took off running again with more determination than before. My lungs burned from lack of oxygen but I kept going. I couldn't stop now. I was so close, I could feel it! I could see a clearing ahead of me, I ran faster towards it.
I stopped, my heart froze. There, in front of me, was my mate.
Unconscious, bleeding, with my uncle's clawed hand around his throat.
My uncle smiled at me.
Extremely sorry for the lateness, school has been a bitch and its only been a week! I swear i have like 3hrs worth of hw a night. So i'll try to update as soon as possible. The next story to get updated will be Hardships of an Eternal Love followed by The Alpha and His Pack. Broken will be updated after those two.
If you have any questions on the stories don't be afraid to message me or include it in your review and I will respond.
Which reminds me Thank you so much to everyone who has reviews/added me to thier favortie story or story alert! it means a lot :D