Woo baby. This one escalated quickly.
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"Derek, we have to tell them."
"No. They won't help us if they find out."
"Finding out now is a hell of a lot better than them finding out that we kept it from them later. If we don't tell them, he will. We don't have much of a choice. Do you want to find Rylen, or not?"
I stood, facing the windows in Derek's loft, looking over the city. It was a rainy day, small droplets of water sliding down the glass panes. The entire pack was there, sitting around while Derek explained the situation.
"But why would Deucalion take your daughter?" I heard Scott ask.
Derek was silent while I turned around, finally facing the group of teenagers. I started moving over to where Derek was standing.
"Because Deucalion is my father."
The room was tense and silent as suddenly all eyes were on me. No one moved for a while, all of them staring at me. Derek protectively wrapped an arm around my waist, ready to protect me if someone happened to attack. I knew Derek cared about the pack, but both our instincts were in overdrive, ready to attack at the first sign of a threat.
"Why didn't you tell us right away?" Scott finally asked, breaking the tense silence.
"I wanted to show you she was trustworthy before we told you, knowing how you tend to react to things."
"So your wife is the daughter of the self proclaimed 'Demon Wolf?'" Stiles asked, squinting his eyes at me. He turned back to Scott. "I definitely see a problem with that."
"I'm not my father." I said, taking a defensive stance.
"Given the experiences we've had with your father, I don't see reason to trust you." Stiles said.
I stepped closer to them. "Talia Hale trusted me enough to make me part of her pack. I don't know how much you know about Derek's mother, but that's pretty good cause to trust someone. I watched my father kill his entire pack, my mother and I barely escaped. We roamed the country, looking for a pack for almost two years before she was killed and I was on my own. Talia was the one who found me and took me in. She trusted me after witnessing what my father had done. I don't see why you can't."
It was silent for a moment as I looked at each member of the pack, none of them able to look me in the eye.
"We'll help you, but that doesn't mean we trust you."
"Fair enough." I nodded, turning back to Derek. "You said the Alpha Pack was hiding in a bank when they first came to Beacon Hills. We need somewhere to start."
Derek nodded. "Let's go."
"Whoa, wait. We're just gonna walk right in?" Scott asked, standing up.
Derek and I looked at one another. "Yeah." We said at the same time.
"What...That's..." Scott ran after Derek and I as we descended the stairs to the garage.
Derek and I were tense as we drove to the bank. Both of us hoped this would be it and we would have our daughter back, safe with us again, but we also knew, if he really was at the bank, then it would be too easy. Something did seem off.
We gathered in the parking lot a block away, trying to figure out what our plan would be. He wanted to hurt Derek and I, so we agreed that Derek and I would go in the front, while the others waiting in case something happened. They'd be the surprise attack.
Derek easily broke the lock on the front door, letting me slide in first before he followed. I scanned the area, not seeing anything, but the scent smelled fresh.
"He's been here." I said quietly, moving cautiously into the bank. "The scent's still fresh."
Derek and I checked every nook and cranny, making sure there wasn't anyone about to jump out at us.
"Well, that didn't take long." Derek and I both spun around, facing the door.
"Where is she?" Derek asked, staring hard at Deucalion.
"Not here anymore. I've already moved her. Don't worry, she's being well cared for." His eyes shifted behind us. "I see you brought reinforcements. Don't worry, I've got my own with me."
Gunshots rang out somewhere deep inside the bank, followed by growls from Scott and Liam.
"Hunters." I said. Then it dawned on me. "You sent the hunters after me."
"No, dear. I sent the hunters after your mother. After she was dead, they refused to go after you. Not wanting to risk facing the legendary Hale Pack. So I waited for eight years. You should have stayed in New York. You might have actually lived a long life if you had."
Suddenly bullets were shooting past Derek and I. We both jumped out of the way, hiding behind pillars as bullets flew past us. We could hear the others growing closer, and I risked running at Deucalion. If I had a shot at killing him, I would. I didn't care that he was my father. I didn't care that he was an alpha. He threatened my pack, and so he would pay for it.
I was almost on him when I was stopped dead by a bullet piercing my side. He turned to me smirking as another hit my leg, dropping me to my hands and knees. The world was moving in slow motion as I tried to move, still not giving up. I could feel the wolfsbane working through my system, weakening me as black blood dripped from my nose and my mouth.
"Aurora!" I heard Derek yell, but I could only see one thing.
A third bullet hit my arm as I raised my arm to swipe at Deucalion. I collapsed almost instantly, my body starting to shut down as the wolfsbane poisoned my system. My vision was going blurry as I watched Deucalion step closer to me, squatting down so I could see his face.
"You should have taken my advice."
And then everything was dark.