So, here it is. You are all probably going to hate me for this chapter, but I couldn't help myself. It has to be done. Sorry!

LunaAnneCeleste: Trust me hon, you have no idea of what's gonna happen. Just wait.

AnnabelleLee13194: The reason she didn't use her powers is explained in this chapter. And the biting and clothes shredding, well...you'll just have to wait and see!

Enjoy!

The ride in the car was filled with tense silence. Derek was gripping the steering wheel so tight I was scared it would break in half. He pulled up outside my house, putting the car in park before looking out the window. I tensed, bracing myself for any yelling that was going to happen.

"What were you thinking?" There it was. "He could have killed you! I thought I told you to stay in the Jeep."

"I'm sorry-" My voice broke.

"And why didn't you just fight him off? You were more than capable of sending his ass across the room. You proved that with me."

"I was scared, alright! Seeing you like that and then him there, I just froze." A tear trailed down my cheek and Derek leaned over, wiping it away with his thumb. "Did you mean it?" I whispered.

"What?"

"Did you mean it, in the Jeep. What you said. When you told me...you loved me?"

Derek tilted my chin up so I was looking in his eyes. "Of course I did. I love you, Kayanna. I love you more than anyone I've ever known. I don't know what I would do without you."

"I love you too Derek." I whispered before pressing my lips to his. "But." I put a hand on his chest. "I think you should stay away from me. At least until this whole thing with Peter is over."

His brows furrowed and the look on his face made me want to curl up and hide away with him forever. He leaned away from me, running a hand over his face.

"Please understand...I want nothing more than to be with you, but I just need some time to sort everything out. I've barely been her a month and all this has happened..." I could feel the anger coursing through him. "I love you, Derek. So much, but I-"

"Get out." He growled. He was white knuckling the steering wheel again.

"Derek-"

"I said get out!" He roared, his eyes electric blue.

I scrambled out of the car, barely getting the door shut before he took off. I stood there for a while, taking in what had just happened. I could still feel Derek's anger, covering over what felt like hurt and sadness as I felt my heart clench in sadness. I walked to the front door, only to see my grandmother standing under the porch light, smoking.

"You saw?" I said quietly, walking up to her.

"Saw, heard. You can't keep anything from me, dear." She held her arms out. "Come here." I wrapped my arms around her, crying into her shoulder. "I think you made the right decision. You need your space, and he needs to respect that. The only downside to a werewolf is their anger problems." She held me out at arms length, pushing my shirt aside so she could see the mark. "He'll be back, begging for your forgiveness in no time." She stubbed out her cigarette. "Now, your mothers worked very hard on dinner. Why don't we go in and help her."

Thank god for the weekend. I spent most of my Saturday working on homework. My grandma had taken Mya out shopping, and my mom was out looking for work. My dad, who said he didn't want to practice medicine anymore when we moved, stayed home with me, going over my math and chemistry for me. Allison, who somehow without my knowledge got my phone number, and wanted to know if I was going to the dance tomorrow. I declined, making up an excuse about family being in town. It wasn't exactly a lie.

When my mom and grandma got home from their outings, my sister sporting plenty of bags to spare, it was already time for dinner. I was still feverishly powering through homework while my mom and grandma were talking in the kitchen. I knew they were talking about me by the tone of their voices, but I couldn't tell exactly what they were saying. I got bits and pieces like 'she needs to develop her powers' and 'you teach her yourself'. I knew I needed to learn to control my powers, especially after last night. I had disappointed Derek, making him think I was weak, and I didn't want that. I wanted to prove to him that I could take care of myself.

Dinner was filled with my sister's constant chatter about her shopping trip and my mother's unsuccessful pursuit of a job. I knew we'd be okay if neither of my parents wanted to work, but I also knew my mother would go insane standing around all day at home.

My mother, grandmother and I were cleaning up after desert when I felt it. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong with Derek. He was angry, no, it was full on rage that he was feeling. I could feel it stirring inside me, when my body began to shake, sharp pain shooting through my muscles. I cried out, sinking down on all fours.

"Kayanna!" My mom shouted.

My grandma knelt down beside me, cupping my face in her hands, brushing the hair from my face. "What's wrong? Tell me what's wrong."

"It's not me...it's Derek. Something's wrong with Derek."

My mother and grandmother helped me off the floor, practically dragging me up the stairs.

"Mommy?" Mya questioned, but my mother quickly shooed her off, telling her to stay downstairs with our father.

I whined in pain again as they laid me down on the couch in the office. My mother rushed around the room, digging through boxes that hadn't been unpacked yet.

"Kayanna." My grandmother sat beside me, running her hand over my sweat-covered forehead. "What's wrong with him? Where is he?"

"I don't know." I whispered, tears trailing down my face.

"Focus, Kayanna! Focus on your bond. Look for him with your mind."

"I...I can't."

"She's not strong enough to do that yet." My mom said, mixing something together in a bowl.

"If she can feel his pain, she should be able to find him."

My mom knelt by my head, forcing something into my mouth. It was dry and had the consistency of sand. It was tasteless and left a strange feeling in my mouth. "Unless he doesn't want to be found."

My body suddenly felt light. I felt like I was flying, voices fluttering around me, but one in particular stood out.

"Kate." I whispered. "It's Kate."

"Who's Kate?" My mom asked.

"One of the werewolf hunters." My grandmother said, standing up. "I'm going to go pay them a visit." She said, leaving the room.

3RD POV

Fiona walked up the stairs to the Argent's home, the door flying open with a simple wave of her hand. She found the majority of them in the living room.

Chris stood when he heard the door fly open, one hand on his gun.

"Who are you?" He asked when his eyes landed on Fiona.

"Someone you should hope you never have to meet again." She saw the two men moving behind her and had them flying against the walls with a wave of her hand. "I'm here on behalf of my coven. I received word your family had been hunting, and caught Derek Hale. And as he is the mate of one of my coven members, and as the Supreme I have placed him under our protection. Any who inflict pain upon him have hereby threatened our coven and, should we find them, will be punished as we see fit." She turned to walk away, but thought of something else. "Oh, and, if you ever touch my granddaughter again...I'll kill every last one of you."