Derek pulled up to the Beacon Crossing Home and we got out. I jogged over to Derek's side and hooked my arm around his and Scott walked to the right of me. We followed Derek inside and down a hallway to a room. We walked in and saw a man in a wheelchair by the window with his back to us.

"Who is he?" Scott asked.

"My uncle." Derek answered. "Peter Hale."

"Is he, like you, a werewolf?" I asked softly.

"He was." Derek said. "Now he's barely even human. Six years ago, my sister and I were at school and our house caught fire. Eleven people were trapped inside. He was the only survivor.

"So, what makes you so sure that they set the fire?" Scott asked.

"Cause they're the only ones who knew about us." Derek said.

"Well, then, they had a reason." Scott said.

"Like what? You tell me what justifies this." Derek leaned forward, my arm slipping from his, and he turned the wheel chair around to reveals Peter's right side of his face that was seared and burnt where flames must have licked at it. "They say they'll only kill an adult and only with absolute proof but there were people in my family that were perfectly ordinary in that fire. This is what they do. And it's what Allison will do."

"What are you doing?" A high pitch, clear woman's voice sounded in the doorway. I looked and saw a red headed woman in uniform standing there. "How did you get in here?"

"We were just leaving." Derek said and he hooked his right arm around my waist and walked me out of the room.

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We dropped Scott off at his place and now we were in front of mine. I unbuckled my seatbelt and opened the door and was about to get out, when I stopped and turned back to Derek.

"Can you stay night?" I asked. "Please?"

"You want me to stay the night with you?"

"Yeah, I don't know. I just feel, I don't know, I just feel the need to snuggle with someone." He looked at me but didn't say anything. "You know what forget it. Stupid ass question." I began to leave the car but soft skin grabbed my hand and pulled me back.

"Leave your window open. I don't think your father would like me to come strolling in through the front door." I smiled and got out and closed the door behind me. After looking both ways, I jogged across the street and up the path to my house. I searched my pockets frantically for my house key but couldn't find it. I must have left in my bike which was at work which I would have to get tomorrow. I knocked on the door and waited for Jake to come unlock the door.

"Where's your house key?" Jake asked me.

"In my motorcycle."

"Where's your motorcycle?"

"At work."

"Why?"

"Decided to hang out with some friends and they dropped me off."

"You are grounded you know?"

"Dad, please, grounding? Really? It never sticks." It was quiet for a moment.

"Touche."

"Can I come in now?" Jake stepped back and I raced up the steps two out a time to my bedroom.

"Night, Calla!"

"Night, Dad!"

"Love you!"

"You too!" I closed the door and raced over to the window and opened it. I looked out to see the black camaro still there but no Derek. I sighed as I turned, leaving the window opened and walked over to my closet to change. I grabbed a pair of sweats and a tank top and went to the bathroom and closed the door. After I changed, I threw my dirty laundry down the laundry chute and walked back into my room to see Derek laying on my bed. I smiled big.

"Nice room, you got here." Derek said, looking around. I looked around too as if it was my first time being in here. The walls were a sapphire blue and pictures of wolves and different breeds of dogs everywhere. In the far corner, was a computer on a desk and several pictures of me and my mother when I was four. She died of cancer when I was about twelve. I plopped myself onto the bed on my stomach beside Derek and looked it his eyes.

"You don't seem like the talkative kind of person." I said.

"Maybe I'm not. Or maybe no one just hasn't found a topic to talk about."

"Or maybe no one's picking a topic because they're always wishing that they could do this." I leaned forward and softly pressed my lips to his. I slid my tongue into his mouth and just when my tongue barely touched his, I pulled back and he growled in disappointment.

"Well, they can keep wishing because I only have eyes for one person."

"And who's that?"

"Well, just say, if I was with this one person then I would do this." He leaned over to me and kissed me. I opened my mouth for him and intertwined my tongue with his. He started to pull back but I had enough and I slipped my hands to the back of his neck and pulled him back. I needed him. I rolled onto my back and he climbed on top of me and pressed his hands into the pillow on either side, caging me in. I moved my hands to his shoulders and slipped them inside his jacket and brushed it off of him. His hands moved down my sides and played with the hem of my shirt. I ran my hands down his torso and growled in frustration for the shirt was stopping me from touching his actual bare muscles. I pulled off his shirt and we broke off the kiss to take a breath. I reached down to his pants and unbuckled his belt and began to unbutton his pants when he grabbed my heads and held them above my head.

"What's wrong?"

"You said you never kissed anyone before so obviously that means you never had sex before either. I just don't want to make you do anything that you don't want to do."

"I'm not anything I don't want to do. Are you?"

"Oh, Lily, I've been dreaming of this moment since I laid eyes on you."

"Then why are you stopping me?" I raised my knee and 'accidently' brushed it against his erection. He groaned and closed his eyes and bit back a moan. I slipped my hands from his and returned to his pants. I pulled down his pants and he kicked them off along with his socks and shoes. He tore off my shirt and bra and moved to tear off my pants and underwear. I laid naked beneath him and I stared up at his green eyes. He leaned down a kissed my neck, his tongue flicking out ever so slightly. His right fingers tickled down my side and slid between my legs. I let out a gasp as his finger play with my throbbing clit. I gripped his back as he continued to suck on my neck. I felt paralyzed under him, too much pleasure running through my veins. I managed to grab Derek's cock in my left hand and gave it a gentle tug. He groaned into my neck and bucked into my hand. He shoved two fingers into me and my eyes grew wide and I gripped his back with both hands. "Oh, god, Derek."

"Shhh, you don't want your dad to come in do you?"

"You can't give me pleasure and expect not to a noise." He ignored me.

"God, you are so wet." He licked my cheek and I let out a moan. "You ready, Lily?"

"Are you?" He pecked a kiss on my lips and positioned himself in front of my entrance and entered my with one great swift. Derek covered my lips with his mouth to stop me from moaning. He was so big in me. He stayed still for a moment making sure I was comfortable before he started to move in and out of me. Waves of pleasure seized me as he began to go faster. I broke off the kiss to take a breath and he laid his forehead on mine and our breaths got ragged. I felt myself climax and tighten around Derek. I dug my fingers into Derek's hair and buried my face into his neck as I screamed through a closed mouth. I felt Derek spill himself in me and he let out a moan in my ear and rolled off of me. My nails grow longer and my fangs poked out of my mouth. I anchored myself to the picture and relaxed, letting out one last moan of satisfaction. I looked over at Derek who reached over to pick up a hand held mirror on my nightstand. He handed it to me.

"Look at your eyes." I took the mirror from him and looked at my eyes. They were an electric blue, just like Derek when he wolfed out.

"They're blue." I said. I dropped the mirror as Derek pulled me into his arms and I melted. "Why are they blue?"

"Because you're my mate now. And wolves mate forever." I pressed my cheek into his chest and took in his scent.

"Why aren't you mad at me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I attacked you with Scott the other night. I was part you getting thrown into jail. But yet, you're not mad."

"It's impossible to stay mad at you, Lily and I am totally, madly in love with you." I smiled into his chest as I drifted off to sleep.