'We won't do it,' I tell Deucalion, but the Alpha one smiles at me. He lifts his hand to feel my face. I let him.

'So beautiful,' he murmurs, but I jerk my face away when I hear a loud growl of agony.

I try to move, but Deucalion's grip on my arm is too tight.

'Slowly, sweetheart,' he murmurs, 'we're not in a rush.'

I grit my teeth, slowly making my way into Derek's loft.

I almost gasp as I find him on his arms and knees, Kali having pierced a copper pipe through him.

'Everybody done?' Deucalion asks, sounding bored.

He doesn't need me to guide him anywhere – he has his stick. But it's clear I haven't been so good at hiding my spare time activities as I thought, because his grip is bruising my arm, his nails digging into my skin.

'Just listening to that was exhausting,' Deucalion complains, walking over to Derek, dragging my along.

Hearing for Derek gasps in agony, spitting blood disgusts me. I feel so horrible, standing here and watching.

'So,' Deucalion starts, breaking up his stick and sitting down. I keep standing, staring at Kali with cold eyes.

Deucalion sits down and looks to Derek, 'let's chat.'

Deucalion takes a 'look' around while folding his hands together in front of himself.

'Sorry about this, Derek,' he sighs, 'I asked Kali to be gentle, but…'

'This is me being gentle,' Kali answers and I glare at her.

'Then I should teach you a thing or two about what gentle means,' I hiss at her, and she arches a challenging brow.

She twists the iron pipe, and I take a step forward, gasping.

Kali smirk at me, and I press my lips together and take a step back again.

'Let her go,' Derek forces out, and I almost close my eyes. I've never heard anyone speak while being such agony.

Deucalion motions for Ennis to let Cora go, which he does. Cora rolls away and scrambles to her feet, running towards Derek. He turns to look at her and shakes his head, and she reluctantly stops.

'See?' Deucalion smiles, 'we're not unreasonable.'

'What do you want?' Derek asks, his voice hoarse as more blood drips from his lips. 'You wanna kill me?'

'You really think I'm that boring?' Deucalion asks, almost sounding offended. 'Don't throw me in with sociopaths like your uncle,' he sneers. 'I'm a man with far more vision than simple murder. In fact,' he adds, taking off his sunglasses, 'I'm here to show you just how much vision a blind man can have.'

He looks down at Derek, his eyes glowing horribly red.

Kali plays around with the pipe, and blood is almost pouring out of Derek's mouth by now. He starts coughing up even more blood.

'You're killing him!' Cora shouts desperately, but Kali just flicks her finger at her.

'Not yet, little sister,' she smirks, 'but I could.'

'I doubt it,' I breathe, and from the way her hand twists the pipe again I know she heard me.

'Who knows if it's five minutes or five hours before it's too late to take this thing out,' he continues, bending over Derek to twist the pipe even more horribly. I honestly have to look away for a second.

'To be on the safe side, Deuc, you might want to get to your point.'

'Now you see the one problem of being in an alpha pack,' Deucalion sighs, rubbing his hands together. Everybody wants to make the decisions. Me? I'm more about discovering new talents, like lovely little Sophia here,' he says, giving my arm a tug, forcing me closer to him. 'And like you,' Deucalion adds.

'Not interested,' Derek gasps, and I press my lips together tightly.

'You haven't even heard my pitch,' Deucalion says, faking a hurt tone.

'You want me to,' Derek begins, having difficulty breathing, 'kill my own pack?'

'No,' Deucalion sighs, 'I want you to kill one of them. Do that, and I won't have to ask you to kill the others. You'll do it on your own. I did, Ennis did, Kali did.'

I cross my arms, sighing.

'Tell them what it's like, Kali. To kill one of your own.'

'Mmm,' Kali smiles, 'liberating.'

'Listen to her Derek,' Deucalion encourages, 'you really want to stay beholding to a couple of maladjusted teenagers bound to become a liability? And believe me, they will become a liability. In fact, I'm feeling one of them is getting himself in trouble right now…'

Deucalion stands up, and I take a step back.

'See, the reason I'm always invested in new talents, is simple. We all know a pack is strongest due it its individual parts. The stronger the individual parts, the greater the whole. He lets go of the parts of the stick, making it form one long on instead.

'When I lost my sight, one of my betas assumed I wasn't fit for my role anymore. He tried to take it from me.'

He starts breaking up his stick again.

'Killing him thought me something about alphas I didn't know they could do. His power was added to mine. I became stronger, faster. More powerful than I'd ever been. I tested this new ability to subsume the power of your own by killing another one. In fact I, uh, I killed them all,' he grins.

'I took the individual parts and became a greater individual whole.'

He lets go of the parts, and the stick snaps back into place.

Derek is fighting so hard to breathe, I'm certain he's actually dying.

Deucalion bends down in front of Derek, placing his hand on the top of his head. He grabs Derek's hair, pulling his face up to feel it.

'Hm,' he smiles, 'you're right, Kali. He looks like his mother.' Deucalion looks towards Cora who's standing a few feet away, her arms wrapped around her elbows.

'You'll get to know me, Derek,' Deucalion says as he stands up once more. 'Like she did.'

'I know you,' Derek forces out, 'I know what you are. You're a fanatic.'

Deucalion lays his stick on the table, turning around to face all of us.

'No,' he answers, 'me… You've never seen anything like me. I am the alpha of alphas. I am the apack of apacks predators. I am Death, Destroyer of Worlds! I AM THE DEMON WOLF!' Deucalion voice roars through the loft, and I see Cora hiding.

Me? I can't. I have to stand exactly where I am, pretending this man doesn't scare the beejeezes out of me.

His glasses actually cracked…

'Hate it when that happens,' he murmurs.

Kali pulls out the pipe, out of Derek, and he falls down on his side. She looks down at him a smiles, and I promise myself that once I get her alone, I will give her a beating.

She drops the pipe, and I offer my arm to Deucalion. He takes it.

I turn my head to see Cora run to Derek's side, and just before he passes out I can see how his eyes are fixated on me.

I turn my head forward, walking out silently.

'Kali, Ennis,' Deucalion starts, 'I no longer have any use for you.'

They both disappear, and then I'm alone with him again.

'What do you need me for?' I ask, frowning slightly.

'Come,' he just answers, and I follow him even though I'm the one who's supposed to lead him.

Soon I recognise the school, and without a word Deucalion brings me inside.

I'm lost here, honestly. What–

Then I see two boys being flung several feet across the corridor, and I recognise the mash-up that is Ethan and Aiden. Then I recognise Scott and Isaac.

The Mash-up (that's my nickname for them when they're … mashed up) stops growling immediately, and I walk up to them, Deucalion by my side.

They break up, and within seconds they're just two boys.

Deucalion takes off the tip of his stick, and then he slashes them with it, giving them both a small cut on the cheek.

I can feel Scott and Isaac's eyes in my back, but hopefully they're too busy being scared of Deucalion to notice me.

Yeah, I know; wish-thinking.

I release Deucalion as he walks forward, and the twins make way for him.

Then I walk past them, before they follow.

'Who the hell is that?' I hear Isaac ask.

'Deucalion,' Scott answers.

'And what is she doing with him?'

'She's part of his pack,' Scott breathes, and then I round the corner.

God, I have some explaining to do.

A/N: Well that's going to strain their relationship a bit, don't you think? I definitely don't think Cora's a big fan of Sophia... Might've lost a lot of trust, as well. Mmm, I personally ove the way this is taking. But I must give you a warning; I'm a sucker for non-happy endings. Just a heads up ;) xxx