A/N: PLEASE READ. PLEASE READ. Hi all! Here's a long chapter to thank you all for dealing with the long wait I put you through. I've recently have been having a rough time and kept some time to myself. I had no inspiration to write but I sat myself down and finally did it. Please review to give me some hopeful inspiration for next chapter? I'm in dire need of it. Thank you :] (P.S- Holy crap, chapter 50!?) Oh- and for all that may be annoyed with how this chapter went. Do not worry, it'll all be worked and soon. I have it all planned ;]
Chapter Fifty
Currents
Chapter Song: This Is Twice Now by Lydia / Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus
I was in Derek's loft, specifically taking residence in his bed. I'd been here since last night and decided to stay since it was getting late. Last time I checked, which was like twenty minutes ago, Derek was beside me, dozed off while reading a book. I heard him getting dressed this morning before Cora left. He liked getting up early.
And me on the other hand, hated it.
A loud, piercing alarm was going off, taking me out of the deep, comfortable sleep I was in. My eyes inched open to see Derek toss his book on the nigh table and run over to the source of the noise, pounding his hand against it to shut it off. I quietly groaned awake and tried to sit up and follow Derek's gaze. There was a symbol—much like Derek's tattoo—painted in black on the loft floor-to-ceiling window. It was the mark of the Alpha, the one I had painted off the Hale house door.
"What's it mean this time?" I asked, clutching the blanket.
"It means they're coming. Tonight."
"Tonight? How do you know? Last time it took them three months to stop playing hide and seek." I informed, reaching for my phone at the foot of the bed.
"I just know. You need to get out of here." Derek urged.
"Chill, it's like seven AM. I've got school anyways." I yawned, turning my phone on. "Crap." I muttered, staring at all the missed calls and texts from Scott and…oh God…Isaac.
"What?"
"Scott…there were two more sacrifices last night. And Danny was a potential sacrifice. But apparently Ethan saved him so that's not important." Don't get me wrong, I loved my Danny but the fact that he was all goody-good with Ethan was pissing me off. Hey, he was alive! That's all that mattered. I stood up and stretched, my cramping bones.
"There's no way."
"Healer sacrifices. Perfect." I groaned, tossing my phone on the bed. I instantly regretted turning it on.
"You need to get out." Derek warned as I stripped of last night's clothes.
"Believe me, if I was getting out these wouldn't be going back on." I threw on a shirt and finally looked over to Derek staring at me. "What?" I asked. I stepped into my jeans.
"Where were you that night?" Derek and I had never exactly brought up how he got back to his apartment or where I had been. Though, he had asked me why I had smelled of gasoline and the remnants of a fire, I had told him that we'd talk about it later. I was rejoicing in the fact he was alive. "I came to your house that day. You weren't there. Where were you?"
"You came to my house?" My eye bulged. "I—I was out with Peter and Cora. We were looking for you, trying to have hope that you were still alive. But then we found out Ennis was the one to make it and not you and I…left." Was this the right time to bring up the Isaac situation? I had left out that small detail in the past few days, and it was haunting me.
"Left for where?"
"The middle of the desert. I met Scott and Stiles at a hotel with the cross country team."
"How does that involve gasoline and fire ash?" He was suspicious. I sighed.
"Things happened there that I didn't want to bother you with." Derek tensed. "You, you were dead. Or so we thought. You have enough on your plate."
"What happened?"
"The Darach got in our heads."
"Who is our?"
"Boyd, Isaac," I couldn't say his name without my heart palpitating in the bad way, "Scott, Ethan…and me."
"What happened?" He repeated. And I started thinking about what Stiles had informed me.
"Boyd tried drowning himself. Isaac just freaked out. Scott, Scott tried to kill himself. He poured gasoline everywhere and lit a flare and was going to kill himself and Stiles saved the day until the flare rolled into gasoline and there was a big explosion. Hope that explained the fire part. And Ethan, apparently he tried killing himself too. With a handsaw. He doesn't remember anything. And before you ask how it happened, the Darach put wolfsbane in Coach Finstocks whistle. Every time he blew it on the bus, the four of them were inhaling it."
"And what about you?"
"I don't know why I was affected." My eyes hit the floor.
"How were you affected?"
"Coach found me in the front office and blew the whistle in my face."
"And what happened?" I looked down to the floor. "What happened, Katherine?"
"I hallucinated and tried killing myself. Stiles stopped me." Derek stared at me with an unreadable expression on his face. He looked scared, but at the same time he looked worried and upset. God, the guilt was eating me up alive. I had to tell him before he found out from the wrong person. "Something else did happen though…before I tried killing myself I did something I really regret. Please keep in mind that I wasn't myself, and I didn't exactly have control over my actions. I'd never do tha—"
"What'd you do?" Derek's face turned solid.
"I kissed Isaac." I shamefully admitted. "There was a voice and you were there to at one point and the other Katherine was too but the voice… it kept telling me that you were gone and you weren't coming back and that Isaac, Isaac was here right then and there….and I kissed him." I wanted to throw up. But for some reason, Derek didn't look terribly upset. He looked almost…guilty. "Why don't you look upset, or angry? Why aren't you screaming at me?"
"Something happened while you were gone too." Now Derek had his head hanging low. My heart dropped to my stomach.
"What do you mean?" I sounded hurt.
"After going to your house, I went to the school. I followed your scent near there. You weren't there but I was delirious. I saw a girl…brown hair, high heels...walking in the parking lot getting into a car. I followed her. It was your teacher."
"Ms. Blake?" I was horrified. Derek nodded. I had a feeling I knew where this was going. I was expecting for the worst. That's why he wasn't angry about what I did with Isaac.
He probably kissed her too.
"She took me back here. She tried talking with me, finding things to heal me."
"Why do I have a feeling this is going in the wrong direction?" My voice squeaked.
"I wanted to find you and everyone else. I told her I had to. She persuaded me not to."
"That bitch." I muttered under my breath.
"She started talking more. I was out of it, basically dead. I confused her for you. And…"
"And?"
"We slept together." Bam. It was like I was hit in the face with a ten-pound brick. I could feel all of the blood rush out of my face and my heart drop to my feet. My lips were parted, not to mention a little shaky. Slept together? That was much more than a kiss. She slept with Derek. She knew Derek was my boyfriend. She did it purposely. And of course I chose (well, didn't exactly choose) that night to mess up and get controlled by the Darach and hook up with Isaac.
"You had sex with her?"
"I didn't mean to."
"But you still did." I whispered. I had to understand that Derek wasn't himself. He wasn't in the right state of mind, neither was I when I kissed Isaac.
"Just as you kissed Isaac." Derek paused. "I get your mad."
"I'm not mad." I quickly defended, refusing to meet Derek's hard gaze. "I'm not. I-I get it. I wasn't the same when I, um, kissed Isaac either. But I was affected by wolfsbane and the Darach…and you were ninety five percent dead." I pursed my lips and looked anywhere I could but Derek. My mind kept running. "She slept with you while you should have been pulse-less, six feet under in a grave? Smart move for a teacher." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm sorry."
"I am too." I whispered. "Not about you…just sorry how she picked today to mess with the wrong person." I walked past Derek and towards the front door. I couldn't even focus on one emotion—anger and sadness were boiling my blood.
"Where are you going?"
"Nine people have died in the past few weeks. A tenth wouldn't do any harm."
"Katherine, stop." Derek pulled me back. His hand connected with my wrist. It sent shivers down my spine.
"Don't defend her! You know nothing about her. We know nothing about her! She's a total stranger that happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She knew you were seeing me. She did it purposely."
"You can't kill her." That's it. I lost it. I started to word vomit.
"And how am I supposed to walk into my class knowing my own damn teacher slept with the one person I love? Like high school isn't bad enough worrying about who's the next sacrifice, having five killer Alphas lurking around every freakin' corner, and making sure my friends and I can make it through a day alive? I guess my life couldn't handle five seconds of normalcy. Why would that happen? That would mean I lived in a world without werewolves and God knows I haven't done that in a year!" The whole time I was talking—yelling—Derek had been staring at me with confusion, interest, and sadness in his eyes. He yanked me towards him and wrapped me in a hug. I hit his chest with my fists, but it didn't seem to do anything to him. Damn werewolf strength. How dare he sleep with my teacher! But how dare I hook up with his beta… We both weren't ourselves. So how do we figure this one out? Derek's muscular arms were wrapped around me so tightly I couldn't even breathe. But I didn't want that to change. I felt like I was losing him all over again.
I was losing him all over again.
"I need to go." I pushed away from Derek, wiping tears from my eyes with the back of my hand.
"Wait." Derek pleaded.
"What, Derek? There's nothing more you could say unless you want to remind me how I fucked everything up. Again."
"I did too." He reminded.
"I don't even get it. I don't! The Darach must have gotten into your head too, that's exactly it. I know you. You wouldn't have done this. Who says it couldn't have gotten in yours? It's like I can't even be mad at you that you slept with this bitch because I hooked up with your own beta! And completely against my will!" I rambled on and cried. I was laughing a sad, pathetic, and hopeless laugh. It hurt my heart. "Why me? What did I do to this Darach. Apparently it doesn't want me to be with you. Instead of going off on a killing spree it decided to play matchmaker and take its own damn time to make me realize you weren't here anymore and make me try to kill myself! What did I do to it? I haven't even been interfering with it's plans like Scott and Stiles have! I'm just sitting here trying to get through another day without dying!" I didn't mean to be yelling. "It just doesn't want me to be with you." That came out in a whisper. My eyes fell down to the floor as they stung with salty tears.
"Then we wont." Derek nodded, pursing his lips.
"What?" I squeaked. "No, Derek. No. Not again."
"There's no other choice."
"The Darach and not to mention the Alphas…remember them?...both know I'm connected to you. Really doesn't matter, doesn't it?"
"Well do you have a better plan? The Darach already tried killing you and half my pack!" Derek raised his voice.
"Yeah. Yeah, I do." I admitted. I sniffled, knowing I wouldn't like what I was about to tell him.
I walked down from Derek's loft less than ten minutes later with tears being held back in my eyes. My brain was pounding with an oncoming migraine and my eyes burned. I clenched my jaw down, preventing myself from screaming. Damn Beacon Hills. This place was officially land of the living hell. Fuck it. Fuck the Darach. Fuck the Alphas. Fuck Ms. Blake…but Derek already did. God Damn it. I ran a hand over my face as I finally reached my car down in the parking lot. Before I could control my emotions, I found my trembling fist come in contact with the cold, hard metal of my car—right underneath the taillight. The bones in my hand cried out, but I couldn't feel a thing I was so pissed off. I took a deep, shuttering breath and ran a hand through my hair, and then I finally got into the drivers seat. The overwhelming feeling of hatred towards Jennifer Blake was running me. I'd kill her for what she did. I'd kill the Darach for what it did to me. I'd kill the whole town. The Alpha's started this whole thing. I'd kill them while I was at it. The plan I had offered Derek was that he'd stay with Jennifer. After he yelled at me saying he didn't have feelings for her (which I someone doubted deep inside) I explained that he'd stay with her to confuse the Darach and the Alpha's. Yeah, we were back to taking a break because of them again. The Alphas were Derek's biggest priority right now, and I couldn't be around him while they wanted to either recruit or kill him. None of this made sense to me. Nothing in Beacon Hills did anymore. Derek thought that maybe if I was out of the picture from him and Jennifer was "in", the Darach wouldn't bother with me anymore. Personally, I thought this was all just BS. You couldn't escape anything supernatural here, no matter how hard you tried. Looking at the digital clock in the car, I realized I was already late for school. Great, like I hadn't skipped enough lately.
Just what I needed, to be late and showing up to Harris' class. I should have skipped, there had to be a sub there since Harris was still missing AKA dead. I opened the door, ready to make a beeline for my seat, when—oh God. There she was. My eyes landed on the she-devil herself standing in front of the class teaching. She was the sub. Everyone stopped and looked at me as I held onto my backpack slung over my shoulder and walked in. Hatred bubbled inside of me.
"Nice of you to join us, Katherine." Ms. Blake commented with a smile playing on her Derek-infected lips. My eyes turned into slits and I glared at her as I sat down. She knew I knew. She was happy—ecstatic.
"Okay! So as I was saying. Apparently the chemical b—" And that's when I began to tune Ms. Blake out. I sat down at the lab table with Scott and Stiles, who looked particularly flustered.
"Who died?" I asked, the looked like they just saw a ghost.
"Deaton." Stiles answer.
"What?" I yelled in a whisper as Ms. Blake continued to talk.
"He was taken." Scott's eyes bulged.
"What? By who?" I thought about it for a second. "Oh my God, he's a healer. He's the last sacrifice?"
"Apparently so." Stiles pursed his lips.
"Okay we need to find him. Like now. We need to leave."
"There's no clue of knowing where he is."
"Well we need to figure it out! You know he's saved our lives, especially mine, on several different occasions. We owe it to him to save his."
"We already know that, Kat. It'll be okay. I'll find him." Scott promised. I nodded and looked back up to the front of the class where Ms. Blake horribly failed at teaching. I glared at her, having that horrible hatred feeling for her come back. I couldn't even imagine her kissing Derek. I didn't want to imagine that! I was staring her down, my eyes slit and judging. Ms. Blake caught it too, and she just sadistically smiled my way. Oh if only I had a pair of claws to tear right through her pretty little—binggggg.
Everyone got up from their seats and began shuffling their notebooks into their bags. Class was over? Already?
"I'll see you all tomorrow! Study up!" Ms. Blake rang. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and began walking to exit the class with Scott and Stiles.
"This day couldn't get any worse." I groaned.
"I second that. We need to go to the animal clinic during break." Scott suggested.
"For what? To look for clues? If you haven't noticed the Darachs been pretty clean with its kidnappings. Not many—"
"Katherine, may I speak with you for a moment? Alone?" Ms. Blake said, cutting me off from talking to Scott, as we were just about to leave the room. I turned on my heel and glared at her.
"I'm late to my next class." I bluntly said.
"It'll only take a second." I glared at her and then whispered to Scott and Stiles.
"Wait for me outside." The two walked out and the door shut behind them. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest and waited for Ms. Blake to talk.
"Due to your tardiness to class and disturbance to others by talking to your peers, I'm going to have to give you detention." She announced.
"What?" I shrieked. "You're joking right?"
"I'm sorry, it's just in the teachers handbook." Don't look so sympathetic you bitch.
"Really? Are you sure it's not in the Jennifer Blake handbook of ruining my life? Because that one seems more logical."
"Katherine, I don't know what you're talking about but I'm sorry, you have detention after school. My class room. And I don't think this is any way to be talking to your teacher."
"Let's get this straight. You don't tell me what to do. I don't think, in fact I know, you're not the innocent high school English teacher everyone else thinks you are. So don't play dumb with me. I may not have a set of claws, but I have a gun. Stay away from Derek." I threatened, my eyes gleaming with anger.
"Two hours." What? "Two hours of detention. My room. After school. If you fail to show up, it's going to Principal Thomas for suspension." I glared at her, my jaw dropped and heart racing. She had a position over me that I couldn't control. But I'd eventually kill her for it.
"Watch it. You may be on Derek's good side but you're not on mine. And my bad side is a place you don't want to be." I sneered and stormed out of the room.
"See you after school." She happily chimed. She was trying to turn my life into a living hell. I bursted out the doors to see that Scott and Stiles had disappeared. I stomped off towards my locker before I'd cause a scene from screaming in pure anger. My fingers landed on the rusted, cold silver of my lock and began to dial it.
39-42-"Katherine".
What?
"Katherine, what's up?" Isaac was next to me. He seemed worried.
"Not a good time Isaac."
"When is?"
"When I'm dead."
"Seriously, what's wrong? I can hear your heartbeat a mile away."
"Ask Derek's new girlfriend." I growled, my eyes shooting over to Harris' classroom where Ms. Blake was inside of."
"New girlfriend? What are you talking about?"
"I told Derek what happened at Glenn Capri. Apparently he had a little fun of his own while we were gone."
"Fun?"
"He slept with Ms. Blake. Given he was ninety percent dead when he did it and he was pretty out of it, but he still slept with her."
"What are you going to do?"
"Ask me that after the two hour detention I have with the devil after school."
"She's just out to get you, isn't she?" Isaac sympathized.
"Yup. She's a one-woman relationship wrecking crew. It's great." I sighed. "I have to get to class before I get another detention." I walked off to my next class passing the twins, who had unknowingly been listening in on our conversation the whole time, looking occupied by grabbing items out of their locker.
The day had progressively gotten wore and worse. Forth period there was a fire drill and my head had been pounding with thoughts all day. It was almost the end of this horrible school day and I was ready to go home and just take suspension as my punishment. But, I knew what I had to do.
"I'm just pissed. I sent him a text but I never got a reply back." I told Scott as we walked through the hallway. No reply. "Sure, it wasn't the nicest text but it was still text." I shrugged. I was talking about what I sent Derek. Maybe texting him 'please thank your girlfriend for giving me a two hour detention by ripping her throat out or I'll do it myself' wasn't my best idea. Scott didn't answer again. He actually stopped walking and was listening to something other than my problems and me. "You know, if I wanted someone to not listen I'd go to Stiles." No answer again. "Scott? Hellooo?" I looked at him, growing impatient.
"Wait." He continued to focus on something else.
"What do you hear?" I wondered.
"I'm not sure…like a continue tapping." Scott started to follow the noise, and I followed Scott. We weaved through the hallways until we entered one of the music rooms, where we found him.
Deucalion.
I've never seen him up close before, just from afar when I was shooting at him and his pack. He…it looked out of place. His face was freshly shaven, his light brown hair styled perfectly. I could smell earthly cologne on his skin. He wore a pair of perfectly pressed slacks, a tailored black button down, and a sports jacket that cost more than my whole outfit put together. He had sunglasses on his face as usual. I was starting to think they were glued there. He looked like a movie star, even a model….not a power hungry, blood thirsty, werewolf. He was tapping his cane against a table, looking straight ahead into blackness. He knew we were here though.
"Do you know what a metronome is, Scott? It's a tool to help contain a steady rhythm once you set the tempo. Something tells me the tempo of your life has sped up considerably in the last few hours. If you like I could help slow it down to a more manageable pace." Deucalion offered.
"How?" Scott gawked.
"Before that, how about you introduce me to your friend. Katherine, is it?" The all-powerful Alpha asked.
"Yes." I replied.
"Ah, Derek's sweet girlfriend."
"Not exactly, but go ahead and continue what you were saying before. You know, something about helping Scott?"
"Yes, helping you find Deaton." That made Scott shake with anger.
"Your hearts are pounding. It's not fear; it's anger. Accept for you," Deucalion looked in my direction. Wasn't he blind? "It may be fear. I bet I know what both of you are thinking. Does he have something to do with Deaton's disappearance? Tell you what, Scott, if you can take the cane away from me, I'll tell you exactly where he is. Now what do you think?" With that, Scott lunged at Deucalion and they began fighting for the cane. Scott tried all his sly moves against the older werewolf but was stopped by the cane each time. After a lot of fighting and Scott jumping through the air, with me just standing in the same spot with my arms crossed over my chest unamused, Deucalion finally lightly stabbed Scott in the shoulder. He groaned out in pain.
"Impressive. But you know I'm not the one slashing up innocent people, praying to ancient gods, gathering herbs or whatever the hell druids are supposed to do. I am part of a pack that wants Derek dead though."
"Comforting to hear." I mumbled.
"Kali is coming for him. It's a difficult choice you're about to face, because someone is going to die tonight. Now whether that is Derek or Deaton, it's up to you."
"None of them are dying." I growled.
"Don't be so sure of that, Katherine."
"Just tell me where he is." Scott ordered.
"I'll give you a very important clue. Let the currents guide you." Currents? With not another word, the blind man walked out of the room.
The clock had just struck seven and I had just walked out of detention. It had been two hours of utter hell with Ms. Let's-have-sex-with-Derek-while-he's-bleeding-out- and-basically-dead staring me down with a cruel smile. Although I wanted to rip her apart, I sat there glaring at her. I used the same glare I used when I was pissed at Scott or Stiles, the one that made them regret living. The life ruiner had tried to make small conversation with me as she graded papers, but I sat there silent. She had taken away my phone, my keys, and my happiness. Some major payback was in order. I was walking through the empty hallways at school. It was dark and quiet. There was a reason no one in their right mind stayed here at night—it was creepy. I continued walking through the hallways, my heels clicking against the linoleum and focused on getting to my car. My heart wasn't only pounding because I was nervous; I was scared what was going on with Derek. Kali was going after him tonight, and according to Deucalion someone was going to die. Whether it was Derek or Deaton, no one knew. I hoped to God it was Kali though. I could see the front door to the school not to far off, and it was in my reach until a muscular, blonde teen came out of the conjoining hallway and blocked my view of freedom. No sane person would be here at night.
Oh great.
I stopped in my tracks as my eyes focused on the teens face—Aiden. And the double trouble twins didn't go anywhere without each other. I turned to the side and saw Ethan standing behind me. I sighed, this was about to end badly.
"Just who I wanted to see." I rolled my eyes.
"What a coincidence, us too." Aiden smirked. Deaton wasn't the only one going to be taken. I prepared myself for the worst.
Officially the worst day ever!
So Ms. Blake decided to join the little kidnapping party. She was actually dragged into it. And at the moment, we were being dragged through Derek's apartment building and up to his loft. Kali was leading us, her disgusting bare feet dragging on the floor. Has this woman ever heard of shoes? Because if she wanted I had about twenty pairs in my closet.
"Please let me go." Ms. Blake struggled, trying to pry her hands out of Aiden's grip. Ethan's hands were so tight around my arms I thought they'd lose feeling, but at least I didn't fight him.
"Their Alphas not Chihuahuas," Ms. Blake glared at me, "they can break your wrist like a stick."
"Both of you shut up." Kali threatened. Now the shoeless bitch wants to chime in. Suddenly, we stopped walking and Kali disappeared inside Derek's loft.
"Got o be honest Derek, when Ennis died I thought to myself 'I'll just go for it'. Find you and kill you wherever you stood. And I remembered, how you surround yourself with these teenagers—hiding behind them." I could hear Kali speak from inside. Hey, he doesn't hide himself behind teenagers! "And I thought, what's a girl got to do to get you alone?" This was—oh was that the cue? The twins dragged both Ms. Blake and I into the room. Ms. Blake looked terrified—Aiden's hand wrapped around her throat and holding her wrist, while I on the other hand looked unpleased and annoyed. Okay, what burst and flooded in here? The whole loft floor was like a lake. Derek stood in the front, facing Kali, while Isaac and Boyd were behind him. But seriously, what happened in here? "You and me Derek. Or they tear both your girlfriend apart. What do you say? Think you can beat me one on one?" Kali wondered. Derek motioned his head for Isaac and Boyd to retreat.
"I'm going to rip your throat out. With my teeth." Derek threatened. I rolled my eyes. Haven't heard that one before. Derek and Kali roared and then went at it to fight to the death.
"So, how'd you figure her out? Hear Isaac and I talking or are you just really good at stalking?" I asked Ethan. He clenched his jaw. Ms. Blake began thrashing in Aiden's grip again. It became worse when Kali's foot slashed through Derek's stomach.
"Derek!" Ms. Blake screamed so loudly I thought I'd go deaf.
"Will you shut up? Screaming's not going to help!" I yelled, pulling my hand trying to rip it from Ethan's grip. The fighting between Kali and Derek seemed to go on forever, and Derek was definitely not on his A game. He eventually landed down in the water.
"Derek!" Ms. Blake shrieked.
"Aiden, if you don't kill her at least let me do it." I hissed.
"To bad we'll kill you first." He smirked, pushing Jennifer to Ethan and taking me, kicking me down.
"No!" Derek yelled to Isaac, who was about to jolt forward.
"Wait!" Isaac warned Boyd, who was about to go and fight. They stayed where they were. But what was the point? The fight was getting no where. Sure, Derek wasn't fighting the best but Kali wasn't exactly claiming her victory just yet. BAM, Aiden's sneaker collided with my side and took my attention away from Derek. I rolled off the steps and landed in the water. Next thing I knew, my clothes and hair were getting soaked.
"Will you stop? I'm not even the one screaming!" I defended.
"We know where Derek's real feelings are." Aiden ignored me and charged into the water, his sneaker landing on my throat and pushing me down till my head was submerged and water was entering my lungs. My throat burned as if it was on fire and my head spun. My lungs were screaming for air, although all that entered them was cold water. I was down maybe ten, fifteen seconds at the most when Aiden's foot got off my throat and I saw his figure running forward. I scurried up and threw myself onto where I was standing before. I gasped for air. Oh how good it felt. Isaac darted forward and recovered Ms. Blake from Ethan's grip. And before I could connect back to reality, all I saw were sparks of lights. The air smelt of burnt skin and there was a buzzing echoing through the room. It all originated from the water. Everyone in the water was being…electrocuted.
"Take him!" Kali ordered. I gasped. Derek was weakly lying in the water. Kali grabbed the closest person to her—Boyd—and held him with all her strength. The twins grabbed Derek, put him on his knees, and started controlling his claws.
Someone's going to die tonight.
Deucalion's voice was echoing in my head. I couldn't watch it. Just as it happened, my head snapped away and my eyes squeezed shut. My ears had heard the sound—the horrible ripping of skin and the haunting gasp.
"I'm giving you till the next full moon Derek. Make the smart choice, join the pack. Or next time I'm killing all of you." Kali announced and walked out, glaring at me with a smirk. Aiden and Ethan trailed behind her and walked out without another word. The scene unraveling before my eyes was sickening. Boyd was dying in Derek's hands. I couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but I could see Derek's lips moving. Boyd's were barely. Derek looked distraught. He looked like a ghost. I've never seen him this upset. Boyd dropped into the water with a loud, echoing splash and Derek stayed on his knees, his hands shaking in fear. And then all the sudden, I see Cora run past me in a blur. Then Stiles. Cora's crying over Boyd's dead body while Stiles has a hand on Derek's shoulder. And I'm lying there on my side, with my hands supporting my body weight…helpless as usual and having witnessed yet another death of someone involved in my life.
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