Hello hello again! It's been over two months since I have updated not only because I have been busy, but also because I was just having a hard time figuring out where I wanted to go next with the story. But now that I have graduated high school and summer has officially started, I will be updating a lot more now. Especially since the show has started up again, I will have more motivation to keep up with this story. Thanks for all the support while I was gone though! On a side note, some people were asking for me to bring in Kate to the story… I will but not yet. I don't feel like it would make sense for her character to show up at this point in Revelation, it won't flow.

Also, I WILL be updating my story Redemption soon! (:

PS Am I the only one who hates this new Erica girl? Idk I feel like her character doesn't really add much to the show. She's pretty annoying. Or maybe I'm just jealous that she gets to make out with Derek.

Anyways enjoy the chapter, my lovelies! XOXO M.

Scott's Perspective

I was insane. It was crazy.
I wasn't sure how long I had been here, but by the way my muscles ached, I knew it had to be hours. For hours I had been staring at the ceiling trying to make sense of all of this, but I couldn't. My mind was completely scattered as I tried to get myself focus on one topic at a time.
24 hours ago, I was enjoying a wonderful date with my beautiful girlfriend and now I'm laying here totally lost and stressed.
Being a newborn werewolf was already enough pressure on my back, but to add everything else that I had just discovered was horrific. I had no more energy left in me which was why I was bumming it up here in Derek's palace (against his will, of course).
First Allison. We had planned to have a nice simple movie night yesterday but when I made my way over to her house, she frightened me as she opened the door with wild eyes. There were so many emotions behind that look of hers and it utterly scared me.
"Scott you'll never believe what I found out today!" she exclaimed pulling me up the stairs into her bedroom not even bothering to say hi. There was a shakiness in her voice that hinted towards fear and excitement at the same time. I knew her parents were not home, and for that I was always thankful.
"What is it, Allison? Just relax," I said, plopping down on her bed. She spun around in a snap.
"Scott, you don't understand!" she screamed making me jump back. Her eyes were on fire. "I've been meaning to tell you about what I've been doing the past few weeks but I didn't want to say anything until I found answers," she began speaking so fast. Suddenly she handed me something cold and silver from her pocket before she started zooming through her words again. I looked down into my palm to find a necklace. "my dad gave this to me a couple weeks ago for my birthday. It's some sort of pendant that he said has been in the family for a long time, but when I asked him what the symbols meant he said I would have to do some research and figure it out in my own..."
Right when she continued rambling, I took a closer look at the silver pendant examining the carved out collage of many small pictures. It was then that my heart stopped. Allison's voice blurred into the background. I didn't have to keep listening to understand why she was freaking out.
She had figured it out - she knew.
I continued to stare down at the pendant as she continued to speed rapidly... Specifically down at a tiny picture of a wolf carved into the silver pendant, so small that it would be easy for anyone to miss At first glance - but it was there, along with carvings of swords, some warrior-dressed men, and other weird symbols.
This was it. This was the beginning to the end of me and Allison.
Though the carving of the wolf was easy to miss, Allison was smart and observant. One small detail and she would not fail to find the truth - however not the complete truth.
Somewhere in my panic attack I started listening to her ramble once again, and to my relief she had said nothing about Derek and I. She still made no connection between him and I being werewolves. Not yet anyways.
A shiver ran through my spine thinking about the day she finds out. The day she would stop loving me.
My heart and mind couldn't handle the thought of it. It was all too much.
I could see the Lightness creeping onto the walls surrounding me. It was probably morning by now and finally my eyelids felt heavy. Suddenly a wave of exhaustion hit me and I knew I was ready to get some rest.
I was about to close my eyes until... I heard tiny pitted patters of footsteps somewhere in the big den... coming closer and closer towards me. I tilted my head upwards to see who was coming and it was then that I was reminded of another problem that I forgot about... More like a shock than a problem.
The Little blond girl Stood at the edge of the couch staring down at me with innocent, yet piercing green eyes. She had a somewhat angry and curious look on her face that was kind of frightening.
"Uh, hi," I said. Her blond eyebrows were pulled together and her pink lips were in a straight line. It was a classic, familiar glare... No doubt she was her father's daughter. I got goosebumps just at the thought that she was Derek's. It was weird. I couldn't wrap my head around it.
"Hi Scott," her tiny high pitched voice spoke sternly. We continued to stare each other in awkward silence. I was usually good with little kids. My younger cousins absolutely adored me and with her it was different. Her green eyes didn't have the same naivety that the other kids did... She held a presence that was mature for her age. Was it possible for a child to be intimidating? She had the face of an angel but the fact that she was a Hale was scary.
Suddenly she spoke again.
"Why are you sleeping on my couch?" she questioned, keeping up her composure.
"Um," I swallowed. "Because I was tired." the little girl scanned my body sprawled out before her.
"why did you make my Daddy upset?" she quickly followed after I answered. Daddy... Derek... I was still mind boggled. It didn't sound right. It sounded... Weird.
"What do you mean?" I asked slowly pushing myself upright on the couch.
"Last night you made my Daddy very mad when you came here," she said sternly.
I stared at her confused for a few moments before I caught on to what she was talking about. I recalled how Derek almost ripped my head off when I came knocking in the door I panic mode... And a few minutes later when I startled the girl awake while she was sleeping.
Hm, I thought. So that's why she was angry. She was the protective kind, it was actually pretty cute... However She would have to learn quickly that her father is never in a good mood when I'm around.
"Your Dad is never happy," I proclaimed. She said nothing in reply, she just continued to keep up her stone expression on her angelic face. I took advantage of her quietness to take control of the situation. The fact that a three year even challenged main this way was quite embarrassing. "Look," I said, scooting closer to her, "do you mind calling your dad out here? Indeed to speak with him."
"No." She replied quickly. I sighed.
"Why not?"
"He's sleeping."
I tapped my foot. "Are you sure?"
Suddenly, the girl turned her head to look behind her towards the hallway that led to Derek's room. She continued to stare in that direction for several seconds quietly before turning back towards me. She seemed very focused for that short time. It was very... Odd.
"Yes I'm sure," she said confidently. "he's still snoring."
Unintentionally I cocked my head to side. "What was that?" I asked confused.
The little girl rolled her eyes. "I said he's still snoring," she replied, "which means he's sleeping."
I continued to just stare at her. I didn't doubt the possibility that Derek was a loud snorer, but the fact that this place was enormous made it hard to believe that his snoring would reach the living room. It had been dead quiet the entire night up until the girl found me on the couch. The only way someone would be able to hear that kind of noise from this distance would be if they had wolf...
"Wait," I interrupted my own thoughts automatically. My curiosity level kicked into high gear again and all of my drowsiness cleared. I looked intently into the girl's eyes. "Kayleigh," I began, "how did you know Derek was snoring?"
Her tiny blond eyebrows pulled together as she stared at me like I was stupid. "I can hear him. Can't you?"