Author's Note;

Hi guys! I'm sorry for not updating for so long but I'm getting bombarded with homework and assessment-.-
I'm also sorry that this is such a short chapter, most of them are longer, but it'll do for now:)

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One of my favourite chapters.
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Somewhere in the distance I heard a scream, but it didn't fully reach my ears as I looked down at what lay before me. The insistent scream was starting to bug me but then I realised that I was the one screaming, as soon as I realised the scream stopped, cut off abruptly. Tears ran down my cheeks and I sunk to my knees, the pain barely registering yet.

I'd told them not to come. I'd made them promise that they wouldn't die.

So why were all of their bodies lying in a row before me? Each had their throat slashed, a red mess across their faces and chests. I could see every one of them, but one of them made me freeze in terror. Guilt crashed down on me and tears burst forth even quicker than before.

I was suddenly scrambling towards Derek's body as it lay so lifeless and still before me, a single streak of red had been smeared across his cheek and his skin looked paler than ever. My hand reached out and I gently stroked his head, new emotions bubbling up inside me.

That was when she spoke. I'd wanted to hear that voice for so long. It had been loving and playful at one point, but now it sounded like death and cruelty.

"Well, I see someone fell in love" the voice carried through me, sending shivers along my spine, I didn't give her the satisfaction of looking at her, but kept my eyes looked on the closed one's of Derek, I committed his features to my mind and forced myself to look at the slash through his neck, the thing that had killed him. I would remember it and use it as my revenge. A little giggle swept through the glade and I looked up glaring,

"Nice to see you sis'" the little girl before me grinned. She was exactly as I remembered her. Long silver blonde hair that fell in perfect ringlets to her waist, slim waist and long legs, large honey brown eyes that were once filled with light had gone dead and cold. This wasn't my sister.

My sister was dead. Another giggled escaped from Angelique's lips and cruel smirk spread over her beautiful face,

"I'll see you again soon sissy" she breathed before disappearing.

'Kayla!' I frowned and looked around, wondering where the voice was coming from,

'Kayla wake up!' it came again, I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping I was imagining the voice that had sounded so much like Derek's, I looked down at his lifeless body before me and stroked it once more before the glade disappeared and my eyes opened to look at another Derek face.

Except this one was alive.

I bolted up, sweat covered me and my chest heaved up and down, my eyes flicked around everywhere, taking in all the worried looks of the pack,

"What happened?" I breathed, my heart not slowing. After that night mare I didn't think it ever would. I couldn't help but glance at each of their necks for a millisecond, just to make sure the dream hadn't come true.

"You were screaming for help" Derek muttered, I looked away, I hadn't done that in almost 12 years.

"I'm sorry guys" I whispered, not able to look any of them in the eye,

"What happened?" Derek asked as the others returned to the spots they'd been sleeping in. I watched the few hot coals left that lay in the circle where the fire had been wistfully wanting to poke them alive and create another roaring fire to chase away the remains of the nightmare, because that's surely all it had been, hadn't it. It couldn't possibly of been real, they were all there, perfectly alive and breathing.

I shook my head in response to Derek's question, no way was I going to answer that,

"Kayla, look at me" I reluctantly turned my head and looked him in the eye, I could see the fear in my eyes reflecting in his own, I think he saw the pain that had now buried itself deep inside from the nightmare and everything that had happened. He saw the rage that had bubbled up but I'd kept inside. He saw the worry I had for everyone even though they'd all chosen to be here. He saw the fear that we were all going to die, that he was going to die, that I was going to die.

He saw everything.

Suddenly I couldn't hold it in any longer. I wanted to curl up in a ball till the pain went away. I wanted to rampage through the glade till I got my hands around my mother's neck and killed her. I wanted to protect everyone and send them away so that they were safe. I wanted a way for none of us to end up dying.

But I didn't do any of that.

I cried. I cried for real this time, not like in the dream, those silent tears. But actually cried. I wasn't hysterical, sobbing and wailing all over the place, but I cried quietly, a hiccup there a sniffle here. I pulled my legs to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, as if it would hold every bit of me together, as if it was the only thing keeping me there.

Then Derek did something I didn't expect. Wrapping his arms around my trembling body he pulled me close and then I no longer needed to keep myself together. I buried my face in his shoulder and just let the tears out, I didn't really care what the others thought right now, if they were even watching, which I knew they would be.

I didn't know how long we sat there, but I eventually drifted off to sleep. My dreams were no longer plagued with the dead bodies of my friends and my little sister didn't come to talk to me.

As the sun rose, so did I. The fire was no a pile of grey ashes and the sun was just beginning to lighten. I sat up and stretched, my arms reaching above my head, looking around the circle, I checked that everyone was ok and still alive, my heart almost skipping a beat each time I looked at one of them. Some part of me had really believed that the dream would come true.

Well, maybe it still would.

I stood quietly and stepped out of the little circle we'd ended up forming, the cool morning air that blew across my face woke me up a little more and a silent yawn escaped from my lips. Glancing back at the pack and their peaceful, sleeping faces I shrugged and headed towards the glade, hoping I'd be able to have some time there alone first.

I just hoped I'd still be able to find the magical little place.

The trees were little in number so plenty of the early morning light got through and shone on the green grass beneath my feet, a blue and black butterfly flew over my feet and landed delicately on a white lily. My head snapped up as I recognised the flower and my heart beat a little faster in thought of reaching that glade again. My pace increased as I changed directions and went the way it looked the flower had been coming from and sure enough, I soon spotted another, than two more and then a group of them until I was surrounded by them.

The glade was as beautiful as ever. The white lilies dotted every inch of the field, their delicate petals seemed so fragile to me and I took care in where I stepped, I didn't want to ruin the magic I'd always felt in the field.
"Nice to see you old friend" I muttered softly as I stood in the centre of the glade, tree's ringed the circle of flowers and the morning sun was just reaching the tops of them, lighting up the white flowers, their colour reflecting the sunlight.

I was dazzled by the spectacle and forgot to pay attention to my surroundings,

"Hello" the voice taunted, it wasn't the same as I remembered it as. But what was to be expected around here? Firstly werewolves are real and I was one of them, so why couldn't ghosts be real to?

I nodded my head and turned to face her, my eyes narrowing,

"Hi Angelique"