CHAPTER FIFTEEN: SEASON ONE: FORMALITY
Everything was grey
His hair, his smokes, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
Doesn't know what it means
HALSEY
Time passes slowly.
Both of us jumpy and fearful of being overheard. Every time there is a noise Derek jerks his head up while I try to look over my shoulder. It's usually rats. There are a lot of rats down here.
It's extremely frustrating sitting in silence. I can't ask the questions I want to ask. About how Scott is involved. If he is a werewolf like him? What this really means? Are we going to die?
And I just need time to myself in order to freak out. Werewolves. Hunters. Kidnapped and tortured. Great. This is just… fucking great.
Derek is simply too weak to really speak. A man comes in every few hours and beats the shit out of him. The first time it happened I cried so loud he slapped me to shut me up, which resulted in me biting my tongue. It's swollen and heavy in my dry mouth.
I wonder if they will starve us to death. Or dehydrate us.
But the… the werewolf just took it with pained grunts. Almost as if the constant torture was nothing more than a nuisance.
And he healed. He took more of a beating than I did and he looks prettier than me within the hour. Fucking asshole.
"I spy something gray."
Derek frowns. "Everything is gray."
"Everything is not gray," I point out, my voice coming out a bit slurred due to my bitten tongue. "There's like… a red toolbox over there."
There isn't. But I'm facing Derek and Derek is facing me… so… it's really difficult to play eye spy when you can't even look in the same direction.
"You lied," Derek deadpans.
"No I didn't."
"I can hear your heart beat. It stutters when you lie."
I gap at him in astonishment, "Wait… so you can literally hear my heart right now?"
He nods. "Yes."
"That's what you meant when you said you could hear my heart when I take my pills," I realize with wide eyes. "What else can you do?"
"Enhanced speed, strength, scent, agility," he lists off slowly. "And I can shift into a werewolf."
"Do you turn into an actual wolf?"
"No, but my mom and sister could. It runs in the family, but it is an evolutionary state for werewolves. Not many achieve that point."
"Why not?"
"It's more of a mental state. It's almost sacrificial. Only alpha's or lead beta's are ever known to shift into a full wolf. A normal beta like me wouldn't be able to without a huge push," he explains.
"Wow. That sounds so freaking cool." My smile is small, but it's there at the thought of becoming an actual wolf. "Did you know wolves are my third favorite animal?"
"Oh? What's your first?" Derek questions. It almost sounds sarcastic.
"Sloths."
"Seriously? Sloths?"
"Yeah. They are just kinda super adorable and hang around… kinda like you." He doesn't look amused from where he is chained to the wall. I snort at my terrible sense of humor. "Man. That really wasn't funny."
"No. It wasn…" he trails off, eyes glaring at the door.
Kate enters a second later.
That meant he heard her before she came-mother fucker! That's why he never got caught sleeping over. He could hear Mom and Scott in the other rooms. Sneaky.
In her hand Kate holds a navy blue blanket, a ball and a thin long rag. A bone chilling grin is on her lips as she strolls over to me. "Sweetheart, we are gong to have to move you someplace a little darker for a few minutes. Apparently my sweet little niece is wandering around. While I have no problem introducing her to Derek, you-" Kate's hand move to my mouth and I know whatever she is planning isn't going to be in my favor. So I bite her. The coppery taste of her blood fills my mouth and she cures. I receive a painful slap in the face. Then she pries my mouth open with her bony fingers and shoves the ball inside. She raps the rag around the ball to hold it in place and ties it on the base of my skull. She pats my cheek roughly, and my mouth is in pain at the tug of the ball stretching my skin. "-I can't have her knowing you're here. With her still loving Scott… teenage angst, you know? I don't think she'd handle me having you down here all tied up. Especially with how worried your poor little brother is over his big sisters absence."
Kate starts to drag my chair away from Derek. His eyes shine blue as they follow the squeal of the chair on the cement. She pushes me behind some clutter.
"You know…" She balances her hand on her hip, lips twisted in a sour purse as her cold eyes bore into mine. "They are saying you ran away. Think you had some sort of drug induced breakdown and left. That's what the police are saying anyway."
Then she throws the fucking blanket over my head.
I think of a thousand ways to kill her. All of them end with me wrapping her lifeless corpse in this fucking scratch ass blanket and burying it thousands of feet underground. As close as I can get to the center of the earth.
Chains rattle angrily as soon as Kate's footsteps fade from down the hall.
"Halden…" Derek calls in a strangled voice, the chains begin to shake more. "Are you okay?"
Seriously.
Did he just-?
Two pairs of footsteps are heard coming down the same way. I can't see anything, obviously-blanket, but I hear the sharp feminine gasp.
Derek struggles more.
Kate sighs exasperatedly, "Oh, come on, kiddo. Don't get all ethical on me now."
"What is he?"
Allison. What the hell is this town? Seriously? Is Mom in on this shit too?
"Shapeshifter. Lycan. Werewolf… To me he's just another dumb animal."
Tears slide down my neck. Fuck, I want to rip her to pieces. If only I could make noise to have Allison glance in my direction, but how? My wrists are strapped tightly along my back and my ankles are tied to the legs of the chair. Unless I figure out a way to shift my body weight…
"Come here. See these right here? These are canines, also known as fangs. Made for the tearing and rending of flesh. Not something you'd find on those cute little leaf eating herbivores, is it?"
"This is a joke to you?" Allison asks unpleased.
"Sweetheart, there are werewolves running around in the world. Everything's a joke to me. How else do you think I stay sane?"
My stomach coils at the way she calls her own niece sweetheart. How can someone call a person they love the same name they would call another they would kill? It's revolting.
"So… it was him at the high school and all the other animal attacks?"
Was it? If Derek is a werewolf… that means Derek could really have attacked Scott and Stiles that night. Honestly, I still don't believe it. Sure, Derek might've skipped out on the werewolf bit. Maybe some would freak out about finding out their lover is a werewolf, but I know Derek. He's never laid an aggressive hand on me. Not like my human ex-boyfriend… Derek's never given me a reason to be terrified of him, even when he could have.
To me, finding out Derek is a werewolf is kinda like finding out someone is an ethnicity you didn't realize they were. Isn't it kinda racist to judge a person for being a werewolf?
Maybe I'm a little freaked out that the man I've been fucking every night for weeks is a werewolf. That at any moment in time he could have torn me to pieces with his claws and his fangs. Maybe I'm not scared of him at all. Maybe I see him for what I've always seen him as. I've never been one to judge someone based on something they can't control, at least I try not to.
All I know is I'm more terrified as hell of this woman and what she is going to do the both of us.
"There's actually three of them - Another younger one like him called a beta, and then there's the alpha. Alpha's the pack leader; bigger, stronger, nastier. Those are the real ugly motherf-"
A phone starts ringing.
"Oh, God, not now!" Allison cuts her off. "When were they gonna tell me?"
"They still haven't decided if they're gonna tell you."
"Why?"
"Let's just say if you react badly when you find out… not good."
"What do you mean,'not good'?"
"They don't think that you can handle it. They look at you and they see this frightened little girl who's gonna run crying in the corner when she finds out the truth. Me - what I see - natural talent. Allison, you said you wanted to feel more powerful, right? Now's your chance."
"What am I supposed to do now?"
"Go to school, do your homework. Go to the Formal on Friday night. Be a normal teenage girl who doesn't know anything. Trust me to get everything ready for the next part."
Allison sounds hesitant as she asks, "What's the next part?"
"You're gonna help me catch the second beta."
They leave.
My heart is hammering in my chest. Scott. In my heart I know it's him, even if Derek hasn't confirmed it. The mood swings, the change in personality, his extreme anger… Kate is going after my baby brother. She is going to kill my baby brother.
No.
Kate eventually moves my chair back over to Derek. She takes off the blanket and let's my bleary eyes adjust to the unshaven face of the werewolf himself. It's hard to make him out between my dehydration and the exhaustion of my mouth being stretched out for so long.
"Mmm, Derek, what does this picture do to your brain?" Kate jokes as she starts to untie the towel holding the ball inside. "Do you imagine her mouth stretched out over your cock? One thing I will never forget is the size of it… worth all the effort it took to get in your pants."
Derek angrily growls at Kate. She drops the towel on the floor and carelessly digs the ball out. I cry out in pain. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
"Here you go sweetheart," Kate mumbles as she coaxes my neck upward with her fingertips. Then she lifts a water bottle, one I hadn't know she is holding, and slowly helps me drink. I almost thank her for letting me finish the entire bottle.
She does the same for Derek.
I almost cry at the thought of food. Anything sounds good right now. I have thought of eating Kate's face alive while she cries out in pain. I think she deserves it.
Thankfully she leaves Derek and I alone again.
"Are you okay?" asks Derek.
I bob my head. My mouth hurts, I don't want to speak.
I don't speak for a few days.
The next time I'm awoken is by Derek howling.
It's terrifying.
My heart hammers harshly in my chest as I gap up at the man. He is drenched in sweat, face morphed between half a man and have a wolf. It's the first time I've actually seen the hair grow across his face.
"Scott's coming," Derek pants out. "He will find us."
I glare. "Why didn't you think to do that earlier?"
"I was a little occupied with being tortured to death."
"Whatever dude," I grunt way too tired to be angry with him. "It's not like you weren't quiet the rest of the time they left us alone…"
He settles for rolling his eyes and ignoring me.
We wait.
The bolt in the door churns loudly as it's unlocked. I'm shaking, looking at Derek for his reaction since he's facing the door.
When I see the relief wash over his face I cry out, "Scott!"
"Haldey? Oh my god." His footsteps thump on the cement as he sprints over to me. Scott's hands grab at my cheeks and he's lifting my face to glance at it with those big giant eyes. "W-what did they do to you?"
"J-just get us out. Then we will explain. Hurry!" I rush him as I yank on the rope tying me to the chair. Scott all but tears through my restraints swiftly.
"Key?" Scott questions after an attempt to pry the metal confining Derek's arm. I make my way hastily towards the doorway and grab the set of keys hanging from a hook. Scott takes them and starts to get Derek unhooked, but Derek and him both stop abruptly as the metal clangs loudly.
My eyes dart to the empty doorway, but there's no one there. "What?"
"Haldey, sit back down. Someone's coming! Pretend you're still tied up."
I don't want to, but Scott looks so sure it will work. With a huff I pretend to be restrained once more. My brother hides beside the doorway.
A moment later a familiar bald headed guard enters the room. All I see is his shadow dancing off the stoned walls of the chamber. His shoes come into view where I'm hunched over in front of Derek. I lift my gaze slowly until he's standing in front of Derek, blocking my view of the werewolf. A wooden bat is in the hunters tight grip and he swings it playfully.
"Ready to have some more fun? To be honest, my knuckles are kind of hurting. So I brought some help. But I need to warn ya. I used to play in college."
He moves to strike and Derek quickly prevents it with his free hand. Then he bashes the guy in the head with the bat.
I stand up and kick him for good measure, but he's unconscious. Scott wraps an arm around my shoulder and draws me away from Derek. I frown at his profile, his eyes are trained on Derek struggling with his other tied wrist.
"Scott, help me with this," Derek pleads to him with a glare.
"No."
"Excuse me?" I ask moving to take the key away from my brother. He grips the keys tightly in his hand and hides it behind his back like the little shit he is.
Derek shakes his chains. "What!"
"Not until you tell me how to stop Peter."
"Who is Peter?" I ask.
His eyes are almost fearful. Like he really thinks Scott is going to leave him down here. Is my brother really that cruel? "You really wanna talk about this right now?"
"He's going after Allison and her family. He's going to kill them."
"So what?" Derek bites. I can't help but kinda agree with him. I don't know the rest of Allison's family, but I'm totally not interested in becoming her sister-in-law that's for sure. Fuck inheriting her crazy bitch aunt. But… I don't think Allison deserves to be hurt. She is innocent. I think.
"So tell me how to stop him," Scott presses relentlessly.
"You can't! All right? Now- I don't know when Kate's coming back, so just get me out of this right now! Get me out right now!" He's in a frenzy at this point. Wrist tugging in a panic at the chains to get them free.
"Promise you'll help me!"
"You want me to risk my life for your girlfriend? For your stupid little teenage crush that means absolutely nothing? You're not in love, Scott. You're sixteen years old. You're a child."
I frown at the hostility in his tone. "I don't think that's going to help you convince him to unchain you…"
Scott is defiant in his quest to save Allison. While I think the whole thing is a little crazy, it's bittersweet how set he is on saving her from people after him. "Maybe you're right. But I know something you don't. Peter said he didn't know what he was doing when he killed your sister, right? He lied. Remember this?"
Scott holds out a picture that looks like it is straight up from some cult horror film. A dead dear with a weird spiral carved into his skin. Fucking awesome.
"My boss told me three months ago someone came into the clinic asking for a copy of this picture. Do you wanna know who it was? Peter's nurse. They brought your sister here so that Peter could kill her and become the alpha, and that's why you're going to help me. Just say you'll help me, and I'll help you unlock your other-"
There's a loud crack and I jump at the sound. Derek's wrist is bloody, but the chain is gone. His eyes are intense as he gazes into my brothers eyes.
"I'll help you," he pants out.
I grab all of Derek's clothing that had been removed. He tensely puts them on with wobbly legs.
Scott slips an arm around Derek to support him. His entire body is weak from being electrocuted at a constant to prevent him from shifting. I stumble behind them cautiously. I don't need Scott's help… (yet) but my legs are stiff and I feel like jelly and cotton, but not in the good fluffy kind of way.
"Come on Haldey," Scott urges as he glances over his shoulder to make sure I'm still following out through the underground tunnel.
I am, but I'm way farther back.
Derek glowers as soon as we make our way out into the night air. He's frowning at his burnt out home in the distance.
He lets himself loose from Scott's grasp and slows down to be level with me. Derek grabs at Scott's back, but he steps out of reach unknowingly. "Hey. Hold on." Scott continues to walk. "Hold on." Derek takes in a sharp breath. "Hold on."
Scott turns on his heel to gaze down at us from the slope. He raises his shoulders for Derek to continue.
"Something doesn't feel right."
"What do you mean?" Scott asks.
"I don't know. It's - it's kind of like it's-"
"No, don't say "too easy." People say "too easy" and bad things happen!"
"Yeah, Derek. Why would you say that?" I add with a pout.
He rolls his eyes in disbelief at our skepticism.
"What, do you think finding you was easy? Getting away from Allison's dad? None of this has been easy."
Derek draws a heavy sigh. "Fine. You're right."
Scott throws his arms out triumphantly. "Thank you!"
A soft whooosh causes my greasy teal strands to fly around my face. Grunting, Derek slaps a hand over his chest beside a-a freaking ARROW sticking out of his goddamn chest!
"D-Derek!" I cry out in shock.
Another zipping sound and an arrow is shot through Derek's leg and he drops to the ground. I'm frozen with fear. My skin prickles waiting for them to pierce an arrow through my heart.
"Scott, your eyes!" Derek shouts.
Hot hands reach around my ankle and tug harshly. It throws me off balance and I fall to the ground on my side. Derek's hand covers my eyes and I hear little sparks go off beside us.
Derek removes his hand and I blink out my dry eyes to glance at Scott. His hands are flying around his face trying to find balance, blinded by the sparkling arrows that were shot behind him.
I watch Derek rip the arrows out of his chest and thigh. His arms reach under mind and he hauls me to my feet somehow. He's reaching for the back of Scott's jacket and trying to get him to stand. "Get up! Let's go!" Scott's footing gives and he slips, but manages to straighten himself out.
Scott stumbles a few feet ahead and Derek is trying to push me away as he falls to the ground.
"Halden, Scott, GO!" Derek shouts.
Scott glances back at the fallen twenty-two year old while I just try to scoop Derek to his feet by tugging on his leather jacket frantically.
"I'm not leaving you! You idiot! Get up!"
Derek tries to shove me towards Scott, but I don't budge and he's not strong enough to fight me on it. I end up just giving up and flopping to the ground as two familiar women step into my view.
"Allison, I can explain," Scott begs as he twists to stare helplessly at his ex-girlfriend as she walks towards him with promise. He scrambles back, trying to get to his feet but he is unable to see from the blinding lights earlier from her arrow.
She shakes her head and loose tears fall down her apple cheeks. "Stop lying. For once, stop lying."
"I was gonna tell you the truth at the formal. I was gonna tell you everything. Because everything that I said, everything that I did-"
"Was to protect me," she inputs blankly.
"Yes!"
"I don't believe you."
"Thank god!" Kate takes out a gun and checks the rounds casually. "Now, shoot him before I have to shoot myself."
"You - you said we were just gonna catch them?"
"We did that. Now we're gonna kill them."
A scream releases itself from my throat as the bullet punctures through Derek's stomach. He cries out and I cradle his head in my lap.
"No, no, no, no, no," I repeat between sobs. The wound bleeds out heavily and my hands shake as I press down on his injury to stop the bleeding.
"See? Not that hard." She stands eye to eye with Allison. "Oh, no- I know that look. That's the "you're gonna have to do it yourself" look."
Allison rushes forward skeptically. "Kate, Kate, what are you doing?"
Kate stares into my brothers eyes with such a twisted expression. She mutters, "I love those brown eyes." She raises the gun level with Scott's head.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no," I'm shaking. Derek's face twists into pain as he tries to peer around my trembling body to see Scott.
"Kate!"
We all turn to gaze at the newcomer. It's a man… I can see the moonlight bouncing off his sparking blue eyes from the distance. He's wearing a hunting jacket, a gun in a tight grip. I recognize him as the man from the gas station! Shit.
"I know what you did. Put the gun down," he tells Kate as he shifts his own gun in her direction.
"I did what I was told to do," she defends.
"No one asked you to murder innocent people. There were children in that house, ones who were human. Look what you're doing now. You're holding a gun at a sixteen-year-old boy with no proof he spilled human blood. We go by the code: Nous chassons ceux qui nous chassent!"
Allison's doe eyes were wide as she mumbles, "We hunt those who hunt us."
The man lifts a single brow in the nut jobs direction. "Put the gun down."
A bullet rings through the air. I shriek thinking it was Kate, but it was the man shooting at Kate.
"Before I put you down."
Suddenly the air shifts and a black mass zips around us in a circle. The shadow is faster than my human eyes can focus on, but I know whatever it is can't be good.
"Allison, get back," says the man. He's most likely related to Allison in some way considering he knows Kate and her. I don't dwell on it as the shadow rushes past once more.
"What is it?" Allison questions.
"It's the alpha," Scott responds in a worried voice.
The red door creeps open and my heart races in my chest. Whatever is it moves quick. It's the black shadow.
Everyone except Derek and me stand up and get ready for battle. But they aren't fast enough for the shadow. It knocks Allison off her feet, then Scott, and a loud grunt escapes that man as he's knocked over too.
Kate is the only one left stand. She's screaming with her finger on the trigger, "COME ON! COME ON!"
And oh does he come.
And fuck if I don't remember that face. Mom's medical rep date. That's the alpha… who's name is Peter?
A sickening crack sounds as Peter has Kate in his grip. I think it's her spine because she is being stretched out in an odd position. He quickly brings her into the house.
Allison goes in after her.
Then Scott.
Derek's arms are around me and his lips press against my ear as he shouts, "Stay here, Halden!"
I nod my head. What the hell was I going to do? I'm only human.
Out of nowhere a Porsche strolls in front of the Hale house. Seriously… the one day I don't take any drugs? And this? No.
Then a huge fucking thing BURSTS out of the Hale house. It is a huge massive wolf with thick raven hair and hauntingly familiar crimson eyes.
What.
It howls and nonononononono. I'm totally tripping, right? Right?
Wrong. Very, very wrong. The ground vibrates as he roars at all of us outside of he house.
Stiles and Thirty-Seven (Jackson?) get out of the car. Both are holding beakers. Stiles reels his hand back ad tosses it. The alpha (WHAT the fuck is that thing) catches it. And I'm not sure what it is, but the lock of panic on Stiles faces tells me that was supposed to help us.
"ALLISON!" Scott screams from somewhere.
And the huntress laces a bow and shoots it bullseye into the glass. It inflames, creeping up the beasts black hairy arms. He tries to shake it off but he can't, it only makes it spread. Thank god the thing didn't remember stop, drop, and roll.
All eyes watch the creature in wonderment.
Then Jackson tosses the other beaker at the creature. It's completely submerged.
It's pretty anti-climatic as his body flops to the ground enflamed.
I watch vacantly as Allison cups my younger brothers wolfed out face. She leans in for an intimate kiss. Forgiving. Merciful. Understanding. All that poetic shit you can think of.
It's almost too good to be true.
And I am right. I'm not sure what's going on, but Scott starts shouting at Derek, who is hovering over the body with raised claws.
Oh god. He has claws.
Scott scrambles away from Allison as if to stop Derek. "Wait! You said the cure comes from the one who bit you. Derek. If you do this, I'm dead. Her father, her family- what am I supposed to do?"
Derek lifts his hand and slices it through Peter's throat (wait? Peter is the alpha… which means he knew the entire time Kate beat me… right?). He lifts his had, eyes glowing a fiery red as he loudly announces, "I am the alpha now."
Scott slumps forward and Allison wraps her arms around his torso longingly. I just sit.
Derek knew Peter was the alpha. And clearly if you kill the alpha you get their power. Hence Derek's creepy red eyes. Scott thought that killing the alpha would cure him? It's like I have all the fucking pieces, but I can't figure out where they go.
The man that saved Scott from Kate's bullet escorts Allison away to his maroon hummer. She gazes at my brother with sad eyes as he shuts the car door behind them. They leave.
Which leaves Scott, Jackson, Stiles, Derek, the dead body, and me.
Stiles rushes over to Scott's side while I watch Derek. He cautiously approaches me like a wounded animal, and I laugh to myself at my own thoughts. Animal. The irony.
"You knew Peter was the alpha," I say shortly when Derek stops before me. His expression is blank as he stares down at my bruised face. "You let her beat me… so that you could take his power."
He looks away.
My heart thumps even harder in my chest than when I thought Kate was going to shoot me. So, this is what being betrayed feels like. Not that I'm unfamiliar with the feeling. I guess I just… never expected to feel this way by Derek. I never meant to get so attached.
Scott's body comes between us suddenly. I feel long fingers wrap around my waist and am grateful they belong to Stiles as he helps me stand. My eyes narrow as Derek and Scott start a standoff.
"You're the alpha now? Happy? I'm still not going to be apart of your pack. And Halden knows I'm a werewolf now, so, you can't convince me to help you anymore."
I shake my head. "W-what?"
My eyes search Derek's face, but he refuses to meet my gaze. Instead he just keeps his staring contest with Scott.
"You were using me? To get to-to Scott?" Everything begins to blur and I just want to wrap my hands around his stupid, stupid neck and ruin him for making me feel when I never wanted to, to begin with. "I helped you. I trusted you. I believed in you when everyone told me I was wrong."
"Halden-"
I cut him off furiously, "Is it true? Was anything real? Do you even like me as a person?"
Derek tries to speak again, but I start to head through the trees. I know my Chevy should still be parked at the preserve unless it was towed.
"Halden!" Derek calls my name.
I turn sharply and set him with a fierce glare. His eyes are pleading, but I give him no mercy as I snarl, "Leave me alone Derek. You got what you wanted. Just… leave me alone." It ends in a tone of desperation.
I can't handle this right now. I can't. I need to be away from this.
Scott rushes to my side.
"My car should be in the parking lot," I tell Scott.
He wraps an arm around my shoulder.
"Wait up!" Stiles shouts. He tosses Jackson the keys to the Porsche leaving the lacrosse player alone with Derek Hale.
I am silently victorious as my car comes into view. My car key is still in my pocket. Kate is lucky I didn't know how to use car keys to cut out of rope because she didn't even frisk me in the dungeon.
"Haldey," Scott whispers.
I realize I'm standing in front of the car staring at it. Scott's hand slips around mine and he carefully takes the key from me. He helps me into the drivers seat and Stiles gets in back. He peeks his head nervously through the center to stare at my profile. I don't acknowledge the teen examining my bruises.
"What should we say to the police? You've been missing for almost a week," he asks.
"Especially with…" Stiles bites his lip as he glance at my profile.
"My face?" I finish for him bluntly.
"Y-yeah."
"We can tell them you found me on the side of the road. I can say the last thing I remember was going out for a walk in the preserve. Then I blacked out."
Stiles pops up again. "That sounds plausible."
"It's the first half of the real story," I grumble. "Of course it's plausible."
I stare out the window and for a moment I think I see flashing red eyes. My throat tightens and I wish… I wish I never met Derek Hale.
thanks to all that have reviewed: msspicyjalapeno, guest(s), Liz510, Lola Tudor, Cassie-D1, and Storywriter905!
High Guardian: I know! Derek is kinda… an idiot, sometimes lol. Especially when it comes to dealing with emotions and maintaining his relationships. A lot of it stems down from Peter and his current state of wanting revenge. I think he was willing to risk a lot because of all the rage boiling inside of him and him not knowing how to deal with it! Also, in a future chapter Derek does discuss with Halden why he reacted the way he did in the basement. So it'll clear that up a bit!
WickedlyMinx: haha! I'll definitely send you some chapters if I'm ever struggling with some input on how to swing things with the story! :)
Lightningscar: Thanks for the review! I know I said I was going to post my response to you in here, but it was literally like half a page on the word document so I decided not to since the issues you brought up weren't really brought up by anyone else. :)
untilmynetstory: Halden will definitely change throughout the story. She has a lot of growing up to do! Especially if she is gonna be a mom.
meangirl8: kate really does deserve to get her ass kicked!
Guest: I like your theory on how I intend to change her! I have an idea, but nothing set in stone for how it'll happen yet!
Gr Is Law: You made perfect sense to me, no worries! Derek will definitely baby his baby lol. Especially be overprotective! It's gonna be a struggle for him, and I'm not sure how I plan on doing it quite yet. But the baby is his and he's the alpha, but as you can see by the end of this chapter Halden is NOT happy with derek at the moment. So it's gonna be a struggle for him with her being more on Scott's side for a bit - since now she really understands what has been going through her brothers head. if that makes sense? lol Derek and Halden will get back to their cute fluffy moments, but it's gonna take some work on both their ends! Don't worry - it's coming I promise, it's just gonna be a slow burn :p
MaxineHale: yeah she is taking it pretty well! my thing is, Halden's a very passive person by nature. I figured her reaction would be different in a different setting, but there's a bigger threat than her lover being a werewolf at the moment haha! at least in the previous chapter.
Lexxi: For your question on Halden's reaction towards Scott, it's going to bring them closer together now that she found out he is a werewolf. Their relationship will grow now that there isn't this huge secret hanging over their head.
Guest: Derek does hold in a lot of anger regarding Halden being hurt, but you'll learn why he acts the way he does in future chapters!
Is this beating Halden taken going to have an effect on the baby? Does she have miscarriage not knowing she's pregnant and then her and Derek obviously make up and then she gets pregnant again or something? After she's already been bitten?
Halden's baby will be fine! She is going to go through some shit that are very troubling and very concerning with her pregnancy. But the baby isn't human… it's got those werewolf genes, which end up working in her favor. So, no it won't be anything bad for the baby.
Guest: Will her scent change be more of Derek's scent mixing in with her?
Eventually Halden's scent will change when involved with Derek & the baby.
LOL about Stiles reacting that way to Halden. I can see it haha, maybe he will!
RenTenTen: THANKS for your multiple reviews! I really hope my story continues on strong. Personally I love this story and I love what I've written so far. Even if at times Halden can be angsty and Scott's a butt and Derek's a poop. Derek def. would be the one to buy her some nice bras (front clasped ones) haha! I know she didn't get a punch in, but hopefully the bite she gave her satisfied some of your primal need for revenge! hahaha
THE END of season one! Now onto season TWO :)
So. Some things I wanted to warn you guys for future chapters in season 2 & 3. I haven't gotten as far as 3 yet, but 2 will end up being different than the show in some aspects. Not sure if you guys will like it or not, but I'm not worried about it. It's necessary for the story and I like it the way I've written it! There were be changes to the plot, different reactions from characters, and some things omitted from the original plot line if I just don't care for it. I just wanted to let you guys know that I am aware of this and it is a thing I'm doing because I want to. lol.