Author's Note: OHMYGOSH so I just got done marathoning this chapter for like 2 and 1/2 hours which is probably the fastest I've ever written but that was because THIS CHAPTER IS ONE OF MY FAVORITES. I hope it turns out to be one of yours too! Sorry again for the wait, I am truly doing my best trying to juggle work, college, and a social life. ENJOY! Also, the song is "Chains" by Nick Jonas!

Avery

"No, no, no, definitely not." Isaac says as he looks me up and down. Erica, from her spot lounging on my bed, looks up and snorts out a laugh as she looks at me.

"What? What's wrong with it?" I ask, looking down at the green dress I have on. It's loose and comfortable. The dress ends just about mid-thigh, the neckline is low cut, but not too low, and the back is nice and open.

"Have you ever been to a club before?" Erica asks, probably in a rhetorical fashion. I answer her anyway.

"…..no." I say, trying to ignore the obvious humor she finds in the situation.

"To be fair, Erica," Isaac calls from my bathroom as he looks it over, "you always look like you're going to the club." He finishes with a quick smile in her direction as he steps out of my bathroom. Erica just shrugs, satisfied with his assessment.

"Do you have anything black?" Isaac asks

"And tight?" Erica adds.

"And short?" Isaac finishes.

"Yeah, um, not really." I say.

"Do you have any leggings, or preferably tights?" Erica asks.

"Nope." I say plainly.

"Ugh, you're boring." Erica says bluntly. She gets up and pushes past me and into my closet. "Oh my god this all looks like you're on your way to eat lunch on a golf course." I bite my tongue. "Actually…wait." Erica pulls a deep blue dress off the rack and walks out with it.

It's basically a bodycon deep blue turtle neck dress that's been in my closet for two years without being worn once. "And that doesn't seem too prude-ish for you?" I ask her.

"Oh it definitely needs work. We're going to cut the fuck out of this neckline." I sigh and agree.

I nod for a second but then realize that Erica hasn't been openly hostile towards me for a while now. "Wait, why are you helping me?" I ask her.

Her lip curls at the side and her eyebrows shoot up as if she's stating the obvious: "Because I can't be seen with someone who looks like they're on their way to meet their parents at brunch." I look down at the loose green dress and decide that if I was wearing a pair of cork wedges and a designer bag, she'd be right.

A Couple Hours Later

Derek

I pull up in the driveway and put my car in park just behind Avery's Hummer. Boyd gets out of the passenger seat and follows me towards the front door. "Isaac?" I say in a normal tone, knowing he'd hear me.

"Yeah, I'm coming." I open the door and see Isaac on his way down the stairs. "They're almost done." He says as he reaches the bottom of the stairs and heads towards the kitchen, "I'm starving." I look up towards Avery's room and see Erica begin down the stairs wearing her usual tight clothing and dark makeup.

I follow Isaac through the house but opt to sit on the couch and wait till Avery comes down. I rub my forehead and lay back against the couch, closing my eyes as Isaac attempts at raiding Avery's empty pantry and fairly empty freezer. Once this is done I'll finally be able to fully focus on tracking the alpha, and if Avery recovers her memory then she may be able to help make that all the easier, depending on whether or not she got a good look at him.

Erica comes into the living room and leans against the wall, and she begins her usual mocking of Isaac, who complains about Avery not having anything decent to eat.

"So I guess we're taking my car," I hear Avery say from the doorway, I look up and freeze in place, "cuz I don't think we're all going to fit into your car." Her hair is down in loose waves, as if it's cascading down her shoulders. Her eye shadow is different shades of brown and gold, accenting her tanned skin and contrasting the blue of her eyes perfectly. Her lips are full and covered in a peachy pink, once again contrasting her darker skin and making her look flawless.

I look her up and down, taking in her attire. She wears a pair of black high heeled boots that come up to her ankle. She wears a ripped up pair of fishnets that I assume are Erica's, and a deep blue skin tight dress that makes her blue eyes practically burn through me. To top it all off, her breasts are practically bulging out of the low, low neckline of the dress, and the sight practically makes me growl when Isaac and Boyd enter the room and Boyd looks her over.

Realizing that she is still waiting for a reply, I clear my throat and push myself off of the couch. "Yeah, we're taking yours." I brush past her, forcing myself not to look back at her ass as I pass her.

"I'm driving!" She calls after me as they all follow.

"You don't know where we're going." I call back as I come to a stop just in front of her car. Erica, Isaac, and Boyd all crowd into the backseat, bickering about who has to sit in the middle. I fight to keep my eyes from taking in the sight of her again.

"You seem distracted," she says smugly, knowing that she is the cause, "alright, you drive." She gave me a wink before she brushed by me, leaving me with a wind of her delicious scent. I feel my canines begging to sink into her.

I shake my head once and roll my shoulders, trying to get control back. I get into the car and try my best to keep my gaze on the road as we set off for Blackmore.

Not even one minute into the drive Avery puts the windows down, sending her hair flying everywhere, but more importantly her scent. My teeth try to escape their sheathes once again. She turns the music up louder, causing Isaac to start singing along like a fool.

"With her wine-stained lips, yeah she's nothing but trouble
Cold to the touch but she's warm as a devil
I gave all my heart but she won't heal my soul
She tasted a break and I can't get more

You got me in chains, you got me in chains for your love
But, I wouldn't change, no I wouldn't change this love
You got me chains, you got me in chains for your love
But, I wouldn't change, no I wouldn't change this love

Tryin'a break the chains but the chains only break me"

I practically growl at the lyrics and almost reach over to turn the music off, but my eyes catch sight of Avery crossing and uncrossing her fishnet-clad legs. Her muscular legs are somehow emphasized by the netting. My gaze lingers too long and every muscle in my body goes rigid.

I look up and see her eyes on me, her lips barely curled at the ends.

"Alone in the night 'til she knocks on my door
Oh no, wasted again but I can't say no
Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong
Baby tell me why, why you do, do me wrong
Gave you my heart but you took my soul

You got me in chains you got me in chains for your love
But, I wouldn't change, no I wouldn't change this love
You got me chains, you got me in chains for your love
But, I wouldn't change ,no I wouldn't change this love

Tryin'a break the chains but the chains only break me."

Avery

"Are we there yet?" I ask. "It's been like an hour and a half, we're not even in Beacon anymore. Is this even your territory?"

"It's a crossroads. This is no one's territory." Derek answers briefly. "We'll be there in 3…2…1." He turns off the main road and into the parking lot of a tiny bar. The purple neon sign reads "Blackmore."

"This is it?" I ask as he pulls into a parking space in the crowded parking lot.

"Just wait till you're inside." Isaac says.

We all get out and approach the bar Derek quickly takes the lead, leaving me to lead up the rear. "When you get to the bouncer, show your eyes." Boyd says to me.

I nod slightly. I'm definitely confused, but don't want to make a big thing out of it. Flashing my clearly not human eyes to a human seems like a bad plan.

Derek steps up to the massive bouncer and his eyes go blood red. The bouncer nods and Derek slips into the club. Instead of a door, there hangs dozens of thin strips of red velvet. Isaac, Erica and Boyd all follow suit, and I do the same. The massive man nods for me to enter after I show my eyes, and my level on confusion only grows.

That is, until I step inside.

The inside is enormous. The ceiling is so high it feels like I'm in a cathedral. The place is dark, the only light coming from the constantly color-changing dance floor in the center of the place. There's a second level where people are looking down over the railing. The place is absolutely stuffed to the brim with people.

And every single one of them either has glowing eyes or some kind of animalistic feature on them.

I see a couple red eyes; alphas. Crowded around the alphas are gold betas, and icy blue eyes. What did the blue ones mean? Were those not werewolves?

Others have purple eyes, and burning orange ones. Few have what seems like translucent skin. This place is a supernatural hot spot.

Once I realize this, I bring out my eyes and follow my pack through the crowd. Once we reach one of the tables lining the perimeter of the club we stop and Derek seems to be looking for something. His blood red eyes lock onto something in one of the distant booths that are in the far back corners of the place.

"Stay here; try not to get yourselves killed." He says to us as he heads towards whatever his eyes locked onto.

I barely hear him over the booming music, which is a strange form of electronic dance music. Erica immediately pulls Boyd out onto the dance floor and we quickly lose sight of them. "Are you okay?" Isaac asks me.

I nod, "Yeah, yeah, you should go dance!" I try to yell over the music.

"Are you sure?" He asks "I can stay if you want!"

"Yeah, no, go ahead!" I say, trying to keep my eyes on Derek as he moves through the crowd towards a woman in the farthest booth with glowing purple eyes.

Isaac nods and wades though the people to find Erica and Boyd, and I keep my eyes locked onto Derek as he slips into the circular booth right beside the woman, who greets him with a kiss.

On the lips.

Derek

"Darling, it's been too long." Zira says in her usual purr. She leans in and kisses me. She tastes just the same as she always has; like lilac and vanilla.

Something in my gut stirs uneasily at the kiss, something that's never happened before.

I push it from my mind. "So, what brings you crawling back to me now?" she asks as she brushes a blood red curl from her face and tucks it back up into her updo.

"I need witch's root." I answer bluntly.

Zira lets out a snort as she takes a sip of her drink. "Who are you trying to raise from the dead? I trust you remember from our last discussion that the body must be in one piece, at the very least. Your sister cannot be revived."

"It doesn't matter who I'm trying to raise. Can you help me or not?" Zira looks me over with her purple eyes.

"Sure, I can help. Are you doing a permanent raising or a temporary one?"

"Temporary."

"Then darling you want oak cloves, not witch's root. With witch's root they'll be up and walking for the rest of their normal life span."

"How long will they be up with oak cloves?"

"Depends, could be a day, could be as much as a week." I grind my teeth at the thought.

Zira reaches over and places her hand on my leg, "I have some in the back room," she nods towards the heavy door just in front of the booth on the wall, "I can give it to you right now." She licks her lips, "Come with me, won't you?"

She slips out of the booth and holds her slender hand out to me. I take it and let her lead me into the back room. With every step, my legs feel heavier and heavier.

Avery

I watch Derek and the beautiful woman slip through the doorway, her leading him by the hand and playing the part of the seductress perfectly.

I stare at the door, my gaze hollow and empty. I expect myself to wolf out any second, but I don't. I don't feel angry, I don't feel sad. I feel empty.

Something had changed that night when he said goodnight and left me in my room, completely untouched. Something had changed, and I couldn't figure it out.

So that was him ending it, calling it off.

And now he's in that back room fucking her. She was certainly beautiful, though I'm not really sure what the fuck she is, she's lovely. In her black velvet top and leather pants she seems to be the epitome of dark supernatural lust.

I snap out of my daze to see a man with icy blue eyes walking towards me, a smirk on his handsome face.

I feel the wolf in me stir, reveling in the lusty look of the stranger approaching. I feel my canines protruding through my gums as the echo of a primal instinct begins to take hold, pulling me towards him.

If Derek can have fun tonight, then so will I.

Derek

As soon as she shuts the door behind me, Zira pushes me against the wall, her lips on mine before I could even take a breath. Her hands force my leather jacket off my shoulder and she immediately jumps and latches her legs around my hips. I catch her and hold her there as she kisses and nips at my neck.

I stare up at the ceiling as I feel her hot mouth sucking at my skin. Is this cheating? Avery and I never made anything official, so it can't be.

But I would rip apart anyone before I let them sleep with her. So wouldn't she feel the same?

My stomach churns uneasily worse than before. She feels wrong. Her body feels wrong against mine, like a puzzle piece that doesn't fit. I try to hold it in, but a gag forces itself out of my throat. Zira immediately stops and looks down at me with analytical eyes.

I gag again and I set her down as I gag again, and again, and again. "Ohhhh, this is rich." She says as she watches me.

"What the-" I gag again, "fuck did you do?!"

Zira laughs, "Me? I did nothing. This is something else. Something I thought would never happen to you. You're imprinting. You've found a mate haven't you? Was it the blonde you came in with? The brunette? Neither? Please tell me you haven't fallen for another Mundie; that always ends poorly."

I take a few deep breaths and feel myself regaining control. "What was that?"

"Has no one given you the talk? You've found a mate."

I lean against the wall and run a hand over my face, "So, what? I can't have sex with anyone besides..?" Avery.

Zira gives a disappointed look, "Well that's not a very romantic question, is it? You will, after you've imprinted. It's a defense mechanism, in a way. You wolves imprint on one true mate, you can have sex with anyone you like afterwards, but when you're imprinting you're theirs. It's a way to keep you from getting confused. Your inner wolf won't let you couple with anyone else. I swear; this is why you should've kept me around. A witch comes in handy sometimes."

I stare up at the ceiling, absorbing her words. "What was it you needed? Oak cloves?" Zira walked to a far shelf where all her alchemy ingredients were stored and plucked a jar off the shelf. "The really interesting thing is that only alphas imprint. So your girl won't be feeling any of this. So I suggest you lock her down quickly. I once knew a wolf whose 'mate' left him for some Mundie before he was done imprinting. Poor bastard couldn't even touch a woman without throwing up. And that was for the rest of his life." She walks back and hands it to me with a smirk on her face.

"You seem entertained by this." I say, grabbing my jacket from the ground.

"I am." She says smugly. "When you live this long, nothing else quite entertains like the games of the heart, especially other people's hearts." I nod once as I slip my jacket back on and put the jar into my pocket.

I turn to leave and pause, "How do I…finish imprinting?"

"Trust me when I say that you'll figure it out. Some things come naturally." I nod.

"Thank you." I say as I pull the door open.

"Be seein' ya." She says. I step out into the booming club and scan the place where I left my pack. Finding no sign of any of them, I look out through the dance floor.

Avery

"Care for a dance?" the man asks, the lights glint off of his white canines. Numbly, I take his hand and let him lead me onto the dance floor. As soon as we reach the middle he lets spins me around and pulls me against him. I feel his body against my back and it feels…bad.

I close my eyes and pretend its Derek behind me, grabbing my hips and holding me against him. I pretend he's here with me and not in some closet with a beautiful woman who he kissed on the lips. Hot breath pours over my neck as the music slows down a bit and he pulls me harder against his hips.

I see Erica through the crowd, her eyes are on me and a smile plays at her lips as Boyd bites at her neck. Everything in me is numb, and I feel my teeth and claws come out as I move against the man behind me. Derek.

Derek

There, in the middle of everything, I spot Avery dancing against a blue eyed beta. Before I even notice myself moving I'm pushing through the dance floor filled with betas. None of them challenge me as I push through them.

When I reach them I let out a growl that even I don't recognize. I grab him by his neck and throw him down on the ground I lean over him and roar into his face. I watch as his canines shrink into gums and his eyes return to a muggy brown.

I stand back up to find the entire floor of betas staring, though they quickly turn their gaze when I look around at them. Not one alpha in the dark corners of the room makes a move to defend the beta.

Avery's golden eyes are wide, but she seems receptive to the message I sent. I turn and walk towards the shadows of the far wall, knowing that she's following me.

When we reach the isolated wall she leans back against the wall and I stand in front of her. "What the fuck are you doing?"

"What the fuck were you doing?" she spits back. "What the fuck are we, Derek? Are we dating? Are we just fuck buddies? I mean what the fuck are we?"

I grind my teeth together and punch the wall beside her head, "We are more than fucking fuck buddies." I growl. "You're mine."

She shakes her head, "Only if you're mine too." She spits back.

My teeth ache to sink into her.

"Trust me when I say that you'll figure it out. Some things come naturally."

I lean down and crush my lips against hers, giving into my instincts and letting go. She kisses back with an equal force. I grab her under her ass and lift her up, pushing her against the wall. I can't help but notice how perfect she feels in my arms. Her weight is perfect, her curves fit against me like we were built together, but somehow got separated.

My instincts completely take over, and my hands push her dress up around her hips, just low enough to keep her from being exposed. I push her thong to the side. She fumbles at my belt and jeans but she has me out in a matter of seconds.

I push myself into her in one thrust and she moans. Her golden eyes flare up brighter than before. My canines throb worse than before and I sink them into her neck as I thrust into her repeatedly.

The music booms all around us, disguising any sounds we make, and the shadows keep us mostly hidden, and even if they didn't we were beyond caring at this point.

I don't last long, she's too hot and tight for me to last long, and we don't have the time for it anyway. I finish deep inside her, deep enough that it'll still be seeping out of her tomorrow.

I finally release my bite from her neck, and for a moment, I see her eyes flare up red before the red circles in her eyes and slowly fades away, leaving her familiar golden gaze staring back at me in a lustful daze.

The bodies sway back and forth everywhere in the club, but we keep perfectly still, neither one of us knowing how to respond to what just happened. And neither one of us wanting whatever it was to end.

Author's Note: SO? Please tell me you love it. I love it. I love Averek.

Anyway I forgot to respond to one comment from a couple chapters ago from OnlyTeenWolf, yes I will definitely answer ANY and ALL questions readers may have at the end of the story! I will not leave you questioning! Also I will explain the dreams if you want! Probably not in the story but in author's notes!

Also, I would just like to say thank you to everyone for all the support! I was just reading over old comments and you all are so so nice! It makes me really happy that people enjoy my writing/are so eager to read it! It is an absolute pleasure to write for you all! Thank you for everything!

Yeah also I'm dead tired after writing this so goodnight for 10 years zzzzzzzzzzzz