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Waking up in a daze I started coughing as my oxygen was being cut off, reaching up I felt my fingers wrap around a rope before pulling myself up allowing me to breath clearly. Looking around it didn't take a genius to realize I was hanging by my wrist in what looked like an abandoned warehouse.
"Where am I?"
Looking around I twisted my body to look behind me, and spotted some old machinery.
"The old distillery? What the hell?"
Closing my eyes I focused on letting my claws extend as I easily cut myself free, landing on the ground I hissed as my wrist started to heal. Rolling my shoulders I took two steps before I was stopped by something. Looking down I quickly realized I was surrounded by mountain ash.
"Oh come on."
Taking a seat I realized I was just going to have to wait it out and pray I didn't starve to death.
(Derek's P.O.V.)
Just when I thought I had control of the situation my world shifted. Boyd was dead, his powers coursed through my veins from where my claws had taken his life from him. My mate, my life, she was gone. She didn't run away, I would've been able to sense where she was. But it was like she didn't exists anymore.
"Quit sulking."
I didn't even glance at my uncle as he leaned against the doorway.
"I know Destiny missing and Boyd's death are bothering you, but you have a pack that needs an alpha. Destiny isn't dead; if she were you would be too. We both know that."
I sighed and stood up, feeling my body shaking as my wolf whined and howled in pain.
"I shouldn't have let her leave."
My voice shook as well as my shoulders.
"If she had stayed she might be dead instead of Boyd. Kali got the jump on you Derek, don't let her get to you again."
I turned and looked at him, knowing my face gave everything away as the older wolf sighed and approached me. Raising his hand he placed it on my shoulder and squeezed it in comfort.
"Where ever she is, she wouldn't want you to be sulking like this, it isn't becoming of an alpha."
I growled and forced my cold mask back into place, Peter smirked and nodded.
"That's better. Go look for your mate, I have a feeling Stiles is going to be here any minute."
I raised an eyebrow before his scent hit me, nodding I walked out of my loft and to my car, following the path she would have taken to get to the grocery store. Her car had been found yesterday, the sheriff was livid, but he didn't act like he was suspecting me. Pulling to a stop where they had found her car, it had crashed head on into an on coming vehicle. Thankfully the man driving the other car walked away with minimal injuries. Stepping out I sniffed the air, her scent was long gone, and I was at a complete lost on where to look. With a heavy sigh I climbed back into my car and drove to the man I didn't want to ask help from, but it seemed unavoidable.
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