Okay, here's what we've all been waiting for, the last chapter of the story! Sorry this is taking so long for me to write but it's the last chapter and I had to make it perfect! But I also made sure to have it done before my grade went on our bug field trip for half a week and I wouldn't be able to post. A chapter like the last one was a bit bard to follow but I think I managed. Thanks for all the reviews guys, you're all awesome! Alright, I'm having a sort of contest. I'm going to let you guys pick whether you want me to write this story in CPOV (Chloe's point of view) or the sequel. You'd leave your choice in your review and whichever story gets 30 votes first is the one I'm going to do. Can't wait to see which one you guys pick! My guess is that you'll want the sequel first. On with the story!

Disclaimer- I don't own Darkest Powers (but I'm working on it)

DPOV

Kissing Chloe was like nothing I'd ever experienced. The second my lips brushed against hers electricity shot through my body and the rest of the world seemed to disappear. All I could fell, smell, taste or think about was Chloe. Chloe, Chloe, Chloe! After ten years without seeing her and being tortured with horrible nightmares about her getting hurt- this was heaven. The world could've exploded right then and I wouldn't have noticed nor cared.

My lips were only pressed to Chloe's not nearly as long as I'd have liked. But after about two seconds I pulled back and heard the soft smack of the ending kiss. I pulled back and looked at her face- gauging her reaction.

To say she looked shocked was an understatement. Her face held shock and disbelief- but no disgust or anything else I'd thought might be there. Then I realized what I'd actually just done. I'd practically sexually assaulted her! I didn't have her permission, I didn't give her time to stop me, I'd let my hormones get the better of me. God, she probably hates me now. Can't say I would blame her, a girl like her would never want to be with a guy like me.

"Wh-what w-w-was th-that?" Big stutter, bad sign. If I remember anything about her from the old days-and I remember everything about her- it's that her stutter is the best emotion detector known to man.

I opened my mouth to answer but couldn't form any words. I didn't know what to say. What could I say?

I'm such an idiot! I wish I could take it back.

I don't. Not one bit.

What the hell? Oh, right, we kissed. Now my wolf will be more vocal. Its been there since I was twelve- officially, I got one word blips before then- but after kissing my mate, it'll have a lot more to say. Great, just freakin' great.

"Chloe I'm so- I didn't- what I mean to say is-"

"Guys, Dad wants us in the-" Simon stopped short when he noticed the awkward moment going on. He squinted and I could smell him become jealous. He can't honestly still have a crush on her after all these years and all those ex-girlfriends can he? "Am uh, I interrupting something?"

Yes!

I looked down at Chloe and saw her looking up at me with a face that said 'is he interrupting something?'

Part of me wanted to say yes just to make him go away and give me more alone time with my mate, but the other part- the bigger part- decided to say no so that I would have time to figure out what to say if Chloe confronted me about it. I opted for the bigger part.

"No." I swear I saw Chloes face fall at that but I must have imagined it- wishful thinking. "So what did Dad want?"

Simon looked between the two of us skeptically then shook his head like he was dismissing some ludicrous idea. "Uh, right, that. Dad and Andrew need us in the kitchen so they can explain the whole Chloe being here after ten years of not seeing her thing. Apparently this story has a very thick plot."

I nodded. "Right, let's go."

I headed towards the kitchen before either of them could stop me, forcing them to follow behind me. The kitchen was medium sized and had a white tiled floor with black cabinets and table where Dad, Andrew, and Tori were currently sitting. Dad and Andrew were talking animatedly about some stock they both invested in and Tori just sat there picking at her nails with a bored look on her face. I sat down in between Dad and Simon, next to Simon was Chloe-who looked a little disappointed- next to her was Andrew, and next to him was Tori.

Andrew cleared his throat and looked at all of us before his gaze rested on Chloe. "Are you sure you can sit here through the story?"

She looked nervous but reluctantly nodded her head. "M-maybe I should t-tell it."

Andrew seemed hesitant. "Are you sure?"

She bit her lip and nodded again. "Yeah it would pr-probably make more sense that w-way."

He looked her over, then sighed and flicked his hand as a motion for her to start.

She took a deep breath and looked down at the table before speaking. "W-well one day my D-Dad caught me t-talking to a ghost, so I was forced to tell him about being a n-ne-necromancer. That was about a m-month ago. S-Since he knew about my… ability, I didn't ignore sp-spirits when he was around anymore. At first he tr-tried to get me to talk to a th-therapist because he thought I was cr-crazy instead of a supernatural, but wh-when my Mom showed up-" she shut her eyes and took another deep breath before continuing-"and asked me to g-g-give him a message, he f-fl-flipped. That was ab-bout a two w-weeks ago."

She was close to tears now and found a new fascination in the table. My chest constricted and I ached to go over and comfort her. It physically hurt me to see my mate so upset, and I wanted nothing more than to make her feel better. Too bad my previous actions have complicated my ability to do that.

Again- stupid, stupid, stupid!

"H-He"-her voice wavered and her bottom lip trembled slightly-"couldn't believe that it was tr-true a-and when he g-got the message he got k-kinda depressed. That was about a w-w-week and a half ag-go. H-he f-f-finally c-couldn't take it anym-more that I-I c-could see her and h-he c-c-couldn't. H-h-h-he…"

Her tears fell freely down her face and her eyes were already turning blood-shot. Her shoulders shook and I was reminded of all the times I'd held her while she cried about her mothers' death. Wait mothers' death…

Oh, no.

Her father died.

Or, more likely, killed himself because he was jealous of Chloes' ability.

"Chloe, deep breaths, talk slowly. If it's too much you can leave and I'll tell the rest of the story," Andrew soothed, patting her shoulder sympathetically.

Chloe nodded and ran out of the room crying. I got up to follow her but was stopped by Dad placing a hand on my arm.

"Not now Derek, after Andrew finishes," he said, only loud enough for me to hear.

Not now? Not now! She's upset right now, so I need to help her right now! I'll be able to hear them talking in the kitchen so I'll get to hear the story-which I already figured out the ending to- and keep my mate from crying. I shook his arm off and raced after Chloe.

I followed her scent and the sound of her sobs to a room with baby blue door on the second floor. I hesitated at the door. What if she didn't want to talk about it? What if she didn't want to talk about it with me? I'd almost forgotten about her reaction to the unexpected kiss we shared in the living room before the whole talk started. I almost went back down to the kitchen, but when I heard her start crying harder and murmuring that it was all her fault, I suddenly didn't care.

I burst into the room without a second thought. Chloe sat on blue sheeted bed with her legs tucked up to her chest and her head between her knees. She didn't even hear me come in. I was about to go over to her and pick her up and place her in my lap just like when we were kids, but checked myself at the last moment.

"Chloe," I asked gently.

Her head snapped up and I nearly lost it right there. Her eyes were completely blood shot and her face was streaked with tears. She looked even more broken than when she'd told me about what happened in the hospital after her mother had died in the car crash.

Screw it, I thought. The wolf was growling at the sight of its mate being so upset.

She made a vain attempt at whipping her tears away, but more just flowed in their wake, filling up the paths she'd dried. "Wh-wh-what?"

"…are you okay?"

She didn't answer for a while, just stared at me, like she was debating on whether she should tell me the truth or not. I looked at her with pleading eyes, wanting her to trust me like she use to and tell me everything.

Finally, she slowly shook her head and started to put her head back in between her knees. But I was over there, picking her up and putting her in my lap, before she got the chance. She tensed for a second, then leaned into me, burying her head in the crook of my shoulder, crying her eyes out. I murmured sweet nothings in her ear and rubbed her back soothingly. After about twenty minutes of this, she ran out of tears and was using me for support, exhausted from crying so hard.

"I'm a t-t-terrible p-person," Chloe whispered.

I pulled back to look at her with a confused look on my face. "How on earth are you a terrible person?"

"It's m-my f-fault that he k-killed hims-self. If I h-had been more c-careful he w-w-wouldn't have found out and he w-wouldn't have k-killed himself."

Damn, she was using logic. But she can't blame this on herself, she couldn't hide it forever. It's not like Simon or Tori who can just go to normal school and not have to worry about their powers sneaking up on them. I always have my wolf but that's a helluva a lot easier than ignoring a ghost. It was inevitable, how he reacted was his fault not hers. So I told her that.

She nodded but didn't look like she completely believed that. We sat there in silence for a while before Chloe shifted in my lap to turn and face me. "C-can I ask you s-s-something?"

I smiled. "You just did."

She gave a small smile and a nervous laugh. Why was she nervous? "About what happened in the l-living-room…"

Her cheeks flamed and mine tinted a light shade of pink. She really wanted to talk about that now? "…you mean the kiss?" I asked, not really knowing what else to say.

If possible, she blushed harder. "Y-yeah…"

"I'm really sorry about that. I was just so happy to see you and I didn't mean to kiss you it just sort of happened, and I promise it won't happen again," I rambled, tripping over myself to apologize so that my mate wouldn't hate me forever. If Chloe hated me, I'm not sure what I'd do. But a part of me hoped that she would say it was okay and that she wanted it to happen again.

"Yeah, it's okay, I-I get it. I was h-happy to see you too," she said, sounding slightly disappointed- maybe even hurt. I noticed that she didn't say anything about it happening again, which could only mean she didn't want it to. The fact made me feel like someone had stabbed a knife through my chest, but I wouldn't let it show. If I was able to just be friends with her, I'd take it.

"Yeah," I said, some of my own disappointment sneaking into my tone. "We're still friends right?" I only realized how incredibly lame that sounded once I'd actually said it.

She gave a small smile. "Y-Yeah, friends."

A small rap on the door frame caught our attention and we looked up to see Dad standing there with a worried look on his face. "I came up here to make sure you were okay but uh…"

Chloe's face flushed and she scrambled off of my lap. "Y-Yeah, I'm f-fine now. S-Sorry about before."

He gave her a sympathetic smile. "I understand, but Andrew wants to see you."

She nodded, said thank you, and then retreated out of the room. I stood up from the bed and watched her retreating form make its way down the hall.

I let out a deep breath through my nose.

"So," Dad said, "just friends, huh?

It was even painful when he said it. But when Chloe had said it, she had the slightest hint of disappointment on her face, and that was enough to give me hope. Hope that somehow, someway, I would be able to make her fall for me just as hard as I've fallen for her. One way or another, I was getting my mate.

I shook my head. "Not for long."

Aren't I just terrible? First I have him help her with her mom's death, now he has to fix her after her father's suicide. Oh well, it gave me an excuse for Andrew to adopt her. Did I mention that Andrew adopted her? Oh well, I am now. Remember to review and leave your vote, I need to know which on you guys want first because I can't pick. I hope you guys liked the chapter and I'm really sorry that it took me so long. I love you all and hope you review! :D