Chapter 1~Lone wolf, new wolf.~

Derek Hale was stuck. He'd just been tased, shot at, and run out of his house by hunters. He was now roaming the nearby forest, trying to figure out what to do next. His body tensed as he sensed another presence nearby. He knew it was another werewolf, he could smell the all too familiar scent of his kind wafting in the air behind him. Almost immediately his thoughts went to the alpha. Taking a step forward, he whirled around on his heel, fangs beared, ready to fight. He was caught dead in his tracks though. This wasn't the alpha, it was a woman. Jet black pin straight hair with bits of blonde peaking through it cascaded down to her shoulders like waterfalls. Behind the bangs that swept over the right side of her face were piercing green eyes. She was a medium height, with long legs and a nice sized bosom, which was covered by a black tank top. "Woah there champ cool your jets, I wasn't going to attack you," her voice came out cool and beautiful from her plump lips. Derek remained on his guard, he wasn't one hundred percent sure this wasn't a trap. "Who are you and what are you doing here," he growled, his voice gruff. The woman took a step forward, looking him over up and down. "Alright, I think i'll be ok to tell you since you are one of our kind. I'm Crystal. I'm trying to track down the alpha. You do know what an alpha is don't you," she asked with a slight chuckle. Derek would not take lightly to that jab. He grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt, pushing her against a nearby tree with force, but not enough force to actually hurt her. "What do you know about the alpha!" his voice was now demanding and angry. A smirk crossed her lips as she looked into his onyx eyes. "If I knew anything do you think I'd be here right now," she replied bluntly, giving him a shove forward so she could free herself from her pinned state. Derek's hands grew limp and dropped from her collar as he looked down slightly. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have came at you like that. I too am trying to track down the alpha, and I'm not having any luck so far." He took a step away from her when he said this. "It's alright um..." her voice faltered as she realized she hadn't gotten his name. "Derek. Derek Hale," he spoke up, starting off further away from her into the forest. "Wait, where are you going," she called, running up to him. "I don't know. I've been run out of my home by hunters." Crystal stared at him in shock. "Well, you could always bunk at my place for the time being," she offered with a smile. Derek shook his head at her. "I can't do that." he kept on walking a few more steps away from her. "Well where will you go then?" he turned to face her again, a frown plastered on his face. "I don't know..." his voice was submissive now, soft and sad. Crystal walked over to him and looked deep into his eyes. "Come with me. Please. I would hate to leave you here with no place to go." her eyes were pleading, and he soon found himself crushed under the weight of her stare. "Alright. Only until the coast is clear, then I'm going back home," he replied, waiting for her to lead him to her house. A smile crossed her lips as she turned and headed deep into the woods, Derek following close behind.

Crystal lead Derek to a nice gothic style house. Walking up the steps she opened the door with a light creak and stepped inside. "Come on in," she said, her tone inviting and sweet as she took a seat on her tan leather couch. Derek entered and took a seat beside her. "Thank you for this." he said looking over at her with thankful eyes. "You're welcome. I couldn't just leave you out there with no place to go. The pack has to look out for each other doesn't it?" He stared at her for a moment, trying to absorb her last sentence. He had always been alone, so the concept was new to him. "So do you know anything at all about the alpha," he ventured to ask after a moment of silence. "Just that he dwells in Beacon Hill somewhere. Maybe we should team up and look for him," she said. She herself had been alone a long time, and the thought of company actually made her happy. Derek looked up again, his eyes locking with hers almost instantly. "I work alone." his tone grew harsh and demeaning as the words escaped his lips, even though what he was saying was a lie. He was relying on a newly bit werewolf to help him track down the alpha and kill him. Crystal shook her head, and looked at her feet. "I just thought that maybe.." "You thought what? You thought we could team up and find the alpha? You thought you could actually help me find him?" His voice grew gruff and angry as his eyes flickered with rage for a moment, then a sigh escaped his lips. "I-I'm sorry, I'm just frustrated and..." Crystal stood up, interrupting his sentence with one of her own. "I get it, you don't want help. So be it. I wouldn't be much help anyways now would I," she growled, before turning away from him and heading up the stairs to her room. All Derek could hear was the slam of her bedroom door. Derek sighed. He knew he'd done wrong. It wasn't right of him to treat the woman who took him in like that. Getting up from his spot, he headed up the steps to her room. Knocking once, he slowly opened the door to find her laying face down on her bed. "Crystal...I'm really sorry." he sat down beside her on the mattress, his hand instinctively running up and down the small of her back. His touch made her shudder. Rolling over, she looked up into his dark eyes once more. Now that she had a moment, she got a better look at him. He was sitting there, shirtless and muscular. Dark cropped hair graced his head, and those dark eyes. She stared at those gorgeous dark eyes, a light flush covering her cheeks. "I shouldn't be treating you so horridly after you've been so kind as to take me in. Will you forgive me?" his voice was sincere, and she could tell he wasn't lying. "It's alright. I understand you're on edge because of all that's been happening to you," she replied, sitting up beside him. He couldn't help but smile at her. "Well I only have one bed, you'll have to sleep on the couch." her mind wandered a moment, almost wanting him to sleep in her bed with her. "That's fine," Derek answered her, getting up from the bed and heading to the door. "Goodnight Crystal," he said softly before heading back downstairs to the couch. Crystal fell back onto her bed on her back. Her heart pounded in her ear as she lay there, her hair cascading around her. Derek was so mean with her, but yet, he made her heart race all the same. Lifting her hand, her fingers were clawed. She took a breath and relaxed, it slowly going back to normal. She'd have to learn more about this Derek Hale.

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