Eight

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He held me still as I shook. "Did you really think we'd never meet?" He stroked my hair but I flinched away. "Shh" he made a soft gesture before pulling me back into his body.

I felt calm but I was sure I shouldn't  have been. After all he did try to make me kill my brother but I couldn't bring myself to pull away from his embrace.

I closed my eyes and relaxed into his body while he stroked my hair, saying "good girl" every now and then. I felt like I could fall asleep in his arms until I heard a growl.

I opened my eyes and jumped out of the way just as Derek lunged at us. Then I was pulled up into someone else's body.

"Stop killing people or I'll kill her!" I heard a voice yell from behind me then something sharp and cold pressed against my neck. A knife.

"You wouldn't kill her. You wouldn't kill one of your best friends" Peter stared behind me, fear shone through him. Peter Hale. Scared. Never would have thought.

"Oh really?" As soon as I recognised the voice the knife left a deep cut from one shoulder to the other. Allison. The cut. It wasn't healing. Why? I looked at the two Hales just as they lunged at us.

Sorry. I thought I put this out but I guess I didn't.

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