Derek's POV
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[ Just before the crash ]
My ears peek up as I hear the crunch of tires pull onto my road, I slide out from under the sink to look out the newly replaced window.
"Stiles." I whisper, my lips twitching at the corners.
I can hear his erratic heartbeat now, and I start running towards the sound of breaking branches and the squeal of tires trying to brake, when a loud boom erupts throughout the forest as the jeep makes contact with a tree.
"Out for a midnight stroll, nephew?" Peter voices from behind me, and I spin, grabbing for his throat and pinning him to the side if my camaro.
" Stay away from me." I threaten, resisting the urge to snap his neck, so I can have enough time to save Stiles before the asshole wakes up.
Now that I think about it...
Before I can't move, I feel a sharp jab in my chest, and my eyes fall closed as he laughs.
"Wolfsbane." He snickers. "Your favorite."
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Peters POV
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I drag Derek over to the crash sight, abandoning him at the side of the forest, but not before taking his phone from his jacket pocket.
I kneel by the overturned car, yanking out Derek's mate by the hoodie, not caring when the shards of glass scratched his skin.
No heartbeat.
I dial 911.
"911 What's your emergency?"
"Yes, this is Peter Hale. A car crashed outside my estates and I checked for a pulse but didn't find one."
" Can you describe to me what the vehicle looks like?"
"Yes, it's a dark blue jeep with the license plate 6 - Q - G - M - 3 - 8 - 7 and there is only one passenger. I think it's the sheriffs son." I say smirking.
"Ok, officers are on the way. Please stay on the line so we can collect the rest of your information."
I don't think so.
I glance over at my nephew, who's now slightly awake and growling at me.
" Don't you touch him."
I kick the boy in the side harshly. "Oops."
"Don't worry, dead people can't feel a thing."
But Derek just gasps, then smiles.
I give him a confused look. " Why do you look so gleeful? Your entire world just collapsed around you! You are going to suffer until you shrivel up and die without your mate." I gesture to the dead body behind me, but he's gone.
A voice speaks from the other side of me.
" Can someone kill him again please?"
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