Bloom Moon Book 2

Chapter 8

Hey, how's everyone doing?? Sorry for the late chapter, I've been really busy those days, I've been looking for a job ever seen I left the other, and guess what I have found one and I will start when I come back from my holiday. I'm so excited to goon holiday and to start work. Have a good day and an amazing half term everyone and please don't forget to read and like my books thank you:)

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Derek's P.O.V.
I lifted my head slightly and frowned, hearing a heartbeat increase in speed suddenly. I listened for a few moments before locating it as Steph's as it was coming from our room. I dropped what I was doing and ran up the basement stairs and into the house.  I heard a scream and quickened my pace upstairs to our room.
"Derek, Steph's having a nightmare! I think it's a violent one." Isaac said, just coming out his bedroom. I nodded and pushed the door open, striding into the room with Isaac trailing behind me.
I hurried over as I saw Steph thrashing around in the bed, screaming and looking like she was trying to escape something. I sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed her wrists, preventing her from hurting herself. She screamed again, her voice sounding hoarser than before due to the level she was screeching.
"Steph." I said, trying to hold her still. "Steph, wake up. It's me, it's just me." I pulled her upright just as her eyes flew open, darting around the room in fright before landing on me. Tears welled up in her ocean coloured eyes and fell down her cheeks in small streams. I pulled her to me and held her as she cried into my shoulder. "It's just a dream." I said quietly, moving her hair away from her face before rubbing her back soothingly.
"I-it felt so r-real!" she cried, shaking as her hands fisted into my shirt. I started rocking her gently to calm her.
"Isaac, could you turn the light on so she can see?" I asked. The main light of the room flicked on and I motioned Isaac over. He shuffled closer and stood beside the bed on the other side to me. "Sit on the bed, we're staying close to her tonight; both of us."
He nodded and climbed onto the bed as I carefully pried Steph off me and looked at her; my face softening as I looked down at her sad face. I stroked her cheeks before laying her back down in the middle of the bed with Isaac on her left side. I let her go and she immediately grabbed Isaac. I turned the light off and went back over, kicking my shoes off along the way as well as pulling my shirt off, getting in on her right side. Isaac and I shuffled closer to her and made sure she was securely enclosed between us before she eventually settled down. I watched as both of them fell asleep before relaxing and drifting to sleep myself.
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I woke up to find the room lit up by sunlight coming through the window and looked down to see Steph was half on the bed and half on me. I smiled and moved a piece of hair off her face, making her nose twitch which in turn made my smile widen at how cute she was. I noticed Isaac was curled up pressed against Steph's back and watched as he slowly woke himself up. He stretched and rubbed his eyes before looking at me.
"What do you think she was dreaming about last night?" he asked quietly. I sighed softly.
"It could have been a number of things."
"Is her dad still here?"
"He's chained in the cage in the basement. I don't know if he's unconscious still." I replied. He nodded and looked at Steph.
"She's been good to me. I don't want her having nightmares like I do." He picked up a strand of her hair and began playing with it, making me smile; he really was like a small puppy. "What?" he asked.
"She's good to everyone that she believes deserves it. She puts others before herself; she once stayed awake for three whole days just to make sure I was okay and encouraged me that I had control of being the Alpha when I first changed." I smiled softly at the memory of the small autumn colour haired girl sitting beside me as I fought to control the wolf in me a few days after killing my uncle and gaining the power myself. She never left my side and just continuously ran her fingers through my hair to keep me calm, knowing she was near and not going anywhere.
"She's like a mother to me. I don't remember my own, dad never told me about her. I don't know if she died or just left us. Steph treats me kindly, that's why I'm clingy to her." Isaac said quietly.
"I think everyone's clingy with her. No one dislikes her; even Erica took a shine to her when Steph gave her a second chance." I smiled at the small girl curled between us. Steph made a soft noise and rolled so she was on her back, her fingers grabbing my arm and Isaac's shirt. "She is like the mother of the pack; always making sure everyone's okay."
"Have you seen her yell at Jackson?" I shook my head. "It's funny; he actually looks ashamed when she scolds him. And she always hits Stiles' hands away from the pan when she's cooking."
"That I've seen." I chuckled. "Damn boy can't keep his hands to himself." Steph's arm flew sideways and hit me across the stomach. "Excuse you missy." I stated, looking down at the half awake girl. She squinted one of her eyes open.
"Stop talking about me. And don't insult Stiles' cuteness." She grumbled, trying to wake herself up properly. She groaned and stretched, nearly hitting Isaac and me in the face with her hands.
"Good morning." Isaac said. She smiled and ruffled his hair before turning her head to look at me.
"Morning beautiful." I smiled. Her cheeks turned pink and she pinched my cheek lightly.
"Sorry for waking you up last night. I haven't had one of those dreams in a while." She cringed.
"I was still awake, so don't worry about me." I informed her.
"What was it about?" Isaac asked softly. She looked straight up at the ceiling and her eyes turned distant.
"It was when my father killed my older siblings. He tore my sister apart and my brother jumped in front of me to protect me; but our father slit his throat and he fell back on me. I couldn't get out from under him and I could feel his blood soaking into my clothes and covering me; then my dad was coming towards me but the police showed up and he had to run, leaving me there to be found under my dead brother with pieces of my sister around us." She whispered. "But I thought I had avenged them all by killing him two years ago; now he's back and I don't know what to do."
"We'll think of something." Isaac said. I nodded and turned on my side, curling my body closer to the other two in the bed; them doing the same.
End Derek's P.O.V.