Neriah Hale lost her family at the age of ten, leaving her in the town of Beacon Hills with no one but two boys and a secret that she'd spent her whole life hiding. But when one of the two boys gets bitten, she has to reveal her true self to help sa...
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"ARE you okay?" Scott asked me the next morning as we stood beside the front of the Jeep, waiting for officers to bring out Derek from my burnt family home.
"No," I admitted truthfully for the first time in months.
Nothing about this was okay, and it hurt more than I imagined.
I was starting to trust Derek, thinking he would actually care for me like family was supposed to.
But no.
He killed his sister, and no doubt, he was planning to kill me too.
"Do you want to talk about it?" my best friend asked, looking down at me.
Taking in a deep breath, I shook my head. "Not this time," I mumbled, standing up straighter when I saw Derek being escorted out of the house by an officer and Sheriff Stilinski. "Don't get involved," was all I said to him before storming toward Derek in anger.
"Wait, wait, wait, Riah!" Scott whisper-shouted, but didn't make a move to stop me.
Good, because I didn't want him to.
Derek's brows raised when he saw me, and a scowl captured his face.
By the time the officer and Sheriff Stilinski noticed me, it was too late.
I had thrown my arm forward, connecting my fist against his surprisingly hard jaw. "How could you?" I yelled, ignoring the other officers and Sheriff Stilinski rushing for me. "How could you do that to her?"
Derek opened and closed his mouth a few times, the sound of his jaw popping filling the air as Sheriff Stilinski grabbed my arm, pulling me back.
"You lied to me, Derek!" I shouted, not bothering to fight against the strong hold on my arm. "I thought I could trust you!"
"I didn't lie to you!" Derek snapped, still being held by the officer. "We're family, Neriah. You've got no other family but me. Don't forget that."
"I don't want you to ever come into my life again," I spat, flipping him off as Sheriff Stilinski pulled me further away.
"She's got a family," Mr. Stilinski said to Derek with a warning tone. "She's a part of my family."
I snapped my eyes up to him, not believing he just said that, as he pulled me toward the other side of the house.
Mr. Stilinski just told Derek and everyone in hearing range that I was part of his family.
"What's gotten into you, kid?" he asked me in a stern tone of voice, stopping us near the front of the house. "You can't just hit anyone like that. Especially not in front of my officers."
"I know her," I bit out, taking a step back as he let go of me. "I know who he killed."
To say he looked baffled was an understatement. "You know her? Who is she?"
