I love you, Im sorry - Derek Hale

10

The tension in Beacon Hills was palpable. It wasn't just the looming threat of the Kanima anymore, but the unknown figure pulling the strings—its master, whose identity was still a mystery. The pack, together with the Argents, had spent days piecing together fragments of information, but each lead seemed to only deepen the mystery. Still, they had no choice but to act. The Kanima was only the beginning, and they had to stop it before it tore the town apart.

The night was thick with fog as they gathered at the Hale house. Derek, Scott, Vivian, and the rest of the pack stood around the table in the center of the room, the weight of their shared mission heavy in the air. Their faces were grim, but there was something else there now—resolve. They had come a long way since the beginning, when secrets and mistrust had kept them apart. Now, they were a unified force, and they were ready to face the Kanima's master.

"We need to be ready for anything," Scott said, his voice carrying an edge of command that had grown stronger since he'd accepted his role as the alpha of his pack. "The Kanima isn't working alone. Whoever's controlling it is using it as a weapon. We can't let them get any closer to Alexis."

Derek's gaze was hard, his eyes scanning the room. Despite his dark past and the lingering shadows of his previous betrayals, there was no hesitation now. "We'll protect her. No matter what."

Vivian's jaw clenched as she listened. She had spent years protecting Alexis from the chaos of their world, but now the stakes were higher than ever. She could feel the weight of everything that had happened—the betrayals, the distance between her and Derek, the way her family had been torn apart—and yet, in this moment, with her daughter's safety on the line, all of it seemed to fade into the background.

"Let's make sure we do this together," Vivian added, meeting Derek's eyes. For the first time in a long time, there was something more than just the tension of their history. There was trust.

They knew the Kanima was only the first of many obstacles. Whoever controlled it was far from the typical werewolf—this was something darker, something more dangerous. But they weren't alone. The Argents, despite their complicated history with Derek, stood alongside them, ready to fight. Chris Argent, though hardened by years of hunting supernatural creatures, had finally come to see that his daughter's safety came above all else, even if it meant setting aside old grievances.

The night was approaching quickly, and the air seemed to vibrate with the power of the pack as they prepared for battle. Together, they made their way into the woods, every step calculated, every move measured. The tension hung heavy in the air, but there was an underlying feeling of unity that none of them had expected—an alliance that had been forged not just in necessity, but in understanding.

"Stay close," Derek warned as they neared their destination, his voice low but urgent. "This isn't over yet."

Vivian felt the hair on the back of her neck rise as they closed in on the location. They were walking into the unknown, and with every step, the danger grew more real. But she wasn't afraid—not anymore. Not with Derek at her side. Not with Scott, Alexis, and the Argents backing them.

As the trees parted, the Kanima appeared before them, its glowing eyes full of rage. And behind it, the master stood in the shadows, a figure cloaked in darkness, its presence heavy with malice. It didn't take long for them to realize: this was no ordinary adversary.

The battle was swift and brutal, each member of the pack playing their part. Derek's strength was unmatched, Vivian's agility sharp and precise, and Scott's leadership steeled the group. But it was the combined force of their unity that turned the tide. For the first time, all their differences—whether it was between werewolves and hunters, between family members torn by old wounds—melted away in the heat of the fight.

It was Vivian who delivered the final blow, her quick thinking and instincts guiding her to neutralize the Kanima's master. With one swift motion, the threat was over, but the aftermath left them all breathless, knowing that the battle was just one victory in a much larger war.