Bad meets Evil (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 16

"Honey I'm home.!!" I yelled casually  walking through the loft door.

"Your late." Derek said in a mono tone walking down the stairs.

I rolled my eyes. Well at least I showed  up.

"Sorry I'm late dear, traffic was hell." I said falling back on the couch throwing my feet on the table.

You see Derek asked me to meet at the loft first thing in the morning. In my head that means as soon as you wake up. I don't wake up til noon. So technically that's first thing in the morning for me. Like who wakes up at the ass crack of dawn anyway.

"So why am I here again.??" I questioned  flipping  my phone in my hand.

"When Isaac got captured by the Alpha's they took some memory from him." Derek explained.

"Oookaaay." I stated.

"The memory they took was of where they were keeping Boyd and Erica." He went on to explain.

Yea. Still doesn't  really explain why I'm  here, it's not like I can... Wait.

"You think I can retrieve his memory.!?!" I stated wide eyed.

"What you can't." Derek exclaimed.

"Uh no. Who told you I can."

"You did."

"No. You asked if I ever done it. Never if it was successful." I argued crossing my arms over my chest.

Derek let out a puff of air running a hand through his hair tugging at the roots. Well its not my fault you didn't clarify the question.

He turned and stomped up the stairs.

"Where you going.??" I asked

"To make a phone call." He growled not turning around.

Well then. I laid across the couch throwing my arm across my face. Pissy much.

"I don't like him." Isaac groaned pacing in front of the window.

"No one likes him." Derek stated not looking up from his book.

"I personally want him dead." I muttered casually scrolling through my phone.

"Why can't you or Raven do it.??" Isaac asked.

"I haven't been an alpha long enough to learn." Derek explained.

"How much do you value your life." I stated simply. He had a scared look on his face.

"You know Scott doesn't like him either and I personally trust Scott." Isaac continued to babble.

"Do you trust me.??" Derek questioned looking up.

"Not really." I muttered throwing my legs over the back of the couch.

"Well yea." Isaac stuttered. Which caused me to snort. That's a lie.

"Good." Derek stated ignoring my reaction.

Just then the loft door was pulled opened and in walked the devil himself Peter.

"Gentlemen and lady." He greeted sending me a wink. Which caused me to gag a little and roll my eyes.

"Now I know coming back to life had impaired some of my abilities so if you feel more comfortable saying however you feel directly to my face."

"We don't like you." Derek stated slamming his book shut.

"I wanna kill you." I said at the same time as Derek.

"Now shut up and help us." Derek continued getting up from his chair.