An Uneasy Accord

Chapter 54 - Are You INSANE?!!?

The dream haunted, no tormented Derek.

He had thrashed about while drowning in a pool of his own sweat while the cruel hand of time continued robbing him of precious rest.

The corridors were vacant, void of anyone or anything living. The only sounds were from the thunder of his footfalls as Derek rushed from room to room.

"Brooklyn!"

His heart was pounding in his throat as he couldn't pick up a single breath or heartbeat. The darkness shrouded any dangers but those were the least of his worries. Where was she? Why wasn't she calling out to him? He battled back the surging panic but felt it becoming a futile effort. He reached the triage but discovered only an empty coldness that ripped the warmth from his body.

"Brooklyn!"

His head darted in the next door, finding an empty bed. The next one, the one after that, and then the one after that were all the same: nothing.

"Aw," a feminine voice broke the heavy silence. "What's the matter Sweetie? Can't find your girlfriend?"

Derek's face morphed into a fiery mask of cold rage and hatred as Kate sauntered out in the hall. She was clad in tight dark jeans with a tank top that was one size too snug with a denim jacket to compliment the trampy ensemble.

"Where is she?" The werewolf lowered his head revealing the electric blue rings pulsing within the pearl colored whites.

"What's your rush? I thought we could catch up on old times…You know…..the hot sex on those cold rainy nights. Of how you spend the winter nights in my bed."

"Shut up," Derek curled his hands into fists.

"Wait, that's right, you haven't told her about us have you? I mean after all, it was you that caused the fire. You pretty much led us to the rest of the pack."

"Bitch," Derek growled with controlled hatred.

"Now that's not what you were saying the last time we were together," Kate smirked.

"You lied to me! You used me!"

"Well I couldn't help it if you fell for a pretty face. But then again it looks like history's about to repeat itself now isn't it?"

"She isn't like you!"

"Right," the smirk dropped only to be replaced with disgust. Kate rolled her eyes sarcastically while circling around the werewolf. "She's just oh so perfect."

"She's not a backstabbing slut like you."

"Aw my feelings are hurt; really they are," Derek knew she was feigning her pain.

"Last time, where is Brooklyn? I'll only ask nicely once."

"Or else you'll shift and rip my throat out right? So predictable," Kate stuck her fingers in her mouth and let out a high pitched whistle. Leveque appeared with Brooklyn struggling in his iron grip. Her eye was swollen shut as a cut scarred her pouty lips. The fear was washing off her body like a river over rocks. Her heart was racing as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Brook," Leveque held the knife to her throat.

"Ah ah ah Lover Boy," he pressed the knife closer to her skin, "That's as far as you go."

The sinister glint in his eye told Derek he would do it.

"Now you're in a bit of a predicament now aren't you?" Kate's arrogance was shining through. "Now you tell us who the Alpha is and we'll let your little girlfriend go. I give you my word."