Reason-Sequel to Caution. Purpose. Faith-A Derek Hale Story (Teen Wolf fanfic)

Death Of A Friend: Final

Peter was surprised to find Megra sitting on the couch when he walked into the apartment; his astonishment was momentary as his light eyes scanned the space for his family members, he strolled in and Meg glanced at the door he left a jar in his entrance, how typical of him.

 “Cora’s not here.” She said with a certain edge in her voice, he was intrigued, if he knew anything about Meg was that she was always respectful despite being wary of him.

“Well that’s a shame; I wanted to see my beloved niece.” He grinned her way; she wasn’t amused but simply stared.

“Right.” His smile fell, clearly the angst hadn’t left. Meg was reading a book of some kind; tilting his head he read the title. Heart in Darkness by Joseph Conrad, the former Alpha smirked.

He was almost tempted to spoil the ending for her, but from the lack of interest in her eyes he doubted whether she was actually reading or pretending to.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at school with your little…posse?” He was referring to her Scott and Stiles but from the hardened stare she directed his way he partly regretted his choice of words, considering she had to bury one of her friends recently. But she smiled which threw him off completely; it was a tight forced smile that didn’t reach her character.

She shut the book slowly and placed it beside her on the couch and then got to her feet, Peter watched all her movements very carefully as she rounded the coffee table and came to stand in front of him.

“How did you do it” His eyebrows raised, he didn’t comprehend the context of her question. “How did you come back?” she asked, well more demanded. He stiffened for a moment, the question had caught him off guard and it was her turn to scrutinize him. 

His smile returned “It’s a very long tedious process, will take much too long to explain, why you don’t plan on bringing back a certain blonde friend are you?”

She didn’t reply but the displeasure was apparent from the way she averted her stare to the side for a moment, the corners of her lips deepen into a frown.

“You need to let this go” He grew cold and stern but there was also a warning tone in his voice “she isn’t coming back and your tantrums and hostile nature isn’t going to change that.”

“Tantrums” was an exaggeration that she didn’t appreciate it coming from him, Meg’s amber gaze shot to him; she was exasperated and entertained by his words all at the same time.

“Let go, like you did?” she practically hissed the grin plastered on her face was patronizing, she took a step toward him, they were at an arm’s length as she glowered up at him “If you really wanted to preach to me about letting go you should have stayed dead.”

Her words instantly sparked a deep resentment in him, she was internally gratified by having cut through Peter Hale’s devil may care exterior and too what he really was, a power hungry maniac.

“You don’t know what you are talking about little girl, I serve a purpose here—“

“And Erica didn’t?”

The rise in their voices grabbed Derek’s attention, he was climbing down the spiral steps to the living room when he heard Peter’s voice and from the sound of it he was getting annoyed, Derek could practically feel the tension seeping through the brick walls. He came down and looked to find Peter standing still and tense-the way he seemed right before he was about to slaughter someone.  Meg wasn’t even in his line of vision from how broad his uncle’s body was, but Derek knew she was there, he heard her. 

“You tried to kill my friends, you killed Derek’s sister and you think you have purpose here?” Meg each spitting syllable was dripping in venom and blame which only intensified Peter’s hale, he didn’t need reminding from a child that knew absolutely nothing. Derek stared perplexed and quiet, unsure of what to do except listen.