Chapter 95 - Fire Burn

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A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's….though I wished I owned the rest…*sighs*

"Okay I am not liking this one bit," Scott tensed up as he stepped away from the Camaro.

"Something doesn't feel right," Derek agreed as he scanned the woods surrounding the house, "It's kind of like it was…."

"No don't say too easy! People say too easy and bad things happen!" Scott whined in typical fashion. "You think finding you was easy Derek? You think getting away from Allison's dad was easy? None of this has been easy!"

"You think it's been easy for me or Brook? She nearly lost the twins not once but twice because of the Argents and she nearly lost me!"

"Do you finally understand?"

"Yeah," Derek relented, "I do."

The older wolf froze as he picked up something or rather someone's scent.

"Brook's here," he whispered with excitement in his voice.

Brooklyn wanted to scream for Derek but Peter was hovering over her with eyes raging blood red, warning her if she dared to make a sound punishment would be severe. Peter knew if she alerted Derek and Scott to her presence it would ruin his well laid plan.

The hunter felt the sharp jolt in her side but failed to disguise her reaction. She understood what was starting to take place and time was her enemy.

The next assault on her body ripped through her shoulder as the arrow tore through Derek.

"Derek!" She cried and pressed her hand against the invisible wound. Peter knew Kate and Allison had arrived but the other guests had yet to arrive so he remained concealed within the house.

"Now the knee," Kate coldly instructed her niece.

Allison drew back the bow then launched the arrow with ease. Derek wailed in pain as the sharp tip ripped into his upper right thigh. He heard Brooklyn screaming from the house and knew she was sharing in his suffering.

"Flash bow," Allison continued giving instruction. Derek saw Allison preparing the third arrow and hollered at Scott.

"Scott your eyes! Cover your eyes!"

Scott reacted too late as the arrow whistled above him and exploded in the tree behind the pair. The light filled the darkness with a blinding flash that disabled the betas. Derek struggled with the arrow, hearing Brooklyn's agonizing wails as he ripped the protruding ends out.

I'm sorry Brook….

He gritted his teeth and twisted around and up to his feet, grabbing Scott along the way.

"Move now!"

Derek hobbled across the clearing with Kate following with an easy stride. Allison gathered her bow and arrows and obediently followed her aunt. She watched the werewolves straggling across the dead patches of grass and leaves with the older wolf collapsing on the ground.

"Scott get to Brook! Please!"

Derek pleaded with the younger beta to reach his mate but Scott was still recovering from the effects of the flash bow. His vision was blurry but continued to regain focus as Allison and Kate gained ground on them both.

"I need to go to him," Brooklyn pleaded with him. "Please Peter let me be with him! He needs me!"

Tears were streaming down her cheeks as Peter watched the drama unfolding outside.

"You're in no condition to fight."

"You have no say over what I can or can't do Peter! Derek is vulnerable out there with Kate and Allison circling around them like vultures! You may not have a soul but I sure as Hell still do!"

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