"Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been...
"They were there for two days. Waiting, hiding. That's what we're taught to do when the hunters find us;" Cora continued as I heard a thunder. "Hide and heal."
"Okay, so is two days standard then? Or... are we thinking Derek's on, like, some extended getaway?" I asked and Cora turned around to look at me.
"Why do you care?"
"Why do I care?" I walked around. "Let's see, because over the last few weeks, my sister has been acting totally off, my best friend's tried to kill himself, his boss nearly got ritually sacrificed, a girl that I've known since I was three was ritually sacrificed. Boyd was killed by alphas. I... You want me to keep going? 'Cause I can, alright? For, like, an hour!"
Cora walked close to me. "You think Derek can do anything about that?"
"Well, since he's the one everyone seems to be after, it's more like he should do something about it. Yeah." I said, still walking around the place.
"I don't know. There's something different about him now. He wasn't like this when I knew him." Cora mumbled and I looked at her.
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"What was he like?"
We turned when I heard steps and Peter slowly came down the stairs. "A lot like Scott, actually. A lot like most teenagers. Unbearably romantic, profoundly narcissistic... Tolerable really only to other teenagers." He stopped in front of us.
"Okay, so what happened? What changed him?" I asked.
Peter looked at me, letting out a sigh. "Well, the same thing that changes a lot of young men. A girl."
"You're telling me some girl broke his little heart?" I almost groaned. "That's why Derek is the way he is?"
"Do you remember Derek before he was an alpha had blue eyes?" Peter asked and looked at us. "Do you know why some wolves have blue eyes?"
I shook my head, "I just always thought it was, like, a genetic thing."
"If you want to know what changed Derek, you need to know what changed the color of his eyes." Peter said.
He told us about when Derek met Paige, definitely the girl who broke his heart.
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Allison opened the door.
"Did you bring him?" I heard a voice.
Scott and I moved, entering the room and facing a wheel chair. He was there. Gerard. He turned around and looked at us, the same black liquid was in his mouth and he was wiping it with a towel. Looks like he does have some answers and he can help us, be, of course, that snake wanted something and no way I'd let Scott come here alone.
