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After an afternoon hunting with his pack minus Chris, Peter and the others had gone back to the Hale house. It had been an afternoon full of fun, even Scott had decided to show up. Though Peter was certain that Melissa had had something to do about that. They were outside while Peter cleaned the fresh kill, not minding the blood on his hands as much as he probably should have. A cold chill ran up his spine as an unfamiliar scent carried over to him on the wind. No…no it wasn't unfamiliar. But it couldn't be. "Derek, Laura get them inside," he barked at his niece and nephew. It was impossible… Isaac made as if to protest, but wit

The talk with Lydia, Jackson, and, the kid Peter had never met before in his life but knew he was gay within seconds of spending time with him, Danny, had gone well. Surprisingly well actually. Honestly Peter had not expected it to go that well. He had expected some shouting, disbelief on Danny's part, and Jackson demanding he fix it. None of that had happened. Seems like the threat about Jackson killing people had worked. With Alan's help Peter had managed to guide the three of them through what happened to Jackson, and what Danny's role in the situation had become. Jackson was the kanima, a lizard shape-shifter, that had immense power, incl

"You should still be resting," Chris said, his voice laced with concern. There was no time to rest. Those initials. Sebastian Monae was alive. He had not been the only one to survive the fire. He thought he had been, he had been convinced of that for so very long. "Peter what happened?" His thoughts were elsewhere but the touch of the cloth to his wounded shoulder brought him back out of the fog that was his mind. "Frank hurt her Chris. He shot her to save her from me and my kind…Because me and her son are werewolves. She got hurt because of me…" Peter had yet to go to the hospital to see Melissa, but he knew that she was safe.