The Witch and The Wolf

Part Thirty-Seven

A/N: so what do y'all think of the main character? I'm curious lol

You wrapped your arms around Derek's unconscious body, pulling him to the bed as Cora sat up, groaning.

You felt slightly worried, trying your best to ignore it. He was no longer an alpha, but both of them would be okay. If Derek ever woke up.

"How do you feel?" you asked.

"Good... what happened to him?" she asked, motioning to Derek.

"He's fine. Well, he's alive. He'll wake up sooner or later," you said, walking over to Cora as you wrapped your arms around her tightly.

"He better wake up soon. There's a full moon tonight, which means his time is over, and Kali is on her way," you looked at the sun setting as Peter paced around.

"Maybe you guys should leave," you suggested.

"I'm fine," Derek groaned, sitting up as you tensed slightly.

"You're not strong enough to take on Kali. You and Cora should get out of town," you said.

"For once, I agree with (Y/N)," Peter nodded.

"We're not running away," Cora ran to get Derek some water as you opened your mouth to speak, getting interrupted by a call from Lydia.

"Hey, what happened?" you asked.

"We found the nemeton. But, me and Ethan are right outside the loft," she said.

You furrowed your eyebrows, running to the door as you pulled it open.

Ethan stood nervously, Lydia standing next to him.

"What are they doing here?" Peter groaned.

"We're helping you to find a way to escape."

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"No," Derek started.

"Uhm, yes." you crossed your arms.

"No."

"Yes."

"No, we're not running away."

"Yes, you are," you clenched your teeth.

"(Y/N), no-"

"Shut your stubborn ass up and get the hell out of here. You are not at full strength, Kali is coming here, right now. She's going to kill you. Peter is taking you and Cora to get another car, and then you're out of here," you continued to scold Derek as the rest of them outside the doors of the loft, not wanting to interfere.

"So what? You're gonna hold her off? You and Ethan?" he scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Yes, we will. You're leaving and you have no choice," you pushed past him as he grabbed your arm, pulling you back as you glared.

"Then what if you get hurt? What if she hurts you?" he asked.

"She didn't last time, she won't this time," you rolled your eyes.

You clenched your fist tightly, feeling an aching pain in your head as you tried to ignore it.

"But now you're trying to protect me," he pointed out.

"Look," you started.

"Will you just listen to me for five seconds?" he raised his voice.

You exhaled sharply, looking up at him.

"I don't want you to get hurt (Y/N), please listen to me," he begged.

You stroked his cheek softly, breathing softly as he looked down at you.