We've all got an emotional beating from someone or the other at some point of our life, it's the worst thing ever, but it makes you a better and stronger person in ways you can't even imagine.
And then one fine day, you will meet someone who is equa...
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Dillon had been driving around the town looking for any sign of Derek Hale or Kate Argent. She couldn't find anything. So currently, she was walking through the woods again trying to catch his scent. That's when she remembered how they got the alpha to the school. A howl. A werewolf's howl. If it could attract the alpha to Scott, maybe it could lead her to Derek. It was worth a try. She felt herself transition. Her eyes, her claws, her fangs. She let out a very loud howl and backed up looking for any sign of him. Listening for anything. A few moments later, she heard a loud howl in the distance. Derek's howl.
She took off in that direction. She ran until she was only a few feet from the Hale house where she discovered a trap door that led to underneath the house. She walked through the long, dark tunnel, before she approached a large bronze sliding door. She slammed it open to see Derek chained up with electricity wires taped to his right hand and his side.
"Dillon." Derek whispered looking up at her with pain etched on his face.
"Derek." She said relieved before she ran over to him, holding his face in her hands and he leaned into her touch.
She pulled back and quickly broke off a chain that was bounding his hand but when she went to break the other one, they heard footsteps.
"Somebody's coming. Hide." Derek said quietly to her.
She backed into the shadows as Derek put his hand back above his head, seemingly as though that hand was still chained up. A man walked into the room with a wooden baseball bat.
"Ready to have some more fun? To be honest, my knuckles are kind of hurting. So I brought some help. But I need to warn ya. I used to play in college." He said holding up the bat in his hand.
As the man went to swing, Derek caught it with his unchained hand.
"I brought a little help too." Derek told him as Dillon walked out of the shadows.
The man turned to look at me before Derek punched him in is his face, knocking him out. She went back over to Derek, stepping over the man's body.
"So this is the fourth time I have saved your life." She pointed out as she pulled the wires off his torso.
"Yeah, yeah." He replied as she pulled the wires taped to his right hand off as well.
As she went to break the chain holding Derek's other hand back, she heard someone speak behind me.
