"What are you smiling about?" Imogen questioned him as she set his plate of food in front of him and she set her own down as well. They didn't have a dinner table considering they had the island in the kitchen and they also spent almost every dinner...
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While Stiles and Scott were on the bench, both trying to not panic over how the night was about to play out, Imogen was arriving at the place where Isaac told her that Derek was hiding out. As she stepped near the door, she heard a voice that she thought she would never have to hear again.
Her heart dropped at the voice, instantly recognizing it.
"I need a pack. An Alpha like you. I need you as much as you need me." Peter said to his nephew.
Imogen walked down the stairs, announcing her presence to them both. "Why would he ever want help from a total psycho like you?" She said snarkily, trying to ignore the shock that he was alive. But here he was. The same man who tried to kill her and her friends a few months ago.
Derek nodded his head in agreement while Peter stared at her with a smirk on his lips. "Imogen Lewis, the little witch. Long time no see." He mused before answering her. "First of all, I'm not a total psycho." His eyes flickered to his nephew. "And by the way, you're the one that slashed my throat wide open. But we're all works in progress, right? So, we need each other. Sometimes when you need help, you turn to people you'd never expect." He glanced at her as she stepped off the last steps. "That's why you're here."
Imogen turned to the alpha. "Gerard is controlling Jackson now and I've tried to look for a spell that might break that link between them but, I can't do that since it would break the balance. There's also the fact that Jackson might end up attaching himself to someone else who has the need for revenge." She sighed. "So I'm here wondering if you know anything."
"No, I don't." Derek looked at her. "Does Scott know you're here?"
She crossed her arms. "No. Does Scott that know that he's alive?" She retorted, pointed a finger at the former deceased. She was sure Scott didn't know because he would be freaking out.
"No." He said bluntly. He was about to ask if she knew that her boyfriend was working with Gerard but she probably was.
Seeing the sudden tension between the two. And as amusing as it was, he needed them to focus. "Alright, as much as you two obviously don't trust each other, I'm sure it doesn't come close to the amount of trust you have in me."
"We don't trust you at all." The spat at him, both surprised by their unison.
Peter rolled his eyes. "I'm gonna prove why you should trust me. Why you need to trust me. Because I'm going to tell you how to stop Jackson."
"What do you mean? Know how to kill him?"
Imogen sent Derek a dirty look. Peter shook his head. "Actually, how to save him." He told them which got the witch's attention. "There's a myth that you can cure a werewolf simply by calling out its Christian name."
"It's just a myth." Derek pointed out.
"Sometimes myths and legends bear a hint of truth. Our name is a symbol of who we are. The kanima has no identity. That's why it doesn't seek a pack."
