The Bite of Revenge

Chapter 15

The next morning, I woke to the sound of shouting downstairs. I quickly scrambled out of bed and ran downstairs to find Peter, Derek, and Mr. Montgomery in the foyer. "Derek, if you don't leave right now, I'll call the police," Mr. Montgomery was saying angrily, "Anna has filed a restraining order against you and if you violate that, you'll be arrested."

"I don't care about a damn restraining order!" Derek shouted, "I came here for my mate, and I intend to leave with her."

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" I shouted as I got to the bottom of the stairs, "and I sure as hell am not your mate."

"You're my mate, whether you like it or not!" Derek shouted angrily.

"Then I reject you," I said calmly, crossing my arms and glaring at him, "Derek Hale, I reject you and your offer to be your mate."

"You don't mean that," he begged, walking towards me, "please Anna, give me a chance."

"I reject you Derek," I said more firmly, stepping away from him and towards Peter, who immediately pulled me to his side, "now get the hell out of this house before I throw you out."

"You heard her," Peter said angrily, "get the hell out of here, Derek, and stop embarrassing yourself." Derek looked over at me pleadingly and when I firmly shook my head, he sighed angrily and started heading towards the door.

"You'll regret ever rejecting me Anna," Derek growled, "so I'll give you one more chance. It's either me or Peter, make your choice."

"Peter," I answered without hesitation. I could feel Peter's grip on me tighten just a little bit, "he respects me, you don't."

"But he can't protect you, I can," Derek argued.

"Anna doesn't need protecting," Peter said calmly. "You and I both know she can take care of herself just fine."

"She's a god damn beta!" Derek said, his voice rising, "you and I both know that a beta needs a pack to protect it, otherwise Anna's nothing but an omega."

"She already has a pack motherfucker," Taylor said as she and Alison joined us in the foyer and Derek just laughed.

"There's no such thing as a beta pack," he said snidely, "aren't you forgetting that in order to make a pack, you need an alpha."

"Jesus Christ Derek, are you that dense?" I asked, pulling away from Peter and getting right up in Derek's face, "for a full-grown werewolf, I would think you would recognize an alpha when you see one."

"You honestly think that you're an alpha?" Derek scoffed, "as far as I know, Scot's the only true alpha here and last I checked, he's responsible for all the werewolves in the Bone Yard, not you."

"Werewolves, yes, but last time I checked, I'm not a werewolf."

"Of course you're a werewolf. What else would you be?"

"We're hell hounds you dumb f**k," Alison answered as her and Taylor joined me, "and correct me if I'm wrong, hell hounds are very different from werewolves, hell, they're not even the same species." The look on Derek's face was priceless, the poor guy looked like he was going to die of embarrassment.

"I thought hell hounds were extinct," he muttered, awestruck "and a hell pack alpha is extremely rare, more rare than a true alpha."

"What is a true alpha anyway?" I asked.

"A true alpha is made by simply being strong-willed," Peter answered as he pulled me back to his side, "they don't have to kill another alpha to become an alpha themselves."

"Which is all the more reason why you need protection, Anna," Derek said, and seeing my eyes flash, he quickly continued, "there's only one hell pack alpha. When the alpha of the hell pack dies, the pack dies with them."

"We'll protect Anna," Taylor said as her and Alison joined Peter and I, but before Derek could argue, there was a knock at the door. I went to answer it and found Amber on the other side looking nervous as if someone was following her.

"We need to talk," she said as I ushered her inside.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I just got a call from Stiles and he said that he helped a guy named Victor escape his family, but unfortunately as he was leaving California, Victor got ambushed by a couple of assassins and, unfortunately, he didn't make it." Peter swore, but I squeezed his hand in comfort.

"You did what you could," I said gently, "what happened to Victor is heartbreaking, but it wasn't your fault, so beat yourself up about it."

"I still feel like I should've done more to help him," Peter said sadly, "he didn't have to die like that." I nodded in agreement as Derek tried to catch my attention again, but I just ignored him.

"I understand," I said, giving him a comforting hug, "even though it might not feel like enough, at least you gave him a chance."

"Anna's right," Alison said, "after what Victor did, not many people would've given him a second chance." Peter gave her a grateful smile, but I could tell that he still felt guilty.

"Why the hell would anyone give that asshole a second chance?" Derek asked irritably, "if you ask me, Victor Argent deserved what he got, that's one less hunter we have to worry about."

"Everyone deserves a second chance," I said, "and Victor seemed really distressed when Peter and I ran into him last week."

"What the hell do you mean you 'ran into him'?" Derek asked suspiciously, "are you saying that you left the compound without authorization?"

"I don't need your permission to go on a date," I said angrily, "and yes, Peter and I did leave the compound, not that's any of your business."

"What the hell were you guys doing that made you want to leave the Bone Yard?"

"As Anna said, it's none of your business," Peter said angrily, "so I suggest you drop it Derek before you make more of a fool of yourself." After that, Derek tried to get me alone, but Peter practically shoved him out the door. "I don't know about you, but I feel like getting out of here for a while," Peter whispered into my ear as everyone else headed off to different parts of the house. "What do say babe?"

"That sounds like a great idea," I answered as Peter led me out the front door. When we arrived at the parking garage, Peter led me to a RAM pick-up truck.

"Where are we going?" I asked as Peter grabbed the keys from the valet.

"I don't want to spoil the surprise," Peter answered mischievously as he opened the passenger-side door for me. I just rolled my eyes as I slid into the seat.

"I don't like surprises," I muttered as Peter got into the driver's seat.

"You'll like this surprise," he said as he backed out of the parking space, "trust me babe." I only nodded as we exited the parking garage and started heading towards the highway, and we eventually started passing areas that I didn't recognize, but I trusted Peter, so I wasn't worried. When we finally reached our destination, which consisted of picnic tables and people milling around, I raised eyebrows questionably at Peter. "I thought you could use the fresh air, so I brought you to La Jolla Cove," he said as he took my hand and started leading me down to the beach where families were enjoying the sunshine, "and maybe we can finally get some alone time."

"That would be nice," I said as Peter led me to a secluded alcove set away from the rest of the beach.

"Has anyone ever told you what an amazing you are?" Peter asked as he sat down in the grass and pulled me down into his lap.

"I believe you mentioned at least once," I answered as I leaned into his chest, "but I may have forgotten." Peter chuckled as he trailed kisses down my neck and the next thing I knew, I was laying on my back as Peter gently kissed my mouth and then went back to showering my neck with soft kisses.

"Beautiful," he muttered as his hand brushed the skin of my stomach and slowly climbed higher, but this time, I let him explore my body as I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist to pull him closer. This caused Peter to growl deep in his throat with need and his mouth suddenly found mine again, but this time the kiss was filled with more demand and I let out a little moan as Peter's hand massaged my breast. "You like that baby?"

"Yes," I whispered as the scent of his arousal filled my nostrils, which caused me to pull him closer and deepen the kiss. Peter growled as his hand traveled lower until it was hovering just above my waistband.

"May I?" he asked, his fingers brushing my waist.

"Yes you may," I answered and as soon as Peter's hand slid into my pants and his fingers started working me, I thought I was going to shift right there from the stimulation.

"That's right baby," Peter said, leaning in for a kiss and slipping a finger inside me and pumping it in and out of me, "I can already smell that you're close." He then picked up the pace and hooked his finger, hitting my G spot. This put me over the edge and I let out a low growl, which Peter smothered with a kiss as he continued to finger me until I rode out my orgasm. "You deserve to be worshiped," Peter muttered when I came down from my high, "if you were mine, I would treat you like a queen."

"You're the first guy that has said something like that to me," I said as Peter rolled off of me and pulled me to his side, I could still smell his arousal.

"And I hope that I'm the last." He then took my hand and guided it into his pants where he was rock hard. "Can you feel how much I want you baby?"

"Yes," I answered as I started to stroke his length in slow, sensual strokes. Peter's breath hitched as I picked up the pace.

"That's it baby, don't stop." It didn't take long before he let out a low growl and his hips bucked as he came all over my hand. I continued to stroke him until he was completely spent. "f**k, baby," Peter said, breathing heavily, "do you have any idea how long I've waited to have you all to myself?"

"Sorry to make you wait," I said with a chuckle and kissed him on the cheek as I pulled my hand out of his pants. My hand was covered in his seed, so I wiped it on the grass. I wasn't into the whole licking my hand clean thing. Just as Peter was about to pull me in for another kiss, my phone rang.

"Don't answer it," Peter said as he trailed kisses up and down my neck, "We're just getting started."

"What if it's important?" Peter pulled out my phone and checked the caller ID.

"It's Derek, it can wait." He then hit ignore and put it back in my purse and kissed me firmly on the lips as he gently pushed me onto my back again.

"How did Derek even get my number?" I asked as Peter trailed kisses down to my collarbone, "his number isn't even in my phone."

"Relax baby," Peter whispered, his breath on my neck making me shiver. "And don't worry about Derek, today's about you and me." His teeth gently grazed my shoulder and my breath hitched. "Anastasia Anderson, will you be my mate? I promise to stand by your side not only as your mate, but as your partner, because you, Anastasia, are my alpha and I'll follow you anywhere."

"Yes," I answered without any hesitation, and before I could say anything more, Peter's kisses became more wild and needy and next thing I knew, our pants were down by our ankles. Peter let out a growl as he entered me, his mouth never leaving my neck. "f**k yes," I moaned as I wrapped my legs around his waist, causing him to go deeper. I could also feel my teeth elongating and just before I reached my climax, I bit down hard on Peter's shoulder just as he did to me and my whole body exploded.