:Isabella:

"That was a lot of rogues." Derik said. "Plus the way Ferrell scared them away." Derik said throwing his shotgun over his shoulder. I smirked at that but then remembered. "I kissed Dalton." I said quietly getting into Derik's white Mustang. "What?" Derik said dropping his shotgun.

Putting on my seatbelt I sighed. "I know, but he was trying to look at the letter." I said. Derik got in and put his hand on his chin. "I always thought you were a lesbian." Derik said starting the car and driving away. "Why does everyone think that?" I asked. "Your harsh and violent to guys." Derik said. "Point taken." I muttered.

"So what's the letter say?" Derik asked. I reached into my denim jacket and pulled it out. "Dear Isabella, you probably don't know who I am, but I know who you are. Satan's vessel. I'd make my day if you'd set a date for us one 11-12-15 at The Nightfall Stadium, or I'll kill everything that ever mattered to you, starting with Dalton, sincerely Gavial." I said.

Derik was ridged as we pulled up to my house. "Who's Gavial?" Derik asked. "I don't know but we're about to find out." I said opening the door and bolting to my house. Derik slammed the door shut behind him as we hurried to the kitchen. "Satanás." I said the pentagram on my hand lighting up blue.

Satan appeared eating a chocolate cupcake. "Yes Isabella." Satan said as chocolate frosting got on his cheek. I will not lick it off this time. I showed him the letter. "Who's Gavial?" I asked. Satan sighed but sat down in a chair. "I was hoping you'd never ask that." Satan started. "Gavial is an ancient hellhound, he thinks if your not a demon, your trash." Satan said. Derik swallowed. "I'm the demon king, what I say go's, if he gets you he has an advantage." Satan said.

I stood up anger in my eyes. "I'm going to meet him and mark my words Satan, I'm sending him back to hell." I said, blue fire starting to appear throughout the kitchen. "Your more powerful than I thought." Satan whispered. Derik seemed scared for some reason. Satan then burst into flames and disappeared.

"What?" I asked Derik. "T-The bottom of your eyes turned r-red." Derik stuttered out. My eyes widened. The only thing my eyes do are turn are a more vibrant blue, not red. I nodded, slightly scared. "I can't wait to finish this job, then we don't have to go to school." Derik said with a groan. "Praise that." I said.

"Can I tell you something personal?" Derik asked. Blood ran to my cheeks. If you say you like me, I'm going live in hell and forget boys and become a lesbian and date Lilith. "Shoot." I said. "Kayla marked me." Derik said. The glass I was holding dropped and shattered. "Y-Your her mate." I stuttered shocked.

"I know, a hunter and a werewolf, what was Artemis on crack when she was pairing us?" Derik asked frustrated. I grabbed Derik's head. "Calm the fuck down." I said. Derik nodded and sat back down. "We'll figure this out." I said.

"What about you and Dalton?" Derik asked. I looked at him confused. "There's nothing going on between us." I said. "Dalton didn't tell you?" Derik asked. "Tell me what?" I asked suddenly intrigued. "Nothing." Derik asked. I rolled my eyes and punched his arms.

"So what you gonna do?" I asked. "I don't know, I feel like something within me was awoken when she marked me." Derik said. I raised an eyebrow at that. "Do you remember anything now?" I asked. "One thing." Derik said. I nodded, very eager. "A Redwolf." Derik said.

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"Ok so we have created a good protection plan for you." Mr. Scary Wolf who's name was actually Storm Knight. Guess we do live in a small world. Storm pushed aside his ginger bangs and looked me down. "Have I ever met you before?" I asked. Storm shook his head. He reminded me of my brother Ryne. "How old are you?" I asked. "37." Storm answered. Cross him off of being my brother. Plus the fact that he's a werewolf.

I nodded and continued listening to him. "I'm going to be the S.W.A.T. agent with you at all times with Dimitri, there'll be officers working in the school and surrounding the school, if you see anyone suspious call me or get one of the Ashford's or Kirkwood's, understood?" Storm asked. "Just two questions." I said. Storm nodded.

"Can I also go to Derik, he's the strongest hunter in the Organization?" I asked. Storm sighed but nodded as he slumped against the locker next to mine. "The last one, can I have a gun?" I asked. Storm suddenly grinned. He reached into his S.W.A.T. outfit and gave me a pistol. "Don't go trigger crazy." Storm said.

I nodded as I shoved it in my pocket. Right then the 5 minute warning bell rang. Turning around I grabbed my calculus binder and notes and ran off to there. Just as I walked in a hand yanked me into a chair. I looked up at the culprit. Kayla. She offered a simple smile at me. She seemed to be different and not as slutty.

Her strawberry blonde hair had curls at the bottom that were natural. She was in a blue graphite shirt that said 'Shine Like A Star.' in pink. There was a printed skater skirt that was blue with white roses on it. She was also wearing black flats. In her hair was a pink glitter bow. She had on simple pink lip gloss and cat eyeliner.
"I have a question?" Kayla said twiddling with her fingers. "Shoot." I said as I got out my calculus homework.

"Does Derik like me since I marked since he's my mate." Kayla said very quickly her cheeks turning pink. Oh my Satan. "Um, I don't know but he was red." I said. Kayla nodded. "I know I have done things that make me a slut, but I was raised that way, but now I found my mate, Derik, and I want to do anything to make him happy." Kayla said.

I giggled for the first time in seven years. Kayla looked at me shocked. "You sound so in love, it's really sweet and cute, you werewolves are so passionate, I ship it, Kerik." I said grinning at her. Kayla then smiled. "I've never had a real friend, but I hope we can be friends." Kayla said. I smiled and nodded.

That's when Kayla said it. The thing that fucked everything up. "Dalton is so lucky to have a mate like you." Kayla said smiling at me. I turned ridged. "What?" I asked anger and shock lacing through my voice. "He didn't tell you that your the future Luna?" Kayla asked confused. I shook my head still shocked. Kayla turned red. "You didn't hear this from me." Kayla said hunching over homework. Oh Dalton, you are so dead.
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I stormed out of Biology class. I didn't see Dalton till after 3rd period and today was a half day. Satan might as well be looming over me since I looked ready to kill. People were even creating pathways. My eyes landed on my target, Dalton. He was standing there with his friends and brothers. I walked up to him and grabbed onto his leather jacket and started pulling him outside.

Our bags were slung over our shoulders. I don't know why but I was just so pissed. My insides were twisting themselves around. My heart was a marathon with anger and excitement. My brain had taken a vacation, obviously.

I pushed Dalton in front of me. I knew my eyes were flaring to a deeper blue. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked raising my voice slightly. "Tell you what?" Dalton asked confused. "That I'm your mate!" I yelled clenching and unclenching my fists in anger. All the color that was in Dalton's face drained. He might as well resemble a vampire.

Dalton breathed heavily but then looked me in the eyes. "Who told you?" Dalton asked. "Kayla." I said crossing my arms across my chest.  Dalton's eyes flashed gold for a moment. "That fucking omega sl-" I cut Dalton by punching him in the gut. "Don't talk about her like that." I said sternly. Dalton stared into my eyes. "Derik's her mate, don't call her a slut, she was raised that way." I said looking up at Dalton who easily cowered over me.

Dalton sighed. Then a small smirk crept on his face. He grabbed my waist and hoisted me up. I wrapped my arms around his waist. I hated small heights like this. Dalton slammed me into a tree. There was a slight stinging but it wasn't much.

Dalton's lips found mine. His right hand was wrapping itself in my scarf and his left hand tugging on my arms. I'm not sure why, but I moaned into the kiss. I did not just do that. Dalton smirked against my lips. I managed to put my hands on his chest and push him off.

I stared into his eyes with anger. "Stop kissing me." I said. Dalton rolled his eyes. "There's nothing going on between us." I said. Dalton let out a low growl at that. He grabbed my hands and electricity started dancing through my veins. "Tell me you feel that, every time I touch you there's electricity." Dalton said.

I looked down, my face resembling a tomato. "You do, and you know you like them, so stop fucking denying that we're mates, I don't mind going slow cause of your past, but acting like there's nothing there is just ridiculous cause you know that it's there deep inside you." Dalton said grabbing my chin and looking me in the eyes harshly.

His eyes portrayed so many emotions. Anger, love, passion, happiness, excitement, anxiety, and fear. He had a fear of me rejecting him. "You probably have a second chance mate." I said. "I Isabella Knight reject Da-" Dalton cut me off with a kiss. But this kiss was different.

Unlike the others it was like he was pouring every emotion into it. It was so passionate. A few hours ago I was going on about how passionate werewolves are. Now look at me. The Alpha of Crescent Black Moon was freaking kissing me with so much passion.
Dalton pulled back and looked at me. "Don't ever reject me, I'd never reject you, I don't want anyone but you." Dalton said. I looked down. "A werewolf and hunter won't work." I whispered. Dalton grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer to him. "I'll make it work." Dalton whispered in my ear.
I felt my heart skip a beat. No, no, no, I can't get close to anyone again. They just die in the end. I'm not going to go through that again. I'll make sure Dalton survives, then I'll leave.

'Your selfish decisions will affect your future, open your heart up for once, or you will live a very lonely life.' I had a feeling Satan was somehow true.

Finished. So proud that I did. Can't wait to finish this book and start book 2 of it.