Peter Hale, the psychotic Alpha werewolf. The one who tried to kill people, and the hunters. Or at least it was something he never used to be, and was. He had lost everything in the Hale house fire. His sister, nieces, nephews, and his wife. Or so he had thought.

It was de ja vu, and he laid underneath Derek, his nephew, who was about to kill him for a second time. But you showed up out of the woods causing Derek to pause and look up in shock. You had been a second mom to Derek before the fire, and when Derek paused - Peter's eyes furrowed and he craned his neck back to see what he was looking at. His eyes widened and he pushed Derek off of him to look at you better.

"what the..?"