Chương 58: Confrontation

Stiles was stunned when he saw where Lucas had taken them.

"Why are we here?" Lucas glanced at him, then smiled.

"For the Alpha, of course." Then Lucas got out of the car. Derek's car stopped right beside them. When he got out and looked at the hospital, his pupils shrank.

'Could it be…?'

"Let's go, he may already know we are here." Lucas didn't give them an explanation and started walking towards the hospital. The two followed hurriedly, Stiles looking left and right, and Derek, whose expression kept getting worse. The moment he entered, Lucas frowned slightly. The smell of the alcohol used for disinfection hit him right in the nose. It brought unpleasant memories from his past life. This was the reason he never liked being in a hospital. He shook his head slightly, then continued walking.

They took the lift and headed towards the 3rd floor. The hallway was desolate, not a single member of the medical staff in sight. They walked through it and arrived close to a room.

"Peter Hale..?" Stiles whispered the name written on the patient tag, then turned towards Derek.

"Isn't that your uncle…?" Derek's expression darkened. His worst fear had come true. Observing his reaction, Stiles finally realized what was going on. Before he could speak again, a voice traveled through the hallway.

"You've come." At the end of the hallway, a figure appeared, dressed in a black trench coat, observing them with interest. This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. But the most striking part about this man was his burned face. Stiles' body stiffened, then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"It's time for you to go." Lucas then gave him the keys to his car. Stiles knew what he meant by this. He looked at the figure in the distance, and for a second fear flashed through his eyes. Then he hurriedly took the keys and left.

"My, my, what do we have here?" Peter walked slowly towards them, observing each of them carefully, especially Lucas.

"How did you find me?" His eyes were filled with curiosity.

"Does it matter?" Lucas shrugged his shoulders slightly. He was not here for a nice chat.

"Well… I guess you're right." Peter smiled, then turned his gaze back on Derek. Derek's body trembled in rage. His eyes contained nothing but killing intent.

"Why?!"

"Why did you kill her?!" Peter's face remained calm at his outburst.

"I was not in my right mind. It was purely instinct. Do you really think that I would kill my own niece willingly?" Derek finally snapped, his eyes turning blue and his claws showing. He lunged at Peter with lightning speed.

"You want forgiveness?!" The moment Derek arrived in front of him, Peter grabbed him effortlessly by the neck and slammed him into the wall. When his back hit the wall, Derek grunted in pain, grabbing Peter's hand as he tried hard to breathe.

"I want understanding!" Peter leaned closer, staring into his eyes. Before Peter could communicate more with his dear nephew, a wave of air hit him right in the face. Following his instincts, Peter released Derek and retreated into the distance. Right after he retreated, a long shadow struck the spot where he had been standing. Pieces of cement flew around, hitting the surroundings hard. Peter patted his coat slightly, then gazed at Lucas.

"That's not very nice… isn't it?" Lucas observed Derek for a moment. Seeing that he was fine, he turned his eyes back on Peter.

"You're a piece of shit who killed his own niece, and you talk about niceness?" Peter's smile slowly disappeared. His eyes slowly turned red.

"You must be mistaken about something. Just because I retreated the last time we fought doesn't mean we are equals!"

"Of course! It was just a strategic retreat, right?" A small smile formed on his lips as he replied with a mocking expression.

"Enough!!" Peter's voice was like a tsunami wave, rattling all the air around them. Then, with rage on his face, Peter sprinted towards him. Lucas gripped his spear tightly, then, with all the force in his body, struck it towards Peter's head.

"Whoosh" Then Lucas' eyes widened as he saw the spear being grabbed and stopped.

"I told you, didn't I? We are not equals!" Before he could figure out what to do next, Lucas suddenly felt his body become light. Peter pulled him along with the spear and threw him violently towards the window. Lucas smashed right through the glass. He reached his hand towards the sky as his body descended rapidly towards the ground. •••• Peter adjusted his coat, then walked towards Derek.

"Now that I got rid of that pest, shall we resume our previous discussion?"