Derek and Scott left the distillery. He called Cora. The twins were alive. Derek told Scott, then he thought. Deucalion and the twins weren't his problem, but Cora's status mattered.
"Scott, wait," Derek said. "Isaac is probably already part of your pack. Cora needs a pack too, now that I'm no longer her alpha. I can't have her be an omega."
"Of course, Derek. She's in."
Derek nodded, relieved.
"What about you?" Scott asked.
Derek hesitated, "I'll go where my sister goes."
Being part of the same pack as Scott was what Derek always wanted. Funny how it finally happened.