"Oh, there are plenty of shitty parts," Derek assures her with a wan smile, looking down at his hand and letting his claws extend. "Maybe not here, so much. But back home."

He doesn't elaborate, but he thinks of the hunters and the rival packs. The vindictive, powerful alphas thirsty for vengeance and more power. "But I like being what I am. It's how I was born. It's what my family was."

Derek realizes how much he's saying and furrows his brow a bit, shrugging before looking over at her again.