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Another Werewolf

Chapter 1

Layla's POV

I don't know exactly what I was looking for, but I had this feeling I could find it in the woods tonight. I live on the edge of the woods so a midnight stroll through the woods seemed like a fun thing to do the night before the first day of my sophomore year. But as I started to walk deeper into the woods, I heard dogs barking and the glow of flashlights. Police. That meant trouble, and there was no way I was going to get caught roaming the woods by the police and have to explain to my parents why I wasn't in bed like I was supposed to.

Without a moment's hesitation I turned the other direction and sprinted away before I could get caught. However, due to the darkness of the night, I was unable to see tree roots in my path and tripped, falling on my face. I brushed back a strand of my dirty-blonde hair as I got back on my feet and began walking home once more. Something didn't feel right though. I felt like I was being watched. I took another step while constantly turning my head to try to figure out if there was something watching me, but the next thing I knew I was hanging upside down from a rope trap.

I hung helpless as I heard a low growling noise. And then a huge wolf popped out of the foliage and started circling me. Oh, god. I'm going to die here! Brandishing its claws, it cuts me down from my suspension. I eye it nervously as it stares me down as if its contemplating what to do with me. I slowly start to back away as it advances on me. But before I could manage to even think about standing up once again, it grabs a hold of me and bites me. I scream and agony. However, instead of finishing me off like I expect it to, the wolf just leaves, its eyes glowing a crimson red.

Third Person's POV

The next day students were excitedly talking to their friends at Beacon Hills High School, mostly talking about the body that was found in the woods last night. Little did any of them know the real story.

"Stiles!" Layla exclaims, running up to him and embracing him. Scott looks at the girl with long, blonde hair and forest green eyes in confusion.

"Ari!" Stiles says surprised. "When did you get here?"

"A couple days ago."

"Why didn't you tell me? I haven't seen you in years."

"I wanted to surprise you."

"Stiles, who is this?" Scott asks his best friend.

"Sorry, Scott. This is my friend Layla. Layla, this is my best friend Scott."

"Wait, Layla? Didn't you just call her Ari?"

"It's a bit of a joke between us." Layla explains.

"So what are you doing in Beacon Hills?" Scott asks.

"I felt like a change."

"Why now?" Stiles questions. "You've been away from Beacon Hills for six years. Why didn't you come back last year when we started high school?"

"Look, I've got to go. I'm supposed to meet up with Lucy and then wait for someone to come get us and show us to our first class."

"I guess we'll see you later." Layla then runs off to who knows where.

"How are you friends with a girl like that and don't tell me?" Scott asks Stiles.

"I never really thought to. It's been six years since I've seen her or Lucy, so I never really thought to tell you."

"Lucy?"

"Her twin sister."

"Twins?!"

Layla's POV

I met up with Lucy outside the school sitting on a bench with another girl next to her. Clearly we weren't the only new kids this year. Lucy shoots me her where-were-you look as I sit down next to her. I retaliate with my you-know-where smile.

"So you two are twins I assume?" the girl says.

"What would ever give you that idea?" I ask sarcastically. Lucy elbows me in the stomach. "Hey!"

"Yeah, we are." Lucy beams.

"That's so cool! I wish I had a sister to share a secret language with!"

"We don't have a secret language." Me and Lucy say in sync.

"But you just had that little unspoken exchange with each other that looked like you totally get each other. Not to mention you just spoke in complete sync."

"So, what's your name?" I ask, trying to divert her attention to something other than me.

"Allison. Allison Argent. What are yours."

"I'm Layla Harper. And that's my sister Lucy Harper."

Scott's POV

"As you all know, there indeed was a body found in the woods last night. And I am sure your eager little minds are coming up with various macabre scenarios as to what happened. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody, which means you can give your undivided attention to the syllabus which is on your desk outlining this semester." The teacher says while Stiles and I shoot each other knowing looks about the body. As I begin to look at the syllabus, I hear a phone ringing. I look around the classroom to see whose phone it is, but no one else seems to be hearing it. I look outside to see three girls sitting on a bench. I instantly see Layla and a girl who looks just like her, Lucy, and a brunette girl I have never seen before talking on her cell phone.

"Mom three calls on my first day is a little overdoing it." she says. She frantically looks through her bag for something. "Everything except a pen. Oh my god, I didn't actually forget a pen." I see the vice-principal walking up to them. "Okay, okay. I got to go. Love ya."

"Sorry to keep you waiting ladies." he says.

"No prob." Layla and Lucy say together.

"So all three of you just came from San Francisco. Did you know each other before today?"

"I don't believe so." the girl says.

"Well I do hope Beacon Hills is a nice change from the city." The four of them then walk in to my classroom. Everyone turns their head and stares. "Class, these are our new students, Allison Argent and Layla and Lucy Harper. Please do your best to make them feel welcome." Layla sits in the seat behind Stiles, Lucy sits in the seat next to Danny, and Allison sits in the seat behind me. As soon as she sits down I turn around and gave her a pen.

"Thanks." Allison says.

Layla's POV

Class was so boring, especially for the first day, with some nonsense about metamorphosis. As soon as class was let out, I went with Lucy and Allison to try to find our lockers. Almost immediately when we find our lockers a red-headed girl walks up to us.

"I love that jacket, it's absolutely killer." she says to Allison.

"Thanks." Allison replies sweetly.

"And I'm so jealous of the whole twin thing you two have going on. It's so cool!" Lucy and I look at each other and share our signature smile.

"Thanks." Lucy and I reply in sync.

"I'm Lydia by the way." A guy with dirty-blonde hair starts to walk by, but Lydia pulls him over to talk to us. "And this is my boyfriend, Jackson."

My mind starts to drift as I see Scott, Stiles, and this girl staring at us. I smile at Stiles as he tries to pretend that he wasn't endlessly looking at me. Then something really strange happens, I can hear exactly what they are saying over there.

"Can someone tell me how new girls here all of five minutes and already hanging out with Lydia's clique?" the girl asks.

"Because they're hot. Hot people herd together." Stiles replies. Stiles thinks I'm hot? I want to hear him say it again, ask him if he really thinks this, but I'm pulled back into my own conversation when I hear Lydia mention a party.

"A party?" Allison asks.

"Yeah. Friday night. You should come." Jackson responds.

"It's...uh…family night on Friday. Thanks for asking though."

"How about the two of you." Lydia asks us.

"We'll think about it." I reply.

Stiles' POV

I notice Ari walk away from Lydia and Jackson as Lucy and Allison are dragged somewhere by the duo. I smile. There's just something about Ari being here that feels so right.

"Hey Stiles." She says.

"Oh, hey Ari. What's up?" I ask.

"Well, I've been hearing these rumors about a dead body being found in the woods and I was wondering if you knew what happened."

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you're thinking that I went searching for half of the body, then you're wrong. I don't interfere with police activity."

"Uh-huh. What do you mean by half of the body?"

"Dammit. I shouldn't have said that."

"Don't hold back on me now. C'mon tell me."

"Maybe."

"Okay, how about this. There's a party Friday night. How about you take me there, we can catch up on the past six years, and when you find out everything about this case you tell me."

"Like…on a date?"

"Do you…want it to be?"

"I don't know. Do you?" Scott then picked that moment to pay attention to reality and interrupt my conversation with Ari.

"Stiles, tryouts are about to start." Scott says. "We better go." Me and Ari just stare into each other's eyes. "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"Um, nope. Nothing at all. Not one single, little thing that could make this conversation extremely awkward if that's what you're implying." Ari rambles on.

"Yeah, totally nothing like that. At all." I add trying not to let Scott know what we were talking about.

"Right." Scott says. "So Layla, do wanna watch us practice? You'll be watching me make first line."

"I guess. But Stiles said you were horrible at lacrosse."

"Not anymore."

Layla's POV

I was walking through the woods with Scott and Stiles trying to find Scott's inhaler that he dropped the other night…the night I was bitten. I wasn't paying much attention to what they were saying, I was too focused on the events that happened last night. I kept looking around the woods. I swear I could hear something, or rather someone was out here as well and it terrified me. My mind kept flashes to when that thing bit me. The glowing red eyes stare into mine as it slowly advances towards me. It's like I'm watching it all for the first time, but outside looking in.

"No, I - I could have sworn this was it. I saw the body; the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler." I hear Scott say as I zone back into the conversation.

"Maybe the killer moved the body." Stiles jokes.

"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks." I looked out into the distance of the woods; we were definitely not alone. I could hear the footsteps of someone coming closer to us.

"What's wrong, Ari?" Stiles asks.

"Someone's watching us. I can feel it." I reply.

"Who else would be out in the middle of the woods?"

"I don't know, but someone is here."

"What are you doing here?" a voice asks. The three of us turn around to see Derek Hale. "Huh? This is private property."

"Uh, sorry, man, we didn't know." Stiles replies.

"We were just looking for something." I add.

"Uh, forget it." Scott says. Derek then tosses Scott his inhaler. "Um. All right, come on, I gotta get to work." The three of us start to walk away from Derek. But there was something about him that didn't feel quite right, I don't know whether it was these woods getting to me or not, but I got this sense that Derek was hiding something. There was this vibe I got off of him that was like he wasn't human.

"Dude, that was Derek Hale. You remember, right? He's only like a few years older than us." Stiles says to Scott, knowing he knew I knew exactly who that was.

"Remember what?" Scott asks.

"His family. They all burned to death in a fire six years ago." I reply.

"I wonder what he's doing back."

Stiles' POV

The next day seemed to move quickly packed full of odd events that I would never think would be possible until I found out about Laura Hale's, Derek's sister, body. Scott was a freaking werewolf and he was still insistent on taking Allison to this party. But tonight I'm taking Ari to that party, and there's no way I'm going to piss her off by canceling on her. Besides, if I'm there to keep an eye on Scott, what could possibly go wrong.

I pull up my jeep to her house to see her waiting on the porch for me. She looks absolutely stunning. I know it was just a simple party look, but I think the part about picking her up for a possible date just really changed things for me. Her blonde hair was the way it always was; loose and wavy and her green eyes sparkled in the moonlight. She wore a green tank top that matched her eyes and jean shorts. I felt slightly underdressed in my worn, purple hoodie and faded jeans.

"Are you just gonna stand and stare?" Ari asks.

"You look beautiful." I reply.

"You really think so?"

"I would never lie to you, Ari."

"Neither would I."

"So, are you ready?"

"With you by my side, I'm ready for anything."

"Same here."

Third Person's POV

The party was in full swing by the time that Layla and Stiles had arrived. People were dancing, drinking, and making out. Layla looked at Stiles intently as the moonlight shone in her eyes, making them seem even brighter than usual.

"So…here we are." Stiles says awkwardly.

"Don't act like this. I like it when you're just you, not when you pretend to be someone you're not." Layla replies.

"Why did you want to come here with me? There are hundreds of guys at Beacon Hills that would give anything to be here with you. Why me?"

"I think you're pretty great. I always have. I don't want to be here with some stuck-up jock. You're the only one who I can feel like myself with."

"Is that why you came back to Beacon Hills."

"I came back because—" Layla then grasps her head in agony.

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Um, yeah. I think I just need some air."

"But we're outside." Layla just ignores him as she pushes past the dancing teens until she reached the gate where she had entered not long ago. "Ari! Ari where are you?!" Layla doesn't seem to hear Stiles as she continues to move away from the party. When she finally reaches the road, she takes off sprinting into the night towards the woods that changed everything for her.

Layla's POV

I keep running faster and faster as I come into the woods. It feels unnatural; I've never been able to run like this, hell, my senses have never been like this until a couple of days ago. I look into a puddle of water and cannot believe what I'm seeing staring back at me. Instead of the reflection that I've grown used to I see myself but me with glowing amber eyes, fur down the side of my face, and fangs. When I look down at my hands, I see claws in place of my fingernails. I blink, and everything is in shades of red. I was a werewolf. I was a frikkin werewolf.

The next thing I knew, there was an arrow lodged in my side and I was pinned against a tree. Two men emerged from the woods, all pointing crossbows at me. I growl as they come closer to me.

"Look at what we've caught. It's a beta." One guy says.

"We can't kill it; we'd never hear the end of it from Chris." Another replies.

"Fine. Let's just take it." I growl louder as they slowly walk forward, but it does nothing to stop them from coming closer. "Nowhere to go, wolfy. Time for you to go to your cage." He throws the crossbow to the ground and pulls out this rod thing sparking with electricity. He hits me with it, and I growl in pain.

"Why isn't it working? She should be in her human form now."

"Then what do we do?"

"We need to sedate her. You know what wolfsbane that is." The other guy pulls out a syringe filled with a substance I didn't know and walks closer towards me. I struggle against the arrow still lodged in my side as the guy came closer. He held the syringe against my neck. I let out a low growl, but that only made him laugh.

"Nighty night, wolfy." He then plunged the syringe in my neck, and the next thing I knew, I was met with darkness.

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