A/N:
So I started a new story before I finished my other one, Chasing The Past. I promised to finish it and I will; however, I will need time. Since I am now obsessed with Teen Wolf, and I have grown tendencies to ship Lucy Hale with Teen Wolf hotties, I started writing this story. Also blame roleplay. Nevertheless, that doesn't delete the fact that I'm still a sophomore who needs to focus on her school, and I write only in the car in a notebook to retype it all when I get home so...you see how it is. Chasing the Past is under work, and this story will hopefully be something you like.
P.S: Layla Hale's Face Claim is Lucy Hale. I should have just let her be Lucy Hale but I liked Layla better. It means night in Arabic. Reviews and others are always a boost to me! So yeah - Enjoy!
It was a long trip from Los Angeles to Beacon Hills, especially on foot; however, it was an effort Layla was willing to expend. If it was true, if the Alpha really was back, then it would be none other than her brother or sister. They only made it because they were at school at the time. Layla though was lucky enough to be out collecting fire wood when the arsonists ignited her house.
As the heels of her boots crumbles the dead leaves beneath her feet, her eyes welled up as they recalled the very details of the trail that she walked to the burning house - her house. Finally, she stopped at the foot of the ashed porch steps. Layla took in a deep breath as she slowly mounted the steps to stand at the door, her palm tracing the spirals on the door. The sign of a wolf's vendetta.
Layla tilted her head before looking down as she pushed the door slowly. It swung with a creak before settling wide open. She looked up again, a lump growing in her throat as she stepped in slowly, her eyes scanning the entrance that was once warm and cozy. Her heart twisted with anguish. When Layla stepped in further, however, guns and crossbows were sheathed at her. Her instinct was to phase and offense, but she immediately held up her palms, yielding, as her eyes widening with sincere shock and fake fear.
"Down, down! It's just another kid." Layla heard the gruff voice of an old man as a well-built old man made his way through the crowd of what Layla identified as hunters - who were now lowering their deadly weapons. Layla stepped back when the old man stepped forward, and she frowned. She needed to keep up the scared and confused teenage girl facade perfectly, or she'd be dead. "We won't hurt you, kid." The old man said, and Layla blinked furiously, her breath hitching as she glanced around. Physically, they all towered over her small petite self. Materialistically, they could take her down with a shot of wolfsbane. A fight wouldn't be in her favor, even if she was stronger. Flesh would never meet a gun.
Another man approached through the crowds, and Layla couldn't help but stare at him as she saw familiar green eyes. Where had she seen eyes familiar to these before? Layla frowned, yet the man softened his expression when he saw her face. "What are you doing here?" The man asked, and Layla swallowed. She glanced around nervously, well not really, and eyed the weapons with uneasiness. "I-i..we just moved..my family and I got lost.." Layla blurted out, her voice almost inaudible with fear to cover up her lie. It wasn't completely a lie. The group of omegas who took care of her said they'd be here once they were done training the newest omega. But now, Layla was contemplating telling them to never dare come close to Beacon Hills - that was if she made it alive anyways.
"Then you should just leave." The old man said as he extracted a small box from the inside pocket of his jacket, dropping some colorful mixture of pills into his palm before tossing them into his mouth. Layla gulped before she turned back to the green eyed man, still trying to recall where she'd seen him before. "And don't you dare tell anyone what you saw." He completed his voice rough due to swallowing pills at a raw gulp. Layla locked her jaw as she stepped back again, eager to get out of their as soon as possible.
"Gerard, you're scaring her." The green eyed man sighed as he ushered her towards the door, "Go, and keep a secret." he muttered and Layla nodded quickly before she trudged uneasily out of the door, removing and picking up her boots after walking a good fifteen meters from the house and into the forest before she took off, running, putting as much distance between her and the house she once called home - now a booby trap for werewolves who came searching for the Alpha.
When she stopped, she sighed loudly and leaned down to drop her boots onto the ground and rest her palms against her knees. She's encountered hunters on many occasions, but never this close, and never this dangerous. When a twig snapped, she whirled around quickly, her eyes flashing amber, before her lips parted in shock. Layla stood there, a few feet from her stood Derek, leaning against a tree trunk with a quizzical look in his eyes. Layla took a deep breath as she did nothing but stare.
"You did really good back there." Derek mumbled, almost respectfully as he stood up straight. From the last time she has seen him, she'd say he grew taller. Or it was just her, since she was always so short. Layla studied every feature that had changed in his face. The sharpness of his eyes was something she wasn't familiar with. Derek was the fun one. But what happened could change anyone. It changed her. Surely it changed him too. But nevertheless, she wasn't at all familiar with the feeling that coursed through her.
Derek stepped towards the girl, lifting a brow as he studied her small figure...small werewolf figure. He was meaning to warn her before she walked into the house, but he was too busy studying her odd reaction to the burnt house. It was too late when she pushed the door open. Derek stayed close, waiting for the ripping and the screaming, but instead, the girl lied her way smoothly out of a situation that would usually be a werewolf's end. He thought she was young, but she was smart. She seemed experienced. She knew hunters the moment she saw their weapons. "Were you scared?" He asked, narrowing his eyes as he stepped towards her again, studying her awfully familiar features.
Apparently, Derek hadn't recognized her. And she wouldn't blame him. The last time he saw her was when she was ten or eleven, extremely young. His question shocked her, but she stood tall and nodded, "Yes I was. But fear is what keeps me going." Layla answered, loud and clear, before her fingers clasped her wrist, rubbing it in circles - a stupid habit she picked up over childhood whenever she got nervous or stressed.
Derek's eyes fell to her hand holding her wrist, and he blinked furiously before his eyes traveled to his face again. The laughing face of a young ten year old with chubby cheeks and wide hazel eyes flashed before his eyes before he saw the girl's face again. Eyes sharp like his, jaw set, but beneath the seriousness of her expression, he saw the chubbiness and childishness of his younger sister. Derek pursed his lips tightly, "No, it can't be you. Layla died in the fire." Derek mumbled as he turned away.
"No I didn't." Layla answered immediately as she stood in front of him, "Come on, Derek, you wouldn't now your own sister." Layla stared up at Derek, before her eyes flashed amber. As if the enhanced vision allowed them to see an invisible bond between the both of them. Derek's eyes had turned from grey to red, watching the bond. "If this doesn't prove it, then what will?" Layla asked again. Derek's eyes had gone normal again as he looked down at her, staring at her face intently before he immediately relaxed. It was her. Despite her calm tone, the spunk behind her tone was there. Layla saw the flash of recognition in his eyes and it was only seconds before he had his arms wrapped around her, holding onto this last miracle, his only family left, internally vowing to protect her forever.
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Good? Bad? I'm not quiet sure I got Derek's badassness correct, but oh well. It comes with experience. Like I said, reviews and fave's boost me faster. I can't promise quick updates, but I promise entertainment until the new season starts :P Tell me what you think! I'm always open for suggestions or questions.