Disclaimer: Surprise I don't own Teen Wolf!
The moon beats down on his bare back. The cool daft tickles the back of his neck, as every vein in his body pulsed and flared. His temper was venomous and furious. The full moon brought out the pure worst in Scott. Scott's thoughts were violent and set towards people he normally holds close. His jealousy and hatred was amplified by the light of the full moon. But, Stiles knew that he had to control his betraying friend. This was done by the handcuff tightly wrapped around Scott's wrist.
The restraints only made the anger inside Scott build up. He used his strength to fight the cuffs only causing bloody rings around his wrist. He roared in pain; both emotional and physical. The Alpha was sending him messages of pure anger and emotion set to kill his friends.
His fury rooted mostly from the girl of his affection, Allison. His thoughts flooded of his love and his enemy alone; together. He knew Jackson was with Allison and that he was going to try to take her away. Scott never felt such heartbreak before.
Nearby a friend shared in the feeling of heartbreak, Stiles. Scott knew Stiles loved Lydia, yet he kissed her. No, not just kissed her; made out with her. Stiles felt betrayed and heartbroken. His closest friend kissed her! Inside Stiles knew Scott couldn't control himself today, but it didn't take away the pain.
Stiles stares absently at the wall and hums to drowned out the sound of Scott's howling. He hugged close to his knees and just waiting for the end of the screams.
Then, silence fell over the room that Scott was locked in.
"Scott?" Stiles timidly walked into the moon lit room to find broken handcuffs and the window opened.
"Oh, this is bad. This is really bad." Stiles said as he raced out to his car in hopes of finding the teen wolf on the rampage.
Scott's heart pulsed and his muscles felt strong. He ran with purpose; to find Jackson and Allison. The silver car came into view through Scott's animal eyes. His mind fabricated the scene he was watching play out. Scott saw Jackson and Allison passionately making out but in truth they were merely talking. The Alpha had planted this enraged animal instinct inside him and nothing was what it seemed anymore to Scott. He was a hunter, and they were the prey.