Odd Encounters


HANNAH

I wake up on the floor of the dusty, burned up house. I cough a little, my curls bouncing with the movement. I find a grown man with dark hair and eyes staring at me. I'm scared for a moment, but my memories return. The hunters, Anily, him and the other wolf. I was shot. Oh my God. I was shot. With a crossbow. I was shot with a fucking cross bow. How the hell am I still-

"You're Hannah, right?" The wolf asks. He isn't a wolf now, but I can see it. His eyes flicker red for a moment but they return to normal. I nod my head and cough a little more.

"Who are you? I know you, I know that... but I don't remember you." I say, shakily. My head hurts. He smiles a sexy smile. Yes, I realize he's way older than me, but something about him made me think that way. I shake my head, making it hurt more.

"I'm Derek, I'm your new alpha."

"I remember that part. I just didn't remember your name." I say, standing off of the ground. I'm not really in pain, not anymore. But I remember the pain. I push my curls back and sigh.

"How are you feeling?"

"I was shot with an arrow."

"I know."

It's an awkward silence. I look around and finding nothing else to do, I pop my back. The noise is disgustingly loud. I sigh and slump, tired and bored. I notice my sister isn't here.

"Where's-"

"Your sister is safe, she's with Scott and his friend. You shouldn't worry."

I see some emotion in his eyes that betrays his words. I shake my head.

"You don't even believe yourself. Do you?"

He shakes his head.

"I can only hope."

Great. Thanks, Haylee. You get to go be the big girl and put your life in danger. That's not all. Not only that, but you also leave me alone with our smoking hot alpha.

I groan aloud, earning an odd look from Derek. I take a deep breath. This is just like her. I slump to the ground, unwillingly allowing the awkward silence to engulf me.

HAYLEE

The boy had run. He hadn't even seen us, he'd just ran. I sensed something was off and so had Scott.

"Haylee, stand back." He says. I shake my head. I was no wimp and if this is our first fight with something, I want to prove that I can handle myself.

"No way." I say. Stiles grimaces. He looks nervous.

"I think we should listen to Scott, I mean he's-"

"Stiles, shush." I say, as nicely as possible.

"But-"

I turn to him and glare. He backs away quickly. I don't know why. Not until I look at my nails. I'm going through the change. I stop it. I don't want a full change, not right now. I stand there with my claws out, fangs bared and I'm pretty sure my eyes are a bright, glowing green. At this moment, I don't care. Stiles and Scott stare at me.

"Aren't you a new wolf?" Stiles asks. Scott glares at him.

"Shut up, Stiles." Scott says. I look at him to find him changed. His eyes are yellow and he has facial hair, somewhat. I move in front of him and look at him.

"Take Stiles to get Derek and Hannah." I say.

"I can't take him. Besides, I'm not leaving you alone." Scott says. He looks serious.

"Then leave him with me. I'm fine." I say. He growls in defeat but leaves. I hear Stiles whimper.

"I-" He begins but I put my hand to his mouth.

"Shush, Stiles." I warn. I feel him nod his head.

I remove my hand and walk further, knowing he's right behind me. I'm thankful for that. I walk over to where the boy had been sitting and I look around. I see no one. Suddenly, Stiles yelps. I am quick on my reflexes. I turn quickly, yanking Stiles behind me. I see a boy, around maybe sixteen or seventeen. He has black hair and what looks like dark blue eyes.

My breath catches in my throat. His sneer turns all of his features dark, even his dimpled cheeks. He's a hunter. His crossbow hangs in his hands limply. Stiles is what causes my breathing to return. The boy, looking oddly familiar, only stares.

"Let's go. Now." Stiles whispers. I nod and I grab his wrist, running.

The last thing I see is the boy slamming down his red beanie.

I hadn't realized that I was squeezing Stile's wrist. He snatched away from me and turned me around.

"What happened back there?" He asks. I narrow my eyes, curiously.

"What do you-"

"I helped Scott out, I know exactly how all of this works. I saw your breathing shallow, I could tell your heart rate was slowing. You would have changed back in front of him!"

"How do you know that?"

"Because you're changed back now!"

I dig around, looking for a mirror but find none. I hear a shutter. I look at Stiles, who is showing me his phone. There was no flash, nothing to screw with my eyes. I look normal.

That human boy, no that hunter, had made me weak.