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Chapter 6 – Heart Monitor
Lacey's POV
"Are you kidding me?! I was freaking busy doing things, so why did you call me out here?" I yell at my Alpha as I follow him in the woods. I was beyond pissed at him for making me lie to Stiles so I had a reason to leave without it being suspicious. I liked Stiles a lot, and having to constantly lie to him so I could meet up with my Alpha to talk about the next phase in his revenge scheme was definitely not how I wanted to do things. I got why he wanted revenge on the Argents, they were the real monsters in this world, but this was seriously getting in the way of my relationship.
"A mountain lion was shot in the school parking lot. Now we don't have something else for the public to blame the attacks on, which means we have to be more careful where we kill the remaining targets in our little operation." The Alpha replies, not even bothering to make some sort of snide comment about how my relationship with Stiles was meaningless and will never last.
"Don't know why you're telling me this, it's not like I can shift into whatever it is you're shifting into, not to mention I still don't actually wanna kill anyone. What if you're wrong and we're killing totally innocent people who had nothing to do with the fire? Then we're killing totally innocent people who are dying for absolutely no reason." I couldn't handle it if the people we were brutally murdering were people that really didn't deserve it. I was okay in killing killers like the Argents who would kill werewolf after werewolf just because we were different, but killing innocent people was another thing.
"None of them are innocent."
"How do you know?"
"I'm your Alpha, you are to do as I say!" He grabs me by the throat and pins me up against a tree and roars in my face, forcing me to shift against my will. "I turned you for a reason, Lacey, I needed someone to help teach those responsible a lesson, to teach them that they won't get away with what they did to my family. I can smell that rage inside of you that wants to be let out and make those people pay, make the Argents face the consequences in the most painful way in punishment for what they did. So stop resisting and trust me."
"I trust you, I just don't wanna kill anyone but the Argents. That guy I killed I don't even know if he was really a blood-thirsty killer; all we really know about him was that he was an arsonist. We have no proof that he had any part in the fire, but still you made me ruthlessly kill a guy. You might be okay with all of this, but I don't want to be a killer." I struggle against his tight grip, but my Alpha just grips my throat tighter and tighter until I stop struggling.
"Your friends are making you weak, Lacey. I thought you would be the kind of beta that would do whatever I said, after all you showed so much promise, but I guess there's just too much humanity left in you from the few people you actually care about, like Stiles. That's probably my fault though, I should've known he'd be a problem given how hard he's been trying to keep Scott human, yet I allowed you to be with this boy. Don't worry though, I'm going to keep my promise to you and leave him out of harm's way, but I need you to be a little more open to the idea of killing anyone I ask you to."
"I don't wanna be a killer."
"Why? Because you don't want Stiles to find out you're a killer?"
"Because I don't wanna like it the way I do."
"In our little world of the supernatural, it's either kill or be killed, and there's nothing wrong in liking the power you get from each kill you make, pup. I see you think you have a choice in this, but you actually don't. If you won't willingly kill who I tell you, then I guess I'm gonna have to convince you to do things my way. I really wish I didn't have to do this, I really don't, but with Scott pushing me away, I can't have you leave me because of your humanity." I watch his claws grow in the hand that was not wrapped around my throat. My Alpha lowers me from the tree and forces me to my knees. Without any warning, he sticks his claws in the back of my neck and I can feel his presence in my mind and thoughts. I suddenly have these thoughts to kill anyone that gets in my way, but before I can take off on a glorious killing spree, my Alpha stops me. "Now, now, now, my little pup, don't just kill anyone, only kill who I say to, understand?" I nod my head. "Good, now come with me, we need to pay Scott a little visit."
Scott's POV
As I walk back to my room after my slight encounter with the Alpha, I see Derek impatiently for me by my window. Okay, seriously, he has to stop sneaking into my room every time he wants to talk to me. Has he ever thought of texting or emailing me?
"You seriously have to stop doing that." I tell him.
"So what happened? Did he talk to you?" Derek asks. Okay, how did he even know that I was just visited by the Alpha and the other beta?
"Yeah. We had a wonderful conversation about the weather. No, he didn't talk."
"Did you get an impression from him? Remember, your senses are heightened, communication doesn't have to be spoken. What kind of impression did you get from him?"
"Anger."
"Directed at you?"
"No, but it was definitely anger. Especially when he drew the spiral."
"Wait, the what? What did you just say?"
"He drew this spiral in the window of my car, in the condensation, you know? What? You have this look like you know what it means."
"No, it's nothing."
"You can't do this. You can't ask me to trust you and then keep things to yourself."
"It doesn't mean anything."
"You buried your sister underneath a spiral. What does it mean?"
"You don't wanna know."
Lacey's POV
I look at myself through the small mirror in my locker, and unlike most girls I wasn't checking to see if my hair was perfectly in place, I was checking to make sure I still looked human and people weren't in danger of what my Alpha has made me become. I knew that I was only in full control of my actions while I was still human, so I had to stay human as much as possible to stop myself from killing people.
"Lacey!" Lucy's voice snaps at me, pulling me out of my thoughts. Okay, when did my twin even get here? And I don't need to go into full werewolf form to use my enhanced hearing, so how the hell did she just appear without me noticing ahead of time. "Are you even listening to me?"
"Sorry, uh, what were you saying?" I close my locker door and turn to face Lucy. A pissed Lucy was not a fun thing to have to deal with; I might be a werewolf, but she can be far more terrifying than my Alpha when she gets angry.
"I was asking what the hell is going on with you. Ever since we've moved back to Beacon Hills, it's like you've become an entirely different person; you're out late at night, come back early in the morning, I've found blood covering your clothes, and not to mention the other weird things. Like, since when have you had any interest in playing lacrosse and how are you so good at it already?" She was getting suspicious, and I could not let her find out about what has happened to me, about what I've become after that night in the woods. She couldn't know; if she found out, she'd want to get involved to help me, but she couldn't heal like I do. We might be identical twins who have shared everything, but this time, we're different; I heal in minutes for a cut that would take Lucy weeks to heal.
"Look, I've just been trying to make a life of myself here where I'm not just a twin. Maybe you should do the same instead of worrying about what I'm doing. Sorry I haven't really had much time to spend with you like I used to, but I've been busy lately, you know, lacrosse and Stiles."
"Really? I called him the other night and he said he had no idea where you were. So, tell me, where were you last night?"
"I was with him. I left and walked home, so quit your worrying."
"There's something you're not telling me. Why? Did I do something wrong? Is this because I used your toothbrush last week to clean my feet?"
"You what?"
"Uh, nothing. Is this because of the guys that kidnapped you for three days?"
"N-yes. Yes, it is. I'm just still trying to get over that." I see Stiles across the hallway, shooting him a "help me" look, which he seems to pick up on as he clumsily runs over to me. Thank god Lucy was completely focused on me, and not on anything else, because Stiles was not even close to looking casual or suave on his way over.
"Hey beautiful." Stiles says, wrapping an arm around my waist.
"Oh, hey, Stiles." I lean in and kiss Stiles. Lucy gets that our conversation is over and leaves in a huff of anger and disappointment. I wasn't an idiot though; Lucy will try to address this again the next time we're alone. "Thanks for being my knight in shining armor."
"Any time. You mind telling me what it was about?"
"You know Lucy, she can ask way too many questions about things that are none of her damn business, but I'm used to it. How's your dad?" Stiles grabs my hand and leads us to our history class. I guess going to class was kinda important, but I'd definitely rather just talk to Stiles instead.
"He's fine, no thanks to Scott."
"How is it Scott's fault?"
"Would you understand if I said it's complicated?"
"I wouldn't believe you if you said it wasn't. With you, it's never easy or simple, but that's something I've always loved about you." I could deal with complications; I was a werewolf afterall. Complicated was basically my life now, but I'm pretty sure that was just the price of being a supernatural creature, and whenever anyone said something was complicated, it was nothing compared to what I've been going through in the past few weeks.
"Remind me why it took this long for us to get together."
"Don't get all cheesy on me, you know I've never really people who act like that."
"But you like me."
"You're such a dork."
"And you love it." We walk into the classroom and sit in the way back; Stiles sits in a desk second to last and I take the seat next to him. Stiles pretends not to notice when Scott takes the seat behind him. I don't know what happened with the two of them, but I had this feeling like it was werewolf related, and I didn't like seeing Stiles upset with his best friend.
"Still not talking to me?" Scott asks in a hushed whisper so that our teacher wouldn't hear us talking instead of paying attention to whatever nonsense today's lesson was.
"Ari, do you hear something?"
"Don't drag me into this, right now you two are worse than a couple of stuck up teenage girls. Figure it out, and stop this nonsense. Stiles, you've been best friends with Scott for years, and whatever the hell happened, get over it. Scott, I don't know what the fuck you did, but if Stiles is this angry at you, you had to screw up pretty massively, so, here's an idea, stop obsessing over Allison and actually spend time with your best friend that doesn't involve him doing something for you like trying to force him going on a double-date with you. Whatever you do, just keep me out of it." I tell them.
Scott's POV
"Remind me to never get your girlfriend angry cause Lacey can be pretty scary. Just a warning, dude, don't ever forget your anniversary." I tell Stiles as we walk to our next class. I might be a werewolf, and have seen some pretty scary stuff since I've been turned, but she was pretty terrifying.
"Could be worse…she could have claws and fangs." Stiles replies with his usual sarcasm.
"Very funny. So Derek told me to learn control, I need to tap into my animal side and get angry."
"All right, well, correct me if I'm wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone, and that someone is usually me."
"I know. That's what he means when he says he doesn't know if he can teach me. I have to control it."
"Well, how's he gonna teach you to do that?"
"I don't know. I don't think he does either."
"Okay. When are you seeing him again?"
"He told me not to talk about it. Just act normal and get through the day."
"When?"
"He's picking me up at the animal clinic after work."
"after work. Okay, that gives me the end of the school day then."
"To do what?"
"To teach you myself."
Lacey's POV
"Hey, Scott, do you have any idea where Stiles is? I texted him like five times and he isn't getting back to me. It's kinda important." I ask Scott. I wanted to find out what happened last night at the school with the mountain lion and his dad; I needed to know everything there was to know about the incident. Also, I needed to know that Stiles' dad was okay.
"I meeting him so we can, uh, practice lacrosse. I could pass on the message for you." Scott replies.
"I'll just practice with you guys. You know, since I'm the team now."
"You're on the team? When did that happen?"
"Right, forgot Stiles isn't really talking to you. It was the other day when you decided to ditch school and lacrosse practice. Long story short, Coach asked me to join the team, and I did."
"It's really no problem, I can tell Stiles for you."
"Is there a reason you don't want me to come to the lacrosse field? Like you're keeping some deep, dark secret from me?"
"No, definitely no. It's just, uh—you don't have any padding, you could get hurt."
"Neither do you. So, either you let me on that field, or I tell Allison you're intentionally avoiding her."
"H-how did you know that?"
"I'm not an idiot, and you haven't exactly been sly. So, what's it gonna be, Scottie?"
"Why are you doing this? Why are you threatening me?"
"I've told you, I need to talk to Stiles. And, if I were you, I really wouldn't want to get me angry. Believe me when I say you have no idea what I'm capable of. There's a reason I survived three days in the woods, and I'm certain you don't wanna find out how."
"Lacey, are you okay?" I look down at my hands to see my claws were starting to grow. Not good…this was seriously not good. Scott couldn't know what I was, no one can. I know that Scott's a werewolf, but if he finds out, keeping my identity a secret will become so much harder. Derek already knew, and I just couldn't afford anyone else finding out.
"I-uh-you know what? I'll, um talk to him later. I gotta go!" I try to leave, but Scott grabs on to my arm.
"You don't look okay."
"I'm fine, just let me go!"
"Not until you tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing's wrong, just let me go!"
"Let me—" Before I even know what I'm doing, I break free from Scott's grip and shove him against the lockers, with my hand wrapped around Scott's throat. I quickly release Scott and run as fast as I could and as far away from here as possible.
Stiles' POV
"I'm telling you, Stiles, something is seriously wrong with Lacey, or Ari, or whatever she's called. She literally had me in a choke-hold just for asking if she was alright. I know you're still mad at me, but you have to admit this is strange." Scott tells me. I know Ari isn't exactly the most normal girl on the planet and constantly threatens people that annoy her, but this was very strange, even by her standards.
"Okay, that is strange. But it's probably nothing, maybe someone pissed her off earlier today and she just took it out on you." I reply.
"Maybe, but what if there's more to it?"
"You know what? We're here to teach you control, not worry about Ari, so put this thing on and let's get started before I have an urge to kill you." I hand Scott a heart rate monitor that I "borrowed" from the track team.
"Isn't this one of the heart rate monitors for the track team?"
"Yeah, I borrowed it."
"Stole it."
"Temporarily misappropriated. Coach uses it to monitor his heart rate with his phone while he jogs, and your gonna wear it for the rest of the day." Scott sighs before putting on the heart rate monitor and I take out Coach's phone to monitor Scott's heart rate.
"Isn't that Coach's phone?"
"I'm gonna give it back to him, so technically I'm just borrowing it."
"Why are you "borrowing" it?"
"Well, your heart rate goes up when you wolf out, right? When you're playing lacrosse, when you're with Allison, whenever you get angry or agitated. Maybe learning to control it is tied to learning how to control your heart rate."
"Like the Incredible Hulk."
"Kind of like the Incredible Hulk, yeah."
"No, I'm like the Incredible Hulk."
"Would you just shut up and stand still?" I take the duct tape from my bag and duct tape Scott's hands together so that he couldn't try to catch any balls I'm gonna throw at him. Man, this was gonna be fun for me.
"This isn't exactly how I wanted to spend my free period."
"All right, you ready?" I grab my lacrosse stick and use it to pick up a ball.
"No."
"Remember, don't get angry." I throw my first ball, but it narrowly misses him.
"I'm starting to think this is a very bad idea." My next ball hits Scott in the chest. "Oh, man. Okay, that one kinda hurt."
"Quiet. Remember, you're supposed to be thinking about your heart rate, all right? About staying calm."
"Stay calm. Staying calm. Staying totally calm. There's no balls flying at my face." I throw another ball and it hits him straight in the face. Ah, talk about the irony. This was really starting to get fun.
"Ah, son of a bitch!"
"You know what? I think my aim is actually improving."
"Wonder why."
"Don't get angry." I throw another ball at him and once again it hits him in the face.
"I'm not getting angry." I throw yet another ball and it hits him in the chest. "Stop. Just—can we hold on-?" I ignore him and throw another ball at him, and it hits him in the nuts. I kinda felt bad about that one, but he deserves every bit of what he's getting. His heart rate begins to rapidly increase and he breaks free from the duct tape as he starts to shift, but then it goes back down to normal. How did he do that? How did he bring himself back?
"Scott? Scott, you started to change." I tell him as I run over to Scott just to make sure he was okay.
"From anger. But it was more than that. It was like the angrier I got, the stronger I felt."
"So, it's anger then. Derek's right."
"I can't be around Allison."
"Because she makes you happy?"
"No, because it makes me weak."
"Alright, you stay away from her for a few days, you can do that."
"But is it a few days, or is it forever?"
"You know, this whole "women make you weak" thing is a little too Spartan warrior for me. It's probably just part of the learning process."
"Yeah, but you've seen Derek. I mean, that guy's totally alone."
"True, but his family burned to death in a fire. That's sure to do something to the guy. You're not like him, you know."
Lacey's POV
"Hey, Lacey, I was wondering if I could talk to you?" a voice asks me. I turn around to see local douchebag, aka Jackson, standing behind me. What the hell does he want? I have half a mind to just punch him in the face, but I need to stay calm and not shift.
"What do you want, Jackson? To say that I don't deserve to be on the team? You've already made that quite clear, so don't bother wasting my time." I reply.
"I'm sorry about that, I'm not exactly used to people taking my spotlight, and then you came along. A girl no one knows anything about and then just makes the team without even wanting to by pushing me down and completely humiliating me."
"Is this some lame attempt to get me to feel sorry for you, cause I don't."
"That's not it."
"Then what is the point of all of this? I've been here for over a month and the only time you've talked to me was on the field when you told me that I didn't deserve to be on the team."
"I know and—"
"And what? You're sorry. Jackson, I'll let you in on a little secret, I don't just believe what people say, especially people like you. If you want me to believe you, make me. I'll admit I did only join the team because I knew it would annoy you, and I'm gonna continue to show you up until I have a reason to stop. Let's just stop pretending that you're here because you wanna make things right with me. I'm not so dim that I can't see when someone is trying to use me."
"You're hiding something, no one can knock me down like that, so how can you?"
"You pushed down my boyfriend because he scored a goal in a scrimmage. Are you really underestimating the power of pure adrenaline? I got angry, and that anger gave me the strength to push you down on your ass in front of the entire lacrosse team. Tell me, Jackass, how did it feel to get humiliated in front of the entire lacrosse team by a girl half you size? Never underestimate the power of pure adrenaline, and if you think that this was luck, piss me off again and see what happens. I know you're kind of short-sighted, but I don't think you're a total as well. Tell me, Jackson, can your ego take another take-down? I doubt it, but you are more than welcome to try to prove me wrong. I'd love to kick your ass again. And next time, I'm not just gonna push you, I'm gonna make you regret ever getting on my nerves. You might be the captain of the lacrosse team, but when it comes down to it, no one is going to give a damn if you get hurt. So stay out of my way if you know what's good for you."
"You think you're so tough, don't you? You know, I bet you lied about getting kidnapped for three days. There's no way a little bitch like you survived three days in the woods."
"Why would I even lie about that? You really are a dumb little asshole. What happened to me would give your nightmares nightmares. If I were you, I'd stay far, far away from me unless you wanna know what I'm really capable of."
"Was that a threat?"
"No, it's a promise, jackass."
Derek's POV
"I need your help." I tell my uncle, but like always, he remains unmoving in his catatonic state. "If you can hear me, I need you to give me a sign. Blink. Raise a finger. Anything. Just - Just something to point me in the right direction, okay? Someone killed Laura. Your niece. Laura? Whoever he is, he's an Alpha now. But he's one without a pack. Which means he's not as strong. I can take him. But I have to find him first. Look, if you know something, just give me a sign. Is it one of us? Someone else make it out of the fire? Just give me anything. Blink. Raise a finger. Anything. Say something!" I grab him in an attempt to shake him out of this state, but per usual, it does absolutely nothing.
"Let him go." Peter's nurse, Jennifer, tells me. I begrudgingly do so as I don't need to draw any more attention to myself. "You think after six years of this, yelling at him is going to get a response?"
"Got a better method?"
"Patience. He'll respond if you give him the time."
"I don't have any more time."
Lacey's POV
"Okay, I don't get it. How the hell do you find extra credit fun? Are you like not human or something, Luce? Seriously, how does anyone actually enjoy more work?" I ask my sister as we engage in different activities in our room. While I was using my time valuably and watching funny videos on YouTube, Lucy was completely wasting her time and doing extra credit for Mr. Harris's class. She was already acing his class, so why was she even bothering to do this work? It was times like these when I wondered how it was even possible for me and Lucy to be twins. We had the same face, yet she was all responsible while I slacked off and did whatever the hell I wanted.
"Not all of us have boyfriends, you know." Lucy replies. Translation: Lucy didn't have a boyfriend and therefore would waste her time doing extra credit and obsessing about what I was doing.
"You could get one, you know. Kyle Greenberg has been totally crushing on you since we got here. So, go after him before you force me to get involved, and you know I will."
"I don't know. Won't it be a little weird dating a guy that's on the lacrosse team with you? Besides, I'm perfectly happy being single." I hear her heart beat speed up as she says the last part. I knew it! She totally wants a boyfriend and she and Greenberg are perfect for each other. Okay, when did I get all sappy? I blame Stiles, but in a really good way. Luce deserved to be happy, and I was gonna make sure that she got together with someone that would make her really, really happy…and someone to spend time with when I'm busy with Stiles, lacrosse, or werewolf things. I grab my phone and start dialing a number, and Lucy seems to notice despite her lack of attention. "Who are you calling? Stiles?"
"Shh, shut up."
"Lace, what are you doing?" I ignore her as I hit the call button. A few months ago I would've never done something this bold, even if it wasn't for me, but now nothing really seems to scare me…except hunters, but they tried to kill me so that's pretty understandable. Maybe it's part of being a werewolf, all that confidence and charm I've seemed to pick up ever since that night I got bitten. Maybe it did suck that my Alpha could control me when I shift, but it's not all bad, I think.
"Be quiet."
"Hello?" Greenberg's voice asks from my phone.
"Hey, Greenberg. It's me, Lacey." I notice Lucy giving me a pleading look, telling me to stop and hang up the phone, but that's not gonna happen anytime soon. I doing her a favor anyways, so she should be grateful that I was helping her by doing something rash and unplanned.
"Uh…why are you calling me? Not that I have a problem with you or anything, but why? You're new to the team and all, but surely you must've figured out Coach hates me and hanging out with me might…"
"That's not what I'm calling you about."
"Then what is?"
"My sister, Lucy, I know you like her. Don't deny it cause I know it's true." Lucy's eyes widen and she lunges for my phone, but I easily pin her down on my bed while I continue to talk. "And she's totally into you as well." Lucy struggles harder and harder against me as each word comes out of my mouth."
"Lacey, stop." Lucy begs. I smirk at her in response.
"She does! That's awesome! Can you tell her—?" Greenberg starts to ask, but I cut him off.
"Actually, she's right here. Ask her yourself." I tell him.
"Lacey, no! Please don't do this!" Lucy begs. "No, no, no, no—hiiiiii." She says awkwardly as I put the phone next to her ear, leaving her with no escape. Obviously, I listen in on their little conversation as I have werewolf hearing. At first, it's really awkward conversation between the two of them, and I debate whether or not I need to step in and save them for themselves, but then Greenberg asks her out and Lucy ends the call.
"So, how do you feel?"
"Like I'm gonna throw up. I can't believe you did that."
"So, you got a date?"
"This Friday."
"My work here is done." I hear my phone buzz, and I quickly grab it from Lucy just in case there was something weird on the screen. It's a good thing I did too because the text was from the Alpha.
Alpha: Come to the school now. Come alone
I think about ignoring the text, but when I hear his howl, I know he means business. I turn away from Lucy when I feel the burning sensation of my eyes glowing its electric blue.
"Luce, I gotta do something. I'm meeting up with Stiles, but I'll be back later." I tell my sister.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yeah. I just totally forgot that we were supposed to be hanging out right now."
"Nothing bad, right? You're not like engaging in illegal activities, right?"
"He's the son of the sheriff, highly doubt that will happen." Lucy gives me a look that tells me to go and have fun. I smile at her before I climb out the window and jump from the roof to the ground with ease. As I ran on all fours to the school, I kept hoping that Scott and Stiles would keep their distance from me tonight while I was under the Alpha's influence.
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