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CHAPTER SEVEN
Revelations

"The truth." Dumbledore sighed. "It is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with great caution."
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone


Aurora walked hesitantly onto the school's football field and eyed the girl in front of her suspiciously.
"Come on Bonnie!" Lily commanded, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow. Aurora looked around and wondered who Lily was talking to. "Bonnie! I swear girl, sometimes I think that isn't even your name." She commented, taking her new recruit by the arm and pulling her towards the assembled group of cheerleaders close by. "You said you wanted to integrate, have a normal, boring and stereotypical high school existence. Those were your words, so now I'm making your dreams come true. You'll be a cheerleader, date a jock and hang out with the right crowd; you're lucky I recognised your potential, otherwise you would have been sitting with Loners United at lunch." She stated.

Aurora... Bonnie allowed herself to be dragged along towards cheerleader tryouts without complaint, thinking to herself that there was nothing less suspicious than another high school cheerleader in a mini skirt, and it was therefore the perfect cover. She flashed a stereotypical Barbie doll smile and nodded enthusiastically.
"Sorry babe, I was just having a moment there." She said, linking arms with Lily.
Lily rolled her eyes. "Well don't space out like that in tryouts, or you'll end up as base and trust me, if you wanna soar with eagles here, you've got to literally soar… And that means being a flyer; am I clear?" She demanded.
Bonnie nodded again. "So clear. Don't worry though, I've got this." She assured.

Three weeks later, Aurora felt like she was another person, and really, she was. She pranced around in a cheerleader's uniform on game days, coated on strawberry flavoured lip-gloss and wore her hair in a curled ponytail everyday. Aurora Lyall slowly faded away as Bonnie gradually transformed from an easy cover, to a living and breathing person... Who Aurora wasn't sure she really liked.
Bonnie Cartwright was a mean girl, pure and simple. She snickered when smart kids stuttered in class, she flirted outrageously with jocks and barely passed her classes. Stares followed Bonnie Cartwright everywhere she went, she was always the hot topic for gossip; what she wore, who she kissed and where she partied on the weekend was everybody's business. Lily had become her best friend and together they had ruled the school in a stereotypical and oligarchical fashion. Only Bonnie Cartwright would never use the word oligarchical, she wouldn't even know what it meant because Bonnie Cartwright was the kind of girl that didn't read the English book and still got away with it, because she was pretty and charming.

Only… Being Bonnie Cartwright was tiring, because Bonnie Cartwright barely got any sleep; she was always up late texting and chatting to her friends. Bonnie Cartwright never ate anything but salad and drank nothing but green tea, diet coke and water. Bonnie Cartwright wore revealing clothes that meant boys thought it was okay to disrespect her. In reality, despite the fact that every girl wanted to be her and every guy wanted to be with her, Bonnie Cartwright's life was as toxic and empty as the coke zero's she chugged down everyday in the cafeteria.

So when Fiona... Or at least that was her name when Aurora was Bonnie, told her it was time to move on… Aurora was more than happy to say goodbye to Bonnie Cartwright and say hello to an entirely different name and personality, this time, it was Charlie Lyons.


Liam was walking down Rose's porch steps when Stiles screeched to a halt outside.
"Get in." He commanded, looking at Liam gravely.
Liam frowned in confusion, but jumped in the Jeep. Stiles drove on without a word.
"What's going on?" Liam questioned, frowning at Stiles.
"Pack meeting. I'm claiming those I told you so rights right now." Stiles stated.
Liam looked at him for a further explanation, but received none. "Stiles, what do you mean?" He said.
Stiles looked at him curiously. "Liam what color are Rose's eyes?" He asked.
"They're brown, why?" Liam replied.
Stiles shook his head. "I'll explain when everyone's together."


"How to put this delicately…" Stiles mused, pacing around Derek's loft in front of the fully assembled pack.
"Rose Hunter killed Aurora Lyall." Malia said bluntly.
Stiles sighed, "Well, I was going to warm up to that before hitting them all with the bombshell, but essentially, yes; we think Rose killed Aurora." Stiles explained.
He was met with blank faces.
"Do you have any proof?" Liam asked tiredly.
"Yes. Look, the first thing you should all know is that Rose is a werewolf. Yes, she smells like a human girl, I understand that, but if you're powerful enough, apparently you can mask your scent." Stiles said.
Scott nodded at Stiles to continue. "We're listening." He assured.
"Okay, so Rose is a powerful werewolf, what's my proof? She can fight really well, which generally suggests excellent reflexes, just like a werewolf. She can run incredibly fast, just like a werewolf. She heals, just like a werewolf. She's strong, Tiffany Kelly still has bruises on her arm from when Rose grabbed her and finally her eyes are bright blue when her heartbeat is up, just like a werewolf's. " Stiles explained.

"Okay." Liam said. "Rose is a werewolf, that doesn't mean she killed Aurora Lyall." He pointed out.
"Give me a minute, I want to talk about Aurora Lyall for a minute. The Lyalls are an incredibly old, incredibly powerful werewolf family. They'd do anything to get their girl back, which is why her brother Jeremy has sent the Bad Blood mercenaries after other werewolf packs he thinks might have tried to take Aurora as a power-play. Now, anyone that wants to go up against the Lyalls is going to be powerful, so powerful they could mask their scent so they can hide Aurora more effectively. Who do we know that can mask their werewolf scent? Oh that's right, Rose. Further, Lydia thinks Aurora is dead, which means that whoever took Aurora was only doing it to prove a point, and it was probably impulsive. Who do we know that's impulsive and loves to prove points? Oh that's right, Rose. She had to prove she was faster than Liam the first time she met him, she had to prove she was smart to her English teacher by taking him down. She had to prove she could defend herself by kicking Liam's ass in gym. She impulsively agreed to go on a date with Brett because she saw Liam with Tiffany and was jealous. She impulsively threatened Tiffany in the parking lot and bruised her arm to prove a point, do I need to keep going?" Stiles questioned.

The pack stared at Stiles in shocked silence.
"So we have a powerful, impulsive werewolf who loves to prove points with icy blue eyes and a mysterious past she doesn't like talking about. Does anyone here not think Rose killed Aurora?" Stiles demanded.

Liam shook his head. "I get that she's probably a werewolf, hell, I even agree with you there, but the only time you saw her blue eyes was at the lacrosse game for like, one second. You could have just imagined that." Liam pointed out. "Just because she's a werewolf doesn't mean she killed someone."

Stiles stared at Liam in frustration.
"He has a point Stiles." Lydia relented. "Don't get me wrong, I totally think she's a werewolf, you've got me convinced there, but did she kill someone? I don't think so."

Stiles sighed in frustration.

"Well we can find out if her eyes are blue easily." Malia said.
The pack looked at her curiously.
"How?" Scott questioned.
"Liam just has to get her heartbeat up. He can kiss her." Malia stated simply.

"What? No I'm not doing that." Liam said, shaking his head.
Scott looked at Liam seriously. "You said you wanted to help in the Rose Hunter investigation."
Liam shook his head, "Not like this!" He argued.
Malia snorted. "Oh come on Liam… We all know you want to anyway." She said.
Liam looked at Scott helplessly, but to no avail.
"Look don't get me wrong, I want to kiss Rose but not like this." He said.
Scott looked at him. "This is the quickest way to clear her name. If her eyes are yellow, we'll drop it and look somewhere else for answers about Aurora Lyall, but Rose is our only option right now."
Liam sighed. "Fine. I'll do it."


Charity hurried in the door and locked it behind her carefully.
"We have to move again." She said, walking briskly into the kitchen.
Rose looked up from her homework. "What? Why?" She questioned.
Charity pulled open the draw and grabbed their assorted I.D's "How do you feel about being Aimee Parkville?" She asked, looking up from one of Rose's fake birth certificates.
"I feel like being Rose Hunter is a better option! Mom, what's going on? What's got you so spooked?" She demanded.
Charity looked around the house suspiciously, as if waiting for someone to jump out at her. "They've found more bodies in Nevada with Bad Blood carved into them. The sheriffs office is on high alert because it looks like the next state they're going to hit is California." She confessed. "We have to leave now, the sooner the better. Maybe head south… How do you feel about North Carolina? I hear the accents there are cute." She offered.

Rose sighed. "I don't want to leave Beacon Hills Mom, I have friends here, really good friends. We've been here for so long the teachers actually know my name; I'm getting good marks again… I like it here."
Charity sighed. "I like it here to sweetie, but I like having a heartbeat more, and if Jeremy's mercenaries find us here I won't have one for much longer and neither will you."

Rose shook her head. "No. I'm not running away from the problem again, that's what got us into this mess in the first place. I never should have listened to Scarlett, I should have stood my ground."

Charity sighed and sat next to Rose. "Maybe you should have, but the important thing is that you didn't, and we've got to deal with the consequences of that.
Rose sighed. "I'm not running away again Charity. Not this time, if I do this, he'll still be ruining my life, just in a different way to before. I'm staying in Beacon Hills."

Charity sighed. "Are you sure you want to do this?" She questioned.
Rose nodded firmly. "Yes. It's time. I'm tired of running." She confirmed.


Liam adjusted his backpack on his shoulder and looked at Rose curiously.
"Are you okay? You were quiet today." He commented.
Rose looked at him thoughtfully and smiled reassuringly. "Yeah… Yeah I'm fine, I just decided something yesterday and it's made things… Clearer I guess."
"Oh? What was the decision?" Liam asked.
Rose smiled. "I'm not running away from my problems any more, I'm going to face them for better or worse from now on. Fight the dragon so to speak."
Liam smiled. "Good for you." He said, walking her up the steps of her house.
"Thanks. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" Rose questioned.
"Of course." Liam assured.

Rose nodded slightly and went to open her door but Liam stopped her.
"Wait, Rose…" He called.
Rose turned around and looked at him questioningly. "Yeah Liam?" She said innocently.
"Um…" Liam mussed up the hair on the back of his head and looked at her. Rose smiled at the nervous gesture.
"What?" She asked.

Liam bit his lip and suddenly pulled her closer to him, crashing his lips onto hers. Rose's eyes widened in shock, but she soon closed her eyes and responded to the kiss with equal fervor, the combination of warmth of Liam's mouth and the smell of his cologne sending electricity down her spine. Liam smiled into the kiss as he heard her heartbeat rise, and tightened his grip on Rose's waist. Rose's hand soon entangled themselves in Liam's hair, and she pressed herself even closer to him, attempting to reduce all off the space between them. Eventually, Liam pulled away and Rose sighed happily with her eyes closed, when they opened though, Liam's blood ran cold.

Her normally brown eyes were icy, omega blue.


Gasp! Shock, horror, unbelievable! But at least they kissed... Right? Stay tuned for more to come! Please, please, please review, I appreciate every single word! Thank you to the lovely people who reviewed the last chapter! You have my eternal appreciation.

- Ivy