Okay, so I guess Callana's dad isn't dying in this chapter but I do plan on killing him in the near future so be prepare.
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"I think I can get to Ethan." Scott said as we sat in English the next day. "I'm pretty sure I can make him talk."
"What do you want to do that for?" Stiles questioned him.
"The druids are emissaries, right? So what if the Darach was an emissary to the alphas?"
"Okay, first of all, I cannot believe that we've gotten to the point were a sentence like 'what if the Darach was an emissary to the alphas?' actually makes sense to me." I muttered as Miss Black continued her lecture on idioms. "Second of all, we're gonna have a huge problem getting to Ethan considering that I want to kill both of them for killing Boyd and Aiden never leaves his brother's side since they came back to school. How are we gonna separate them again?" We looked at each other and it was like our minds clicked together as we thought the same thing. We turned in our seats and stared back at Lydia. She looked up from her notebook at us.
"What now?" She sighed.
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"Why are you even talking to me?" Ethan inquired as we encounter him in the hallway after we convinced Lydia to distract Aiden for a while. "I helped kill your friend."
"Yeah, and you're lucky I'm not ripping you to shreds right here and now." I snapped at him, crossing my arms over my chest.
"How do you know I'm not going to kill another one?" He glanced over at Stiles.
"Is he looking at me?" Stiles asked. "Are you threatening me? You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to break off an extra large branch of mountain ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up your freaking-"
"Whoa, Stiles, okay." Scott cut him off. "We get it." He turned his attention back to Ethan after Stiles stood down. "We're talking to you because I know that you didn't want to kill Boyd. And I think that if something like that happened now, you wouldn't do it again."
"You don't know what we owe them." Ethan said. "Especially Deucalion. We weren't like Kali and Ennis when we met him. We weren't alphas."
"What were you?"
"Omegas. In actual wolf packs, omegas are the scapegoat, the last to eat, the one who has to take the abuse from the rest of the pack."
"So you and your brother were, like, the bitches of the pack?" Stiles taunted him.
"Something like that."
"What happened?" I asked.
"They were killers. I mean, people talk about us as monsters. Well, they were the ones who gave us the reputation. And out alpha was the worst of them."
"Why didn't you guys just fight back?" Stiles questioned him. Form voltron wolf, you know? Kick everyone's asses?"
"We couldn't, we didn't know how to control it back then."
"Deucalion taught you." Scott concluded.
"And then, we fought. We took down the whole pack, one by one. And by the time we got to our alpha, he was begging for his life. And we tore him apart. Literally."
"What about your emissary?" I asked and Ethan shook his head. "They're all dead? Kali and Ennis' too?"
"All of them except for Deucalion."
"You mean Morrell?" Stiles asked. Ethan gasped and grasped his chest with his hand, panting for breath.
"What?" Scott asked. "What's wrong?" Are you hurt?"
"Not me." Ethan answered. "My brother."
"Cora." I whispered, feeling the urge to want to protect a packmate.
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I took the lead and ran straight into the boys' locker room to see Aiden standing over Cora with a hundred pound weight in his hands, ready to bring it down on top of her. I growled and kicked my foot up, kicking him in his right side and making him double over and fall to the ground. I helped Cora up and pushed her back glaring at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you Hales?" I snapped. "Always out looking for trouble and trying to get yourself killed."
"I could have handled it." Cora retorted, sounding exactly like her older brother when he wanted to prove a point.
"Yeah, a one on one fight between an alpha and a beta. I would have loved to see the end of that fight."
"You can't do this!" Ethan yelled at his twin as Aiden stood up, his eyes back to their original brown color but his fangs were still sharp and pointing out from his lips as he spoke.
"She came at me!" Aiden objected, glaring at Cora.
"It doesn't matter! Kali gave Callana until the next full moon. You can't touch him or her." Aiden's fang dulled as Ethan pulled him from the boys' locker room before another fight broke out.
"Hey, guys, I think she's pretty hurt." Stiles said and I looked over at Cora to see blood still dripping from her forehead.
"That's what she gets for being an idiot." I snapped.
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Cora sighed as she walked over to the mirror and Scott handed her a towel and she began to wipe the blood from her forehead.
"You okay?" Stiles asked.
"She doesn't look okay." Lydia said.
"I'll heal." Cora murmured, dropping the rag and turning towards us. She took a step back and began to stumble and I reached out to grab her arms to steady her. She pulled away from me. "I said, I'm fine."
"Do you realize how suicidally crazy that was?" I questioned her. "What were you thinking going after them?"
"I did it for Boyd. None of you were doing anything."
"We're trying." Scott said.
"And you're failing. You're just a bunch of stupid teenagers running around, thinking that you can stop people from getting killed. But all you do is show up late. All you really do is find the bodies." She turned and left the locker room.
"Well, she's definitely a Hale." Stiles concluded.
"Yeah, no kidding." I muttered. "Stiles, make sure she gets home. I left my phone out in my bike. I'll go get it and see if I can get a hold of Derek again." I split off from the others and find my way outside. My feet made soft pattering sounds as I trotted down the concrete steps to the tunnel under the bridge. I patted my pockets to make sure that my keys were still with me. The thought of just leaving school too was crossing my mind over and over again. But Jake and I had a deal and I had to keep up my end of it. I looked from the ground and halted when a dark shadow figure appeared on the other side of the tunnel. I had every intention to turn back around go back inside but the pine scent was what made me hold my ground. I looked more closely and sighed when I saw Derek walking towards me. I sighed and laughed with relief and took off into a run meeting him more than halfway. I jumped wrapping my arms around his neck and his arms returned the embrace around me, swinging me around in a full circle before setting me gently back on the ground. I buried my face into the crook of his neck as he planted his face in my white blonde hair, sighing with comfort. I pulled away from him and bruised my lips against his, hungrily sucking on his tongue and pulled him against me for me. He greedily returned the kiss and broke off, leaning down to place his forehead against mine, allowing my hands to rest upon the nape of his neck. "Where the hell have you been? And don't say that you needed to be alone for a while because that is the single most worse excuse ever." I looked up at him and he pulled me tighter against his body, keeping his eyes closed and mouth shut. "Oh. God, I'm sorry. You really did need to be alone, didn't you?"
"I'm here now." He said, rubbing his forehead against mine. I sighed at the sound of his angelic voice. "And you are safe. Trust me." He opened his eyes to reveal the glistening lust in his eyes as he stared down at me.
"I haven't felt safe, partially because the evil twins are walking around the school like nothing happened."
"They're not gonna hurt you." I smiled and placed my cheek against his chest, sighing with content but only to turn it into a growl when I heard the bell for fifth period.
"Some days, I just wanna take a sledgehammer to that bell."
"Why don't you just come back with me?"
"As much as I want to, I can't. I have three more classes and I have to keep that deal with my father, remember? But I'm afraid if I let go of you now, you'll disappear again and I don't know if I can go through that again."
"I'll be here. I'm never leaving you again. I promise, Lily. I love you." I leaned up and pressed my lips more gently to his making this kiss more gentle than the first, savoring every touch. I smiled and back away from, turning around to head back into the school building, his hand slipping from mine.
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"Are you sure you have to tell him?" Derek questioned me as we walked up the front steps of my house. I sighed.
"I have to." I said softly. "He's pack and I have to protect my pack." He nodded in agreement and I walked into the house and closed the door behind Derek. "Dad! I'm home!"
"In here, Callana." Jake's voice came from the kitchen and I headed in that direction with Derek closely behind me. He was sitting at the table with his hands folded on the surface, still in uniform. "You wanted to tell me something?"
"Yeah, I, uh, Derek, you can sit down over there." He went over to sit in the chair next to Jake. "Yeah, we, uh, well, I, uh, I have to tell you something very important."
"Oh, god, you're not pregnant, are you?" My eyes grew wide and I shook my head violently.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." I let out a nervous laugh and then grew silent. "No. But, Dad, you have to promise me that you'll me out from start to finish even though its gonna sound crazy as hell. Ok? Promise me."
"I promise, Callana."
"Okay, first step is showing you, so, uh, here goes." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and let it out slowly as I opened my eyes to reveal the neon blood color.
"Holy shit!" Jake jumped straight out of his seat in shock and moved to the back of the room, far away from me.
"Okay, that's good. That's good. I was...I was expecting shock." I opened my mouth to reveal my fangs and held up my hands to show him my claws.
"What the hell?" I calmed myself down and everything went back to normal as I sat down next to Derek.
"Dad, I'm a werewolf."
"Don't be absurd." I gave him a confused look.
"Dad, you just saw my eyes turn into a neon red making me look like I swallowed glow sticks and my nail grow into razor sharp claws and I grow fangs and you think werewolf is absurd?" Jake stared at me for a minute but then sat back down in his seat.
"How?" I sighed.
"Remember, that night that you found the first half of Laura Hale's body in the woods?" He nodded. "Well, that's the night that it all started. The night that it all started for Scott and me..."
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"This is crazy, Callana!" Jake yelled at me as I finished the story.
"It's the truth, Dad!" I shouted back getting angry that he wasn't believing me.
"You expect me to believe that this Da-rack-"
"Da-rock!"
"Whatever."
"Just listen to me, Dad."
"I have been listening!"
"Then why don't you believe me?!" Before Jake could snap something back at me, a high pitch shrilling sound scratching at my eardrum and I covered my ears and growled in pain. Derek had the same reaction. Once I was sure that the scream was over, I knew exactly who it was. Lydia. I looked back at Jake, glaring at him. "Mom would have believed me." I turned on my heel and left the house without waiting to see if Derek was following me or for Jake to reply.
