Chapter 11

While Allison was in the bathroom, taking a shower, Lydia was on Allison's computer, looking for anything about the Phoenix in the bestiary.

She kept looking, but didn't find anything and she was about to give up, when a few pages about the Banshees popped up.

What if there were things about her that she didn't know yet?

And she gasped, as she read it.

Allison let the water, that was cold as ice, run over her pale body. It still felt weird for her.

Not only to be back from the dead, but to have her bestfriend back. The bestfriend she was in love with.

Though, the sensation of the water was mesmerizing and the smell of her shampoo was strange now, she couldn't seem to get her head free of all these thoughts.

Had her dad known, that she was a Phoenix? Why else would he keep her shampoo?

It couldn't be to remember her. Then he woould have kept her mothers shampoo, too.

Meanwhile, the rest of the pack had ordered pizza.

Kira was sitting on Scott's lap and they were both laughing about the first time they ever ate pizza together. Or sushi.

Malia and Stiles were in the kitchen to talk.

''Stiles... I wanted to tell you that I'm really sorry about what happened. I didn't mean to run away ,but...'', she excused, but Stiles shushed her: ''It's alright, Malia. I don't think I could ever blame you, since I was the one who tricked you. That was wrong. But you should know, that we can't go on like nothing ever happened. I'm in love with Derek.''

''I know. I'm in love, too. But, you know, how about we stay friends?''

Stiles nodded and mocked playfully: ''By the way, is it Kira?''

Malia blushed and tried to cover that up, by asking harshly: ''What do you mean by that?''

''Oh comme on, you get what I mean. It's obvious you like her.''

Scott had heard it. He had listened to Stiles' and Malia's conversation.

He looked at Kira. Was she in love with Malia?

Isaac, who had listened, too looked at Scott as if he understood and somehow, all Isaac wanted to do, was hug Scott to make it all go away.

Allison was back in her room, wearing only her black underwear, that suited her eyecolour and she smiled at Lydia, who was still thinking about what the bestiary had said.

Allison put on a dress that had floral prints and walked over to her best friend to sit next to her on the bed.

''Whats wrong, Lyds?''

''Have you ever read the paragraphs about the Banshees?'', the strawberryblonde asked monotonously.

''How am I supposed to? I don't know any archic latin. Why do you ask?''

''I... I just read it...''

''What does it say?''

''It says... that the Banshees have masters, just like the Kanimas.''

Allison gasped: ''And... Who do you think is your master?''

''That's what we must find out. Because the bestiary says, that if a Banshee's master gets killed, the murderer becomes the new master. And I don't want to risk killing people for any unknown master out there.''

''Is there anything else in the bestiary that might help us?''

''I- I don't know. I've only read a little excerpt. I'll stay here today to read the rest.''

''Alright. Now how about we go catch up with the others? I think I heard, that they ordered pizza!'', the huntress suggested and Lydia nodded, adding: ''I've missed your smell'', while she was smelling Allison's hair.