Like i said i'm extending the story, it will probably be about 15 chapters long, it was only going to be 10 but i felt like there wouldn't be much closure with Malia and finding out who she is. I would really appreciate some reviews, your support means everything to me! Thanks you guys :)
Lydias pov
I wipe my hands off on my skirt again as we wait impatiently for Malia. I'm dreading telling her, even if we are doing it as a pack, its still probably going to end up in shouting.
"Do you think we should lay out some chips?" Kira asks, she sits fidgeting in her chair and chewing her nails, which i've never seen her do, she takes pride in her nails.
"Wouldn't that look as if we're hiding something?" I question nervously.
"I think the least she'll want to do is eat once she finds out shes adopted" Scott says.
So with that we wait in silence for her. The tension is so thick between us, Malia will know somethings up straight away. Ding-dong. The door bell makes me jump out of my skin and i put a hand to my chest. Stiles squeezes my hand and gives me a reassuring smile.
Scott gets up to get it and when she walks in we all glance up to her worried for what she'll do.
"Hey.." She says when she notices our expressions, "You guys reek of anxiety"
Damn. I forgot about chemo signals.
"Whats up?" She asks as she plops herself down by Issac, usually he edges closer to her but today he moves away, i don't think she notices though.
"Malia," Scott swallows thickly, he takes in a deep breath then speaks, "We have to tell you something"
"Okay, you guys are starting to frak me out now, what is it?" She says, moving uncomfortably in her seat.
"This isn't easy," Scott continues sighing, "And it shouldn't really come from us, but just remember that we're doing this because we want to protect you, and we care," I notice Malia is tensed and i think i see her claws slowly coming out, maybe ready for attack, "You're adopted"
Silence. For a good thirty seconds before Malia speaks. Her features softened and her shoulders sunk low. Her claws had retracted and now I literally think my guilt is eating me alive.
"How-how do you know?" She asks.
We all look around at each other, then all of our gazes land on Issac. Malia turns to him, her expression hurt.
"When i was with you the other day," he says swollowing, "I got a chemo signal when i mentioned Peter"
"Peter? As in the alpha whose throat was slashed?" She asks.
"Yeah, but then he brain washed Lydia into bringing him back to life," Issac says pointing to me, "So Lydia and Kira went to speak to him"
"Why has Peter got anything to do with this?" She asks laughing nervously.
"Peters your dad," I tell her, "well your biological one"
"And my mother?" She demands.
"Someone called Corinne, or better known as the desert wolf" Scott tells her, then he frowns and looks at her, "We're here for you, Malia, whatever it is, if you need to talk, or you want to find out more about-"
"If you were here for me you wouldn't have told me," she shouts standing up, i bite my lip as she conforts all of us, "And I don't need to know about my 'family', because i already have a family"
"Malia wait-" Issac says as she starts for the door, she turns back at him, a film of tears covering her eyes. Issac stands up and holds her wrist, and then when he sees her pained expression he drops it, and sinks again into the sofa. She leaves without another word.
"She didn't even ask about the desert wolf" I say after a few minutes of silence.
"I think she'll try to find out about it herself" Issac says, twirling keys around his finger.
"Do you think she'll try to find Peter?" I enquire, the girl is brave and strong, she definitely would go and find Peter, she doesn't realise what he can do.
"Maybe we should have stopped her from leaving" Stiles says, i turn to look at him as if to say, 'Issac tried' but its to late, Issac has already stood up and he's thundering up the stairs.
"Well that went well," I sigh, rubbing my forehead, we need to figure something out, we need to get a plan together to stop the desert wolf, and to reason with Malia, "We need a plan" i say aloud, they all turn to look at me so i elaborate, "We need to figure out where the desert wolf is, why she wants Malia dead, when she plans on killing Malia, and we need to let Malia see that we are actually helping her."
"Thats a big plan" Stiles says.
"And if we all work together as a pack, it can be done," I say standing up, "I'm going to talk to Issac, you guys need to get the whole pack here, Derek and Braedon included"
And with that i go upstairs to Issacs room. I knock on his door, even though i know he's probably just led on his bed and i shouldn't be disturbing anything, but still.
"I'm not here" He groans, i roll my eyes and i gently push the door open, and not to my surprise find him led on his bed, on his front with his head in his pillow.
"Its me" I say quietly, i close the door and then he lifts his head up to look at me. Then he sits up, his hair ruffled and stuck up in odd places.
"You okay?"
"I'm fine." He answers bluntly, he's so in love with Malia, even if he's only known her for a week or so.
"Why'd you storm off?" I ask him, poking his knee as he wraps his arms around them. He shrugs so i continue, "Was it because she looked at you like you were the most horrible person she knows?"
"Gee, thanks, that makes me feel so much better!" He says sarcastically with fake enthusiasm, i laugh at him, "Yes".
"You know if you like her you should just tell her" I say shrugging.
"I don't like her," he says trying to act cool, "I just care about her is all"
"you just 'care' about her? Are you sure thats it?" I ask him.
"It doesn't matter, she wants to focus on learning and getting a job and making amends with her father" He says, "the least she wants is a boyfriend"
"And she told you that?"
"Well no, but, she probably doesn't need anyone else, shes pretty strong and independent" He tell me.
"Just tell her," I say, he looks at me, holding my stare, "Are you afraid she won't like you back?"
"No." He says quickly, then he looks away from me and his gaze settles on the floor, he seems sad all of a sudden, i can guess why.
"Are you thinking about Allison?" I ask him. He doesn't respond but his eyes flicker to mine breifly then back to the floor, "I bet you wished you told Allison how much she meant to you"
"I thought i had time, I didn't realise she was going to be killed"
"If you like Malia tell her," I say, he looks at me then, "Otherwise you'll eat yourself alive if you don't"
And then he doesn't say anything else. He just nods so we walk back downstairs to find the pack all on their phones texting and calling. I go and sit by Stiles who has a phone to his ear.
"Who is it?" I whisper in his ear, he waits for the phone to ring, so i ask him again, "Who is it?"
He responds by putting his big veiny hand across my mouth as he says, "Hello?"
I roll my eyes and nudge him.
"What are you all doing?" Issac asks.
"Following Lydias plan," Kira answers, "Gathering the pack"
"Does that include Malia?" He asks.
"No, at least not yet," She responds then types on her phone. Then once Scott and Stiles are done on the phone Kira continues, "Issac you need to go talk to Malia, flirt your way through or whatever, get her to come here"
"When?" He asks.
"Now."
"Don't you think she deserves a little space, and time?" He asks.
"We don't have time" She replies, pulling Issac out of his seat and dragging him towards the door, "go" she says giving him one final push.
"Right all the packs coming, including Deaton, we're going to find out where the desert wolf is, even if it takes all night" Scott says with determination, despite it being 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
Once everyone has arrived and eventually Malia has came back, but avoiding eye contact and conversation with everyone, we start to discuss.
"Malia, the desert wolf is a known murderer, shes dangerous and wants to kill you" Deaton tells her, she shoots him a look and open and closes her mouth several times before speaking,
"For a pack who wants me to forgive them and help me, doesn't know how to put me at ease"
"Malia, please" Scott says, she glares at him for a while before focusing her attention on Deaton.
"Corinne is a dangerous woman, i should start off with, when she has her mind set on something, she won't stop until its done" He says, Malia furrows her brows and folds her arms.
"Why do you know my mother so well?"
"I was the emissary of her best friend, i know her quite well, i knew her when she was pregnant with you" He says.
"Whats an emissary?"
"Someone who gives advice on the supernatural" Scott tells her, she nods and looks back at Deaton.
"When i visited her, she told me she was coming back to Beacon Hills for you, although according to her she doesn't know i know you exist" He tells us, i see Scotts expression change, his features soften yet his arms tense.
"Doesn't this mean if she finds out, you're in serious trouble with her" Scott says.
"Yes, but that doesn't matter right now, as long as you guys stay safe" Deaton says protectively, Malia eyes him up suspiciously, her hands resting on the table so that shes closer to him.
"I can protect myself" She says dryly, Deaton exchanges a glance with Scott before looking at her.
"Malia, he's only helping us" Scott tells her, his voice calm. She scoffs then folds her arms again, leaning slightly towards Issac.
"Get on with it" She orders, suddenly i start becoming uncomfortable in the presence of Malia. Not because i think shes too stuborn now, but because I don't want to be the victim of her stubbornness. Derek and Braedon share a look, Dereks eyebrows raised with a small smirk playing on his lips, then Braedon smirking back at him whilst tossing a bullet in her hand and successfully catching it.
"I think i might know where Corinee is headed, but its the thinnest string of hope," Deaton notes, i raise my eyebrows at him as he opens his mouth to continue, "I hear she has a connection with a factory uptown, shes taken many hostages there before, its not much but its worth a shot"
"Bullshit," Braedon pipes up, we all turn our focus to her and she shrugs placing the bullets she was tossing in the air on the table, "Thats the weakest and most obvious connection to her we have, and its untrue, the desert wolf was one of my subjects quite some time back, i checked that spot several times before finding out she doesn't use that spot anymore." Braedon states, admiring her nails once shes done.
"So what do we do?" I ask.
"I thought this would happen, so, i picked up this," Deaton responds, he pulls out something thats dark purple and chucks it first at Stiles, he fumbles clumisly at it then, once he has a decent hold on it, unfolds it to reveal a pillow case, he takes a big whiff of it before passing it to Malia, who then snatches it, "It was in her laundry basket and i spotted it before i left, its the best we got for a trail"
"I have a better idea," Malia speaks up, she holds the pillow case in a balled up fist and breathes in, "This bitch wants me dead, and i have no idea why, so i say, we send her a little message, why should we be the ones going after her?! She can come here"
"Then what do we do?" Scott asks.
"I kill her," She deadpans, the room arupts into shouts. She doesn't know how we work.
"Is this surprising?" Hayden whispers from beside me, she and Liam have been quiet, i forgot they were both stood there, i shake my head at her and offer her a smile.
"Malia, there has to be another way, a way that doesn't involve anyone being killed" Stiles tries to reason with her, she gives him a look that makes me want to slap her.
"Aren't your eyes blue?" She aks, biting her lip as she digs at Stiles.
"They are, but not for the reasons you think." He replies calmly, i look at him and i see the guilt on his eyes, and the disapointment that lies in his voice. I hold onto his hand as he returns the gazes of Malia.
"Guys!" Scott says, pulling everyone away from Malia and Stiles, "We think we know a way, that doesn't involve Malia killing her other mum, but Malia does get a bit of closure"
"I'm listening" Malia says quietly.
Scott takes something in a jar from Deatons hand, i recognise them as the talon claws i saw at Deatons, "These," He says letting out a breath, the room is completely silent, like everyone is holding their breath because they want to know where Scott is going with this, "They're claws, they have the capabilty of taking powers, very easily, if Malia can get up close with Corinne, she can take her powers, Malia becomes even more powerful, and the desert wolf can't come after you again because she'll be too weak," he finshes, everyone seems shocked at whats came out of his mouth, but it seems legit, "Braedon do you think that'll work?"
"Surprisingly, yes." She says.
"So when do we go after her?" Liam asks.
"We don't go after her, we get Deaton to send a message," Malia says, "But as soon as possible"
"I'll call Corinne now then" Deaton replies, he leaves with his phone, the best thing about Deaton is that he's always on the ball with things.
"If Corinee is really dangerous, then, we all need to be there, or around" Derek says.
"I say two of us stay out the back of the house, then the rest are scattered around the house, but i think there should be someone with Malia, maybe even two people, we all need to be prepared" I suggest.
"Sounds good, who stays with Malia then?" Liam asks, his arm sliding around Hayden, maybe suggesting that he wants to be with her on the plan.
"Me," Braedon says certainly, she purses her lips and looks around, "But maybe a werewolf should be with me too"
"I'll do it" Derek offers.
"No, Dereks strong, we can use him somewhere else" I say biting my lip, "Stiles can do it, or Issac"
"Do you not think i'm strong enough?" Stiles whispers in my ear as he pulls me close, he smirks at me so i know hes not actually hurt by the comment.
"I know your strong enough, I just can't let other people be intimidated by you" I joke, he nods and plays along, which results in me laughing and pushing him away.
"Issacs not doing it," Malia says sternly, "What if he gets hurt?"
"What if Stiles gets hurt?" I argue, Malia looks at me, opens her mouth then closes it, then her expression changes, as if she begs me with her eyes to not let Issac do it, so he doesn't get hurt. I understand that feeling, and shes lost a lot of people already. So i give her a small nod and say, "Actually Stiles will be fine at it"
"Okay, so Liam and Hayden can stay around the back, thats probably the least dangerous job, then me, Kira, Lydia, Issac and Derek go into seprate groups and just keep watch or if something bad goes on with the plan then we're sort of like a standby, but me and Derek should be in separate places, we're the strongest so its best if we're in different places" Scott retorts, then people nodding as he goes along.
"Since when were you the maker of the plans?" I tease him, usually thats Stile's job, he smiles at me then lets out a breath as everyone finalises what to do. So the plan ends up being that me and Issac are paired up, we're to stay on the upstairs hallway, Scott and Kira are on the roof, which is risky but they're perpared, then Derek stays underneath the stairs, ready for attack if necessary. And according to the phone call Deaton had, Corinne is heading for Scotts house, who he faked to be Malias house, and she should be here in two days. So she doesn't interfere with christmas, its almost a joke.
One day later.
"I have to put a deposit down on an apartment for Stiles, like i have to!" I exclaim to Kira as we sit in a small cafe and discuss the apartments we've looked at.
One keeps sticking out in my mind. It was glamorous and had the majority of the walls were windows, there was even stairs there. We had looked at a top floor one which contains two levels, but the upstairs is small, but at the end of the day its an apartment. The stairs were spiral, the living room was fairly sized, the dining room was cosy and the kitchen was perfect, with granite counter tops. It was two bedroomed, not that that mattered because of the fact it being just me and him. The room that the real estate had called 'king sized' already contained a bedframe that was leather. I could imagine us in it, we would have white sheets that were expensive and soft, and it would be decorated the way we wanted it too. It was perfect. But when i was there i had a feeling like this is where i could imagine the early stages of our future.
"I liked this one" Kira says pointing to the newpaper listing we had ripped out for each one to help us choose. Of course it had to be the one that i loved, but if i loved it would it mean that Stiles did too? And the deposit was a little over budget, but i can afford it.
"And me" I sigh as i pick up the thin piece of paper.
"Then put a deposit down, i think Stiles will like it, and as long as you're happy with it, he'll be more than ecstatic" Kira consoles, she gives me a smile so i return it.
"You're right," i laugh, she gives me a knowing smile and then i say, "i'll call now and put an offer on it"
So once i've done that me and Kira go home and i find Stiles on his laptop, which he shuts the screen when i come in.
"Good day shopping?" He asks, i lied to him and said i was going shopping which was a shit excuse when you come back empty handed.
"Yes, actually i got your Christmas present" I say plopping myself down beside him on the bed.
"Oh really?" He says, then kisses me gently.
"Mhmm," i say resting on an elbow as i run a hand up his chest, "I think you're gonna love it"
"Is it a aftershave set?" He says, mocking my previous gifts.
"Haha, very funny," I say pushing him, "Its taken me a lot of time to find this"
"I'm sure it has, and so has mine, i just bought it actually" He says poking me in my ribs.
"Is it underwear?" I ask excited.
"No, but like i said, i'll buy you some too" He says laughing at me.
"Good," I say, then I kiss him, I turn him onto his back as I kiss him, then I pull back and smirk, "I think you woukd be very interested in the underwear i have on now"
"Oh really?" He says smirking, a hand gliding up my thigh. I bite my lip and continue kissing him, then tug his shirt off as he strips me bare of my clothes, he flips us over as he pretends to examine me.
"And how much did this cost?"
"Not that much," i sigh against his lips, "I wouldn't be losing much if you ripped it off"
He laughs at then, rips off the underwear and kisses me with his familiar lips everywhere he can.
As he gets a condom i say, "I think we need to get you some nice boxers" I run my foot up around his nicely shaped bum.
"Whats wrong with the ones i have?"
"They're not new" I laugh and with that he pleasures me so much i'm starting to think i should spend even more money on lingre.
