Accalia sat on a bench in the back of the boys locker room, with her head in her hands, her leg was shaking up and down relentlessly and her claws were threatening to break through her fingertips and impale her forehead. Why? Because her uncle was out with Scott's mom on a date and she was waiting to lure Jackson to his doom Derek was standing next to her with his usual scowl and his arms crossed over his chest whether he would admit it out loud or not he didn't want to be doing this either and when this was all over there was absolutely no was Stiles was ever going to talk to her again.
Great.
She heaved a sigh forcing herself roughly to her feet she turned to meet Dereks identical pair of harsh green eyes "Lets just get this over with." She mumbled reaching out to yank his speakers out of the wall.
Jackson whirled around and caught sight of them looming in the shadows like the cliché they were at the moment and chose to react to the two werewolves by grabbing his lacrosse stick.
"I'm not afraid of you." Jackson declared trying to hold his ground while Accalia rolled her eyes and Derek gave him a smirk.
"Yes you are. In fact, I bet there's not a day in your life where you aren't scared, but I can change that. I can make you one of us and you'll be just as powerful and never have to be afraid again." Derek told him.
Jacksons pulse spiked over the word us and Accalia thinks this might be the first time he's realized she was a werewolf to and he was outnumbered.
"You can make me a werewolf?" Jackson asked. Derek replied with a simple nod.
Accalia cleared her throat. "Come with us."
Jackson followed.
…
"In There?" Jackson asked uncertainly. We had taken him to the Hale house as if there hasn't been enough blood spilt on these grounds already.
"Yup, everything you could ever want it right in there." Derek told him and I ignored the outrageous blips in his heart beat as he lied through his perfect white teeth.
Once we were inside and the door was shut tightly behind us, it finally seem to click for Jackson his scent took on a rancid stench of fear and I wrinkle my nose. Jackson mistakes that as me snarling at him and panics.
"Someone's going to come looking for me." Jackson told us, we both shake our heads.
"I highly doubt it, with the way you treat people." I said raising an eyebrow at him, "The only person who probably would you broke up with."
"Do you seriously thing anyone would even care that you're missing?" Derek snarled, "Don't you get it Jackson, no one cars that you drive a fancy car, no one cars that you have expensive clothes and no cares that you're captain of the lacrosse team!"
I take a deep breath trying to prepare myself for what I'm about to have to do. I know it'll be me and not Derek I'm the delta not Derek it's my job not Dereks, I should have the blood on my hands not Derek.
"Excuse me" Scott's voice sounds from the top of the stairs and I'm simultaneously filled with dread and relief, "He's co-captain"
He quickly shifted into his beta form and leaped in front of Jackson. "Get out of the way!" Derek growled at him.
"No, Jackson, run." Scott stated. Jackson bolted and I didn't go after him, regardless of what I think of him as a person his life is worth whatever punishment Peter can dish out.
Before either Derek or Scott could do anything else, they were interrupted by the hail of bullets suddenly blowing holes through the old wood making up the front of the house.
"It's wolfsbane!" I yell when I feel the burning in the fresh bullet wound now in my thigh. Scott takes a bullet too and I grab his arm shoving him toward the back door. "Get out of here." I ordered and he didn't hesitate to listen as Derek and I faced off this the hunters at the front of the house.
We fight hard and relentlessly like we always do but are quickly over run and run down. I hit the porch harshly on my back knocking the wind out of me. My body seizes up against the poison in my blood and I grimace. My eyes flash uncontrollably while I struggle to stay shifted and suddenly I can see Kate standing over me.
She grins at me, the absolute joy that fills her scent when she takes in my eyes and what she had caught makes me lurch onto my side and puke while she laughs above me.
"Hello little wolf."