As soon as Peter and Sasha come in sight next to the stadium, a cold shiver runs through Brett's spine. Next to him Lorilee abruptly stops talking mid sentence to him and stares down at the floor.
Satomi would be laughing if she saw them and all their cheek disappearing the second they're around important members of another pack.
They're right to be intimidated, though.
Both members of the Hale pack are equally terrifying. Both members aren't on the deadpool when everyone else is.
Alpha Hale wears his usual smirk and haughty look in the eye.
Peter Hale, who came back from the dead somehow twenty times more powerful than he used to be but remains even smarter than he is strong. Peter Hale, who almost never shines his red eyes, because he doesn't need to at this point.
Peter Hale who, as intimidating as he gets, doesn't make Brett as jittery as the person next to him.
She's only a year or two older than him and they aren't in the same school but he's always known her.
Everybody has heard of Sasha Stilinsky at least once.
The unstable kid of the late sheriff. The psycho who spent years in Eichen House.
The one even adults have been avoiding upsetting because she can do just about anything.
The human with regular strength and speed who ended up at the head of the biggest pack of California, feared and followed by wolves, foxes, coyotes, kanimas and hellhounds.
There's an eery beauty to her, to her deep fox eyes, her dark circles and her nonchalant walk. She radiates charisma despite everything.
No one smart bothers anyone in the Hale pack anymore, only too aware of the power it holds.
A while ago Brett would have jumped on the opportunity to play against beacon hills to rile Liam up. He doesn't even think of it now.
Let him just play and leave as fast as possible.