As I neared the main entrance to the hall once again, all the other parents had left, and the once thriving car park was left deserted, except for a few, final stray cars. The lights around the perimeter of the facility had been shut off a while ago, and the only hint of light that remained shone through the narrow windows in the doors. The light suddenly grew, however, as the doors flung open and another group walked out.

"Look, I know I can't explain, but she needs to come with us." I could hear Malia say, as she trailed behind the family of three. I only then realised that it was my family of three. They were all walking away from her, my dad holding some form of cool-aid to his head, and my mom cradling Rebekah in her arms, who was watching Malia over my mother's shoulder.

After she'd spoke, I heard him scoff, as if everything that had happened tonight was all a big joke. "You know what," He paused turning to face her, with that look of pure evil on his face. "I don't know what the hell's happened so far tonight, but if that boy thinks he can just waltz back into our lives-"

His anger was matched by Malia's retaliation, and I was grateful that the darkness still hid me. "This is not about Tyler! This is about her!" She shouted back, pointing to the girl that my mother was carrying.

He walked up to her, raising an arm to grab hers, and my body jolted into action, immediately becoming protective. I approached from an angle where no one could see me, going slowly to let the scene play out a moment longer.

"Listen here missy, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but this is my daughter. And I swear to god..." He chuckled villainously, "If you don't shut up and leave us alone, I will-"

I was on him before he could finish his sentence, grabbing his arm off of Malia's and bending until I felt his knees buckle in submission. I leant in so that our faces were inches apart, hoping that he could see the rage burning in my eyes. "Listen here, asshole." I remarked quietly, so that only he could hear. "This," I turned, motioning to the coyote, "This is Malia." I turned back to him and applied more pressure on the hold. "And if you ever threaten her, I swear to god..." I moved so close that my breath would catch on his skin, uttering the words so silently that it was eerie. "I will rip your throat out." I paused, moving backwards, returning to normal volume, grinning slightly as I spoke. "With my teeth."

I chuckled, and heard Malia scoff behind me. I released the clearly mortified man, and shoved him backwards towards my mother. I turned to Malia, "I'd hung out with Derek a lot..." My voice trailed off, "I'll explain later."

Turning back to the rather distraught parents, I returned to my serious expression. "Look, what Malia's saying is right. Rebekah needs to come with us, I can't explain why, but you need to trust me." The girl looked at me as I spoke her name, and it finally seemed as if she recognised me.

"Tyler?" She asked tiredly, wriggling slightly in my mother's arms, who was reluctant to release her.

"It's me Bek's." I whispered back, unable to stop a smile spreading across my face. She squirmed out of my mother's grasp and ran to me before either parent had a chance to stop her. She crashed into my open arms, and I lifted her up into my chest, allowing her to burrow her head into my neck. I could instantly feel a warm, damp sensation forming on my shirt, and noticed she was sobbing.

"Hey," I cooed, tilting her head up to meet mine, "I promised I'd be here, didn't I?" She laughed through her tears, showing me once again that bright, cheerful smile that could make you forget all the wrong in the world in two seconds flat. I pulled her back into my shoulders, and she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. Over her shoulder I watched my parents as they looked on nervously, paranoid by my actions.

I was about to speak when suddenly, I felt a very sharp, yet small, stinging sensation in the back of my neck. My body jumped forwards in response, and straight away I was looking in every other direction to look for a threat. There was nothing.

My mind started racing... Is this something to do with the alpha pack? It can't be... My uncle was here a few minutes ago... But he was scared, maybe they followed him?

After placing Rebekah back on the ground, I reached a hand to the back of my neck, running it across the skin until I found the intrusion. It was a small, pin like object that had clearly been shot at me. I reached it up towards my nose, getting a better scent off of the part that had penetrated my neck. It wasn't a strong scent, but I knew what it was... Wolfsbane.

I dropped it on the floor, knowing that the more contact it had with my skin, the worse. Everyone was looking at me bemusedly, all except Malia who was more concerned. "Okay," I mumbled trying to get my head together as I pushed Rebekah towards Malia. "Mal, take Bek's." I ushered the child into her arms and she responded accordingly. I took one more look around behind us, there were two parked cars, and I assumed that that is where the culprit is. But they won't be alone.

"Where's your car?" I turned to my father, who seemed far too confused and uncomfortable. I had to be quick. For one thing, the wolfsbane in my system won't be enough to kill me at this amount, but it'll at least get me unconscious within the next ten minutes.

He looked backwards, towards one of the last cars in the lot. Great. I turned my back to them all, facing the unseen threat. "I'm gonna buy you some time, you all get to the car as quickly as possible." I turned to face Malia one last time, "Hunters. Get them out of here, now."I ordered, leaving her no chance to complain.

I turned once more, and started jogging towards the two cars where one of the hunters were. As I reached the gap in between a figure jumped out at me, with a knife in hand. I swiftly dodged the knife, and used the man's weight against him, sending him flying in the other direction.

He was back on his feet quickly, picking up an offensive stance. We both looked to the others, who were nearly at the car, and surprisingly he went after them. I was just about to start after him when I felt an arm wrap around my chest, and someone drove a knife into my back. I let out a shriek of pain, and could feel my wolf instincts taking over. I grabbed the arm off of my chest, pulling it forcefully to the side and flipped the guy over. He landed in a heap on the floor, and didn't look like moving any time soon.

I dropped slightly on the hood of the car to my right, allowing me to reach around to my back and pull out the blade with a small grunt of pain. Thankfully the wolfsbane in my system wasn't strong enough to stop any of my wolf abilities, and I could already feel the wound healing. With a heavy sigh I pulled myself back up to my feet and started after the other hunter, ignoring the sharp, stinging pain in my back.

He had at least a fifteen second head start on me, and was closing in on my family at a fast pace. As I tried to see past him my vision went out of focus, and I was running out of time- the wolfs bane was starting to have an effect on me, so I kicked it up gear.

Going at full pace, I caught the hunter about 5 feet away from the car, which I could now see that everyone was safely inside of, and now all eyes were on me.

The other man came to an abrupt stop, and turned to swing at me. Catching me off guard he landed a swift fist to the side of my jaw, and I stumbled backwards, resting my palms on the ground to hold my balance. He used the awkward position to his advantage, connecting a rough knee to my side which sent me to the ground.

As my back connected with the stone it sent another stabbing sensation through my body, and my limbs all froze, overwhelmed by everything going on in my body right now: The wolfsbane; the pain; the tiredness, all of it. My eyes slipped shut for a few seconds, and when I re opened them the hunter loomed over me, holding a dagger, ready to strike. I took one last breath as he raised the blade, all but accepting my fate, until someone appeared behind him. Malia. Of course she wouldn't stay in the car.

As she occupied the hunter, I worked on getting myself back onto my feet. Slowly, I rolled myself onto my front, pressing my hands to the ground, and forcefully pushed against it. My body raised, and I tucked my knees upwards into a kneeling position, but as I lifted my head I nearly tumbled backwards as a wave of dizziness flushed through me. I staggered to my feet and desperately tried to spot Malia, and see if she was okay, but all I could make out was two figures by the car, they were moving too fast for me to focus though.

I clumsily moved towards the people, the wolfsbane draining my body of all its power. One of the two finally dropped to the floor, and as I reached closer I could tell it was the male. Within seconds Malia was at my side, wrapping my arm across her shoulders, and helping me into the car quickly. I was in the back, between Malia and Rebekah, and felt safer as the car started to move. My eyes fell shut again, and this time I knew I didn't have the strength to reopen them. The last thing I could feel was my head nestling into Mal's shoulder, her soft brown curls tickling the side of my face, and then… Darkness.

A/N: So… How was that? I don't know if I like it, but I'm finally moving on from the part I was really struggling to do, so that's all good!

And by the way, I have a new laptop now! Woop woop! So I should be able to update every couple days, bare in mind I start Sixth Form next Tuesday, so we'll see how that goes!

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~Abi