As soon as the school bell rang for the end of another perilous day, Liam and I swerved through the crowd of students who were eager to leave. We managed to reach the door of the boys locker room and we stood outside it.
"Liam. What if you get mad? What if someone from the other team shoves you? What if-" I panic.
"Will you stop worrying. Nothing will happen, I can control it, remember." He reassured me.
"I'm more worried about Jordan. I think this is-" I begin.
"A very bad idea. Yeah I know." Liam finished for me.
"Stop interrupting me." I say sternly.
"Sorry." He held his hands up in surrender. "I better get changed before coach throws something at me. See you after the game okay?" Liam says as he opens the door of the locker room.
"I'll be cheering the loudest!" I call after him.
I wondered over to the bleachers and found Hayden sat there, frantically texting on her phone. She wore a frown on her face, I took a seat next to her.
"Hey what's up?" I ask her.
"Oh hey Natalie." Hayden says without looking up. "Have you seen Liam today? He is playing right?" She asks, finally taking her eyes off her phone.
"Yeah unfortunately." I sigh.
"That's not good." She shook her head.
"I know. That's what I said." I agree, my eyes scanning the empty lacrosse pitch.
"Hey, I heard that Jordan boy is a werewolf. Did Scott ask him to be in his pack or something?" Hayden scoffed.
"No. We're just helping him. He's kind of a new wolf." I explain.
"Oh, I saw you with him the other day. Do you guys have a thing or?" She nudges me and winks playfully.
"No. No we're just friends." I laugh. "I'm not down for the human, werewolf dating thing."
"Why not? It worked for me and Liam, well, when I was a human." Hayden shrugged.
"Yeah and then you died." I said bluntly. "See bad things always happen when a werewolf and a human date." I sigh.
I spot Malia and Kira heading towards the bleachers, they sit down next to me and I could tell they were as nervous as I was.
"I heard what happened earlier with Jordan." Kira whispered. "I have my fingers crossed that nothing happens now." She smiles as me and Malia nod our heads.
"Where is Jordan now anyway?" Hayden asks.
"He's playing." Me, Malia and Kira say in unison.
"He's what?!" Hayden gasped as our high school lacrosse team filed out onto the field.
The team they were playing against slowly made their way around the corner and took there places on the field. Some of them looked aggressive. Very aggressive. I searched the field for Jordan, secretly hoping he took my advice not to play. Soon enough I spotted Stiles and Scott who waved at us encouragingly. To my surprise Malia smiled and waved back to Stiles. They must of made up. I hope. Kira blew a sweet kiss to Scott and he acted out catching it in his hands. Then I saw Liam, he was stood on his own. He looked like he was speaking to himself. That was his method of keeping himself calm. He definitely needed it now, with the full moon and everything.
"You'll be fine Liam." I spoke to myself.
Liam looked up, using his wolf ears to hear my reassurance. He nodded at me and took a deep breath in. Then his eyes diverted to Hayden who was sat next to me. He smiled at her, almost shyly and she grinned back at him. Finally my eyes rested on Jordan. He was spinning his lacrosse stick in his hand, I held my breath, hoping that nothing bad would happen.
So far so good. There was only 10 more minutes left of the match and no one had lost it and changed. I mean, occasionally Jordan looked a little light headed but Liam would run up to go and check up on him.
"Jordan doesn't look too good." Hayden admitted.
"He needs to hang on for a couple more minutes." Kira said desperately.
"I knew this was a bad idea. Why does no one ever listen to me." I rubbed my hands over my face.
"There's not long left. He'll make it." Malia said confidently.
Suddenly, two defenders from the other team started to run towards Liam. They barged him and he flew to the ground unprepared. If this were any other day, Liam would be fine. He wouldn't get angry. He would just shove them back when he got the chance. But today was Wolf Moon... I could see his chest pulsating, he got up to kneel on the ground and he held his head in his hands. Please don't change. Please don't change Liam.
"Oh no.." Hayden whispered to herself.
Scott jogged over to Liam, dodging the lacrosse players that were in the way. He patted Liam on the back and said something to him. I could see Liam nodding before he stood back up and picked up his lacrosse stick. Anger took over his eyes. Thankfully he chanelled all his anger into the game and he scored the winning shot in the last minute. Every one were on there feet cheering, I was too busy scanning the crowds for Jordan.
Since the game was over, everyone was rushing to leave the school premises. Me, Hayden, Malia and Kira hurried down from the bleachers to congratulate the boys in their win. Hayden ran straight over to Liam and pulled him into a passionate kiss, I decided to leave them to it, I could praise him for his goal later. I spotted Jordan walking up to us.
"Pretty impressive for a first game." I teased him.
"Thanks." He smiled. His face was pale and he seemed to wince for a second. Only then did I notice the sun was setting. We needed to get back to Lydia's lake house. Now.
Scott and Kira had headed off to the lake house on Scott's motorbike. Liam and Hayden had hitched a ride in Mason's new car. Which left Me, Jordan and Malia in Stiles jeep. It was now a race against the sunset to get there. Malia was sat in the front seat, you could tell she was pretty tense as the full moon affects her too. But Jordan was way worse, he was sat next to me in the back, his legs were shaking.
"Does this thing go any faster?" Jordan asked desperately.
"If it went any faster then I would be going faster buddy." Stiles said, his hands were gripped tightly around the wheel.
As soon as we arrived at the lake house, Scott's motorbike and Mason's car were already parked up. We rushed inside to find them all waiting for us.
"Quick, get him to the basement." Malia ordered Scott as soon as we walked in.
"The basement? Why?" Jordan asked, looking around at everyone.
"We have chains down there." Stiles said casually.
"Chains?" Jordan gulped.
"Don't worry, they chained me up when I couldn't control it." Liam tried to reassure him.
"Yeah, me too." Malia related.
Me, Scott and Jordan walked down the winding stairs to the basement. The wrist chains were in sight. Jordan eyed them up cautiously.
"So what happened on your last Wolf moon?" Scott asked Jordan as he was chaining his wrists and his ankles to the floor.
"I uh, can't remember." Jordan sighed. I looked out the big glass window, I could see the moon starting to rise into the night sky.
"Hey, Scott! Get up here! We have a problem!" Stiles yelled from upstairs. He sounded scared.
Suddenly there was a huge crash above us. There were roars of werewolves and smashing of glass.
"What's going on up there?" I dreaded to ask, too scared and worried to know what was happening.
"I don't know but I'm going up there, whatever it is, I'm going to lock the basement door, both of you stay in here and don't come out. I won't be long." Scott started to jog up the stairs.
"Make sure Stiles doesn't get hurt Scott!" I shout after him.
"I will. And if I'm not back in time, stay away from Jordan when he changes." Scott said before shutting and locking the door.
The crashing and roaring continued and I became more and more worried. The moon was almost at its peak and I was stuck in this room with a werewolf that couldn't control himself. I spotted a baseball bat in the corner of the basement, I could get to that quick enough if I needed to. But the thing is, I don't think I could bring myself to hit Jordan if it came to it. I could see beads of sweat on his forehead and his eyes were blank. He was going to change soon. Scott please hurry up.
"It's happening! It's happening what do I do?" Jordan winced as his eyes glowed golden and his fangs started to grow.
"You need to focus on controlling it. That's how Liam leanrt." I took a step closer.
"Don't come any closer, what it I hurt you?" He growled unintentionally.
"You're chained up, you couldn't and even if you could I know you wouldn't." I said confidently. Surprisingly I wasn't scared. I kneeled down about a metre in front of him.
The door of the basement started to bang. Someone was trying to get in. Luckily the door was made of steel. I started to panic, what was trying to get in? I looked at Jordan who was still fighting the change, the moon was high in the sky now. He looked up at me with his golden eyes. They were full of pain. There was something else there. Fear.
"Get the-the base-" Jordan managed to say before his face transformed into his full werewolf form.
His claws were out as he tried to fight to get out of his chains. He gnashed his teeth at me and roared loudly. He tried to get at me with his claws but the chains restrained him. I watched as he tried to break free to rip me up.
"I know you don't want to hurt me Jordan." I said softly to him, not moving any further back. His claws were inches away from my knees. I couldn't help but shiver. "Don't let it control you. You control it."
I looked deep into his eyes as I searched for any sign of human Jordan. The Jordan I played the piano in front of in the posh coffee shop. The Jordan that was bad at biology. The Jordan who was a professional at skipping school. Suddenly the door started to creak. It was breaking. At the same time, one of Jordan's chains from his wrist pulled out of the ground. I jumped back, his claws missed my knee. I got to my feet and ran to get the baseball bat. As I did this I heard the basement door break completely and fall to the floor. I turned around to see Tracey jumping down the stairs, her kanima tail whipping around her.
She spotted me and smiled evilly, as she walked slowly towards me she showed her sharp claws and hissed at me, half her face covered with the kanima's skin pattern. She glanced at Jordan who was still struggling to break free, but her eyes once again focused on me. She struck out her tail and I jumped out the way, landing on the floor. Then she tried to slash me using her knife-life claws. I blocked her attack with the baseball bat, however she sliced the wood and it flew out of my hands. That was it, I had no defence.
I heard the crackling sound of the Dread Doctors from upstairs. Theo must of asked for their help to ambush us, and as we already know, the dread doctors are almost impossible to defeat.
"Aren't you the spitting image of your brother Natalie." Tracy scoffed as she raised her clawed hand which was hovering above me.
I winced, expecting immense pain from this kanima chimera. But I heard some chains rattling and being yanked out from the ground. Just then, Jordan leaped on her sending them both tumbling to the ground. They got to there feet and fought. I leaped up and ran to grab a weapon. Anything. Jordan threw her into the brick wall and she broke shelving on the way down. She sliced him with the whip of her tail. One wound I could see was on his cheek, blood dripping down. They continued to rip each other up. I grabbed the nearest thing to me, a blue plastic and metal chair.
I lunged forward, Tracey had her back to me. I swung the chair and it caught her by surprise, she fell to the side and tried to regain her balance using her tail. To our surprise, there was hardly any noise coming from upstairs. Tracey looked around and frowned in confusion. Suddenly she smashed through the big glass window and ran off into the night. I assumed Theo and the Dread Doctors had left so she followed.
I glanced over at Jordan who was cut up quite badly. He was still in his werewolf form but he wasn't trying to attack me. Instead he leaned both hands against the wall and breathed deeply. His werewolf features started to vanish, leaving only his fangs and eyes. He looked up at me, his eyes still a golden shade.
"Are you okay?" He panted.
"Yeah. You?" I caught my breath.
"Do I look bad?" He said while motioning to his face. His fangs now gone but his wolf eyes still present.
I laughed and wrapped my arms around him into a hug, he hugged back and rubbed my back soothingly.
"I can't believe I'm not dead." I scoffed. Jordan laughed as I heard Stiles and Scott's fimilar footsteps running down the basement stairs.
