Hey guys! Chapter 3 is here! It's not a very long chapter but I will say that the further into the story we get the long the chapters will get. I've got about four more chapters written and I'm really liking the direction it's heading. I hope you enjoy and remember to follow and review!
Scott, Stiles and Lydia were all sitting in the library, doing their various homework when they heard a voice say, "Room for one more?" The trio looked up and were greeted by the smirking face of Isaac Lahey. "Isaac!" They chorused. They hadn't seen their wolf friend in almost a year. Not since he'd left to hide the Nogitsune's box. He slid into the chair beside Scott. "So turns out you need something called an 'education' to get anywhere in life. Figured Beacon Hills was as good as any place to get one of those." The tall boy said with a shrug. Stiles sighed. "Looks like I have to rewrite my memos on the update dream plan." The teens chuckled. Lydia and Stiles stayed a while longer before head off, leaving Isaac and Scott alone. The silence was deafening. "So... are we going to talk about what happened?" Scott asked. "You mean about you kissing me the night before I left?" Isaac asked. "Yeah about that." The blonde boy smiled sadly. "We don't have to." Scott looked at him and smiled. "Maybe I want to."
Scott groaned as the world came into focus. Danny was leaning over him, wiping his face. Looking around he could tell he was at Deaton's but his mentor was missing. "Welcome back. You had us scared there for a minute." He said. "What happened?" Scott asked. "Braeden shot you. Took you longer to heal than it should have." Danny explained. "Sorry. It's not like I go around getting shot anymore." Scott deadpanned. Danny chuckled. "How long was I out?" Danny's expression turned serious. "About half a day. We had to move you before we started to… fix the scene." Scott looked down. "Any survivors?" Danny shook his head. "No. Derek locked me, Malia and Braeden in the panic room. He managed to kill all the hunters but not before they got to the rest of the pack. Malia and Braeden stayed behind to get rid of the hunter's bodies and stage the scene." "Where's Isaac?" Danny smirked. "He's in the waiting room. He almost bit me when I tried to treat you. I had to trick him behind the ash circle to get him to leave your side." Scott's expression softened and he moved to get up. Danny helped him up. "You know were going to have to talk about how you're connected to all this." "Yep." When they walked in to the front of the vet clinic they found Isaac huddled in the corner, head on his knees. Scott nodded to the man who returned the nod, opened the gate and left the room. Scott walked over to Isaac and kneeled. "Isaac?" Isaac's head snapped up. His eyes danced with emotion. Grief, anger, hurt, concern and one Scott knew all too well. One he'd for far too long thought admiration. Isaac wrapped his arms around Scott and started sobbing. Scott couldn't do anything but rub his back and hair comfortingly. Sometime later, when the beta had calmed down, Danny came in with a grim expression. "We have a problem guys."
Danny drove them to the police station at breakneck speed. Waiting for them in the parking lot was Malia Tate. She had defiantly changed since high school. Her hair was cut into a pixie cut and gone were the short shorts, those replaced by long black slacks. Her dark brown eyes scanned over Scott as he approached, Danny and Isaac flanking him. "I see the baton has already been passed." She commented dryly. Scott gulped. Malia had always scared him a little. The werecoyote smirked and pulled Scott into a hug. "What's going on Malia?" Scott asked. "It's a funny thing actually. They were doing a preliminary examine the bodies and found something strange. All but one of the pack died from ballistic trauma." She said. "Gunshot wounds." Danny said with a nod. "Yeah but Derek didn't have the first gunshot wound. He'd already healed." Malia explained. "Then how did he die?" Isaac asked. "He was stabbed 15 times. At least." The men looked at each other. "How is that weird Malia? Hunters use knives and swords all the time." Isaac said rubbing his chest. "They use daggers and broadswords. Whatever stabbed Derek was long, thin and razor sharp." Malia snapped. "That what Derek meant." Scott said suddenly. The three looked at him in confusion. "He said something about protecting the town from a trick. I think someone tricked those hunters into coming after your pack and when the hunters weren't able to kill Derek-""They did it themselves." Isaac said. There was a brief silence before Malia asked, "So what are we going to do Scott?" The alpha let his eyes glow. "We're going to put the pack back together."