Chapter 5

"Unexpected turn of events"

She was sitting in the dark. Again.

It wasn't something unusual for her. It actually made it better – the darkness doesn't allow her to see everything clearer. And she doesn't want to. She was raised in the dark and it was the way she knew how to survive.

And she did survive.

It was hard, being kept outside of the world and then finding out why. She had days when dying was the best thing she could think of. She almost succeeded, but her brothers kept her alive. Clark was the one that kept her breathing, always repeating the same old phrase 'You'll get through this, baby Leyla. You're the strongest of us all'. She had no idea why he was saying it, but now she knew. It was a gift… and a burden all at once.

"So you're the stalker, huh?" she asked and crossed her hands at her chest.

All three boys looked at her with the same shocked, and a little scared, expression. She wanted to laugh so badly, but the situation didn't allow her too.

She knew that if she shows a friendly attitude from the beginning, they won't be taking her serious and they won't believe her. She needed to prove to them how determined she was.

There was no doubt they knew she was a werewolf, but she needed a little bit more time. This involved a little bit more lying. One more lie meant nothing in her life.

So, she put the most severe expression she could muster and waited for their dumb explanation.

"Just great," said Isaac, whispering.

Leyla arched a brow and, once more, barely restrained herself from bursting out laughing.

"I'm not a stalker," he said, explaining himself.

"Right, you just randomly are everywhere I am," she replied sarcastically.

Isaac opened his mouth to say something, but realized he got nothing. He couldn't tell her about her being a werewolf. He knew Scott was right – they had nothing on her. But not saying anything made him look like a maniacal stalker.

"Look, just get off my back, ok?" she finally said, seeing as Isaac was keeping silent and the other two guys were just looking at her like she was some kind of miracle.

'How the hell am I supposed to win with those guys?' she asked herself and walked out from them.

"Where are you going?"

Leyla almost jumped. Only her brother could take her by surprise.

"Stop doing it!" she yelled at him, but he started laughing.

"Doing what?" he asked, seemingly innocent. Leyla rolled her eyes at Ryan.

"You know what. Stop sneaking up on me, it unnerves me," she explained and bended to tie her shoes.

Ryan analyzed her. She was dressed in some leggings, a black hoodie and sport footwear. "You're going jogging? Now?" he asked.

"I so like it when you're not pretending to be an idiot," she joked and tied her long hair.

"Ha ha, you're so funny, I can't stand it," he replied, sarcastically.

Leyla just smirked and started walking. "I'll be back in an hour, I really need some training. And I think Lahey needs it too, he's been in the same position for far too long,"

She heard Ryan's laugh. "He's still following you?" he asked. When Leyla nodded, he giggled. "I still don't know how he realized you're a werewolf; I thought it's not possible."

"It isn't," she answered. "I have no idea, but I'm sure as hell curious," she winked at him.

"I'll get on it," he promised her, still smiling.

Leyla saluted him in a military way and got out of her house. She really needed a little bit of training. Ryan will have to find himself something to do. She was sure he won't even be home when she'll come back. Most of the time, he's in hiding. It isn't the most pleasant thing and most of the time she's afraid for him, but she knows – staying with her, where he can be recognized, is more dangerous.

And anyway, he had his own job. They were nothing without information. And finding out secrets was one of his most perfected skill.

She loved jogging in the night, it was more peaceful and no one was seeing her… well, not her case right now.

Leyla took another turn and Isaac did too. He tried his best to stay hidden, but it was getting difficult. 'She's good,' he thought. He didn't have time to see where they were getting at, but he was curious, why, suddenly, she stopped, then the next moment she was running faster than previously. And then he heard noises.

"Freaking werewolves," he whispered when realized what was going on and started running after her.

Everything was happening too fast. He got to the lacrosse field just in time for a big fight. He saw Stiles holding tightly the lacrosse stick, ready to defend himself. Isaac wasn't sure if he would have been successful, because they were against werewolves. And for the worst part…the twins. But he was glad nobody was panicking.

Scott was already fighting with one of the twins. Isaac never could tell them apart and he didn't have time to concentrate on something so small right that moment. If the twins were there, it could easily mean that someone else from the alpha pack was near, if not the whole pack.

And then he saw her. She was transformed. Her red hair seemed longer and even… more red than he thought it was possible. She jumped high in the air and landed in front of Stiles, shielding him from one of the twins. Stiles made a few steps back, understanding that he won't make any difference if he will fight. He let her take the lead.

Isaac wanted to run to her, but changed his mind quickly. Leyla was handling herself pretty well. She was fast and determined, she knew where to hit exactly.

"McCall, help him!" she managed to yell and Isaac hasn't waited for another word. He rushed to his friend.

"Who the hell are you?!" asked Aiden, dodging another kick from Leyla.

"This is really what concerns you now? Not the fact that I'm beating the crap out of you?" she smirked, throwing another punch at him. This time, her claws got to his skin. His face was covered in 5 deep cuts.

The alpha hissed in pain and Leyla saw how he was getting angrier. He jumped at her, but she knew it was a lost cause – he was losing his patience and his reason. He started making mistakes.

"Aiden, let's get out of here!" yelled his brother and before anyone noticed, they were out in the dark.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?"

Leyla took her human form and exhaled loudly. Things weren't going as she planned. At all.