Luka's POV
The ride to the preserve is quiet, other than the radio. When we finally pull up to the preserve, Scott turns off the car and turns around to look at me.
"Last chance to change your mind, Luka. You don't have to do this if it feels too risky." He says.
I roll my eyes and shake my head. "I'm not changing my mind. I'm doing this." I say, determined to do what I can to help.
Scott nods and reaches over Derek to get in his glovebox. "In that case, here," He says, handing me a silver dagger. "Call it a last resort."
Shaking a little, I take the dagger. "You guys will be right behind me though, right?" I ask. "I shouldn't need this, right?"
"We'll need to keep a good distance from you in order for this to work," Derek says, looking back at me, "But we'll still be able to hear you if you scream. We'll be able to get to you pretty quick." I nod.
"The Succubus should be somewhere on the preserve, this is where we got ambushed by hunters," Scott says. "All you have to do is walk around the preserve, it should smell you and come after you."
Leaning back in the seat, I take a deep breath. Everyone looks at me in concern. I shake my head. "I'm good, just a bit nervous."
"We won't let it succeed in killing you," Derek says. "You're pack." He says, and the others nod in agreement.
"Plus Stiles will never forgive me if you get killed," Scott says, trying to lighten the mood.
I grin. "Keep that in mind," I say, patting his shoulder. Gulping, I get out of the car and walk deeper into the preserve.
It's quiet, other than the occasional rustling of leaves. I sigh. Well, this was a real good idea. I think to myself bitterly. Scott and the others better be able to hear me.
Seriously? Where is this thing? I'm seriously getting tired of walking around here. It's been at least a half hour. I'm about to give up and go back to the others when I hear low growling ahead of me.
I freeze and slowly look up. Sure enough, there it is. I gulp. "Nice Succubus... Nice Succubus." I say. It growls at me. I slowly back away from it. It slowly advances on me. Suddenly it runs at me, grabbing my arm and throwing me towards a tree. I scream. That's gonna leave a bruise for sure. I reach in my pocket for the dagger. It advances on me again and I scream. "UH, GUYS? A LITTLE HELP HERE!" I yell, as the Succubus scratches at me. I try to defend myself with the dagger, but it knocks it out of my hands. Just as it goes in for the kill, there's howling. Terriffied, I look up to see Scott and the others. I let out a sigh of relief.
"It's about damn time!" I say, as they kill the Succubus.
"Sorry." Boyd says when they kill it. They come over to me.
"Are you okay?" Scott asks.
"I'm good. Back hurts a bit from being thrown against a frigging tree, I'm bleeding quite a bit from being scratched at, but other than that, I'm good." I slowly stand up.
"As long as it didn't bite you." Scott says. I grin at him.
"No, it didn't bite me." I say. "Now c'mon, I'm ready for some pack bonding, Stillinski style!" They just laugh and shake their heads.
"You're going to fit right in." Derek says, still chuckling.