The house was quiet still asleep in the early morning. Everything untouched from where it lay last night. Scott trudged across the landing, his mind was heavy although he no longer felt cold and ill but something felt almost out of place, a funny twinge that often surged up his arm, he extra senses still high on alert. The door clanked as the paper was shunted through the small opening and fell messily onto the wooden floor. Scott trudged down the stairs towards to pick up the paper. It was a rarity for him to read it but he had nothing to think about. He picked up the paper staring deeply at the headline. "The Animal Attacks Return", it took him a while to think about what he was looking at it couldn't possibly happen he thought to himself,

The article read,

Although believed that the strange violent animal attacks had dispersed seem to have returned after numerous violent finding of the local wildlife and also many farm animals which have been targeted. Animal expert Dr Arquat believes that the attacks are not at random, as many believe, following a brief interview he said "I have seen these attacks only once before when the problem escalated to the viscous animals becoming more dangerous and threatening local residents mainly children, whom played in the woods, from my experience I believe these attacks are from wolves, the scale of hunting is rare but not un heard of", from this we do urge that the woods be off limit for the safety of everyone. It isn't thought that wolves dwell in the local woods but the area is vast, so safety must come first! Other experts although believe...

The words trailed on into nothingness Scott was stunned there was no normal wolf pack around or so he thought, his mind jumped to Derek, could he? It wasn't at all his style, Derek knew the risk of the hunters, If it was him he'd given them a clear reason for them to kill him, No, Derek knew the stakes it must have been someone else, Peter was dead and gone thought Scott but then Scott had felt that something wasn't right about his death, seeing he had healed from burns before and why would one werewolf take to this killing streak none of these animals it seems had the spiral drawn on them. Nothing seemed to make sense. Confronting Derek would be a start but then what if it was him? Scott mind was slowly shutting down his thoughts lessening, until one single thought remained strong, he could almost smell it, as it drummed to the beat of his heart, would Allison know? Since the confrontation with Peter everything had collapsed, he didn't feel strong enough to talk to her again; the thought of her soft dark brown eyes was always harshly interrupted by the thought of her father's deep stern glare ready with a gun held to his head. He shivered, and slowly made his way to get ready for school grabbing his unusually light bag from his room taking the paper with him to show Stiles although he was sure Stiles had already read it and was asking the same questions maybe even thinking Scott was behind it. The idea wasn't that far out there Scott had had no idea of what had happened recently and it wasn't the first time his wolf side had taken him wandering off for blood before without permission.

The Sun was high in the sky when Scott arrived at the school teeming with life, he'd walked to school enjoying the warmth of the autumn day and waited perched on the bike rail to see the jeep pull up. There was a soft breeze that lapsed against his face making him shiver slightly, the tremors skipped off him, everything momentarily become blurred Scott shook his head looking back up at the car park. There she was, stood tall and proud her bag perched over her shoulder much how she held her bow, her lethal bow flashed across his mind, the smell of blood welling up in front of him. She glanced across to him smiling slightly before walking perfectly in time with Lydia being recently released from the hospital still with no clue of what had happened to her. She hadn't transformed, no once, although she stank of wolf, the musk smell of the wood, it rang strong across her. He stared after them almost in envy of Lydia and her friendship with Allison.

"Scott", the voice was distant it was as if Scott had fallen to another void of existence, "Scott" he turned his head; Stood there was Stiles already as Scott suspected holding firmly the paper. "Do you know anything?" he asked

"No, I thought Derek but..."

"Yea I know what you mean it's not his style" Stiles interrupted their voices were hushed, in case of anyone over hearing, not that many people would care or understand but the threat from the hunters was still high, Scott knew they had recruited more, some came from the north in the capable hands of Allison's dad, he had promised Scott peace for the promise that no blood would be spilled, he'd accepted but that promise lay on thin ice Scott knew perfectly they didn't trust him hence he didn't trust them. "Why not just talk to Allison?" Scott's eyes had once again searched to meet her eyes, Stiles knew him to well understanding his distracted glances, and Allison was constantly resurfacing in Scott's mind.

"I've thought about it" he said starring to the ground as he walked towards the library. Stiles followed slowly, as if ready to reply but unable to speak, Scott got there first "You ask her!"

"Me", he recoiled running quickly to catch up stopping in front of Scott. "Why me, this isn't my problem, it's yours, Look I know you don't want to talk to her. I know it's still awkward but at least you'd have a conversation starter" Stiles turned quickly walking to the end of the library grabbing any book from the shelf to appear busy, propping himself against the radiator but glancing across the Allison. Allison was sat with Lydia doing her homework, her face was puzzled, as she pushed her pencil through her curly brown hair, which fell quite erratically around her shoulders. Scott breathed in heavily, gaining his remaining confidence and slowly made his way to the table, hoping she'd notice him first; Lydia glanced up and smiled moving away to conveniently grab a different book form the other end of the shelves. Allison still didn't look up. Scott sighed and just sat next to her. Finally she looked at him, he soft eyes full of confusion and panic, he held his breath he'd forgotten how beautiful she was, her rose sent, enhanced through the slight blush of her pale radiant cheeks. Scott's instincts reared up, they told him to run, that she was dangerous but he ignored them. There was no danger he told himself although he wasn't sure.

Scott began "I need to ask you something" it was barely above a whisper, he left his voice behind, along with his confidence which he quietly sprinted from the scene. She exhaled just as nervously.

"Shoot" she said.

"Okay, do you know anything about these animal attacks?" Her eyes softened as if she was expecting something more. Everything seemed to relax and the warmth of the room returned along with the low hum of the background.

"Not much, Dad hasn't been saying anything, they don't want me involved, why what do you think"

"Derek crossed my mind but then..."

"Same honestly I did consider you but there's something not right here," her voice lowered "At home Dad's been having late visitors I don't know who they are, they look official, I've been hearing really strange things, he has these meeting late at night, I only stumbled across them recently, He said something was changing, different form the last time that there in danger, I don't know who they are but it doesn't sound good!" she paused as if considering if she'd said too much "I honestly wish I could help more"

"No, you have helped tremendously, really, I've got to go thanks" Scott got up backing away quickly, the room was a rush, some many thoughts over whelmed his brain, his instincts told him to flee so he did.

"Well?" said Stiles walking into pace with Scott.

"She doesn't know" he said heading towards the exit School was the last of his concerns.

"Where are you going?"

"Too find Derek gotta start somewhere!"

"Now", Scott nodded, opening the door making sure no-one was watching "Well you not ditching school alone that's not on, I'll drive"