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Chapter 13

I walk into my room with an ice pack and the first aid kit. I sit beside Isaac who is looking down at his trembling hands. Isaac had climbed into my window hoping not to be seen by anyone, but especially my Uncle Jack. Isaac barely made it inside the window with my help and to be honest I almost wasn't able to help him get in; because he had startled me from my constant two day search for answers on Lydia, by the way was going nowhere. Since my grimoire is a freaking spell book. I had to quickly hide my grimoire under my bed.

Once I helped him climb inside Isaac barely could keep himself up and the minute I had gotten a good look at his face, I realized, he'd been beaten. His father had given him a beating for knocking a glass over on the dinner table. Mr. Lahey wasn't a nice man and I hadn't met him, and hoped I never had, too. It made so angry and I wanted nothing more than to get my Uncle involved but he wouldn't allow me to say anything. He would become paranoid and petrified every time I tried to talk him into getting my Uncle's help.

I place the stuff beside me and take his hands in mine and rub my thumb over his hand in soothing rhythm. He reluctantly looks up at me and I place my hand on his cheek and he gently snuggles into my hand.

My heart breaks at the broken boy in front of me and all I want to do is take his pain away. Keep him safe and away from harm. It bothered me to no end that I could keep him safe from Peter, an Alpha werewolf, but couldn't keep him safe from his father, a disgusting human being. He lets out a sigh as he closes his eyes slowly. I look down to his soft pink lips and I find myself slowly placing my lips on his and I kiss him softly.

I pull back slowly and look into his beautiful blue eyes. His eyes are glazed over and I can see emotions playing behind them, which make my stomach fill with butterflies. Isaac gently touches the wisps of hair that didn't fit in my messy bun and frame my face. His eyes roam over my face as if he was taking in every inch of my face.

"You are so beautiful. I just want to memorize every wisp of hair" he lets go of the wisp of hair he had between his index and thumb. "Your eyes." he slowly and lightly runs his thumb under my eye. "Your perfect nose." He leans in and places a light peck on the tip of my nose. "Your blushing cheeks." Isaac slowly kisses both of my cheeks and then looks at me and down to my lips. "Your soft beautiful lips." Isaac slowly inches closer to my lips and I feel heart beat thumping in my ears.

Isaac looks into my eyes and I can see his eyes darkened with emotions that make a shiver run down my spine and I shudder in pleasure. His lips finally fall on mine and when they do I feel my body melt into Isaac. He pulls me closer and caresses my face as he kisses me gently. I suck on his bottom lip causing Isaac to let out a moan and pull me on to his lap so I'm straddling him. As I sit atop of Isaac he plants kiss down my neck and I can feel my breath hitch at how his tongue feels against my skin. I grab Isaac and kiss him fervently and when his tongue grazes my bottom lip I allow Isaac access and his tongue is instantly twisting with mine, causing my body to heat with passion. Isaac suddenly bucks his hips and I instantly respond and grind up on him. Our rhythm is slow but passionate. Isaac's hands run up and down my back causing goose bumps to appear all over my body.

I pull back to look at Isaac and he places both his hands on my face and his thumbs slowly rub my cheeks.

"Aria, I-" Isaac is cut off with my phone ringing.

I turn to the phone on the nightstand to see Stiles' picture appear on the screen. I look at Isaac and give him a disappointed face.

"I'm sorry." I say as I get up and answer the phone.

"This better be good!" I say.

"Oh, it's bad very bad. Lydia is missing!" Stiles says frustrated.

I pause and look out the window to see that night sky seems to be even darker than usual.

"Okay, well I'll help you look for her, pick me up." I reply.

"I didn't say I was going to go look for her."

I roll my eyes and look at Isaac and give him a smile.

"I know, but I know you, you've been in love with Lydia forever, so I know you would be the first to be out looking for her. I might not care for her, but after everything she's been through, I should help you look for her." I say as I sit next to Isaac.

"Okay, wow…okay, see you in a few." Stiles says.

I look to Isaac and run my hand through his curls.

"Lydia is missing. I'm going to help him look for her. Now, what were you about to say before my cousin rudely interrupted" I say

Isaac lifts his eyebrow and gives me a confused look.

"Wasn't she in the hospital like in a comatose state?" Isaac asks.

"Yeah, but apparently not anymore." I say as I open up the first aid kit.

"So what were you going to say?" I ask again

Isaac's eyes widen and he looks down.

"Oh…um…I forgot."

Isaac looks at everything but me. I arch my eyebrow skeptically but let it pass. I slowly place the ice pack on Isaac's eye and he winces for a second and then relaxes as he holds onto the ice pack. I pull up his shirt and suddenly feel my eyes bulge at the marks on his body. His torso was covered in green, red, yellow, and purple bruises that ranged from new to old. Then I see a huge cut running down Isaac's rib and has a few shards of glass sticking out.

"Oh, Isaac. Why didn't you say anything. You have to be in a lot of pain." I say.

I look up to him and he gives me a sad half smile. I shake my head and try my hardest to stop the tears that were threatening to spill. I wasn't going to cry. I am going to be strong for him. I pull out some tweezers and pull out the shards of glass carefully.

"I'm okay, just being near you makes me feel better." Isaac says.

My heart aches for him and I place a chaste kiss on his lips. I turn back to my original task at hand.

"This is going to sting a bit." I say as I spray some peroxide on the wound.

Isaac hiss a bit in pain but doesn't say anything. I gently clean the wound and place gaze and a tape up the wound all the while Isaac sits as still as he possibly can.

"Isaac we need to tell my Uncle. He could really help you. You don't deserve to be beaten like this." I say as I pull his shirt back down.

"NO!"

I flinch in surprise. Isaac eyes go wide and he places his hand in mine.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap." Isaac says with shame.

I take the ice pack off of his eye and kiss his black eye. He hisses in pain but relaxes a second later.

"It's okay. I just worry about you, but I want you to know, that you can just say the words and I will go to my Uncle Jack in a heartbeat." I say as I pull back and look into his broken eyes.

Isaac places a innocent kiss on my lips.

"I need to get to work." Isaac says as he stands up.

I intertwine our hands and walk him out the front door. I pull him into a hug but am sure to be careful. Isaac places his head on top of mine and lets out a sigh.

"Oh, I want to give you something." I say as run to my car that is parked in the driveway.

I pull out a black gift bag and I turn around smiling wide at Isaac.

"What is this for?" Isaac asks.

"It's a late birthday gift."

I put the gift in front of Isaac and motion for him to take it.

"How do you know my birthdate?"

Isaac looks at me confused but takes the bag anyway.

I laugh and smile big and bright.

"Let's just say I am really good at snooping through school records. I can't believe it was the first day we met and you never even said anything, I would have been announcing it to the whole world." I reply.

He smiles wide and takes the bag.

I jump on my tiptoes anxious for him to open the gift. My smile widens as I see Isaac's surprised face when he pulls out a sleek dark blue iPod out.

"I put music in it already, and I made a playlist I want you to listen to. I hope you like. Do you like it." I ask nervously.

Isaac looks at me with watering eyes.

"Oh, no you hate it." I instantly try to grab the iPod. "I'll get you something better." I say.

Isaac shakes his head and pulls the iPod away from my reach.

"No, Aria, I love it. I-I'm just n-not use to g-getting g-gifts." Isaac stutters.

My heart aches for the boy in front of me. I pull him into en embrace again.

"I'm glad you love it." I say.

Isaac hugs me back and places a soft kiss on my head. I look into his eyes and feel my heart swell. I realize that looking up into Isaac's eyes that I would do anything to make him happy and keep him safe. The feelings came at me like I walked straight into a brick wall. I place my hand on his cheek and caress his face.

I love you.

I love him.

"So if she's turning would they kill her?" Stiles asks.

"I don't know." Allison says.

I look at her and roll my eyes.

"Formal night, hello, your crazy bitch aunt shooting me, yeah, they'd kill her." I say with venom lacing my words.

Allison looks at me with shock but then looks shakes her head.

"Like I said I don't know, okay. All they say is 'we 'll talk after Kate's funeral, when the others get here'." Allison finishes.

"What others'?" I ask.

"I don't know they won't tell me that either."

"Okay your family's got some serious communication issues to work on." Stiles says.

I roll my eyes and lean back into my seat.

"Scott are we going the right way?" Stiles asks.

I turn to look at Scott with his head out the window sniffing the air. I stifle a laugh at the sight infront of me.

"Take the next right." Scott yells out.

Walking through the woods and toward the Hale house, we all look around confused.

"She came here? You sure?" Stiles asks.

I look around for her but don't see anything.

"Yeah, yeah this is where the scent leads." Scott says.

"All right but has Lydia ever been here?" Stiles asks Allison.

"Not with me." She replies.

I look around and look to Stiles.

"Miss. Prissy would never come here." I say as I look around.

"Why are you here? It's not like you two are friends?" Allison asks.

Her voice was laced with frustration and dare I say a little hatred. I turn to Allison and walk straight up to her.

"I'm here because even if I don't like her, she doesn't deserve to be killed. If we don't find her before your family, she will be. That's why I'm here." I say deadly.

Allison takes a step back and looks down at her hands.

"My dad wouldn't kill her."

"Oh, like he didn't try to kill Scott."

I counter knowing she knows that I'm speaking about the previous days encounter. Chris Argent, her father, pointing a gun at Scott threating to kill him. Allison swallows down and looks to Scott sadly.

"Point taken." She says.

"Mhmm, that's what I thought. Don't make me regret saving you." I say as I walk toward Stiles.

"Aria, give her a break." Scott says.

I turn around and look at Scott.

"If I listen to you, I'll get shot, again." I say with venom.

Let's just say I haven't forgiven Scott for getting shot.

Stiles and I start to walk toward the house.

"Hey, I know you're mad at him, but you have to forgive him some day." Stiles says.

I look at him and roll my eyes and continue walking forward.

"Maybe she came here on instinct, like she's looking for Derek." Allison says.

I roll my eyes and keep walking listening to their conversation.

"You, mean looking for an Alpha." Scott replies.

"Wolves, need a pack, right?" Allison asks.

"Not all of them."

I shake my head. Every wolf needs a pack and the faster Scott figures that out the better it will be for him.

"But would she have been drawn to an Alpha? It is an instinct to be part of a pack?" Allison asks.

I turn around and interrupt.

"Yeah, they're stronger in packs." I answer her question.

Allison looks at me questioningly and then looks to Scott. He nods his head indicating a yes.

"Like strength in numbers." Allison states.

I shake my head and let out a sigh.

"No, like literally strong, faster, better in every way." I say.

"That the same for the Alpha?" Allison asks.

Scott shakes his head and looks at me.

"That'll make Derek stronger too." I say.

"Orion and I, as well, will become stronger." I say to myself.

"Oh, hey look at this." Stiles says

I turn to look at him and walk forward and Allison follows.

"You see this?" Stiles continues.

"It's tripwire." I say

Stiles pulls it and the three of us look at each other.

"Stiles." Scott says.

"Yeah buddy?" Stiles says.

We turn to look at him and I immediately chuckle.

"Oh."

"Next time you see a tripwire…don't trip it." Scot says as he hangs upside down.

I can' help the chuckles that escape my lips and I turn to Allison to see the same expression on her face. She turns to look at me and we chuckle. We might not be too keen each other but when something is funny, it's funny.

"Yeah, noted." Stiles replies.

I pat stiles on his back and he sighs.

We start walking toward him when suddenly Scott becomes frantic.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Someone's comings. Hide. Go!" Scott yells out.

Scaring all of as at how serious he is. I pull on Stiles arm and grabs Allison.

"Don't worry." I say.

I pull Stiles and Allison behind me.

"Non ad oculum, invisibilitatem" I whisper.

"Don't move, don't say a thing, we are invisible, but that doesn't mean we can't be heard." I say aloud.

I turn around to look at them and they both nod their heads frantically.

We see Allison's dad with two other men come walking toward Scott. Allison instantly clasps a hand over her mouth. I grab onto her hand and give it a light squeeze to grab her attention. When she looks at me I place a finger in front of my lips motioning for her to be quiet. She nods her head frantically.

We watch quietly as Scott and Mr. Argent exchange words. I look to Stiles who looks just as scared as Alison. I turn to look back at the two exchange words but can't make out what is being said because I'm too busy trying to keep myself concentrated on the spell. He motions to Scott's waist and my heart drops.

No, not that, anything but that. Please.

I feel my hand being gripped tighter and I look to Allison who is trying her hardest not to cry. I look at her and mouth. He's going to be okay.

She nods her head and I turn around to see Mr. Argent walk away from Scott. Once we see him out of view. I let my concentration lift.

We run toward Scott. He lets out a sigh.

"You, okay?" Allison asks.

"It's just another life-threating conversation with your dad." Scott says sarcastically.

"Stiles help me with this." Allison says.

They run toward the tripwire. I look to Scott who extends his claws and cuts the tripwire. I let out a chuckle and pull him into a hug.

"I'm sorry, for being mad at you. I love you, Scotty." I say

"No, I'm sorry about you getting shot. I really am. I love you too, Ari." Scott says.

I pull away from him and smile and feel my heart lift. I could never stay mad at Scott. We turn to look at Allison and Stiles.

"Thanks, but I think I got it." Scott says.

They both look at Scott and I, and we all let out a chuckle. Scott turns toward the Hale house and begins walking, I follow after Scott. He looks to me smiles and then looks at the two behind me. I turn to the two humans and smile.

"Comin'?" Scott asks.

I motion for them to come along and they smile and follow Scott and I. I chuckle and turn around. I might have an Alpha in Derek but can't help but feel that I have a pack with Scott. This isn't good.

I stalked around the woods hoping that my Uncle wouldn't see me lurking around, but when I heard him talking about going to the graveyard. All I could think about was Isaac. So, here I am now hiding behind a tree peering through the side hoping to God that my Uncle Jack wouldn't see me.

Isaac was speaking with my uncle and his disgusting father was standing by him. Isaac looked uncomfortable and I cursed the fact that I didn't have super hearing. I suddenly see Isaac turn toward the woods on the left side of where I'm standing and his eyes grow wide with recognition. I turn to see Derek standing there looking at him.

"non ad oculum, invisibilitatem" I whisper as I run toward Derek.

I see my Uncle Jack turn around look confused and then turn back around toward Isaac.

"What are you doing? Why did it look like he knew you?" I ask in hushed tone.

I quickly grab Derek by the arm and we retreat into the deeper part of the woods and away from the cops. I lift the spell.

"Are you going to answer me?" I ask.

Derek looks down and then back up at me.

"I helped him out last night. He needed help getting out of one of those holes. That's it." Derek says.

I eye him but he won't look me in the eye.

"Are you lying?" I ask.

"No," he states and walks away.

"Don't you dare walk away from ME!" I yell out.

"Got work to do. Call you later." Derek says as he runs deeper into the woods.

"You look nice." Orion says as we get out of my car.

I look down to my ripped jeans, black DC shirt, multicolored high tops, and my purple zippered hoodie. I pulled my beanie out from my backpack and placed it on my head.

"Thanks, I've been told I resemble a twelve year old boy in my get up." I say with a chuckle.

Orion lets out a laugh and shakes his head.

"Nah, it suits you, and from this view, you don't look like a twelve year old boy." Orion says as he places his arm around my shoulder.

We both laugh and head toward the school and see Jackson give a homeless guy a dollar. He looks toward me and Orion with a smile.

"Hey, Aria." Jackson says as he walks toward us.

"Hi, Jackson."

I give him a small wave and return a smile. It felt really weird talking to Jackson but I knew I had truly forgiven him and it was time to put the past behind us.

"This is a family friend, Orion Tate." I motion to Orion.

Jackson looks him up and down sizing him up.

"Jackson Whittmore." He simply says.

He looks to me and with an arched eyebrow.

"Okay, see you later, Jax!" I say as I grab Orion and walk away from Jackson.

"He can't know about me, or you. The less people know the better. I'm still hoping that Kate hadn't told any Hunters about me."

I look around nervously and pulled on my strings to my hoodie.

"Hey, it's all going to be okay. Allison promised she wouldn't say anything." Orion says as he grabs my hand and giving it a light reassuring squeeze.

I suddenly feel a tingle go up my arm and Orion and I pull away abruptly.

"What was that?" We both say at the same time.

We both look down to my hand to see gold light pulsate through my hand and then suddenly disappear. I look up at Orion to see his face looking just as confused and shocked as mine.

"Hey, we need to talk." Stiles says.

I jump up not expecting to hear Stiles' voice. He was standing next to me looking at me with curiosity.

"What's up?" I ask trying to shrug off the looks Stiles and Scott are giving me.

"You know how my dad was at the cemetery earlier, well turns out one of the corpse's liver was gone." Stiles says.

My eyes suddenly go wide. If Lydia turned that means…I look to Scott who is looking at me wide eyed. He then looks to Stiles.

"Wait, she ate the liver?" Scott asks.

"No, I didn't say she ate it. I just said it was missing." He says looking at me.

Can Stiles really be serious right now? She had to of eaten it. Stiles can tell what I'm thinking because he adds.

"You know what? Even if she did, so what? It's the most nutritious part of the body." Stiles defends her.

I look to Orion who is looking at Stiles with a half-smile, finding him amusing.

"I never ate anyone's liver." Scott states.

I let out a light chuckle.

"Yeah, right, because when it comes to werewolves you're a real role-model of self-control." Stiles counters.

"Actually, wait, hold on. You're the test case for this, so we should be going over what happened to you." I say.

Scott looks at me with a look that clearly says 'Are you serious?'

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"I think she means like, what was going through your mind when you were turning. What were you drawn to." Orion says.

He looks at me to see if he was right. I nod my head in response and Scott looks down and then back at us with a dreamy expression.

"Allison." He replies.

I let out an audible sigh.

"Seriously?!" I ask irritated.

Stiles looks at me with a frustrated look.

"Okay, nothing else?" Stiles asks Scott.

"Nothing else mattered." He simply states.

I look to Orion and shake my head at Scotts answer. Orion gives me a smile of amusement.

"But, no, that's good, though, right? 'Cause the night Lydia was bit, she was with you." Scott adds trying to lighten the mood.

Stiles lets out a sigh.

"Yeah, but she was looking for…Jackson."

I pat Stiles back and give him a sympathetic smile.

Isaac stood next to his bike as he watched Aria get out of her car with another guy. Isaac suddenly felt his heart drop into his stomach. He didn't understand, he thought things were going good between them two. He watched as the taller, muscular, edgier boy place his arm around Aria.

"If you take the bite, you wouldn't have to worry about anyone bothering her, stealing her away, she would be yours." Derek's voice comes from behind Isaac.

Isaac jumps in surprise. He looks to Derek who is standing next to him. Isaac didn't know Derek, he never had met him before last night. When Derek saved him and explained what he had seen, and that he could become one, a werewolf, the prospects of being something more than ordinary was appealing.

He couldn't deny everything that Derek told him worried him not having control on a full moon, the bloodlust that comes along with it, and the hunters. In all honesty, Isaac thought that he rather face the full moon, the bloodlust, and the hunters, than being tormented by his father.

The only thing holding him back from saying yes was Aria. He didn't want to have to hide anything from her, and the possibility that he could hurt her was too much.

"I wouldn't let you hurt her, trust me. If anything you will be able to protect her, against anything. The offer still stands. If you decide you can find me at the abandoned train station." Derek says as if he could read his mind.

Isaac turns to look at him but is surprised to find, himself, alone.

"I'll do anything to keep her safe." Isaac said to himself not knowing that Derek could still hear him.

Isaac left his bike at the rack and walked toward the school knowing that he wouldn't do anything that could put Aria in danger. He would do anything to protect her.

Walking toward my locker I see Isaac standing there waiting for me. He has a huge smile but when he see's Orion walking beside me, his smile drops. He looks down to his feet.

"Hey."

I place my arms around Isaac's waist and hug him tightly. I look up at him to see him staring down at me in surprise. I push on my tip-toes and place a kiss on his lips. I pull away and look to Orion with a big smile. He looks between the two of us and returns the smile just as big.

"Isaac, this is Orion Tate. He is a longtime family friend." I motion to Orion. "Orion, this is my boyfriend, Isaac Lahey." I say as I motion to Isaac.

Orion extends his hand with a smile.

"Hey, man, it's nice to finally meet you, I've heard a lot about you. You are all Aria talks about." Orion says.

Aria knew Orion was trying to make Isaac know he wasn't a threat, and it wasn't a lie he had heard a lot about my human boyfriend.

"Nice to meet you, too." Isaac says as he shakes Orion's hand.

I look at both boys and feel like I'm standing next to two skyscrapers.

"Orion has first period with me, so I'll see you after." I say as I pull him back into a hug.

Isaac looks down at me disappointed but smiles at me anyway. I place a light chaste kiss on his lips.

"I'll see you later." He replies.

Walking out of chemistry class I see Derek of all people walking out of the boys' restroom. I walk toward him and pull him into the vacant girls' restroom and lock the door.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I ask irritated

"Nothing."

"Don't pull that shit, not with me."

Derek looks at me squarely and there is hardness to his eyes.

"I'm the Alpha, I can pull any shit I want." he says deadly.

I take a step back, but not in fear, no, in hurt. Why is he acting so cold? If anything we should be working together. Figuring out what we are going to do about a pack.

"Derek, why are you acting this way?" I ask trying to hold back the hurt from coming through in my voice.

"Look when I need you I will call you, right now, just focus on getting stronger." Derek says and walks out the restroom.

I am left looking at the place where he stood. Wondering why he is acting so weird.

"What the hell is Lydia doing?" I ask.

Stiles, Scott and I are hiding in the woods peering out to see an ambulance with a man on a gurney. The ambulance is full of blood and the man looks like he was ripped to shreds.

"I don't know." Scott answers me.

"What kept you from doing that, was it Allison?" Stiles asks.

"I hope so." Scott replies.

"Well at least she did something right." I say.

Both Scott and Stiles look at me and I shrug my shoulders. Stiles shakes his head in disapproval.

"Do you need to get closer?" Stiles asks Scott

Scott sniffs the air and then looks to Stile.

"No, I got it."

Scott gets up to take off and I grab his shirt.

"Wait, I'm coming with." I say.

Scott looks at me and contemplates in his head for a few seconds and then nods.

"Guys, just…I just need you to find her. All right? Please, just…just find her." Stiles says.

Both Scott and I look at him. My heart drops for my cousin, he is truly worried about Lydia. It's times like these, that really hurt me, to see how much he cares for her, and the feelings aren't reciprocated.

"We will." Scott replies.

I don't say anything because of the lump I have in my throat, I just nod in response.

"Just follow me as best you can." Scott says.

I smirk and look at Scott.

"That won't be a problem."

Scott takes of running further into the woods and I follow him with ease. The running through the wooded area would have been hard for any normal human, but because of what I am, I'm built to protect them. With that duty, it causes, me to be just as fast, strong, and durable. Now all I have to do is work on my stamina when it comes to my magic.

"Over there."

I point to a silhouette running just ahead of us. Scott nods to me and we follow the person. As we run after the person, who I hope is Lydia, Scott finally drops down to all fours and runs full speed. I follow with effortlessness as I pick up my speed.

Scott suddenly is flying through the air and tackles the person. They both crouch down growling at each other and then that's when I get a good look at the other wolf. It's not Lydia, it's a male.

Scott takes a few steps back.

"It's not Lydia." He says to me.

The other wolf growls at Scott and pursues him.

"Scotty!" I yell out.

Scott puts his arms up in time to defend himself. They both start fighting. I close my eyes and am about to use my magic when Scott yells at me.

"No! Don't Aria! I got this!"

I look at him and see that the other wolf is retreating.

"Wait!" Scott yells out.

Scott continues after him and I follow behind them, again. We are chasing him for a good distant when suddenly the man is trapped in a snare, just like the one Scott was in the other night, and Chris Argent threatened him. I stop and began to concentrate on bringing the man down when a hand grabs my shirt and roughly pulls me away.

I look over to my right to see Scott fighting against the person's grip and when I look I see its Derek.

"Stop, I can help him, please." I plead with him

"They're already here." Derek says.

I suddenly stop moving and pull myself away from Derek. I hide beside the boys but unlike Scott I stopped fighting against Derek, knowing exactly who 'they' are.

Instantly five hunters began walking toward the wolf, and I instantly recognize Mr. Argent. He Tasers the wolf and I can hear the screams but that is all. We are too far away from them to hear so I look to the two boys beside me.

"What are they saying?" I ask.

"They are asking him why he is here, and that they know he isn't from around here. He says he's looking for the Alpha, me, he heard about me." Derek says.

I look up at him a my eyes widen in surprise and fear, if they are talking about an Alpha, that means people have been eyeing Beacon Hills for a while and that means, me too.

"He's the one who ate the liver, and the man in the ambulance, he was dead already when he attacked him." Derek keeps on filling me in.

An older man starts to talk and he is yelling toward the other hunters and suddenly he pulls out a huge sword. I suddenly feel myself shake my head knowing exactly what he's going to do. I feel tears well in my eyes and I want to look away but I can't, I won't. I need to see this. The old man in one swing cuts the werewolf and half and a loud pain-filled gut-wrenching screams is heard throughout the woods. I feel the tears slip down my cheeks I instantly clean them up.

I look to Derek who is yelling at Scott to look at the hunters.

"Look! Look! Look at them!" Derek yells.

Scott struggles against him but looks hesitantly.

"You see what they do? This is why you need me. This is why we need each other." He says and the last sentence he looks at me.

"The only way to fight them is together."

"Why?" I ask.

"They're declaring war, that's why." Derek says.

I look over to the men and feel my hands tremble with anger and suddenly my hands feel warm, not hot or scorching , just warm. When I look down my hands are engulfed in flames.

"If it's a war they want, it's a war they will get." I say.

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