I feel they're getting closer

Their howls are sending chills down my spine

And time is running out now

They're coming down the hills from behind

Howls, Within Temptation

Music echoes in my mind. It has a calming effect on me, and it helps me breath normally while running. After all those nightmares and sleepwalks through the woods, I feel like I know every tree just by feeling the lines on it's surface. As the lyrics roll, I inhale, then exhale.
Kate told me it's important to keep a pece while running, because if I stop, it will be hard to continue. But my mind had a trouble concentrating, with Stiles finding his way in my brain no matter how much I pushed the thought of him.
After the Economy class, we agreed to meet tommorow before school, as we both had a first period free. What could a brown haired boy keep as a secret?
I stopped in front of half burned house. Fear still gets under my skin just by thinking about it, even more when I'm actually looking at it. Something in the east window moved. Just a shadow, I think. There isn't anyone here.
Then I remembered the screams, calling for me inside. Red dots staring at me from the darkness. Rubbing my hands together, I jogged to the doors.
The brown paint is almost peeled of completely. When I opened them, the wicked creaking broke through the silence. Every step I make is louder under the old wooden floor.
In the hallway, right in the middle, staircase leads on the secound floor. Automatically pushing the idea of going up there, I made a right turn.
Big fireplace made of stone caught my eye, the bright red fire almost faded as the smoke wonders it's way through the chimney. In the right corner, next to me a old green couch was placed. Torned book laid open on it. I picked it up, but the language was unknown to me. From the words lupus and mortuus I concluded it's on latin, not my most favorite subject in school. I put it back carefully trying not to break any more pages when something on the floor cought my eye. Five lines are etched in the filthy floor. Something's strange about those lines. They were aciddent, obviously, from some animal's claws. But the space between them is too big for animal paws.
„What do you think?" Kate stared down at me.
My heart stopped beating for a second. „You scared the crap out of me," I said, imagining a thousand of scenarios of someone attacing me out of blue in empty, spooky house. „They're from some animal,"
Blond haired woman frowned, „Come on girl, use your imagination." She crouched beside me.
„You see this?" I placed my fingers on every line, pulling them. They perfectly matched with the path of cutts int he floor. „They're too far away from each other. No animal has such long fingers. Not that I know of,"
Kate gave me an approval nodd, miniature smile forming on her face. „Come," She stood up and walked to the nearest wall, looking at the walls. They are black as a coal. I followed her out of the house.

During our ride, I asked many questions but didn't get an answer to any of them. Kate watched the road, ignoring me. It was the longest ride in my life. I didn't know where we're going, and I was excited what she's got to show me. Maybe the other part of her decided to come to the surface.
„Listen, close your eyes. I've got a surprise." She gave me a smile and pulled the key out oft he car. I did as she said, wondering what's expecting me out there.
I didn't see where were going, and almost fell three times while walking. Kate was there to catch me every time.
After hearing a loud punch of metal against metal, I finally opened my eyes. „Every family had it's secrets. This is ours."
Even though it was dark, Kate found her way to the swich without bumping into anything.
I covered my eyes with hands. The light was strong, and after spending few minutes in the dark, it kind of hurt to adjust on the rays of bright lamps in every corner of the room.
„Derek, be a good boy and show Abbie what a monster you are."
Until she spoke, I never realized there's a third person in the room.
Dark haired man hang on the wall. When his head lifted up, my heart sunk down.

Forest green eyes of a man turned into a cold, steel blue. Although his face is deformed, I'm still able to recognize the one who saved me in the woods. Beautiful face deformed: it's wider and deadlier – face of an animal, ready to attack its prey. Derek is chained on brick wall of dark basement. Like an animal, growling screaming, he's trying to break free. "What is he?" Words barely left my throat.
Kate giggled, that sound is more terrifying than Derek's pathetic attempts to break those thick chains. "This, my dear, is a shape shifter..."
I swallowed the lump in my throat, leaving it dry and painful. "As in a werewolf?" Blond woman turned the generator on, sending the electricity on chains. Derek growled even louder.
"Stop! You're gonna kill him!" miserable whimper found its way out of me. Kate stood still, observing me with her wicked look, "He's just a dumb animal." A woman in front of me isn't my aunt, she's not the same person I used to trust and play stupid games with her.
I felt volts of electricity boiling through thick air. "How can you be so calm, this isn't fun, this is… morbid." I yelled as she laughed.
"There are werewolves running all over the world. Laugh keeps me sane."
My eyes stayed locked on Derek's. They turned back to green, and again, he looked like a human being. Broken, wretched and sorrowful face stared back at me. He's hoping I can help him. He's looking for salvation in broken teenage girl who can't even help herself. "Did he killed all of those people?" Man hanging in front of me doesn't look like a killer at all, but the animal he becomes during full moons might be.
"There are actually three of them." Kate pulled me by hand, slowly pushing me out of the basement. "Another like him, a beta." We both glanced one last look at Derek before Kate closed the door in front of my face. "And there's an alpha."
There's more of them, my heart beat faster. Alpha is a pack leader and his more vicious, nastier and deadlier. "Those are the real problem,"
During our ride home, Kate told me more about how pack hierarchy works. Usually, they come in five. That's how werewolves differ from real wolfs, real ones come in bigger groups. Alpha's are leaders, who seek their power in betas. The bigger a pack is, stronger they get. Somebody becomes an Alpha by killing the last one, or simply if the old one steps down, which isn't an usual case for deadly, vicious werewolves. An Alpha is the strongest and most lethal variety of Werewolf, the one in Beacon Hills is still building its pack. "We're dedicating our time on fiding him. As soon as we find him, the better. He's weak and easier to kill without a pack."
Derek is a beta. Beta's can be natural born or created via bite/other means, and have no real superior power in comparison to their fellow wolves. As with other races, strengths vary from individual to individual. Their eyes of a beta are yellow in wolf form. "But why are Derek's blue?"
Kate pulled a SUV in the garage. "If he gave you a jacket so you don't freeze to death, doesn't mean his saint. When a werewolf kills an innocent person, it takes a part of their soul. The change in their eyes is just a reflection of who they really are."
She didn't give me much time to let that sink in, and started throwing more information at me.
Another beta is one of teenagers from school. That's all they know about him. Plus, he's been bitten, while Derek was born. An Alpha started to build his pack, but he's doing it slow.
"Then he doesn't know you're after him.."
"Oh, he knows." Wicked smile formed on Kate's face. "But he doesn't care. I can't wait to slash that arrogant jerk in half."
Trying not to make eye contact with her, I slipped out of the SUV. She followed me. "Why don't you catch the other beta. If he's bitten, he may speak. Derek won't give you any information." My idea might get an innocent kid killed, but I still have hope in woman who raised me like her sister. She gave me a proud nod. "I knew you can think," We entered the hallway of our new house. "That's why I told you. And that's why I need you. Abbie, you're gonna help me catch the second beta."
With that last sentence we entered the kitchen. My father, mother and sister ate peacefully in silence. Mom pointed at the two free spaces on the table. The plates were already served, waiting for us. "Our little secret?" Kate winked and took her seat.
Am I ready for what's ahead of me? I've got into something impossible to avoid, and this was my time to show how strong I can be. I pushed my thoughts away. This wasn't a time and place to overanalyze the situation, if dad figures out there's something wrong with me, Kate might get in trouble and they'll fight again. Allison gave me a slight smile. "How's the thing with Scott?"
Our parents told us not to keep our relationships hidden from them. They might not approve them, but they still want to know what's going in our lives. "Good, great actually."
She blushed. There's more than just good and grate and I knew I'll hear more of that soon.
"He told me you're going to see Stiles tomorrow," All three adults shot me with a look.
"Yeah, he told me he has to tell me something. He's acting really strange these days."
Allison nodded, "I noticed,"
Thought of Stiles made me happy. It was good to think about something else than Derek and werewolf alpha slashing people's throats in the town. Not so nervous anymore, I continued eating my dinner.

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