Selene POV- Scott and Liam were at the lacrosse field practicing, Mason and Corey were at the school doing extra credit, Malia and Lydia were both at home and Selene felt like she was going crazy in her own home.
Pacing like a wild animal she scratched at her neck trying to follow a scent both new yet familiar through her house. She caught a whiff in the living room and followed it to her bedroom but just before she could place it the scent would vanish.
Then she would smell it in her kitchen and when she would follow it again it would disappear. She knew the scent deep to her soul she knew the scent but she couldn't place it. Finally she let it go…for now and went to bed.
The next day at school walking to her locker she passed one that seem like the scent familiar to her. Turns out that she wasn't the only one feeling that they were crazy. Everyone felt like someone was missing or that something was off. Certain things sticking out to them but they didn't know why.
All day everyone tried separately to figure out what was making them feel off. Mason and Corey checked with Ms. Martin and then Parrish to see if any students were missing. Malia couldn't understand why her control over her coyote was failing all of a sudden. Lydia was seeing someone around school that no one else saw.
Scott finally went to see Deaton that night to see what he might know. Selene found herself wondering the woods searching for…anything. When she heard a car close by she went to see who it was. She ran into Scott who had texted Lydia who was with Malia.
Now they were all here in the woods.
"I went to bed at home and I woke up out in the woods. About a mile out. I think there's a reason why this has happened" Scott told them as they walked through the woods.
"I've been out here before. It was the beginning of Sophmore year the night before tryouts for First Line. I remember because it was all that I could think about" Scott said.
"That was the night I came back to town" Selene said.
"What were you doing?" Malia asked.
"I was hunting a werewolf gone rogue" Selene told her.
"I was looking for a dead body" Scott replied.
"That's morbid" Lydia said.
"So then what was I doing out here all alone?" Scott asked.
"I wish I could help you but I didn't know you then" Lydia told Scott.
"I was still a coyote so I might have tried to eat it" Malia said.
"Deaton said that my subconscious is trying to tell me something. But I need you guys to help me figure out what it's saying" Scott said.
"Maybe you were just a curious teenager. You heard there was a body" Lydia said.
"But how? I never watched the news and I didn't have a police scanner" Scott told her.
"Your mom works at the hospital. Maybe she got called in and you over heard her?" Malia asked.
"My mom wasn't home that night. I live five miles from here. How did I get here?" Scott asked.
"You drove" Selene said again scratching at her neck.
"I didn't have a car" Scott replied.
"You ran" Malia said.
"I couldn't have I had asthma. I was hiding but they knew I was here" Scott said to them and himself.
"Maybe you made a ton of noise with your asthmatic breathing" Malia said.
"How would they know I was me? Why would the Sheriff even think that I would be out here?" Scott asked.
"Because like most deaths in this town it was related to the supernatural" Lydia said.
"I wasn't supernatural. I mean this was the night that I was bitten I wasn't a werewolf yet" Scott said.
"Okay okay make your point" Selene said.
"I wasn't out here alone" Scott said.
"I know this sounds crazy but I think I had a best friend. And I think he was out here with me that night" Scott said.
"It doesn't sound crazy. I know that someone chained me up and I think they wanted me to stay human" Malia said.
"I came to school this morning and I was sure I was supposed to meet someone. But I can't remember who it was supposed to be" Lydia said.
"I…I keep catching this scent at my house at school… on me. It's as familiar to me as my own scent is but I can't place it" Selene said scratching furiously at an itchy burn on her neck.
"What happened to your neck? God Selene it's raw" Scott said.
"Wait. Stop move your hand" Lydia said.
Selene dropped her hand as they all looked at her neck.
"What?" she asked.
"It…it looks like a bite mark like someone bit you" Malia said.
"That's impossible. I heal too fast and I don't scar" Selene said yet a spot of doubt crept into her mind.
Scott took a picture with his phone and showed it to her. It really did look like someone bit her.
"Okay… there is only one kind of scar that would stay on me. A mating mark" Selene said.
"A what?" Lydia asked.
"It's a wolf thing. You find the only one you want to spend your WHOLE life with and you bite them and they bite you it ties you together on a soul deep level. Whoever we've been looking for… he's my mate" Selene explained.
Once spoken out loud her burning itch stopped and the mark became real no longer raw and red but a claiming bite mark.
"I think that he was in this picture" Scott said pulling it out of his pocket.
"He was sitting right there" Selene said pointing at the photo at the spot between her and Scott.
They all ended up going to Deaton for answers. Scott gave him the glass piece for the windshield the Ghost Rider shot. Deaton tied it above a light while he turned off the other lights.
"Now she just magically writes down all the answers?" Malia asked as Lydia sat at a desk in front of the glass shard.
"It's not quite that simple" Deaton said.
"It never is" Lydia replied.
"In automatic writing the hand moves outside of any conscious awareness. Now hopefully the silence the darkness and the light will allow you to find a more comfortable relaxed trance like state. Lydia I want you to stare into the light and let go of all thought" Deaton instructed.
When she did as he said Deaton directed the others out of the room.
"I have to warn you we may not be able to access these memories" Deaton told them outside the room as they watched Lydia.
"Why not?" Scott asked.
"The legend has always been that the Wild Hunt takes people. But if what you're telling me is right the truth is much worse. They erase people from reality" Deaton explained.
"How did we remember someone who has been completely erased from our minds?" Scott asked.
"Maybe he hasn't been" Malia said nodding at Lydia as she frantically wrote on the paper.
"He's not completely gone. I remembered the bite and now this became real. I bit him I claimed him made him mine too. We're connected but all I feel is calm he's a part of me but I… I can't remember" Selene said showing Deaton the mark on her neck.
"Memory. Maybe that's exactly how you remember him. Work hard enough look for it want it and you could end up remembering other things about him" Deaton said.
Lydia was writing faster now frantic.
"Oh is she…should we stop her?" Scott asked.
They all went back into the room.
"Lydia? Lydia? Slow down" Deaton said trying to reach her.
Finally he turned off the light and she stopped writing but continued to stare at the shard of glass.
"Is she okay?" Scott asked.
"Lydia?" Deaton tried again.
Malia pulled the paper away to look at what Lydia wrote.
"What does 'Mischief' mean?" Malia asked.
"That's not what she wrote" Scott said laying the paper down.
Written by the word mischief over and over Lydia wrote 'Stiles'.
"What the hell is a Stiles?" Lydia asked.
"Mine" Selene replied automatically.
Everyone turned to look at her but she felt just as confused as they looked.
Who was Stiles?