My younger sister, Cora is alive, I thought she was dead with the rest of my family. I was searching for her with Derek and Talia was with John. Soon enough Scott
came to the preserve to meet up with us. "Is it them?" Scott asked us. "We're not the only ones that decided to stick together." I said looking at the two sets of prints.
"Is that gonna make it easier or harder to catch them?" Scott said confused. I gave him a look that said I don't know "Akira, Derek... I saw Boyd try to rip two little kids
apart. Are they gonna do that to everyone they find?" He asked looking at us. "Everyone and anyone." I replied making my eyes glow. My phone began to ring. "Hello
Stiles" I smirked. "Please put me on speaker" He asked a bit worried. Through the bond I felt his fear. "Guys, you might want to hear this." I said as they looked at me.
I put him on. "Alright" I said looking at the phone. He explained what Lydia found. "Are you sure?" Derek asked, I could feel his rage in his tone. "Yep. Throat ripped
out, blood everywhere. It's like the frickin' shining over here. Two little twin girls come out of the woods, start asking me to play with them forever and ever, I'm not
gonna be surprised." Stiles said a bit discouraged. After Stiles hung up, Derek went on a rant. "It's my fault." I murmured. Isaac soon came to where we were. "We
need help." Scott said a bit irritated. "We have Isaac now." I said oblivious. "I mean real help. They're too fast for us, for all of us. They're too strong, too rabid." Scott
reassured me. "Alright Scott we know killing them won't solve anything, are you saying we find someone who knows what they're doing." I growled. I got into my
twins new silver hummer. I was in the passenger seat, Derek was driver, and Isaac was in the back. "Do you think this is gonna work?" Isaac asked. "No" I said a bit
irritated. I haven't seen Stiles since last night. My heat was very slowly leaking out of my control. "Akira, you go it contained" Derek saw the struggle in my body's
movement. "I'm fine" I growled. "Are you sure" He asked me again. "Yes" I spat out. We got to the preserve. Chris was explaining Cora and Boyd situation. "Focus on
your sense of smell. Actual wolves are known to track their prey by up to a hundred miles a day by scent. A trained hunter can use scent to track them. If the wind is
with them, wolves can track a scent by a distance of two Miles, which means we can draw them to us... Or into a trap. Full moon does give us one advantage. They'll
have a higher heat signature, which makes them easier to spot with infrared." Chris said throwing me a pair of goggles. "Thanks, but I've got my own." I said making
my eyes glow. "Just remember, we're not hunting wild animals. Underneath those impulses are two intelligent human beings. Don't think they can't rely on that human
side. It's suppressed, but it's there, reminding them how to mask their scent, how to cover their tracks, how to survive. When's the last time you saw your sister?"
Chris asked Derek and I. "Nine years. I thought she died in the fire." Derek said a bit sad. "I on the other hand was in the fire, plus with the ability of permanent scent
memory, I can remember her scent with ease" I smirked. "Scott, how confident are you in your skills?" Chris asked the young beta. "Honestly, most of the time, I'm
trying not to think about all the things I can smell." Scott replied feeling hope slipping out of his willpower. "All right. The problem is when they breach the woods and
hit the residential area. Once they're past the high school, they're right in the middle of Beacon Hills." I said confident, Chris was impressed. "They're not gonna kill
everything they see, are they?" Isaac asked out loud. "No. But there is an important difference to recognize. Wolves hunt for food. At a certain point, they get full. But
Boyd and Cora are hunting for the pleasure of the kill, for some primal apex predatory satisfaction that comes from the ripping of warm bodies to bloody shreds. And
who knows when that need gets satiated?" Chris blurted out. "Then maybe we just need to contain them. There's no one in the school at night, is there?" I said
thinking out of my own thoughts. "You want to trap them inside?" Derek looked at me. "If there's somewhere with a strong enough door, no windows or access to the
outside." Chris dug deeper into my idea. "What about the boiler room? It's just one big steel door." Isaac said interested. "You're sure the school's empty?" I asked.
"It has to be. There can't be anyone there this late, right?" Scott asked in his own thought. Chris got out a very familiar device. "These are ultrasonic emitters. It's one
of the tools we use to corral werewolves, pushing them into a direction we want them to run. Gives off a high-pitched frequency that only they can hear." He smirked
as he turned it on. I covered my sensitive ears. "God, no kidding! Turn it off, Turn it off" Isaac said agitated. Isaac was a downer, kept repeating that the plan wasn't
going to work. "It's going to work. It'll work." Scott said reassuring us. I was in the school hallway, waiting for the rabid betas. I see them at the entrance. Scott and
Derek are right beside me. "Come and get us." I growl. The three of us run down to the boiler room. I push the two rabid wolves inside. Then Scott, Derek, and I hold
the large door shut. "Did that actually just work?" Scott asked the two of us. "It worked. What are you hearing?" Derek huffed. "Heartbeats." Scott said a bit confused.
"Both of 'em?" I asked a bit startled. The next sentence made me do something that could kill me. "Actually... Three of them" Scott replied. I used my strength to open
the door. "What are you doing?" Derek asked me a bit scared. "Close the door behind me and keep it shut." I growled. "You go in there alone, and you're either gonna
kill them, or they kill you." Scott said worried for my well being. "That's why I'm going in alone." I said closing the door. My body shuddered, my heat was beginning to
seeping out of control. I pushed it down, I saw two sets of glowing yellow eyes. I hear a scream, I see Boyd near a teacher. I pull him away, shut the door, and in a
flick like motion my claws come out. I push Boyd away, next thing I know Cora slashes at my torso. I separate the two. They continuously slash at my body, I focus my
energy on keeping them away from killing each other. I focus on my brother's heartbeat, I soon feel their slashes stop. I drop my head, the two are unconscious, and I
just noticed my heat has subsided. I hear the boiler door open, I lift my head to see both Derek and Scott in front of me. "There's a teacher, she's okay, I'll get her, get
them out of here" I said huffing. Derek picks up our sister and Scott picks up Boyd. "Go I'll be ok" I smirk. I get up and my wounds begin stitching themselves together.
I see the teacher, her heartbeat was erratic, and I held my hand out. She slowly got enough courage to take my hand. I get her out of the boiler, I nod at her, and
leave. I get to Stiles' house, he sees the blood on my body, all of a sudden, and I feel my heat come back full burst. I kiss his lips, he kisses back, I get his shirt off and
he gets the rest of my clothes off. My wounds begin healing faster. Stiles began thrusting into me and I moan. I feel a coil in my belly begin forming. It soon snapped. I
scream his name, his thrust begin to get out of rhythm, and He moans my name and I feel his release. I feel my wolf howl in the back of my mind. He collapses on me,
he doesn't move, I push him off of me. "Stiles, I have to tell you something, before I even met you, there was a boy I thought I loved" I said feeling tired. "Yeah" Stiles
said shifting me. "Nothing happened between, one day in the near future I will tell you the story, all you have to do is ask" I said as he wrapped his arms around me.
"Ok" Stiles said and I felt the old memories flood my mind. I fall asleep on his chest. I soon woke up, Stiles was gone, and I got dressed, and go back to the loft.
"Mommy" I see Talia and she jumps to me. "Hey, how was it" I smirked at her. "When I shifted, I wasn't angry, I thought of you and daddy" She smiled as she shifted.
She shifted back and I hugged her.