Dear Juliet,
I know I haven't written that much, but things are getting bad...

I started to run back to the guys. I was so caught up in the moment, Stiles and Scott screamed as they saw me.

"Ah!" I screamed as I fell back.

" I think I found something." Stiles told me as he helped me up.

"So did I." I commented. We three walked back to the spot where i left them as I chased after Malia.

"It's a coyote den." Stiles said to me as we entered.

"Werecoyote." I corrected him.

"You see this? This is Malia's. Remember, it's the same one she was wearing in the photo." Stiles handed my a jacket.

"We shouldn't be in here." Scott said to us looking back.

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked.

"She's not going to come back now. We just invaded her home. Our scent's going to be everywhere."

"If she's not going to come back here, where's she going to go?" I asked Scott.

"I don't know."

"Can you track her now? You think you got her scent?" Stiles looked at me. I shook my head.

"I have a little bit of her scent."

"What about you Scott?"

"Maybe. But I'm better at this when I'm a full wolf. And I'm still worried that if I do it, I won't be able to turn back."

"The door's still open." Stiles said as he remembered the phrase Deaton told him.

"If I can't get to Derek, we're gonna have to find someone else to help. This is basically a crime scene, right? I think it might be a little out of Deaton's league." I got up as I told the boys.

"And more in my dad's." Stiles had contact his dad and later in 20 minutes police arrived.

"You're sure it was her?" Sheriff Stilinski asked me.

"I looked her right in the eyes. And they glowed just like mine." I looked at him as I told him.

"It makes sense, Dad."

"But it wasn't a girl. It was a four-legged coyote, right?" Sheriff had put together.

"Well, okay. But yeah, see, that's the point that we don't exactly have figured out yet."

"Okay, but if it was a full moon and she did change while her mom was driving, then anything could've happened." Scott back us up.

"Horrible things could've happened. Ripping, shredding, tearing things." Stiles described even more in depth.

"Which is probably what caused the accident." I confronted.

"Think about it, Dad, all right. They're driving, Malia starts to change, she goes out of control, the mom crashes and everybody dies."

"Except for Malia." Me and Scott said at the same time.

"She blames herself, all right, goes off running into the woods and eventually becomes trapped inside the body of a coyote."

"That makes sense." Sheriff shakes his head. "In a Chinese folktale." He yelled at us. "Boys, Juliet, this is this is insane. I need this kept quiet. The three of you, not a word. I don't want anyone hearing about this. I especially don't want Mr. Tate hearing about this." Scott had looked back and Sheriff started to call him. "Scott? Scott!"

"Sorry. What did you say?" Scott had seen something. I was more worried about him, than me. My dads car pulled up and me Scott sighed. Mr. Tate came up.

"Oh, hell. Mr. Tate." Sheriff Stilinski whispered.

"Mr. Tate?" My dad said to him as he looked at the girls blanket in Stilinski's hands.

"It's hers." He whispers.

"All right, wait here."

"Dad." I said to him, as Scott walks away.

"I'll talk to you in a minute. I wouldn't mind hearing how your mom's okay with you guys running around in the woods this late." He told me. He walked away. I looked back at Scott, I can tell he didn't want to talk to him. I had went with my dad and the car ride was silent. We parked in the drive way and he looked at me. "Listen, I have no clue what is happening to you and brother."

"Maybe if you stayed, you could've known."

"I'm trying my best. I'm here now." I turned to him. Now! How is that gonna help!?

"Now!? What about the last few years? You left us! I needed you." I got out of the car and ran inside the house and slammed my door. I jumped on my bed and started to cry.

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Stiles, Allison, Scott, and I gathered up. Stiles had shown Allison a picture of the den.

"Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails."

"Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails. But I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves. And they're really smart. If they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes." Allison said to him.

"Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles sound so amazed of he fact that coyotes tip toe.

"They tip-toe." Allison rolled her eyes. The bell rang. "I got to go, but send me the pinned location." She walked away.

"Okay." Stiles sent it her. I grabbed my bag and hugged Scott.

"I'll see you guys later." I walked to my class. Scott had texted that Stiles had a panic attack and I ran out of the classroom and ran to where the boys locker room was.

"I should've been there." I told Stiles.

"It's okay, Juliet."

"No, it's not." I looked at him. The coyote came to the school. Stiles saw his dad and we went to talk to him. I saw Scott. "What happened?"

"Malia." He whispered to my ear. We walked out of the room and look for Stiles, we found them and we both listened to the conversation he had with his dad about Malia.

"Yes. Because Scott and Juliet are sure. Scott, Juliet you guys been listening?" Stiles voice made me look up and nodded.

"All right, let's get this figured out. Come on." Stilinski grabs Stiles and walked away. We went back to the locker because Scott was a witness.

"Scott. I think I know what she was looking for." Stiles says as he pulls the doll from his backpack. My mouth dropped as I saw it.

"You took the doll from the car?" My voice turned into a loud whisper.

"Yeah, I thought you could use it, you know, for like her scent." I shook my head at him.

"Where did you get that? Where did you find this? It belonged to my daughter." Mr Tate came in and snatched the doll from Stiles hands. I grabbed Stiles arm to protect him.

"Sorry." He told him,

"Mr. Tate, I don't know how you heard about this. If you got your own police scanner or what but you can't be here." I looked to see Mr. Tate having a gun. I gasp. Stilinski looked at how scared I was and looked at him, he saw the gun.

"I have a permit." Mr. Tate told him,

"California schools are gun free zones, permit or no permit. You need to leave, Mr. Tate. Now."  He was leaving until he yelled at him to say something to him.

"You find that animal. You find that thing." He went. The three of us looked at each other. Later Stilinski talked to Scott of what happened, we went to Deaton's.

"Xylazine." He pulls out. "It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds. I only have three. So whoever's shooting, needs to be a damn good shot."

"Allison's a perfect shot." I said.

"She used to be." Isaac argue.

"She can do it." Scott tells him.

"If we manage to find the thing."

"Okay, what is the point of him?" Stiles points at Isaac. "Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose? Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf anyway? It's 65 degrees out." I chuckled.

"Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask. How do we turn a coyote back into a girl, when she hasn't been a girl for eight years?"

"I can do it." Scott spoke up. I looked at him.

"You can? Are you sure?" I told him.

"You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school?" I nodded. "In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery."

"This is a werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it'll even work if you can find someone who can teach you." Deaton spoke to him.

"That's why Juliet called Derek, first." Stiles looked at me.

"Yeah, I could try it on my own. But right now, The both of us are too scared to even change into just a werewolf." I told Stiles.

"We need a real Alpha. You know what I mean. An Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going. You know, get it." Stiles moved his hand as he spoke.

"Up?"

"Great. I'm an Alpha with performance issues."

"Is there anyone else besides Derek who could help?"

"I wouldn't trust Peter." I shook my head. "Knowing how he is." I told Scott.

"Maybe the twins?"

"They're not Alphas anymore. after what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them." Deaton let Stiles know.

"Yeah, but what if they know how to do it?" Scott came forward.

"Nobody's seen them for weeks." I spoke to Scott.

"Actually, that's not totally true." Stiles added. One person popped in my head. Lydia.