chapter fifty one
i go back to pack

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THE BEAST. It was safe to say that Odessa Stone was finally caught up and in the loop on the new threats Beacon Hills was facing. Because the Dread Doctors and Theo with his Chimera pack just wasn't enough apparently.

The Beast of Gevaudan was just that—a beast. The most powerful and famous werewolf to ever roam the Earth. And it was in Beacon Hills. Lovely. Odessa had yet to see the Beast in all its glory, but she knew she would soon. Seeing as she was currently tracking its movements in Stiles' Jeep with him and Scott.

It was the next night after the pack meeting to break Lydia out of Eichen House, and though they hadn't discussed the plan yet, there was no doubt in saying that everyone was on board no matter what. The plan wasn't discussed in detail, that would be happening tomorrow. Tonight was a whole different story.

Tonight Odessa found herself in the backseat of her boyfriend's Jeep as he kept a small distance from the herd of police cars chasing after the Beast. The roar it let out rang through the trees as it ran down the dark street. The bright red and blue lights of the police cars were the only source of light, aside from Roscoe's headlights. With those lights, Odessa was able to catch a glimpse at the Beast... and it was exactly that... a beast.

It was huge. Grey fur making up its entire being with glowing white eyes and razor sharp claws and teeth. Odessa would hate to be on its bad side. It was very unfortunate that she technically was.

The blonde held onto the passenger and driver's seats to keep herself steady since the back didn't have seatbelts as she listened to the police radio in the Jeep, "Unit Five heading northwest on Crescent reporting an incredibly large... something."

"Unit Nine, to Dispatch, I think I've got eyes on the same thing. Some kind of rabid animal."

"Unit Five to Nine, trust me, that's no animal."

The three teens glanced at each other nervously. They had no idea how this would end.

"Unit Six to Dispatch," Deputy Strauss' voice sounded through the radio, "we have a situation downtown. Multiple fatalities."

"Copy, medics on the way. Do you have a perp in sight, Unit Six?"

"Negative. Looks like a 10-91E. Animal attack."

"10-4, can you say what kind of animal?"

Stiles pressed his foot harder on the gas when hearing the question sound from the radio. He couldn't help but grab his own walkie that was connected to their station and sound off, "all units stay back. Do not engage. I repeat, do not engage."

"Stiles, get off the radio!"

Though it was entirely inappropriate to, Odessa let out a small snort at the Sheriff's attitude. She pursed her lips to prevent any more chuckles from making an appearance when Stiles put down his radio in defeat.

"All unit alert," Stilinski sounded again from the Sheriff Cruiser in the front, "wait for back-up. Repeat, no one goes near this thing."

"Unit Five reporting a sighting on Hill Road southbound..."

"Unit Nine, I've got it turning off Oakridge, southbound on Beachwood..."

"All units, this is Dispatch. We've got a 911 call with additional sightings on Mitchell."

Odessa furrowed her brow as she listened to the radio, "wait a second," she knew those streets and routes like the back of her hand from going there multiple times a week to give Melissa her dinner, "Beachwood to Mitchell? It's headed for the hospital."

At her warning, Stiles hurriedly grabbed his radio again, "Dad..."

"Stiles, get off this channel."

"Dad just listen to me, okay," the boy pleaded into the walkie, "it's headed for the hospital, all right. He's headed for Beacon Memorial. You hear me? It's headed for the hospital."

Without waiting for a response back, Stiles slammed his radio down and picked up his speed. The Jeep weaved its way through the street and surprisingly beat the police cars they were originally following. While the three teens ran toward the hospital, the last few stragglers from the building were running in the opposite direction in utter fear.

The three teens flinched in surprise at the sound of the gun cocking behind them. They turned quickly with their guard up, only to see the Sheriff coming up from behind them. The man brought his pointer finger to his lips, signaling the teens to stay quiet. Odessa tilted her head up toward the ceiling when a snarl was heard from a distance. She felt goosebumps rise on her arms from the mere power the Beast's growl truly held.

It seemed Scott held the same opinion as he kept his eyes on the ceiling, "fourth floor."

Using the stairwell instead of the elevators, knowing they weren't working, the Sheriff led the way, his weapon out in front of him. The fourth floor was a mess of its own. The lights were off completely. The only source of any light were the fires that were produced from different areas in the hallway. Odessa kept a tight hold on Stiles' hand as the three teens followed the Sheriff closely.

Coming to another hallway, the four were blindsided by a shooting ball of bright orange fire flying by them. Odessa shielded herself from the hot flames as she felt Stiles pull her completely behind him. They watched Parrish's body slam into the wall before falling to the charred ground, the flames around him disappearing.

Sitting up against the wall, Parrish looked dazedly at the three teens and the Sheriff with his glowing orange eyes, before they went back to normal. The Deputy looked completely out of it, prompting his boss to crouch down beside him as the three teens looked around the hallway to assess the damage, while also looking for any sign of the Beast.

"Parrish," Stilinski gently tried to pry the man out of his current state, "you okay? Deputy?"

Parrish quickly snapped out of his daze, meeting the Sheriff's eyes in a panicked state. The two men watched the teens from their positions as they walked around the hallway. Odessa observed the bloodied clawed footsteps scattered messily around the floor, surrounded by burned paperwork. It was difficult to even see the floor she was walking on with how much paper and other medical supplies were thrown around messily in a panic.

Following the bloodied clawed footprints, the blonde soon observed how they transformed into regular shoe prints. Regular shoe prints made up of blood. Bloodied clawed footprints turning into bloodied regular shoe prints.

What could that mean?

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Being back at the Animal Clinic was strange for Odessa in a sense. Seeing as the last time she was there, she almost died. The blonde stood in between Scott and Stiles as they waited for Deaton to come back in the examination room. They had gotten a text from him saying he needed to show them something.

It was around 1 in the morning and Odessa was pretty tired. She went from sleeping through the entire day since escaping her torture, to staying up until the early morning hours because of the investigation into the next supernatural threat the McCall pack was up against.

It took everything in the Stone's power not to rest her head on her boyfriend's shoulder in exhaustion. But she didn't get the chance to ponder on her future actions before Deaton walked back into the room.

The doctor looked between the three teens, his voice wary with warning, "what I'm about to show you isn't supposed to exist," he reached inside the closed folder to grab a stack of pictures before presenting them one by one on the metal table, "this is the only surviving evidence of Dr. Valack's time as Chief Medical Officer of Eichen House. To call it human experimentation would be charitable."

Odessa felt her stomach churn at the sight of the unsettling photos displayed in front of her. Photos showing different people in pain, their eyes so wide they could fall out of their head. The blonde saw Scott pick up a specific photo from the corner of her eye, and when she took it upon herself to glance at what he was holding, she wished she hadn't.

"A Banshee," Deaton clarified once he saw the photo Scott was holding, "she died screaming."

As Deaton laid more pictures down, Stiles started to notice a pattern in them, "so, he drilled holes into their heads? All of them?"

"That was the experimentation part," the man relayed, almost bitterly, "he did it to werewolves, Banshees, wendigos, any creature he could get his hands on. And Valack found that trepanation would initially heighten their powers, but to levels that couldn't be contained."

Scott raised a brow, "so he wants to make Lydia more powerful."

"Yeah," Odessa added lowly, pursing her lips as she looked down at the picture covered table, "except she's going to end up like them."

The blonde was already starting to feel dread pool her stomach, thinking back to her short visit to Eichen. Lydia's head was shaved. Natalie told them they were doing some kind of shock therapy and that was the cause of the head shave, but maybe the therapy was a cover for something bigger. Something dangerous.

Deaton looked to the Ember, his stressed features softening, "worse, actually. Lydia's abilities were already pretty exceptional to begin with. Putting a hole in her head will be like causing a leak in a nuclear reactor. She'll hear everything. Every death, every dying scream, all at once."

"That's gonna kill her," the Alpha stated, not questioned. There was no doubt in any of their minds that this was now a life of death situation.

"Not only that... her own dying scream could be so powerful that it might kill everyone around her as well."

Definitely a dire life or death situation.

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It was the next day and the McCall pack concluded that they had absolutely no choice but to break Lydia out of Eichen House. Absolutely no choice. Even the Sheriff hinted at the plan when Stiles went to him about legal options to have Lydia released. The man didn't have any. Thus, he hinted to his son that if they needed to do anything—anything to get Lydia out, they should do it. Legal or not.

"There's four steps," Stiles started, glancing around the McCall dining room table to each of the pack members before him, "we get into Eichen, we get into the Closed Unit, we get Lydia, we get out."

Odessa pursed her lips, impressed. He made it sound so simple and easy—until Scott brought her back to the reality of the plan.

"And we have to do all of this while getting past orderlies, guards, electric door locks, and a Mountain Ash barrier."

With every presented obstacle, each teen around the table that was just now being clued in on the plan—Liam, Kira and Malia—deflated, now understanding just how difficult the plan was going to be.

Malia raised an expectant brow, "you have a plan for all of that?"

Stiles and Odessa exchanged a knowing glance before the former took something out of his pocket, revealing the familiar entrance card the blonde was made aware of after their visit to Eichen, "I stole this the other night off an orderly. But it's useless 'cause they reset the codes each night."

"So why did you take it?"

"I'm getting to that."

A subtle smirk of excitement graced Scott's lips as he further explained the plan, "the only way to get Lydia out of Eichen is to make that key card work again."

Liam narrowed his eyes in skepticism, "how are you going to do that?"

"We're getting to that," Odessa interjected, almost amused with how the two boys next to her were starting to get more confident and excited for the plan, "just listen."

The Stilinski sent his girlfriend a thankful glance as he turned his laptop toward his friends, "I pulled all the history off the key card. Two weeks ago, there was a brownout and the security system rebooted. During a reboot, all of the key cards revert back to a default code. So, if we trigger a reboot..."

"The card goes back to the default code," Liam nodded in understanding, "it works again."

Kira glanced between her boyfriend and the couple in front of her, "how are we going to cause a brownout?"

"That's your part."

The Ember gently smiled at her friend, taking over for Scott in explaining, "you're going to draw power from the main line. But only enough to cause the brownout."

"Not a blackout," the blonde's boyfriend specified pointedly, "do that and you send Eichen into lockdown which would be bad. Very, very bad."

Nodding at his best friend's words, Scott leaned forward to point to different points on the Eichen blueprints on the table, "there's an electrical room behind the reception counter. The main power line goes into two breakers that run power to all of Eichen."

Kira scoffed, instantly finding her part of the plan impossible to do, "okay, slight problem. I don't know how to do that."

"That's okay," Scott assured his girlfriend, "you have time to practice."

"Let's say all this goes perfectly," Malia offered, her tone still holding some apprehension, "how does a brownout get us into the Closed Unit of Eichen?"

It was a valid question. A valid question that Stiles already had an answer to, "the system takes five minutes to reboot. In that five minutes all the alarms will be turned off and the key card should work."

"Liam, you, Odessa and I will get Stiles to the gate of the Closed Unit," Scott told his Beta, glancing at the couple next to him, "but after that, he has to go on his own. We can't get past the Mountain Ash barrier. And when we're gone, all anyone's going to think is that there was a reboot of the security system caused by a brownout."

Oh, how Odessa Stone loathed Mountain Ash barriers with her entire being. She wanted nothing more than to not leave Stiles' side while in Eichen, but she knew it was impossible. It wasn't entirely for Stiles' sake did she want to stay with him, but her own. This was going to be the first big pack plan since her coming home. The blonde just hoped she could manage it without him by her side.

Not paying attention to his girlfriend's inner monologue from next to him, Stiles glanced around at his friends in front of him, "uh, any questions?"

"How do we get into Eichen House in the first place?"

"What's our worst-case scenario?"

"What if I can't do it?"

Odessa widened her eyes at the questions instantly thrown at them all at once. She glanced at the boys next to her, who held the same expressions.

"Okay, admittedly," Stiles blanched, trying to reason, "a lot could go wrong."

Liam shrugged with a sarcastic smile, "everything could go wrong."

"Guys, if we don't do this, we lose Lydia," Scott bluntly stated, bringing the mood in the room back to a serious note. Odessa looked down to her shoe covered feet, swallowing thickly at his words, "she's going to die in there tonight. And she might take a lot of innocent people with her."

Feeling a hand encase her own, Odessa looked back up to meet the hazel eyes of her boyfriend. Stiles gave her hand a squeeze, nodding his head lightly. That was all the assurance she needed.

Lydia would be coming home. Odessa and the pack would make sure of it.

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Odessa had been wondering to herself what she would do if she ever saw Theo again. She knew it was inevitable. The mere threat of him was still looming over her head, but she willed herself to not be scared to face him when the time did come.

The blonde didn't have a specific plan for when she would see Theo again. Would she yell? Attack him? Make a scene? She didn't want to. She didn't need to. She trusted herself to let herself take control of the situation and know what to do.

"My Dad's got the lab working on the shoe prints," Stiles filled his girlfriend and best friend in on what they found at the hospital the night before as they walked through the library, "but, uh we're both kind of mystified about how giant clawed werewolf feet turn back into a pair of sneakers."

"Argent said it wouldn't be like anything we've ever seen before."

Odessa almost scoffed at Scott's words as they traveled down to the first floor of the library, "I would think so."

"Did he say it was going to defy the laws of physics," Stiles' infamous sarcasm was laced in his question, causing the blonde next to him to let out a chuckle. She couldn't help it—he was adorable.

The Stone's smile was quickly wiped away when the three stumbled upon someone they didn't expect to see. It looked like Odessa would have to take control of herself and the situation sooner than she thought.

"What are you doing here?"

Theo Raeken pushed off of the bookshelf with a smirk, book in hand, "I still need to graduate."

As soon as she saw his face, Odessa knew what she wanted to do. She wouldn't cause a scene—she wouldn't even react to him. She would simply watch him. Closely. So closely, it was going to feel as if her brown eyes were burning holes into his skin. She was going to make him squirm.

Odessa felt her boyfriend tug on her hand as he squeezed it, as his tone made it seem like the only reason why he wasn't launching himself at Theo was the grip on her hand, "no. No. What you need is to be beaten severely with a lead pipe wrapped in barbed wire..."

"Okay, I admit that mistakes were made," Theo's retort made the blonde's blood boil, but she refrained from commenting.

"Murders," Stiles sharply corrected, "some murders and kidnappings were made."

The Raeken casually flipped through the pages of his book, eyes locked on the printed words, "you know how the Soviets helped us win World War II? They knew how to make it through a Russian winter."

Odessa felt her right eye twitch. She was starting to get annoyed—too annoyed to stay silent for much longer.

"That's it? Okay. Thank you, Theo. Very informative."

Theo's words filled with confidence made Stiles stop in his tracks as he made his way to leave, "if you're planning to break Lydia out of Eichen House, you still need to get past the Mountain Ash. We can make it through. You can't, Scott."

"What do you really want," Scott almost scoffed, unimpressed and fed up with the boy in front of him.

"I know you saw the fresco," Theo seemed to have clicked something in Scott and Stiles' minds as the two shifted in their spots. Odessa remained ignorant on the topic, but she didn't make it known, "two seriously pissed off creatures, the Hellhound and the Beast, fighting over a pile of dead bodies. I don't want to be one of the bodies, it's that simple. I can get you to Lydia. Or we can see who gets to her first."

That was her last straw.

As Theo put the book back lazily on the shelf before making his way to leave, he didn't expect to have a hand press against his chest, forcing him to halt in her step. He looked down slightly to meet the dark brown hues of Odessa Stone. Hues that were undeniably dark... and dangerous.

"There is nothing I want more than to bash your head against the floor until there's nothing left to bash... but I won't," though the library was pretty much empty, it felt full of tension with just the mere utterance of Odessa's words. She held the power and control, and it felt great to have it back. Unexpectedly, the blonde gave Theo a small, almost mocking smile, "because your time will come. And I will be there when it happens. I will be there—watching—with a smile on my face. Like the one I'm showing you now. You should remember this smile... because it's gonna be the last one you'll ever see."

And just like the day she first officially met Theo, Odessa gave him a mocking quirk of her brow and a smirk before turning her back to him, walking steadily toward the exit of the library. Though she was inwardly shaking due to the confrontation, her pride wouldn't let her dwell. Odessa wouldn't let what he did to her ruin her.

It would make her stronger instead.

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As soon as Beacon Hills High released its students for the day, the McCall pack regrouped. Not long after Odessa got home with her boyfriend and Scott, Kira, Malia and Liam came through the front door. Since it was getting closer and closer to the last months of the year, the Sun went down much sooner than anyone would like. Which meant their time was limited. They didn't have any time to waste.

Scott and Stiles didn't bring up what happened in the library. They didn't feel like it was necessary to discuss. Odessa was fine. If she wasn't, she would've pulled them aside and told them, but she didn't. Though it wasn't brought up, it didn't stop the boys from being immensely proud of her for sticking up for herself. They both felt a certain satisfaction when they watched Theo's confident stance falter as he watched her walk away from him.

When their fellow pack members got there, Scott, Stiles and Odessa hoped they would hear about some kind of progress due to how short of a time they had before their plan was in motion, but they didn't.

"She took out the whole school," Scott raised a brow in disbelief at his girlfriend, who was looking at him sheepishly.

"She took out the whole grid."

Kira sighed at the specifics Malia provided, "look, I failed every single practice try. This isn't going to work."

"How far can we get without the brownout," Liam offered a somewhat new plan through his question.

"The front door."

"We're going," Scott persisted, shooting down his Beta's idea.

Letting her fingers fidget, Odessa glanced around the room with a certain annoyance. Why were her friends talking about not going as if they were planning on going to a concert or something? This was Lydia. Their friend was in danger. It made her wonder what they would've done if they figured out where she was taken to and held. Would they be so quick to back out of the plan like they were now?

"Scott, we went through boxes of light bulbs," the Yukimura stressed, her tone almost pleading for him to hear her.

Scott shook his head in persistence, stepping toward her, "it doesn't matter. You can do this."

"The key card won't work unless there's a reboot," Kira relayed while the others glanced at each other in uncertainty, "and there's no reboot without a brownout."

Taking her hands, Scott leaned down to assure her, "I know you can do this," he looked behind him to glance around at everyone else in the room, "anyone here think she can't?"

After a moment of silence, Liam was the first to speak through it confidently, "not me."

"I was the one who put you in the plan."

Odessa nodded along with her boyfriend, giving Kira a close lipped smile, "and I was the one who agreed to put you in the plan."

That left only one more person. One by one, eyes went to Malia, who hadn't said anything. The Tate glanced around, hissing, "what?"

"'I believe in you too, Kira'," the Stone whispered in encouragement, silently urging Malia to repeat her words.

Malia only argued back, "I'm the one who's going to be locked in an electrical room with her," after only receiving imploring, almost demanding looks, in return, she finally looked to Kira, stammering, "y-you can do it."

At her forced tone, Odessa couldn't help but snort, breaking the tension of the room. Everyone let their lips be graced with small smiles, everyone secretly loving being back together.

"You guys are all crazy," Kira was the only one still freaking out and for good reason, "we're gonna die."

The Stone only shrugged, still sporting a small smirk. Dying while trying to save her friends? It would be an honor. Plus, who wouldn't want to cause some chaos at Eichen? Sounds like fun.

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Once it grew dark, the pack separated for their parts of the plan, though they were all going to the same place. While Kira and Malia were simply going to walk into Eichen as visitors than sneak into the electrical room, Odessa, Stiles, Scott and Liam went in with a different approach.

Odessa didn't mind being stuffed in a body bag, but she was speaking for herself, of course. Strangely, to her, it was quite cozy. She almost fell asleep, believe it or not. But it seemed she was the only one who felt that way.

The method of getting into Eichen was simple. Parrish would drive a transport van into Eichen with the four teens in body bags in the back of the van. The bags would be placed on tables and wheeled into the building and into a secure room where no one would be going in for a couple of hours. That was their way in. And it worked.

After getting themselves out of the bags, not without Stiles falling flat on his face during his struggle, the four stealthily left the room and down the hall, on their way to the Closed Unit area of Eichen. They had to be in their position by the gate in time when Kira causes the brownout. They had a limited amount of time and everything had to go as smoothly as possible.

Odessa made sure to keep her footsteps as light as possible while keeping herself close to the boys around her as they finally made their way down to the hall connecting to the Closed Unit. Turning into the hall, the blonde was pushed back by her boyfriend when he saw two orderly's standing at the gate, their backs turned away from them.

"What are they doing there," Scott whispered as they kept their backs against the wall to make sure they weren't seen.

"I don't know," Stiles shook his head, anxiety that was turning into agitation starting to grow, "their rounds should've ended five minutes ago."

"I can take them."

Odessa narrowed her eyes as she hissed at Liam incredulously, "don't make me hit you."

"No one's taking or hitting anyone," Scott scolded quietly, though there was some amusement in his eyes at the exchange.

"How much time?"

The Alpha took out his phone at his best friend's question, signing when looking at the countdown, "three minutes."

Odessa's heart jumped, but not in a good way. In three minutes they had to empty the hallway to get Stiles into the Closed Unit because the brownout was supposed to happen in three minutes. Everything about the plan was on a time limit, and the two orderly's at the gate weren't helping the time limit.

"I'll just knock them out and hide the bodies," Liam offered once again, raising a brow as he peeked his head out to observe the two men down the hall.

"Oh, my God, please stop," Stiles whispered, grabbing his girlfriend's wrist when he saw it twitch in the corner of his eye. There would be no hitting... for now.

The four teens jumped at the sound of someone slamming something from in front of them, turning their attention to one of the holding cells across from them.

"Did you take the doctor?"

The teens glanced at each other in confusion as Liam whispered back to the boy in the cell, "what?"

"Did you take the doctor," the boy asked again, becoming more anxious by the second, "I haven't had my medication. I need ten milligrams at 8 am, 15 milligrams at 1 pm, and no more than 20 at dinner."

As quietly as he could, Scott muttered to the boy, "we'll get the doctor..."

"Dr. Fenris," when the teens didn't do anything in response, the boy repeated in insistence, sobbing out, "Dr. Fenris. They took Dr. Fenris," he banged on the wall in front of him again, making the four flinch at the noise.

It wasn't long before the boy's banging became more intense and often, banging on the wall every second. The noise was no doubt starting to grab the attention of the two orderly's down the hall, causing the four teens to start to panic.

"I haven't had my medication. I need to see the doctor," the boy cried loudly, "they took Dr. Fenris."

Keeping his eyes on the two orderly's, that were starting to grow suspicious, Stiles hissed to his friends, "hey, somebody shut him up."

Bang!

"I need to see the doctor!"

Bang!

"Shut him up."

Bang!

Coming up with an idea in her head, one she wasn't sure was going to work at all, Odessa looked down at her hand cautiously. Swallowing thickly, she pushed herself between the boys, "get behind me," taking a deep breath, the blonde brought up her hand so her palm was facing the boy and closed her eyes in concentration. She just hoped it wouldn't hurt like it did the last time she used her powers. And it didn't.

Opening her eyes after a moment, Odessa was relieved to see a small white, almost clear beam, flow out of her hand and toward the boy. It didn't look like it did with the Dread Doctors. It wasn't as harsh of a beam and it didn't hurt at all, much to her relief. It was a misty white, almost like dust in the air. And just like she hoped, the boy across from her calmed down completely. He wasn't ranting or raving. He wasn't hitting the walls. He was calm, almost sleepy.

The Ember sighed in relief to herself, peeking down the hall to watch the orderly's leave the hallway. Somewhat now at ease, Odessa turned around to face the boys, only to see them gobsmacked. She had to purse her lips not to let out a chuckle at how shocked they looked.

"Well, come on," Odessa smirked, feeling proud of herself, the boys' reactions helping immensely, "we don't have all night."

The four teens left their hiding spot in the corner to turn into the hallway, walking toward the gate of the Closed Unit. They stopped in their tracks at the lights flickering for a moment before resetting.

"She did it," Liam exclaimed, now more excited for the plan, "Kira did it."

Scott nodded around at his friends, "five minutes to get Lydia."

The teens huddled around the door as Stiles took out the stolen ID card. He held it up toward the door, only to pause, "where's the card reader? It should be here. It has to be here."

Odessa ran a stressed hand through her hair as Scott theorized from next to her, "they must have taken it out when the Dread Doctors got through."

"Are you telling me we came all the way down here just to be stopped by an ordinary key," Stiles' voice grew louder with annoyance, "are you kidding me?"

The Stone placed a hand on her boyfriend's shoulder, calming him slightly, though she wasn't using her powers, all the while looking around for anything to break down the door. Unfortunately, she couldn't find anything in her eye sight that could help them.

"We don't need a key," Liam caught the older teens' attention, making them stop looking around, "not if we can break it down."

Odessa raised her brow, glancing at the two boys next to her, who nodded after a moment. Without wasting time, the three werewolves grabbed the gate and started to push, using all the strength they could muster. The Stone let out a strained grunt as the gate wouldn't budge—not even with three supernatural creatures using all of their heightened strength.

"Guys," Stiles called anxiously as he glanced behind him multiple times to make sure no one was coming, "we're running out of time."

Having enough, Odessa let go of the gate, bringing her hands to rest on her knees, the boys following her lead. She took as big of a breath as she could, turning her face away from the gate, knowing exactly what was making her and the boys feel this way.

"We can't," Scott shook his head, breathless as he looked to his best friend, "the Mountain Ash. It's too much."

Odessa brought her hand to rest on her forehead, starting to pace slightly. She was starting to run out of ideas and it was starting to scare her. The plan had to work. They had to get Stiles through that gate. They had to get to Lydia. But how?

"Hit me."

The three older teens looked at Liam confused, the Alpha questioning, "what?"

Liam turned to face Scott, "hit me. I'll get angry then I'll get stronger."

The McCall looked at his other friends in reluctance. Stiles insisted instantly, "hit him. Hit him!"

"If you won't, I will," Odessa shrugged, but her tone showed she was dead serious. She did offer to hit Liam not even five minutes ago.

Watching Scott shake his head, still not liking the idea, Liam took control, "I tried to take your powers. I tried to kill you. Hit me."

"He also left you for dead," Stiles added quieter than the Beta, sparing a glance at his girlfriend, who was silently watching. It wasn't just Scott that held trauma from that night—it was Odessa as well.

The Dunbar got up in Scott's face, "I wanted you dead," as soon as the words left his mouth, Liam groaned at the impact of a punch landing on his stomach, "do it again."

Odessa and Stiles exchanged an almost unimpressed glance at each other as they listened to Liam's yells of pain, the latter commenting, "it's gotta be harder than that."

"Do it! Do it!"

With one last punch to the face, both the Alpha and Beta were angry enough to break down anything, let alone a metal gate. They both snarled, showing their glowing eyes to each other before grabbing the gate and pushing it forward, knocking it down in only a few seconds.

As soon as the door was down, Odessa started to push her boyfriend, "go, babe, go!"

Stiles gave her one last glance before sprinting past the Mountain Ash and going down the hall of the Closed Unit. The Stone looked to the Alpha and Beta duo, who were catching their breaths, "how much time do we have left?"

Scott took out his phone to check, panting out, "only two minutes."

The three werewolves were too antsy to simply wait. It only took a few minutes of standing around to realize that. So they decided to take matters into their own hands. All of them lined up next to each other in front of the doorway and started to push against the Mountain Ash shield. They pushed for only a mere minute before pushing away, grunting at the force.

"We're never going to get through."

"You've gotten through it before, though, right," Liam looked to his Alpha, raising a tired brow.

The McCall shook his head, "ah, it was a life and death situation."

Odessa's eyes narrowed, her tone hardening, "and this isn't? We have to get through to help Stiles and Lydia."

"I know, Odie, but this isn't just a circle," Scott tried to defend almost apologetically, "there's Mountain Ash in half the building."

Before he could continue, he grimaced in pain, lifting up his shirt. Odessa withheld a gasp at the sight of his bloody wound from the night at the library still not healed. It should have by now.

Liam sighed, "Stiles and Lydia had five minutes to get in and out. It's been almost ten. The reboot's over."

"And the key card doesn't work anymore," Scott added pessimistically, almost in defeat.

"And then there's the four security guards."

Odessa furrowed her brow at the Beta, "what guards?"

The boy pointed down the hall, "those guards."

The Ember felt her breath bitch at the four, large, security guards walking toward them. Her stomach dropped at the sight of their electrified nightsticks in their hands. This was gonna be fun.

Before the werewolves could react, the guards were already swinging their weapons, hitting the teens in the face and sending them to the ground. Odessa groaned at the impact of not only the ground when she fell, but the electricity that swam through her veins as the guard pressed his stick to her stomach. The guard grabbed her shoulder to press her stomach to the ground and continually pressed his weapon to her back, causing her to scream in pain.

This was reminding her of her torture.

The volts of electricity were never ending. She could hear the screams belonging to Liam and Scott before her own drowned out theirs. It seemed as though there was no end in sight. Her eyes fluttered, head resting on the ground. She couldn't take much more of it.

Suddenly, the loudest roar she had ever heard sounded through the air, causing Odessa to wake up instantly. Her eyes glowed a golden yellow as she felt refreshed, despite still feeling the electricity stab into her. With as much strength as she could muster, Odessa pushed herself off the ground with a growl, sending the guard flying into the wall in surprise, knocking him unconscious.

As soon as her yellow eyes met Scott's red, she knew. They were getting Lydia out of there.

And they were doing it tonight.

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