"This whole thing with Danny, it needs to stop."

"He's harmless." Ethan didn't even look at his brother, his voice dull and annoyed as he dug through his locker. "And Lydia's the one we're supposed to worry about."

"Then why are you still talking to Danny?" Aiden pressed, Ethan finally looking up at him.

"What difference does it make?" Ethan muttered, taking a textbook from his bag and sliding it into the locker.

"What do you think we're doing here?" Aiden asked, shaking his head. "You know we're not actual high school students, right? We're here to eliminate a threat, not hold hands and pass notes in class."

"And now we know he's harmless." Ethan stared at his brother, little to no expression on his face. "Threat eliminated."

"You're starting to like him." Aiden grinned, putting his forearm against the lockers to hold himself up.

"So what?" He looked down, grabbing a notebook from his locker as he avoided eye contact.

"So if Deucalion asks you, would you kill him?" His brother cocked an eyebrow, Ethan's jaw clenching.

"If Deucalion asks you, would you kill Beverly?" Ethan shot back at him, Aiden's face falling. "You know you sure sound like a hypocrite, battering me about Danny, when we both know that your heart races every time she walks into the room."

"That's different." Aiden scoffed, Ethan giving him a look as if to say 'is it though?'. He pushed himself off the lockers, stepping around him and whispering his next threat in his ear. "Stop talking to Danny, or I'm going to rip the flesh off his face and eat it."

Aiden slammed his locker shut before walking down the hall and around the corner, stopping at the drinking fountain to grab a drink. When he stood and turned around he came face to face with Lydia, who had a flirty smile on her face.

"Hey." Lydia touched his arm softly, cocking her head to the side. Aiden looked over her head, watching Beverly leave one of the classrooms. "How about we go someplace private and talk?"

"I'd rather not." Aiden replied, stepping around her and crossing the hall to where Beverly was standing. Lydia looked over at Scott and Stiles, shaking her head and throwing her hands up. "Hey, Bevie."

"Hey." Beverly blinked, feeling her cheeks heat up. "Can we talk about last ni-"

Aiden could hear Ethan about to turn the corner, his arms grabbing Beverly's shoulders and steering her towards Coach Finstock's office. Once they were inside he shut the door behind him, the blonde giving him a questioning look.

"Sorry, I just don't really like people hearing my business." Aiden said, rubbing the back of his neck. Ethan. He didn't want Ethan hearing his business, especially after threatening to eat his boyfriend's face. "But what did you want to discuss, exactly?"

"You kissed me." Beverly tried to keep up her unbothered exterior, standing up straighter. He could hear her heart pounding against her chest, a small smile playing on his lips.

"You kissed me back." Aiden replied, stepping closer to her. Beverly took a small step backwards, glancing behind her as she bumped into the desk. "And I'd like to bet you'd kiss me again."

"You don't know that." She cleared her throat, crossing her arms. She gulped when he took another step forward, trapping her between him and the desk.

The truth was, Beverly wanted to kiss him again. She really wanted to kiss him, but the part of her that was so stubborn didn't want him to know that. She kept letting her guard down around him, letting him past the hard shell she kept.

She didn't know what it was, but everything about him seemed to settle her. Like no matter what was wrong, she knew she could run to him and be safe in his arms. He confused the hell out of her, and it constantly felt like she was missing a piece of the puzzle.

But everything about him had her senses running on high. The way he smelled, the way he was looking at her. He looked at her as if she was the only girl in the world, no matter how cliché it sounded. Beverly had always been one to hate clichés, but with him...

"Screw it." Beverly breathed, wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing her lips to his. Aiden's hand when to her hair, the other gripping her waist tightly as he pressed her against the wooden desk.

Beverly didn't even mind the fact that Finstock's name plaque was digging in her back as the kiss deepened, his hand moving and gripping her ass. Something inside of her yearned for him, like every cell in her body was screaming for her to touch him.

Aiden's other hand moved down her neck, his fingertips brushing the scars lining the top of her spinal cord. It suddenly felt as if something had burned her, the girl tearing her lips away and rubbing the back of her neck with a wince.

Before Aiden could ask her what was wrong their attention was stolen by a screeching sound, the two of them watching as someone etched a spiral in the glass. "What the hell is that?"

"Derek." Aiden muttered under his breath, Beverly looking up at him in confusion. He moved past her and put his hand on the door knob, looking back at her. "Stay here."

"Wha-"

"Derek." Aiden called out, opening the door and walking out into the locker room. Beverly took a step forward but he slammed the door, the girl pressing her ear against the glass. "I'm right here, Derek. You want a fight Derek? Come and get me."

Beverly gasped when she hear something slam into the lockers, followed by growling. Going against Aiden's orders she opened the door, watching Cora slash her claws into his chest.

Aiden's eyes turned a jarring red, grabbing the girl's wrist and twisting it. Beverly flinched back as she heard it crack, followed by Aiden gripping her throat. He let out and angry growl, turning and throwing her across the room. She slid across the floor, slamming into the tile wall.

Beverly's hands went to her mouth as she watched him walk over and pick up one of the weights, stalking over to Cora. "Aiden stop!"

Aiden didn't listen, swinging his arms back before crushing the side of her skull with the weight, the girl falling to the ground.

Beverly stepped back, her back hitting the wall as Aiden raised his arms again. Before he could land the blow Scott and Ethan stopped him, the weight clattering onto the stone floor.

"You can't do this!" Ethan yelled, gripping his brother's shoulders.

"She came at me!"

"It doesn't matter! Kali gave Derek until the next full moon you can't touch him, or her." Ethan argued, Aiden ignoring him and taking another step forward. "Aiden, look at her! Look at her!"

It didn't take an idiot to know that Ethan wasn't referring to Cora, Aiden's face falling as he looked across the room. Beverly was shaking, tears welling in her eyes as she stared at him in fear.

"Bevie." Aiden breathed, shoving past Ethan before he could hold him back. Beverly bolted out of the room, Aiden going after her and Ethan following close behind. Aiden caught up to her in the hall, grabbing her wrist and turning her around. "I told you to stay."

"What was that?" Beverly's voice cracked, her blonde hair a mess from his hands running through it. "Why did you do that?"

"I didn't want you apart of this, everything is so much more complicated than you know." Aiden's eyes searched her face, the girl looking down and biting on her bottom lip. "Beverly look at me."

He grabbed her chin gently, pulling it up so that her eyes locked with his. His voice lowered, becoming softer as he put emphasis on his next words.

"I would never, ever, hurt you like that. Do you understand me?"

Beverly sniffed and nodded, Aiden pulling her into a hug. Aiden rested his chin on her forehead, rocking her back and forth.

As Ethan watched her wrap her arms around his torso, bunching his shirt up in her hands, he knew one thing for certain.

Whether it be Aiden, Beverly, or both-someone was going to end up getting hurt.

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Here is a false sense of security before I ruin everyone and everything in the next two chapters haHA

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