𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Aiden hungrily kisses down my neck, pulling off my jacket and letting it drop to the floor of the office that we're currently in. He swiftly lifts me up and places me down on the desk, capturing my lips with his own.

I impatiently tug at his shirt and he yanks it off before kissing me once again. My hands roam over his bare chest and he runs his hands up my legs, under my skirt.

The fire alarm suddenly blares through the room and Aiden jumps to cover his ears with a whine while I groan in annoyance.

"Oh, man" The Alpha complains.

I hop off the desk and fix myself up before grabbing my jacket off the floor.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"Can't you hear the fire alarm?" I ask in disbelief.

"When in high school has a fire alarm actually been a real fire?" Aiden retorts.

"That's exactly the kind of thing you'd expect two dumbass students to say just before getting burned alive" I counter and he smiles at me widely.

"Go on. I don't have all day" I add.

He pulls on his shirt before leaning in, kissing my lips and neck. I laugh, pushing him away and he slips out the door after shooting me a wink. I roll my eyes with a small smile and grab my back pack, throwing it over my shoulder.

After straightening out my clothes, I open the door and I'm immediately met with Cora.

"You don't have very good taste in guys, do you?" She deadpans

"I don't know what you're talking about" I hum innocently and she pushes me back into the room, slamming the door shut "What's the problem, Coco?"

"I'm gonna ask you nicely because you're my best friend" She answers "You've got to stop seeing Aiden"

"How would you say it if I wasn't your best friend?" I ask curiously.

"If you don't stop seeing him, then next time I'm not just gonna pull the fire alarm. I'm gonna pull your tongue out of your head" She threatens and I roll my eyes at her dramatics.

"Cora, I'm a big girl now. I can handle a teenage werewolf" I tell her.

"Natalia, this is not a game. You have to stop seeing him" She warns me.

I make a move to barge past her but she grabs my arm tightly and I glare at her.

"Let go" I demand but she ignores me "I said-"

"Let go!" Stiles' voice rings through the air and I turn my head to him "I said 'Let go'"

Cora let's me go and I rub my wrist gently, shooting my best friend a glare to which she smiles at me sarcastically.

"What's up, Stilinski?" I ask him and he looks down at my wrist in concern.

"Are you okay?" He asks, stepping forward and gently grabbing my hand.

Butterflies erupt in my stomach and my heart hammers against my chest, causing me to panic and snatch my hand away from the boy.

"I'm fine, dork. Just tell me what you need" I snap and he looks a little hurt but covers it with an emotionless look.

"I need to find Lydia. You know her better than anyone" He answers.

"I think I've got an idea" I state, glancing at Cora "Follow me"

I start making my way towards the science classrooms that Lydia sometimes hides in during free periods to study.

We reach the room and I see Lydia sat in her seat, biology homework on the desk in front of her.

"Voila" I smile, pointing to the oblivious strawberry blonde.

"Thank you" Stiles chirps, entering the classroom.

I make a move to follow him inside but Cora grabs me and pulls me back.

"You like him" She declares.

"Who?" I frown in confusion.

"The nerd. You like Stilinski" She accuses me.

"You've lost your mind. He's not my type" I scoff.

"Then why did your heart beat speed up when he touched you?" She smirks and I glare at her, pushing her away from me.

"You imagined it" I lie.

"Don't lie to me, Natalia. I can hear your heart when you lie too" She says smugly and I refrain from slapping her.

I storm into the room and my best friend follows behind as Stiles slams a board down on the table in front of a very unimpressed Lydia.

"A Ouija board?" She scoffs in disbelief.

"Also called a spirit board. And it's worth a shot" Stiles says.

"A shot in the dark" Lydia mumbles.

"Would you just try it, please, okay? Let's not forget who this is for. Scott's boss, the guy who has saved our collective asses on more than one occasion" Stiles rants as he places down the planchette on the board.

"Okay, so do we all do this?" Cora asks curiously.

"Yeah, yeah" Stiles nods and we all put our hands on the planchette "You guys ready?"

"Yeah" Lydia nods.

"Yes" Cora huffs.

"Sure" I shrug.

We all stand around the Ouija board, hands down and I share a hopeless look with Lydia.

"Where's Dr Deaton?" Stiles asks aloud.

We all collectively turn to Lydia who snaps out of her daydream and looks between us in confusion.

"What?" She frowns.

"Aren't you gonna answer it?" Stiles asks.

"Oh, I don't know the answer. I thought we were asking some sort of spirit" Lydia answers.

"Well, do you know any spirits?" Cora asks.

"Is she for real?" Lydia asks Stiles and I, causing us all to huff and take our hands off the board.

Stiles puts away the Ouija board before pulling out a set of keys and holding them out.

"Okay, these are Deaton's keys for the clinic. Close your eyes, and I'm gonna put 'em in your hand, and then we're just gonna try and see if you can feel out for his location. It's called psychometry" Stiles explains.

"I'm not psychic" Lydia states.

"You're something! Okay? Just- Lydia, put out your hand" He retorts.

The strawberry blonde reluctantly closes her eyes and holds out her hand. Stiles slowly drops them into her hand and she jumps a little, gasping quietly.

"What?" Stiles asks hopefully.

"They're cold" Lydia pouts and he looks at her as if he's about to blow a blood vessel.

"Lydia, concentrate. Please. Trying to save lives here. For the love of God" Stiles snaps in frustration.

She closes her eyes once again and holds the keys tighter in her fist. Her face scrunches up and it looks as though she's watching something with an intense amount of concentration.

"Yeah, what is it? What do you see?" Stiles asks, noticing her expression and she opens her eyes.

"Nothing" She answers in boredom and we all let out a hopeless sigh.

Stiles takes the keys from her pale hand and I slip my bag off my shoulder, pulling out a notepad and slamming it onto the desk. The trio look at me in confusion as I produce a pencil from the bag, holding it out to the strawberry blonde with a grin.

"Automatic writing?" Lydia guesses.

"That's right, Lyds" I nod with a grin.

She purses her lips and reluctantly takes the pencil from me. Her gaze turns down to the paper and I glance towards Stiles who I can feel staring at me. He smiles warmly and I return the gesture before looking back to Lydia who is drawing something on the paper.

"Lydia, what are you doing?" I ask when I see the drawing.

"What the hell is that?" Stiles asks.

"A tree" Lydia answers.

"A tree- Lydia, you're supposed to be writing words, like in sentences, something like a location, something that would tell us where he is!" Stiles snaps at her in disbelief.

"Well, maybe you should've said that" Lydia retorts.

"She's got a point" I have to agree and Stiles looks at me in annoyance.

"Isn't she supposed to be some kind of genius?" Cora asks.

"Genius? Yes. Psychic, no" Lydia replies sassily "Honestly, I don't know why you're even bothering with me anyway. Especially since it's obvious you should be talking to Danny"

"Wait, what? Why Danny?" Stiles asks in confusion.

"Because last night, he was a target" I hear my brother declare and I look up to see him at the door, holding his bloody shoulder "But he wasn't a sacrifice"

I jump to my feet, rushing over to my brother and he grabs my wrists as I reach out to him.

"I'm okay" He assures me but I slap his hands away, moving his shirt to see the wound close up.

"Who did this to you?" I demand, my eyes flaring up in a pink hue.

"Natalia!" I hear Cora bark and I turn to her, clenching my jaw in anger.

She gives me a stern warning look and I nod, taking a deep breath as my eyes fade back to their brown colour.

"Are you okay?" I ask my brother who nods with a grateful smile.

"Come on" He says and I immediately follow, the other three behind me.

"But isn't Danny still in the hospital?" Cora asks as we walk through the hallway.

"Yeah. That's where we're going right now" Stiles answers.

"I'll meet you there" Scott states.

"Why?" I ask in confusion.

Scott turns to us, holding up his phone and I read the messages on the screen from Allison.

Scott
Anything yet??

Allison
I think I found something