𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Scott's bike swerves into the high school parking lot as Stiles and I jump out of the Jeep.

"Where is she?" I demand.

"Over here" I hear Lydia's voice and I turn to see her standing with Allison.

"Lyds" I sigh in relief, jogging over to the girls.

"It's the same thing. Same thing as the pool. I got into the car heading somewhere totally different, and ended up here. And you told me to call you if there's a dead body" Lydia explains, looking between the three of us.

"You found a dead body?" Stiles gasps and I elbow him in the ribs, causing him to push me into my brother who steadies me before shooting Stiles a glare.

"Not yet" Lydia answers.

"'Not yet'? What do you mean 'not yet'? You're supposed to call us after you find the dead body" Stiles says sassily.

"No, I'm not doing that again. You find the dead body from now on" The strawberry blonde retorts.

"How are we supposed to find the dead body? You're always the one finding the dead body" Stiles argues.

"Guys. I found the dead body" Scott declares and I turn my head to see him look off into the distance.

I follow his line of sight and I gasp when I see a deputy lying on top of the BHHS sign, blood covering it and her.

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I exit the bathroom, tugging down my sage green dress to cover my ass before rolling up the sleeves on my denim jacket as I hear my chunky white trainers slap against the concrete floor.

I'm abruptly grabbed and I spin around, narrowing my eyes as I throw out my hand and mutter under my breath. The figure groans in pain and I realise it's my brother, making my eyes widen in surprise.

"I'm so sorry, Scotty. I didn't know it was you" I apologise, grabbing his arm with a worried frown.

Stiles runs around the corner looking out of breath and then looks at Scott in confusion.

"What happened?" He asks.

"He grabbed me and I accidentally hurt him" I explain as he recovers, shaking his head.

"Wow, I'd hate to get on your bad side" Scott grumbles, making me laugh.

"What's up?" I ask them both, trying to change the subject.

"We need your help" Stiles admits and I tilt my head curiously, narrowing my eyes slightly.

"What do you want?" I ask.

"We need you to distract Aiden while we talk to Ethan" Scott say, sounding reluctant.

"Why'd you need to talk to Ethan?" I question them.

"I was thinking that maybe the Darach is the Alpha pack's emissary since it's still a Druid, just a dark one" Scott explains.

"Fine, I can keep him busy" I smirk widely, making my brother and Stiles glare at me in annoyance.

"Shut up and go do it then" Stiles sasses me.

"It wasn't that when you were drooling over my ass, Stilinski" I quip and his cheeks burn bright red as Scott looks at him in disbelief.

"Y-You hit on me" He stutters out, trying to defend himself.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night, or not sleep I guess" I say, shooting him a wink that makes his cheeks turn a darker red.

I turn and strut away from the duo, slightly swaying my hips knowing that the dorky boy is watching me walk away. I hear the loud thud of my brother punching his best friend, followed by the 'ow!' from Stiles which makes me laugh.

As I make my way through the halls, I notice Aiden stood with Ethan at the latter's locker and I approach the twins. I lightly tap Aiden's shoulder and he turns to me, his frown pulling into a wide grin.

"You got any time for your favourite girl?" I ask teasingly and he smirks widely, glancing at his brother who rolls his eyes.

"Go" Ethan groans, pushing Aiden towards me.

I grab the Alpha's hand and he lets me drag him towards the locker room. We enter the room and I'm immediately slammed against the wall, Aiden's lips on mine. I feverishly kiss him back, wrapping my arms around his neck and giggling as he hoists me up like I'm a feather.

He smiles widely at me before attaching his lips to my neck, pulling a content sigh from my mouth. Just as his hand pushes my dress up my thigh, I hear a loud screeching noise and snap my head to the door, as does Aiden.

I watch in horror as a clawed finger scratches a spiral into the frosted glass and the memory of Peter saying it's the mark for vendetta flashes through my mind.

"Who the hell did this?" I breathe out in worry as Aiden places me on my feet.

"Derek" Aiden grits out and I relax, feeling relieved.

Aiden grabs the door handle and swings the door open, anger written all over him.

"Derek?!" He snaps.

"Aiden, stop it" I plead in worry.

"I'm right here, Derek" Aiden calls out.

"Don't do this" I warn him.

"You want a fight, Derek? Come and get me" Aiden spits out.

Cora abruptly appears and slams Aiden into a set of lockers, violently clawing at his chest as she growls in rage.

"Cora, no!" I scream.

Aiden roars in anger, grabbing her arm with one hand before wrapping his other around her throat, choking her. He lifts her off the ground and throws her across the room. She hits the floor and slides, slamming into the wall beneath the sinks. I try to yell again but I choke on my words as I watch Aiden pick up a weight, my eyes widening in fear.

"Aiden, stop! Please, stop!" I beg.

Cora gets up onto her knees and Aiden lifts the weight, mercilessly hitting her in the face with the iron wheel. My best friend hits the floor once again, sliding towards me this time and I drop to the ground next to her.

"Stop!" I shriek as Aiden lifts the weight above his head, his eyes glowing bright red as he growls in an animalistic way.

Ethan and Scott rush in, grabbing the weight from Aiden while Stiles and Lydia drop to my side, the former checking me over before looking down to the injured Cora.

"Aiden, you can't do this!" Ethan barks.

"She came at me!" Aiden yells.

"It doesn't matter! Kali gave Derek until the next full moon. You can't touch him or her" Ethan reminds his brother and Aiden calms down.

I look up from my best friend to see Aiden already staring at me and I take note of the guilty look on his face but refuse to forgive him easily for this stunt, even if Cora is partly to blame.

Ethan drags Aiden away and I turn my gaze back down to Cora.

"Hey, guys. I think she's pretty hurt" Stiles speaks up as I brush her hair out her face, frowning as she winces in pain.

"Scotty, get me a wet hand towel" I order and he nods, scurrying off.

"I'm fine" Cora grumbles.

"Shut up and let me help you" I snap at her and she groans in annoyance.

Scott hands me the towel and I wipe the blood off her mouth before gently dabbing the wound on her head. She winces and clenches her jaw in pain, grabbing my wrist.

"Hey" Stiles says in a warning tone, prying Cora's hand off my wrist.

"Cool down, Romeo. I'm not gonna hurt my best friend" Cora tells him sassily.

She takes the towel from my hand and pulls herself to her feet, walking over to the mirrors. Lydia and Scott watch the girl intently while Stiles stands up, offering me his hand. I ignore his hand, pulling myself to my feet and brushing past the boy.

"You okay?" Scott asks her as she cleans the wound herself.

"She doesn't look okay" Lydia comments.

"She's not okay" I add, making Cora roll her eyes.

"I'll heal" The Hale girl states.

She stands up straight and stumbles back woozily, Scott grabbing her before she falls.

"I said I'm fine" She snaps, pulling out of Scott's hold.

"Do you realise how suicidally crazy that was? What were you thinking going after him?" Stiles says matter of factly.

"I did it for Boyd" Cora retorts angrily "None of you were doing anything"

"We're trying" Scott replies.

"And you're failing" She declares "You're just a bunch of stupid teenagers running around, thinking that you can stop people from getting killed. But all you do is show up late. All you really do is find the bodies"

She turns and storms off, leaving us behind.

"Cora!" I holler, chasing after the young Hale.

I follow her closely until we reach the parking lot and she stops, turning to me in annoyance.

"What is it, Lia?" She huffs.

"What you said in there. That wasn't fair, and you know it" I snap at her in anger.

"It was true" She shrugs.

"We're all trying" I argue with her.

"Obviously not hard enough" She retorts and I glare at her.

"I don't know why you're all of a sudden mad at me. You're acting as if it's my fault Boyd's dead" I scoff.

"No, you're just sleeping with guy who is at fault" She counters and my heart sinks.

"Cora, I'm sorry" I frown.

"It's fine. I'm just angry and taking it out on you" She sighs.

"No, you're right. They killed Boyd. They fucked up. And I didn't hold that against him because I'm stupid" I tell her guiltily.

"You are kinda stupid" Cora smiles weakly.

"Thanks, Coco" I laugh, shaking my head.

"You girls need a ride?" I hear Stiles' voice and Cora swings her arm around my shoulders.

"I know Lia does" Cora says in a suggestive tone and I elbow her with a playful glare.

"If it's not too much bother" I tell the boy who has a slight blush covering his cheeks.

"No bother at all" He assures me and I smile.

"Come on" I mumble, grabbing Cora's arm and pulling her towards the Jeep.

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"Philosophers?" Stiles questions the Argent girl who is on speaker phone.

"And guardians, which after last night has to mean something like law enforcement, right?" Allison suggests.

"Stiles, you have to tell your dad" She then adds "Tell him whatever you need but you have to get him to believe. Tell your dad. Warn him"

"Okay, okay, okay, I know" Stiles sighs, his head slightly falling in defeat.

"What are you gonna do?" Cora asks from the backseat.

"I'm gonna tell him the truth" Stiles answers, glancing at me "And I'm gonna need your help"

"We can help" I assure him.