Chapter: Thirteen
"Tell me why we're camping out in the middle of the woods tonight?" Lyla asked as she sat in the backseat of Stiles' jeep.
"Okay so basically when me and Soctt met Derek... we thought he was a murderer." Stiles says
"You what?!" Lydia screeched
"Hey! We were wrong, okay." Stiles replies stubbornly
"Okay so.. what happened?" Lyla asked
"Basically were looking through the woods for half of a dead body." Stiles explains
"Why does this place just keep getting weirder and weirder." Lyla mumbles to herself
"You, Stiles and Allison are the only normal ones Lyla."
"We dont count Allison as normal, considering she comes from an entire bloodline of hunters." Stiles replies
"You're getting off track Stiles."
"Oh! Right. Back to the story, so we were looking for that body and I lost Scott but I was the one to find the half of the body. Long story short Scott gets bit and starts getting these weird symptoms like eye color changing, claws, super strength and speed and well.. the whole werewolf transformation. We thought Derek was the one who killed the girl but another long story short the girl was Derek's sister and his crazy uncle Peter was the one who actually killed her." He then takes a deep breath because he didn't breathe between any of the words he said.
"Well.. that's a pretty fucked up story. But that doesn't explain why we're camping in the woods tonight." Lyla says
"Our parents, don't know about the supernatural. All they know is that Derek is probably a murderer because when we met him... he wasn't the closest person to us and we blamed him for a couple murders because we're dumb teenagers and we do shit like that. So our parents wouldn't want us anywhere near him. But Derek is apart of our pack, and we all care about him and he's really helpful with wolf shit and other information."
"Well.. I like Derek. I could tell that he cared about you guys alot."
"In his own way." Stiles mumbled
"So, what do you mean by pack? I thought werewolves were just.. a werewolf pack." Lyla says
"We're different, we're a group. Allison being a hunter and me just being me and now.. you guys." Stiles replies
"Wait.. we're apart of the pack?"
"Yeah, I mean.. if you want to." Stiles says
Lydia looks back at Lyla who nods with a gentle smile. "We'd love to."
"Well, welcome to the pack then." Stiles says with a grin pulling at his red lips. He then parks infront of tree and kills the engine, we all head out of the jeep and pull our things from the backseat.
Lydia was holding onto her sleeping bag when Allison damn near crushed her by wrapping her arms around the small girl.
"Glad you guys made it!" Allison says before switching and crushing Lyla next.
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