𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 || Book 1

2.2 Shapeshifter

Thought the distraction was much needed, it didn't help much. The hunters would still be after Lydia like they were after my family. I know that Kate may have been the one who burned my family alive, but a small part of me feels that someone helped her. Kate was around the same age of Derek when that all happened, she wouldn't have been able to plan that alone.

I know. Seriously. I know that I'm just human, but I have to at least do something.

Lydia was safe-ish now with her mom at home, but I never stopped worrying about her. When you think about it, Lydia was brought into the supernatural world because of Stiles, Scott, and I.

Still with everything going on, I had to go to school. I was wearing  a light sweater and jeans I made my way towards Scott and Stiles who were standing in the lacrosse field. They were wearing their lacrosse uniforms. I totally forgot. They had practice today. I sat over at the bleachers waving over at Stiles who smiled brightly in return. He needed my support, no one else believed that he would actually make it this far on the team. They thought that he would've been kicked off by now.

"Whittemore #2!" Coach called and I looked at him confused. "Stop distracting my players!" Stiles blushed looking back at Scott who was the goalie.

"If I do will you call me Whittemore #1?" I ask smiling.

"Not a chance!" Coach shouted. I rolled my eyes.

Scott suddenly ran out of the goal knocking the player onto the ground. "McCall!" Coach shouted annoyed.

"Yeah?" Scott replied.

"Usually the goalie stays somewhere within the vicinity of the actual goal." Coach informed him, clearly annoyed with what he was doing.

"Yes, Coach." Scott nodded.

He jogged back to the goal and got in position. He was ready to try again, but I had a feeling that wasn't going to work out.

"Let's try it again." Coach stated and he blew the whistle causing for the next player to run towards the goal and try to make a point. Scott ran out of the goal, ignoring all that Coach had said before, knocking the player down onto the ground.

I looked over at Stiles mouthing, 'What the hell is going on?' Stiles shrugged in response and I rolled my eyes. He was no help.

"McCall! The position's goal keeper, not goal abandoner." Coach snapped.

Scott went back into the goal, apologizing to Coach, but I had a feeling that he was going to do it again. Coach blew the whistle and threw the ball out in front of the next player. Scott ran out of the goal and tumbled on top of the player, shoving him onto the ground. Coach blew his whistle, bringing Scott to a stop.

"McCall! You come out of that goal one more time and you'll be doing suicide runs till you die. It'll be the first ever suicide run that actually ends in a suicide run." Coach snapped, "Got it?"

"Yes, Coach." Scott nodded as he made his way back to the goal.

"Please, please, don't do it again, Scott." I mumbled, knowing that he could hear me. Scott looked over at me, frowning slightly because he was confused with why I was there.

Coach blew the whistle and threw the ball. The next player ran, he looked at me for a split second before he collided with Scott. The two of them dropped onto the ground and both of their eyes glowed yellow. The whistle blew causing for the two of them to break eye contact and for Scott to get back up from the ground.

Sheriff Stilinski walked down the field, his gaze set straight for the lacrosse player that Scott had just recently tumbled with. Coach dismissed everyone immediately and I walked over to Stiles and Scott. Scott knew what was happening.