Leila's POV
After Mr. Argent agreed to help us, we went back to the woods, to the last place we saw Boyd and Cora. Mr. Argent dropped a bag on the ground and looked down at the footprints.
"You're tracking them by print?" he asked Scott as I was pulled into Derek's side.
"Trying to" Scott told him.
"Well, then, you've been wasting your time. There's only one creature on earth that can visually track footprints, and that's man. And if you're not trained like me, you have no idea that this print is Boyd's and these..." he said pointing at the second footprints.
"Are Cora's" Isaac answered.
"Nope. They're yours. You trampled Cora's as soon as you walked over here" Mr. Argent told Isaac before looking between the three werewolves.
"Listen, I know the three of you are focusing half your energy on resisting your own urges under the full moon, but that puts you at a severe disadvantage to Boyd and Cora, who have fully give in. They put the pedal to the floor where you three are barely hitting the speed limit" Mr. Argent explained.
"So what do we do?" Derek asked.
"Focus on your sense of smell. Actual wolves are known to track their prey by up to a hundred miles a day by scent. A trained hunter can use scent to track them. If the wind is with them, wolves can track a scent by a distance of two miles, which means we can draw them to us... or into a trap" Mr. Argent explained and threw Scott a net.
"Full moon does give us one advantage. They'll have a higher heat signature, which makes them easier to spot with infrared" Mr. Argent said, throwing Isaac, Derek, and I a pair of goggles.
"Thanks, but I've got my own" Derek told him and flashed his alpha eyes.
"Just remember, we're not hunting wild animals. Underneath those impulses are two intelligent human beings. Don't think they can't rely on that human side. It's suppressed, but it's there, reminding them how to mask their scent, how to cover their tracks, how to survive" Mr. Argent told us.
After that, we went to Lookout Point and we looked at the lights of Beacon Hills. "When's the last time you saw your sister?" Mr. Argent asked Derek.
"Nine years. I thought she died in the fire" Derek told him as I held his hand.
"Do you feel like you have a lock on her scent?" Mr. Argent asked and Derek shook his head.
"Scott, how confident are you in your skills?" Mr. Argent asked.
"Honestly, most of the time, I'm trying not to think about all the things I can smell" Scott answered.
"All right. The problem is when they breach the woods and hit the residential area. Once they're past the high school, they're right in the middle of Beacon Hills" Mr. Argent told us.
"They're not gonna kill everything they see, are they?" Isaac asked Mr. Argent.
"No. But there is an important difference to recognize. Wolves hunt for food. At a certain point, they get full. But Boyd and Cora are hunting for the pleasure of the kill, for some primal apex predatory satisfaction that comes from the ripping of warm bodies to bloody shreds. And who knows when that need gets satiated?" Mr. Argent said.
"We can't kill them" Scott told him.
"What if we can't catch 'em?" Derek asked him.
"Then maybe we just need to contain them" I suggested as they looked at me.
Mr. Argent nodded, agreeing with me. "There's no one in the school at night, is there?"
"You want to trap them inside?" Derek asked him.
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His Witch, Her Wolf - Book 3
FanficLeilani and Derek are back and their relationship has grown stronger than before. After defeating the Kanima and Gerard, they decided to move in together in their new loft. Leila spent the summer helping Scott with summer school and trying to help...
