His Witch, Her Wolf - Book 3

~Motel California Part 2~

3rd POV

After finding the new number on the wall. Lydia quickly texted Stiles, telling him that they needed to talk without Scott there. Stiles went to their room and the two girls told them what was going on. 

Allison paced worriedly in their room, "Last time I saw Scott act like that was during the full moon."

"Yeah, I know. He was definitely a little off with me too, but actually, it was Boyd who was really off" Stiles told them, "I watched him put his fist through the vending machine."

"See" Lydia pointed out to Allison, "It is the motel."

"Either we need to get out of here right now, or..." Lydia pulled out a bible from the night stand, "Someone needs to learn how to do an exorcism ASAP, before the werewolves go crazy and kill us."

"Okay, just hold on, all right?" Stiles told her, "What if it's not just the motel? The number in the office went up by three, right?"

"You mean like three sacrifices?" Allison asked, understanding where he was going with this. 

"What if this time it's three werewolves?" Stiles asked. 

"Scott, Isaac, and Boyd" Allison answered. 

"Maybe we were meant to come here" Stiles suggested. 

"Exactly!" Lydia exclaimed, "So can we get the hell out of here now? Please?"

Stiles looked down at the bible in her hand, noticing something. "Wait, hang on. Let me see this" Stiles said, opening the bible and pulling newspaper clippings out. 

"What is that?" Allison asked as they moved closer to read the article titles. 

"28-year-old man hangs himself at the infamous Glen Capri" Stiles read, before pulling out more articles. 

"Oh, no. Look at these two" Lydia told them, grabbing two articles, "They both mention the room 217. These are probably all the suicides that happened in this room."

"So if every room has a bible..." Allison trailed off. 

"There could be articles in all the rooms" Lydia finished for her. 

"That's a beautiful thing. Most places leave a mint under the pillow. This one leaves a record of all the horrible deaths that occurred" Stiles said sarcastically. 

"What if the room next door has the one about the couple?" Lydia asked Allison before Stiles quickly rushed out of the room and went next door. 

When he tried to open the door, it was locked. "No, that was not locked before" Lydia said as the two caught up to him. 

"Forget it. We need to get Scott, Isaac, and Boyd out of here" Allison told them urgently. 

They were about to leave when they heard a noise come from inside the locked room. "I'm not the only one who heard that, am I?" Lydia asked them. 

"It sounds like someone turned the handsaw on" Allison said worriedly as Stiles ran over to them. 

"Handsaw?" Stiles asked before he pushed the door open and saw Ethan holding the handsaw about to cut open his stomach. 

"Hey, no, Ethan, don't!" Stiles shouted before running and trying to take the handsaw away from him. 

Stiles pulled the handsaw away from him and threw it on the floor. Stiles lost his balance and almost face planted on the saw but he caught himself quickly as Lydia pulled the cord out of the outlet. 

They all turned when they heard claws come out. Ethan pulled out his claws and tried to claw his stomach. Allison and Stiles jumped up and pulled his arms away, to stop him.