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Chapter 11 - First Full Moon

"Mason?" I asked when we met back up with Scott.

"Yes. Mason". Scott replied shortly. He didn't look good. He was pale and stumbled backwards a little.

"Are you sure?" Stiles asked.

"Positive". He replied.

"Scott are you okay?" I held him up as he was losing his footing.

"Yeah I'm good", he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"You're not healing", Malia said.

"I'm fine". He pulled himself away from me and nearly tripped over himself.

"No you're not. You're falling around everywhere". I once again held him up. This time noticing how easy it was. Before I had zero strength, I remember when I had to help Stiles hold Derek up. I wasn't much help but now, I could hold him up by myself. I could probably hold two Derek's up.  "We need to take you home".

"I agree", Stiles added. "Scott there's not much you can do right now. Mason is gone. You're not healing. We need to come up with a plan"

Scott nodded defeated. "You're right".

I helped Scott into the jeep, he groaned as he had to bend forward to get in. His wound looked painful. He had four deep gashes across his stomach. I closed the car door and walked around to the passenger side. I could see my reflection in the jeep windows. My lacrosse jersey was soaked with blood. I pulled it over my head and threw it onto the backseat in between Scott and Liam as I sat in the jeep. My vest underneath was also covered in blood but it was dry.

When we reached Scott's house Malia and Braeden were already there. They had come on Braeden's  motorbike. Kira was also there even though I don't know how she got here. Kira and Braeden took Scott inside. Malia, Stiles and I were left standing awkwardly outside. I looked between the two of them, the tension thick in the air. It felt like there was still so much left unsaid "I think I should leave you two alone".

"Yeah you should", malia replied. She didn't mean it maliciously even if it sounded like it. I had come to understand Malia, she was just a blunt person not out of rudeness but because she spent years by herself with no human interaction.

"No Ems, stay", Stiles held my hand.

"I don't care who stays or goes but Stiles you need to listen to me", Malia said sharply. "You know that my mom is the desert wolf right?" Stiles nodded. "Well I've been looking for her but turns out she's the one who found me and now she wants to hurt me. She thinks to do that, she needs to hurt you. Well more specifically kill you".

Stiles and I exchanged a knowing glance. There was always something or someone who was trying to kill us. We could never catch a break.

"Kill me? Why?"

"She thinks you're who I..." she looked over at me sheepishly. "Someone I love the most"

"So because of that she wants to kill me?"

"Yes". She replied like it was normal and made complete sense.

"Damn". He ran his free hand through his messy hair. "That's disconcerting".

"Do you know when she's planning on killing him?" I asked. "Can it just be in the next few weeks I mean right now we got a lot on".

"Yeah, like we have the dread doctors and the beast. It's just not the best time", Stiles played along.

"No. Could be anytime", she shrugged.

"So it could be any second", I checked over my shoulder, making sure we weren't being watched. "Maybe we shouldn't be standing outside talking about this".