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Chapter Ten
• Aubrey •
After school, it takes me forever to find the lacrosse field. You would think that having heightened senses would also mean that I have a sense of direction, but I don’t. I finally find it by following the scent of Stiles’ cologne.
He leans against a pale blue Jeep, staring off towards the end of the field. ForCalifornia, it’s cold; I shiver and tuck my hands in the pockets of my new jeans. Another whiff of coffee and dew washes over me mixed with something else― earthy and familiar, yet menacing. Immediately, I go on alert, and instinct makes my claws grow from my fingertips.
Stiles finally seems to notice me. “Hey, you.” Pushing off from the car, he starts to make his way over to me, but pauses halfway. He furrows his eyebrows and gently holds out his hand. “What’s wrong?”
Another breath and I realize what the smell is. It’s not human, and that’s a definite; there’s another shape-shifter here. There’s alpha blood in the air. I don’t recognize who it is, and that makes me feel threatened. Growling, I lower into a fighting stance. “We’ve got company,” I snarl.
And Stiles starts to laugh. I look at him like he’s lost his mind, but focus again when the mysterious figure starts to emerge from the woods. Stiles sees that I’m close to attacking, and quickly says, “No, Aubrey, it’s just Scott. Relax.”
As the figure silently approaches, my heart stops beating in my chest. He’s right; it is Scott. Ears pointed, canines and claws extended, supernatural Scott. It surprises me, though I know that it shouldn’t. Weird things happen in Beacon Hills, and it makes sense that Scott’s the same as me. I knew there was something… off about him from the second I met him in the hallway.
Claws sliding back into my fingers, I stand up straight and smile. “Well, Scottie, I always knew you were a dog.”
He shrugs, shifting back into his human form. “I’m surprised you didn’t sense it right away. Coming from the alpha pack, you’d think you would know a werewolf when you met one.”
“How’d you know I was from the alpha pack?”
Scott puts his fingers on his chin, pretending to think. “Let’s see― new werewolf, new pack. It doesn’t take a genius to make the connection.”
Stiles clears his throat loudly, and I look over at him. “Not to interrupt or anything, but why don’t we move this cozy little get-together somewhere― I don’t know― cozier. AKA, warmer.”
I chuckle, bumping into him as I walk past to get into the car. “Oh right, I forgot you don’t have a fur coat.”
He laughs dryly, making his way towards the driver’s seat. “Just get in the car. Let’s get something to eat, before you decide to eat me.”
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Midnight Scarlet » Stilinski
Fanfiction[BOOK ONE] Aubrey Jenner isn't a normal fifteen-year old girl― in fact, she's as far from normal as you can get. She's a werewolf, destined to be with another. But when a human that knows too much about her world comes into the picture, how can she...
