𝐌𝐲 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐑𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 - 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓

"I don't know what it was," Scott said as he splashed across the tiny river in the woods, Stiles and Nova hot on his trail. They were out looking for Scott's lost inhaler. "It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball. And that's not the only weird thing. I can hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear. Smell things."

"Smell things? Like what?" Stiles asked.

"Like the Mint Mojito gum in your pocket or the perfume that Nova carries in her backpack from, like, seventh grade."

"I clean my backpack out every year," Nova scoffed, taking her backpack off her shoulder and opening the top pocket. "See, nothing."

"Try the front pocket."

She sighed and unzipped the front pocket, she reached her hand in and pulled out the small, plastic bottle at the same time that Stiles pulled out the piece of gum from his pocket.

"What the fuck," Nova muttered.

"So all this started with the bite?" Stiles asked.

"What if it's like an infection, like my body's flooding with adrenaline before I go into shock or something?"

"You know what? I actually think I've heard of this. It's a specific kind of infection."

"Are you serious?" Scott asked.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think it's called lycanthropy."

Nova groaned and rolled her eyes at Stiles being dumb.

"What's that? Is it bad?"

"Oh, yeah, it's the worst. But only once a month."

"Once a month?" Scott asked.

"On the night of the full moon," Stiles said before howling.

"You're so annoying," Nova said as Scott pushed him.

"Hey, he's the one who heard a wolf howling," Stiles defended himself.

"Hey, there could be something seriously wrong with me," Scott told him.

"I know! You're a werewolf!"

"He's just being a dick, Scott. But have you been feeling any urges to kill me lately? You know, just in case," Nova shrugged innocently. Scott glared at her. "I'm sorry! I had to get at least one in."

"I could've sworn this was it," Scott said, ignoring Stiles' comment on melting all the silver he can. "I saw the body, the deer came running. I dropped my inhaler."

"Maybe the killer moved the body," Stiles shrugged.

"If he did, I hope he left my inhaler. Those things are like 80 bucks."

"Holy shit!" Nova jumped as she spotted the tall man just standing a few feet away. "Oh, he's coming over here. I claim Scott as my shield in case this goes bad!"

"What are you doing here?" The man asked. "This is private property."

"Uh, sorry, man, we didn't know."

"Yeah, we were just looking for something, but ... Uh, forget it."

He took his hand out of his pocket and tossed Scott the inhaler before walking away.

"All right. Come on, I gotta get to work," Scott said.

"Dude, that was Derek Hale," Stiles told them. "You remember, right? He's only like a few years older than us."

"Remember what?"

"His family," Nova spoke up, finally understanding what Stiles was talking about. "They all burned to death in a fire, like, 10 years ago."

"I wonder what he's doing back."

"You know, he was kinda hot," Nova shrugged, walking ahead of the two.

i love scary woods man