Touch | Lydia Martin

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"I'm not provoking it, it's provoking me."

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Derek quickly stops Charlotte from running, spotting a puddle of blood right or their feet, making them look down with furrowed eyebrows.

Derek crouches down, dipping his fingers into the blood before he runs it between his thumb and his index finger.

"That's gross." Charlotte grimaces before Derek stands back up.

"Trying to figure out who's blood it is..." Derek trails, using his senses to try and see if anyone's out there.

"By touching the blood?" Charlotte asks in disbelief.

"Yes. Now shut up and look out." Derek nods at his cousin, making Charlotte sigh and turn on her enhanced hearing.

After a few moments, they hear a noise above them, making them snap their heads towards the source.

Their eyes widen when they see the Alpha, looking down at the two Hales, especially Charlotte, with angry red eyes before it runs away.

Derek and Charlotte share a quick look before they follow the alpha, their eyes glowing amber and gold so they can look for him in the darkest spaces.

They continue running, Derek jumping, leaping and flipping around crates and boxes, whereas Charlotte just runs around them, knowing she's gonna tease Derek about his dramatics later.

The only time she does jump, is when her and Derek hurl themselves on the roof so they can catch up to the alpha.

Derek grabs his cousins arm, the two watching as the alpha jumps from one building to another before he turns back to them, as if daring them to do it themselves.

"Whore." Charlotte glares at the alpha, making it growl lowly at her.

"Do not provoke the alpha." Derek sighs at Charlotte, amusement shining in his eyes.

"I'm not provoking it, it's provoking me." Charlotte argues.

A few gunshots ring through the air, making the sibling like cousins stop bucking and look in the direction, enough distraction for the alpha to run off.

"Okay, let's go." Derek sighs, making the two move back a few steps before they launch themselves off of the roof.

As they jump, two gunshots ring through the air at the same time as a sharp pain appears in Derek's arm and Charlotte's chest.

Charlotte stifles a cry of pain, her body tensing as she hits the roof along with Derek, rolling until she hits something hard, making her let out a small cry of pain.

"Fuck, mother- ow..." She groans, her hand grabbing her shirt where her gunshot wound is, hoping the pressure would relieve some of the pain.

"Shit, Derek." Charlotte whispers to herself, trying her best to ignore the pain as she stands up and walks over to her cousin.

She quickly kneels down next to him, removing his hand from his hand before grimacing at the gun wound.

"Wow, that's disgusting." Charlotte mutters, gently putting his arm on his lap before she holds her hands out.

She cups both of her hands together like a bowl and focuses.

"Arlo... you literally have one." Derek tells her, the effects of the bullet not shining through yet.

"At least I can't see it... yes!" Charlotte lets out a silent cheer when a ball of light appears in her hands, allowing her to see Derek's wound better.