From Demigods to Werewolves

Chapter 25: Derek

The shriek radiates through the hospital making Scott, Peter, Stiles, and I stop where we were. Peter and I instantly look at each other because we knew what that screech was and we knew it didn't mean anything good.

"What was that?" Stiles said scared. He was supporting Cora as she apparently got healed by Atlantia according to Peter but she was still weak which I understand.

"That's Atlantia." I say staring down the hallway.

"Atlantia, so that's a good sound, right?" Stiles said sounding a little more relieved but he still was frightened.

"Not this time." Peter said, "I think your teacher has gotten what she wanted."

"Which is what exactly?" Stiles asks sounding more panicked.

"A weapon," Scott says it dawning on him what was happening, "She gave Atlantia, Cordelia." He looks at me, "Didn't she." I don't say a word as I stare down the hallway praying that Atlantia doesn't come down that hallway. Footsteps echo on the tile floor before a person rounds the corner.

"Jennifer," I grit out when I see the woman appear around the corner, "Where's Atlantia?"

"Your little girlfriend needs to do something for me." Is her response. She smirks at me and I could see the smug look in her eye when she sees how much that affected me.

"What's stopping me from ripping out your throat, with my teeth, right here, right where you stand?" I ask her baring my teeth.

"Sheriff Stilinski," Jennifer states knowingly, "I am the only one who knows where he is and the only one who can point you in the right direction. Atlantia might have been able to do it before but I'm sure you don't know a cure for a Cordelia dosing so she won't help you."

"What do you want?" Scott asks before I could.

"A safe passage out of here." Jennifer says, "I'm sure you know there is a pack of raging Alphas who wants me dead so I'll help you once I get out of here safely. Only then."

"What about Atlantia?" I ask, "If you truly want us to help you, bring her back."

"I can't. There is no known cure of Cordelia except of death." Jennifer shrugs, "Besides she is providing a wonderful distraction for the Alphas and I hate to ruin that chance at escape."

"I'd like to volunteer a different method of persuasion," Peter said finally saying something, "Let's torture her."

"Works for me," I say shrugging. Jennifer's eyebrows rise, startled. She takes a step backwards before a voice comes overs the intercom.

"Um, can I have your attention...?" I realize it's Scott's mom Melissa, "Mr. Deucalion...Excuse me, just Deucalion...requests you bring the woman calling herself Jennifer Blake to the ER reception. Do this, and everyone else can leave. You have ten minutes." There's a click signaling the end of the message and I turn to Jennifer.

She scoffs, "He's not going to hurt her,"

"Shut up," I growl at her.

"He won't!" She insists. Jennifer turns toward Scott," Scott, you know why. Tell them it's true."

"What does she mean?" I ask confused.

"You're not the only one he wants in his pack." Jennifer says. "Deucalion doesn't just want an Alpha Pack. He wants perfection. That means adding the rarest of Alphas to his ranks."

"A True Alpha," Peter says stunned as I look at Scott.

"What's that?" Stiles asks and I could tell Scott knew exactly what he was talking about.