Panthera Onca ➳ Derek Hale

07. Night School

Jade's P.O.V

   "Lock it, lock it!" Scott ordered Stiles to lock the school's front door, panicking as the alpha noticed us.

   "Do I look like I have a key?" Stiles sarcastically asked. I can't believe I left Derek out there without anyone to protect him. Should I run to get him safe, bring him here.

   "Not the time to be sarcastic." I responded. We need to find a way to pass this night and stay alive. This isn't some nice alpha who takes care of his betas. This is a ruthless alpha who's very angry...

   "Grab something!" Scott yelled at him.

   "What?"

   "Anything!" Scott exclaimed, then Stiles looked outside. Oh, God, he's stupid. Scott and I both noticed he wanted to grab the bolt cutters he dropped outside. "No." Big no.

   "Yes." 

   "Stiles, no, don't!" Stiles ran to grab it, but the alpha walked towards him. "Run! Stiles!" Stiles noticed the alpha was after him, so he began running. All our heart beats were rushing from how anxious we were to be safe. Fuck, I can't believe I need to survive this with the both of them. I'm not sure how well we survive. "Stiles!" He managed to get himself back inside the school, jamming the bolt cutters into the door mechanism. I was surprised to see that he got to grab them as he was fleeing for his life. Now I have tiny hope that we might survive this. I mean, I don't think it'll last for too long, but this will help us delay him for a bit. "Where is it? Where did it go?" Scott asked about the alpha. "That won't hold, will it?" 

   "Probably not." We heard a howl, so we ran to a class, trying to find a better place we can hide at. "The desk." We started moving the desk towards the door. "Stop, stop." Stiles stopped us. "The door's not gonna keep it out." 

   "I know." Scott muttered, but then he looked at me and sighed. What did I do now? "Why the hell were you trying to help Derek after the alpha attacked him?" Is it important we talk about it right now? Besides, we wouldn't I want to help Derek?

   "He's my boyfriend. What am I suppose to do?" 

   "Save your life!"

   "He's the only one I have in this world, I can't abandon him." He gave me an understanding look, knowing he can't argue with that. I can't believe Derek and I have only each other. I hope he's okay.

   "It's your boss." Stiles claimed, breaking the tension. I really doubt that... He can't be an alpha. I don't feel much hate coming from him. I didn't even get some sort of hint of vision when I got close to him. I didn't get any visions since I got to Beacon Hills...

   "What?" 

   "Deaton, the alpha? Your boss." 

   "No." 

   "Yes, murdering psycho werewolf." 

   "That can't be." 

   "Oh come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That's not convenient timing?"

   "It's not him." Both Scott and I stated.

   "He killed Derek." 

   "No, Derek's not dead. He can't be dead." Scott murmured as he looked at me. I didn't know what to say. I'm unsure and I'm way out of my mind to try and figure out his scent or even search for a heartbeat. I'm very scared for him.

   "Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn't exactly qualify as a minor injury. He's dead, and we're next." No, we're not. I'll shift. I'll fight. I won't let this fucking alpha get close to me.