𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅 ━━ LYDIA MARTIN

9

“SO YOU GUYS THINK THEY kidnapped Heather to turn her?" Scott questioned as the three boys walked.

"I don't," Reid muttered, "he does."

"I don't know," Stiles corrected, "Derek says it's easier to turn teenagers."

"What do you think, Reid?" Scott asked, raising his brows at the boy in curiosity.

"I doubt it was them," Reid responded, "I mean, think about it. They're a pack of Alphas, right? Why would they want a beta?"

"He's right," Scott nodded, humming in agreement at the hybrid's words. Stiles sighed, "guys, I don't know. I don't care. All right? This girl... Our moms were best friends before mine died, okay? We used to take frickin' bubble baths together when we were three. I gotta find her!"

"Then we need Isaac to remember," Scott spoke earning an exasperated sigh from Stiles, "how? Peter and Derek couldn't do it. You know any other Werewolves with a better trick?"

"Maybe not a werewolf," Reid suggested and Scott picked up on what he was suggesting, "but someone who knows a lot about them."

**

THAT WAS HOW THE three boys found themselves in Deaton's clinic with Isaac, Derek and Deaton himself.

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Deaton questioned the teenager who shrugged as he continued to empty ice inside the tub of water. Deaton sighed, turning to Isaac, "obviously, it's not going to be particularly... comfortable. But, if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

"Like being hypnotized," Isaac said earning a nod from him, "exactly. You'll be half-transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asked and Deaton shot him a look, "very slow."

"Okay, well, how slow is very slow?"

"Nearly dead," Deaton responded which resulted in an unsure look from Isaac as he placed his hand inside the cold water only to take it right back out since it was way too cold. He looked up at Deaton, "it's safe though, right?"

"Do you want me to answer honestly?" Deaton asked to which he remained silent. Isaac sighed, "no, not really."

Reid was standing behind with Stiles who was slid a glove in his hand and looked at the hybrid, "hey, tell me what this sounds like."

He then pulled it, allowing it to slap against his skin, the sound echoing in the room while the two exchanged amused looks. "Like someone's being spanked," Reid replied, the two exchanging a laugh, not realising that the others were looking at them.

"What?" Stiles asked them once he noticed their stares while they just rolled their eyes at the two boys and turned their focus back on Isaac.

"Stop being a bad boy, Stiles." Reid mocked resulting in another chuckle from him.

"Okay, you're fun," he nodded, patting his shoulder, "I like you already."

"Shall we date then?"

"Oh yes, we shall."

Their childish moment was interrupted by Derek, "can we have more seriousness here?" The two only rolled their eyes at that.

Without bothering to give them the chance to say anything, Scott turned to Isaac, "look, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this..." He trailed off as Isaac stared at him for a couple of seconds, making up his mind.

Then he took off his shirt and slowly stepped inside the tub of cold water, exhaling deeply when he felt the freezing water against his skin.

Derek and Scott placed a hand on either side of his shoulders and lowered his head in the water, drowning him while the others watched in anticipation— some of them with concern.

A few seconds later, Isaac submerged back up, his wolf face in sight as he let out a loud growl. "Get him back under," at Deaton's command, Scott and Derek forced his head under the water again.

This time, Isaac tried to fight them as he struggled to free himself. Stiles rushed forward and held his legs under but he kept struggling and they were unable to do much.

"Hold him," Deaton said making Derek look at him, "we're trying!"

"I got the head," Reid muttered and walked behind to hold his head. With a nod from the others, he shoved it back under water, the four holding him down. No longer than two seconds later, Isaac stopped struggling, his heartbeat slowing and the four let go.