Forbidden Hidden Love (Teen Wolf)(Book 2)

Chapter 14

The following day, at the school library, Fionnuala was occupying the aisle behind Scott and Stiles. She was flipping through some books, sitting on the floor out of sight of both so neither of them knew they were there.

She briefly saw out of the corner of her eye Allison entering the library. The brunette glanced around as she slowly walked two aisles down from Fionnuala and disappeared.

This was one of those moments where Fionnuala was beyond pleased that she was a werewolf.

She peeked through a few books and saw Scott take a tablet from the shelf and turn it on.

"It's everything Lydia could translate. And trust me, she was very confused."

"Yeah, what'd you tell her?" Scott replied, looking up at her.

"That we were part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures."

"I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical creatures," Stiles answered.

"O-oh. Great." Allison nodded.

"Okay, does it say to find out who's controlling him?" Scott asked, making Fionnuala file that away in her head to tell Derek. The kanima is male.

"Not really. But Stiles was right about the murderers."

"Yes!" Stiles looked semi-pleased with himself.

"It calls the kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about the South American priest who uses the kanima to execute murderers in his village-"

"Alright, see? So maybe it's not all that bad."

"Until the bond grows strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to," Allison continued.

"All bad. All very, very bad," Stiles said, taking back his early statement.

"Here's the thing though. The kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be-"

"-until it resolves that in its past which manifest it," Scott finished, reading the tablet.

"Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself."

Fionnuala nodded in agreement, lying back on the floor as she continued looking at her book while eavesdropping.

"What if.....it has something to do with his parents?" Allison asked, making Scott and Stiles look up at her. "His real parents."

"Yeah, does anybody know what actually happened to them?" Scott asked, glancing at Stiles.

"Lydia might," Stiles replied.

"What if she doesn't know anything?"

"Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me, so.....I'll talk to him myself."

"Okay, what do I do?" Scott asked.

"You have a make-up exam, remember?" Allison reminded him, making Fionnuala sit bolt upright. Scott missed an exam? Well, kind of made sense considering everything he and Stiles had been doing. But how did Scott miss it, but Stiles didn't? Was Stiles actually upholding his end of the deal they made?

Not the point, she thought to herself. Focus on what is at hand.

"Promise me," Allison continued.

"If he does anything, you run the other way," Scott told her, making Fionnuala roll her eyes as she lay back down.

"I can take care of myself," Allison answered.

"Allison, if you get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid test, someone's gonna need to take care of me. If he does anything-"

"Like?"

"Anything......weird or bizarre - anything!"

"Anything evil!" Stiles stated.

Silence soon reigned from the two aisles, so Fionnuala sat up and looked over. Empty.

"Hey, Fi."

She turned her head sharply to see who had just spoken to her and knocked her head on one of the library shelves. She rubbed her head slightly as Danny entered her line of vision.

"You okay? That looked like it hurt."

"Kinda did. But I'm okay. What about you? I heard about what happened."

"Yeah, I'm fine. What are you doing on the floor?"

"Legs started hurting when I was standing earlier so I sat down."

"You know there are tables over there."

She shrugged. "I'm okay, thanks."

"Alright. See you later."

"Bye." She waved as he walked away, before pulling out her phone and texting the group chat.

Fi: Overheard an entire conversation between Stiles, Scott and Allison. They didn't see me. They said Jackson's name a few times.

Derek: Fantastic. But we'll need Erica or Isaac to confirm.

Erica: I'll do it.

Around an hour later, Fionnuala's phone lit up again with a text notification.

Erica: It's Jackson. The test we tried didn't work, but it's Jackson. Stiles confirmed it.

Then a few minutes later, there came another.

Erica: Just got detention. Didn't even do anything.

Derek: Just suffer through it. See you after.

Fi: I'll see you after school.

Derek: See you.

Isaac: Can you guys please stop? This is making me want to vomit.

Fionnuala sent the rolling eyes emoji before turning off her phone.

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A couple hours later, she was free and back at the pack meeting place with Derek.

At about 4:20, Scott and Stiles arrived with a seizing Erica in Scott's arms.

"Oh my gosh," Fionnuala breathed, as Scott lay her on the ground.

"Hold her up," Derek ordered. Stiles got behind her and held her head and chest above the ground.

"Is she dying?" he asked.

"She might. Which is why this is gonna hurt," Derek answered, before breaking Erica's arm, making her scream.

"You broke her arm!" Stiles yelled.

"It'll trigger the healing process," Derek explained. "I still gotta get the venom out. This is where it's really gonna hurt." He squeezed her arm, making her scream louder.

Eventually, the pain stopped and Erica's screams died down. Stiles sat back and brushed her hair out of her face as she looked up at him.

"Stiles, you make a good Batman," she told him, making Fionnuala look over at her brother in confusion before following her boyfriend and Scott.

"You know who it is," Scott said.

Derek turned to look at him, before sitting down on the chest and sighing. "Jackson."

"You just wanted Erica to confirm it, didn't you?"

"Erica and Isolde. but yes."

"I'm gonna help you stop him," Scott said, "as part of your pack."

Derek and Fionnuala looked at him. Fionnuala had her eyebrows raised, while Derek just wore a straight face.

"If you want me in, fine. But we'll do it on one condition. We're gonna catch him, not kill him."

"And?" Derek added, knowing that with Scott there will be a catch.

"And we do it my way."