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chapter thirteen hale
dylan didn't bother changing into something fancy. her leather jacket, black tank top and jeans plus the bandage that stuck to the side of her head was enough.
she lost stiles when they arrived at the school. she stood alone now, taking everything in. talk about a another teacher being murdered was brought to her attention and dylan wanted to make sure she would stop it.
even if it killed her in the process.
her phone in her hand buzzed and she sighed before checking it.
stiles need to talk to you alone.
the wolf groaned before leaving the room and walked into the hallway. dylan ventured down the hall until she spotted a classroom which had the door open, assuming stiles awaited for her in there, "stiles?"
but a gasp was heard and dylan turned, finding lydia, "what are you doing here?" her friends eyes were wide, "you scared the crap out of me."
dylan laughed, shaking her head, "i scared the crap out of you?! you scared the crap out of me!"
"i-" lydia's words bounced back into her throat at the sound of chanting he and ha's, dylan's blood running cold.
"you two recognize it, don't you?" the girls let out a gasp and they turned, ms. blake appeared before them.
before the wolf could react, lydia was smacked across the face, falling to the ground, "lydia!"
dylan was quick to stop the woman's attack, kicking her in the stomach, sending her flying back, only to stand up again real fast, "you're a little fighter," ms. blake taunted, cocking her head, "just like your dad."
"it's in my blood," dylan growled, her yellow eyes flashing.
she let out a chuckle, "you have no idea who you are, do you?"
"i'm an argent," dylan spat, backing away as ms. blake approached her, the wolf being stopped by a desk.
she gave the wolf a smirk, eyeing her up and down, "i honestly don't think you do, hale."
dylan felt herself stop, her mind running wild. she locked eyes with her. that last name. ms. blake took this as her chance. she picked up a textbook and smacked the girl across the face with it, sending her to the ground, knocking her out cold.
♡
her blue eyes opened, a groan leaving her at the pain her head felt. dylan tried to move but she saw her wrists tied with ropes. she turned her head only to find her friend tied up next to her, her head dropped and knocked out cold.
