CHAPTER THREE: WOLF MOON

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"Alright, we gotta split up

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"Alright, we gotta split up." Stiles tells me as we walk through the doors of the house for the party, and I furrow my eyebrows.

"Isn't it safer if we stick together? I mean, you couldn't even survive middle school without me." I tease and he lightly hits me.

"It's easier for us to keep an eye out if we split up, idiot." He looks down at me.

I roll my eyes. "Fine." I begin to walk off but he grabs my arm abruptly, stopping me.

"Hey, enjoy the party. And call me if you see Scott." He reminds me and I give him a look.

"I won't and I will!"

I walk away from him, deeper into the scene and immediately notice the herds of people and sigh, not surprised that there's so many of people here. I turn back at my brother, watching him walk off to a group of people and then realise I am alone. I continue walking until I'm outside, only to be surrounded by what feels like even more people.

I look up at the sky and sigh. It's a full moon. If Stiles' stupid theory is right, if Scott is in fact a werewolf - tonight is totally not gonna end well. I come to the conclusion standing around waiting and looking for Scott, isn't going to be fun sober, so I grab myself a drink outside, taking a large sip of the contents. It actually tastes really nice, and so I can't help but have another. I walk past the crowds of dancing, happy people trying to find my best friend or at least Allison, who I know he came with.

But after looking for approximately 20 minutes, there's not a single trace of him or Allison anywhere. I sigh and take my phone out of my pocket and immediately text Scott:

From: Madison

To: Scott

where the hell are you?

I keep my eyes glued to the screen for a minute and sigh to myself, when I realise he's not replying - at least anytime soon. I begin to dig my phone into my pocket, only when I look up and see a familiar face. My breath hitches as I look them up and down and instantly realise who it is.

Derek Hale.

He clearly enjoys the whole mysterious sexy vibe alot, because a couple days ago I'd never seen him before in my life and now all of a sudden he was continuously popping up out of nowhere. Is he trying to give me a heart attack or something?

I feel frozen as he approaches me cooly. "You're Madison. Scott's friend."

I furrow my brows. "Uh...how the hell do you know my name? Or Scott's?"

He ignores me. "Do you know where I can find him?"

I scoff. What the hell did this guy want with Scott? I knew for a fact they weren't friends, and Scott had definitely never spoken to him before, so the fact he knew our names and wanted to find my best friend, was definitely killing the sexy mysterious allure and turning it to a lot more of a creepy one. "Why?" I question.

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