2. Beneath the Mask

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Hope's pov

It was my second day of school

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It was my second day of school.

I had to admit that I missed my friends at the Salvatore school and I didn't know how long I could keep this up.

I shouldn't have gone to that stupid practice; I risked exposing myself.

«You haven't told us how your first day at school went.» said Keelin.

I shrugged. «It could have been worse.»

«Did you make any friends?» Aunt Freya asked.

I stayed silent while sipping my tea.
Freya and Keelin looked at me disapprovingly.

«Okay, okay! I can't promise anything but I'll try.» Eventually, I thought.

«You know, there are supernaturals at the school and I heard them talking about someone killing werewolves. Have you heard about this?» My aunts shook their heads.

«We've heard about the murders, but we didn't know they were werewolves.»

Freya now looked very worried.

«Hope, don't start investigating and stay out of trouble!»

She turned to Keelin and kissed her. «Please be careful.»

«I'll talk to the sheriff, hopefully I'll find out more about this.» She said.

«Don't worry about me, I'll be cautious.» I smiled and hugged both of them before heading to school.

The day went by quickly.
I mainly kept to myself. Making friends always meant opening up and sharing with people and I wasn't quite ready to do that yet.

Stiles was looking at me differently than he had yesterday. My guess was that Scott had sensed I was a werewolf and told him.

I had opened the car door and was about to get in when someone grabbed my wrist.
«I suggest you let go, or what I'll do to you will be very unpleasant.» I threatened.

As I had deduced from the scent, I turned to find Scott.

«We need to talk.» He said, tightening his grip.

«I'm not interested.» I replied.

«You don't have a choice» said Stiles, whom I noticed was standing next to him.

Scott made his eyes glow; they were red, which I guess meant he was an alpha, as I suspected. I had never seen red eyes before.
I made mine glow a bright yellow and freed myself from his grip.

«Now that we've introduced ourselves, I'd like to go home.» Stiles closed my car door, preventing me from getting in.

«Stiles, you're really cute, but touch my car again and I'll kill you.» I warned.

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