Whispered promises

Chapter 60

"So you're just letting us go?" I asked, Arya my voice laced with both surprise and skepticism. The events of the past moments had been intense, and I couldn't help but question Arya's intentions. "I sent four men out to where Kate was rumored to have been seen. None of them came back. Let's see if you can do better," Arya replied, her tone firm and resolute. We stepped outside the club, the cool night air hitting our faces .

Arya's smile was faint but present as I remarked on her penchant for dramatics. "You went through all that just to get me to know Kate's alive. You sure like the flare for dramatics, Arya," I commented, a mixture of admiration and teasing in my voice.

"You wouldn't have believed me," Arya responded, her words carrying a hint of understanding. "And I know the real reason you chose yourself for that back there. You're punishing yourself for Allison's death, blaming yourself. It's all in your eyes. Little hunter, you need to move on before it breaks you," she advised, her voice filled with a mix of wisdom and concern. Arya's words struck a chord within me, reminding me of the weight I carried, the guilt that threatened to consume me. It was a painful truth I had been reluctant to confront, but she saw through my facade, offering guidance in her own enigmatic way.

"But now I know what kind of leader you are and what kind of Alpha Scott is, and where his next step lies," Arya continued, her words veiled in mystery. I couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity, my mind racing with questions.

"What next step?" I inquired, my voice filled with anticipation, eager to uncover the path that lay before us. "When he takes the bite of an innocent, when he makes a wolf of his own, when he does that, then I will cross your border and come knocking at your door," Arya revealed, her voice carrying a sense of inevitability. The gravity of her words settled upon me, the revelation of a future confrontation hanging in the air. "And this !" Arya said passing me something in my hand and when I opened it I saw the vial of Diualdid in my hand . "Is not a solution " she told as I pocketed it before anyone saw .

As our conversation drew to a close, a sense of bittersweet farewell lingered. "Well, I guess this is goodbye for now... Nice to see you again, Arya," I said, my voice filled with gratitude and a hint of nostalgia. "You too, little hunter," Arya replied, her words carrying a sense of fondness. With that, I made my way back to the others, ready to share the newfound information with the pack.

"What now?" Stiles asked, his voice filled with anticipation as I approached them, leaning against his Jeep. "She thinks she knows where we can find Derek," I informed the pack, my voice filled with a mix of determination and hope.

"Is she going to tell us where?" Malia questioned, her eagerness evident.
"Actually, she's giving us a guide," I revealed, my words met with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

Just then, a woman on a motorcycle pulled up in front of us, revealing herself to be Braeden.
"Long time no see " I said as she smiled before pulling me into a hug . "You too " she responded. "You know her ?" Malia asked . "Breaden she's a mercenary " Lydia informed Malia . "Right now, I'm the only one who's gonna take you to la iglesia." Breaden said . "The Church?" Lydia questioned. "What's The Church?" Stiles asked . "It's not a place you'll find God." Breaden revelled to him.

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I looked into the rest room mirror , the tiredness in my eyes and pale skin was evident . I threw my jacket and shirt off seeing the large bruising on my sides from the wires that had electrocuted my sides . The pained sensation still rawing with intensity . I grabbed the vial from my pocket and took the measurement and plugged the needle into my arm . As the drug fuelled her veins , a rush of euphoria filled every fiber of her .