Let Me Love You

Kanima Crazy

"This is not helpful. It's all in Archaic Latin," I mumble, scrolling through the pages of the bestiary.

"Okay, so do we know anyone that knows Archaic Latin?" Stiles asks in a sarcastic tone.

I send a glare his way, "Really?"

"What? I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones! Sarcasm is my only defense," he shoots back.

I shrug, "Fair enough."

"Anyways, what is this thing?" Scott asks, brushing our comments off.

"A kanima," Derek and I say in unison as my older brother walks up to us with Erica on his flank.

"Oh so you knew the whole time?" Stiles asks us.

"No. Only when it was confused by its own reflection," Derek concludes and Stiles gives me a look, saying: tell me right now or I will sarcasm your ass right off of your body.

"It doesn't know what it is," Scott puts the pieces together.

"Or who," Derek adds.

"So what else do you know?" Stiles asks.

"Myths. Just stories. Rumors," I say, "Things Mom used to tell us. Laura used to try to scare me with stories of a lizard shapeshifter that could paralyze you in seconds and tear you apart like paper."

Stiles visibly winces, "No! No gruesome details!"

"So it's like us?" Scott asks.

"A shapeshifter yes, but it's not right," Derek explains, "it's like a..."

"An abomination," Stiles concludes. Derek and I nod in response.

I zone out the boys and Erica as they talk and just think about what Peter had said.

"Hey, you alright?" Scott asks me after Derek and Erica leaves.

"Hmm?" I hum.

"I asked if you're alright," he repeats.

"What do you think? My uncle just came back from the dead and told me that I'm an alpha," I toss at him sarcastically, "And I was stuck in a pool with my brother and Stiles for hours."

"Don't be l-" Stiles cuts him off by honking the horn to his jeep.

The spastic boy sticks his head out the window and yells, "Come on Scott! My dad is going to kill me if I don't finish my homework again!"

"I'm see you tomorrow Scott," I drown monotonously before reaching for my things and getting in my car.

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I wake up to Erica and Isaac holding onto Jackson while Derek drops some kanima venom into his mouth. Rolling my eyes, I sit up and grab a shirt and jeans before running my fingers through my naturally wavy hair.

I quickly change and leave the shorts and tee shirt that I had slept in on the bench in the car. I put on some makeup before putting deodorant on, spraying perfume on my body, and grabbing my shoes and shoving them on my feet. My bag on the floor finds its way to my hands as I get my things for school and head out.

The day goes by relatively slowly except for the whole testing the venom on Lydia in chemistry.

"Hey," a hand pulls me into one of the relatively clear hallways as I'm walking to my locker.

"What the hell Stiles?!" I almost yell at him.

"We need some help... Uh. Studying?" He states as if it's a question.