The beta ~ Teen wolf/ Liam Dunbar

ch.11

A/N- so guys, I've made a decision. I'm going to incorporate some little things from season four into this story. I'm not gonna get into  much detail about the dead pool, bc it'd be hard for me to reenact that whole season but props to you if you do/did that. I'm very impatient and that's why most of the time my stories suck...they go to fast:( but I'm gonna try harder with this one. So please be understanding that I'm not gonna exactly follow season four at all, just gonna pick a few things to put in there. DISCLAIMER: I DID NOT WRITE SEASON FOUR NOR ANY OTHER SEASON, I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF IN ITS ENTIRETY. THE ONLY MEMBERS THAT I OWN ARE CAMRYN, LYKANON, AKALIA AND SOPHIE. continue reading:)

Sophie's POV:

silence again lingered in the air as we sat in the car together. My thoughts were filled to the brim with Liam, and now the dead pool we just caught wind of from sheriff Stilinski. a loud buzzing came from the seat beside me that broke me out of my thoughts, thankfully.

"hello," Derek answered.

It was Stiles. I could hear his concerned-filled voice through the speaker. He was worried about someone, and I knew the gut feeling I had felt earlier must've been true.

"Liam's gone, I don't know where he went or who took him but no ones seen the kid since the game. Scotts been gone for hours looking for him."

My heart dropped to my feet. Liam was gone? and now Scott? I started to breath heavily as worry came over me. I could feel my body start to quiver as my hands got sweaty. My heart was pounding so hard in my ears that I thought everyone would be able to hear it. Derek's attention was drawn away from the phone call as he turned to me.

"Sophie? Sophie breathe it'll be okay. Take deep breaths c'mon." he instructed.

I gasped for air but nothing would come in or out. I was having an anxiety attack. His voice seemed to fade away in my head as everything started to spin. Concentrating on one voice was hard enough, but now I was turned and he was yelling for me to look into his eyes. I obeyed, but nothing seemed to work. Everything just got more blurry.

"Stiles, Stiles she's having a anxiety attack I don't know what to do!" Derek panicked.

"you have to steady the breathing, get her to a quiet place right now. How far are you from the vets office?" He asked in response to the apprehensive werewolf.

call it luck, but we had just happened to be passing it when stiles asked the question.
"pulling in now." he ended the phone call and hopped out of the car to get me. He got me in his arms and ran to the back door of the vet clinic, careful not to drop me.
My breathing was now rapid and I could no longer do it fluently. It was short-panic-prone bits that kept me alive. I watched, weak and helpless as Derek banged on the door for the vet. After several seconds the door opened and the he let us in. They laid me down on the silver table that Liam, and many others had once rested upon.

"Sophie darling can you breath?" He asked. I still continued to convulse, which most likely gave him his answer.

"She's having an attack. Either anxiety or asthma I can't tell." Deaton rushed to a cabinet and pulled something out of a drawer. When he turned i caught a glimpse of the huge needle he held between his fingers. I started to panic even more but before I could squirm out from under Derek's grasp it was into my arm.

I felt my heart beat ease as everything around me came back into view. The voices were clear and I could now breathe without restriction.