8|The Alpha

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"Aura," I hear a familiar voice. "Aura, wake up."

I open my eyes. The light in the room is off. I look around. I'm in a hospital room. I can't hear anything. It's like the hospital is completely empty. I sit up slowly and look around. A figure zooms past me and I can hear voices. I can whispers. Calling my name.

"Hello?" I ask.

A woman appears in front of me. Dressed in a puffy, long-sleeved shirt, with a blue corset dress over it. She had on a navy blue cloak. A quiver filled with arrows. I stare at the woman. She looks exactly like Allison. Near her was cloaked figure. I don't know if it's a man or a woman.

She has the weapon quite similar to Allison's doppelganger. The figure's eyes begin to glow, resembling moons, like mine. An arrow is shot at me. Just as it flies towards my face, I grab it. I look at my hand. Nothing.

No Allison. No creepy figure that had eyes like mine.

Absolutely nothing.

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I sit in the hospital bed flipping through channels on the TV. I've been here for a couple of days but they won't let anyone see me. After the night of the full moon, they said I had a 'break down'.

I push myself off the bed and look around the room. It was empty except for me of course. I take the IV out of my arm. The beeping monitor flat lines. I slowly get off the bed. A nurse walks in quickly and she cocks her head to the side.

"What are you doing out of bed?" She asks.

"A shower," I lie. "I want to shower."

"Well, get off your gown and I'll get you a new one."

My heart rate speeds up. I thank God I took off the IV when I did. I want to leave but how am I suppose to leave without clothes. She raise her eyebrows and crosses her arms over her chest slightly annoyed with my hesitation.

"I'm a nurse. I'm not going to hurt you."

I nod slightly and walk to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I slowly take off my clothing. I look for a towel and wrap it around my body.

I open the door and give her the gown. She takes it and leaves the room. I look around for something to wear the room. I notice a long red hoodie in the chair besides my bed. I quickly slip it on. The garment falls above my knees and the sleeves cover my hands.

It's soft and smells like lemon and sweat. The fact I inhale the scent once more. It's Stiles' sweater. How could he have possibly got in here without anybody noticing? Knowing him, he probably sneaked in when no one was around and I was asleep.

I open the window. I jump down and land crouching. I get up and race off into the woods. My bare feet hits the ground but they don't make a sound. Clumps of dirt collect under my feet. All you can hear is sound of the howling wind and my constant pants.

I dodge the trees and step over logs.I reach the old Hale house. I hear a low growl. I slowly walk up the steps.

"Derek. It's me," I say.

He peeks around the corner and walks over to me. He presses a hand to my face as he inspect my face. I stare at him with confusion written all over my face.

"You're okay," he says.

"What? What are you talking about?"

"I'm just saying you're okay," he lies. He gaze softens. "And I'm sorry."

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