An Uneasy Accord

Chapter 68 - Expect the Expected

The big game was only two days away.

The team had a chance to reach state if they could win at home. And for Jackson it meant a chance to prove himself to Coach; that he was the only captain on this team!

But this night found him sitting in the woods…Alone…..Drunk…

The high beams of the Porsche illuminated the tree with the can nailed in its side as Jackson dropped the empty tan bottle from his loosening fingers. He came here alone, a lot, when he needed to escape it all. The drive returned with a vengeance as McCall was now a co-captain. Jackson resented sharing the spotlight with Scott.

His abilities and talents are a LIE! He's not even human anymore!

But that wasn't all that consumed the teen with rage. Jackson had not seen Brooklyn in several days which only fueled his need to have her. Even Danny had taken notice of the changes in his best friend.

What's going on with you? Are you still upset over Scott being co-captain?

I'm fine…

I'm your best friend Jackson…

This is something you can't help me with…

He picked up his stick and ball then angrily hurled the ball towards the target. It missed the can, ricocheting off the side and into the thicket. Letting the anguish and hatred unleash in a fiery yell, Jackson propelled the bottle, watching the smooth tan shatter into shards of all shapes and sizes. He didn't care if anyone heard him, in fact he hoped whatever was out there would appear through the trees and make him as Scott and Derek were.

"COME ON!"

The shaken outline collapsed on the ground, falling upon hands and knees. What did he have to do to impress those around him? To impress her?

It watched the teen melt down in the clearing, sensing how conflicted and torn he was. It had been weighing its options carefully the last few weeks. Perhaps this one was worthy enough to be part of the pack. The hunter had already been claimed by the beta some time ago. Now that it knew the identity of the other alpha, tracking down and killing him would be that easier.

The smaller alpha darted away, never once letting on that it was there, watching Jackson as continued treading the line between sanity and instability.

Brooklyn was curled around the toilet with her forehead pressed against the cool porcelain so hard it created a perfect imprint in her forehead.

"I don't think it was something I ate," she groaned to herself. The hunter ghosted a hand over her abs, finding the toned ripples greet her fingers. Brooklyn knew they had not used any protection during the full moon or any time they had slept together.

"So not the time for it," she knew if the Argents found out about this they would surely try to kill her.

Brooklyn closed her eyes and draped an arm across her midsection as the front door swung open.

"Hey Brook ya home?" Stiles arrived with one bag from the pharmacy and another with hot greasy burgers and fries. The teen had earned more than a few curious stares as he had stopped in the aisle and grabbed the box off the shelf. Stiles knew some of them would gossip as they were like cackling hens while some snickered and whispered in hushed tones.

I'm not that lucky…..

Still he did it because Brooklyn was his friend and she was in no shape to drive anywhere, let alone show her face around town. A photo of the hunter had been found courtesy of the State of Arizona which now resided with a police sketch of Derek Hale.