Chapter 70 - Game Day

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The big game was finally here.

Stiles was nervous as he was on first string and his dad would be there watching him play. Scott was antsy for other reasons. He knew Allison would be there along with her father and Kate. This was his chance to try and win her back.

But Brooklyn and Derek had other ideas.

"You want me to do what?"

"Keep an eye on Jackson," Derek stood on the porch of his house. "Make sure he doesn't do anything that will expose us during that game."

"We'll be too busy chasing the ball and worry about Coach breathing down our necks! How do you expect me to watch Jackson?"

"You're a smart boy, you'll figure it out," Brooklyn flashed a sarcastic smile.

"But what about the Alpha?"

"Leave him to us," Derek interrupted with no room for argument.

"I'm not promising miracles," Scott huffed.

"Wouldn't expect anything less," Brooklyn rolled her eyes. Scott was about to say something but paused as he detected a new scent in the air. A new scent that was coming from the hunter.

Derek frowned at the younger wolf as he sniffed the air then looked pointedly at Brooklyn.

"What?" Brooklyn darted her eyes between the two werewolves.

"What's wrong with Brooklyn? Why does she smell different?"

He doesn't know…..

"She's pregnant Scott," Derek snapped. "It happened during the full moon alright?"

"Oh….My….God…."

"And if you ask how that happened I'll kick your ass," she fisted her hands tightly in her jacket.

"Look Scott just keep Jackson in line," Derek repeated.

Scott ground his teeth as his nostrils flared in irritation. Brooklyn knew he loathed being told what to do by her and Derek but if he wanted to kill Peter and be human again he would have to start listening to them.

They watched him hop on his bike and race away towards the fields. Brooklyn shook her head as she turned to Derek.

"Go to the game," he looked over at her.

"Uh did you forget I'm wanted by every cop in the state? The sheriff is going to be at that game along with Argents. How exactly do you propose I stay incognito?"

"I've seen you pull it off," Derek took her face in his hands. "Besides someone has to keep an eye on Scott. You know he won't do what he's told but you can keep him in line."

"How? He's gonna be playing. I won't be able to get close enough to him."

"Let him see you there," Derek explained. "He'll know we're serious about this."

"But what about Jackson? I mean he is totally obsessive like Alicia Silverstone in the Crush kind of obsessive. Have you seen what that crazed bitch does in that movie?"

"No," he shook his head, "But I'll take your word for it. Brooklyn, I trust your judgment okay?"

"Fine," she wasn't so sure about this but Derek had a point. Scott wasn't exactly open to listening when the words came from her or Derek. But with the hunters presence more than likely at the game she had to be stealthy and two steps ahead of them, especially with Tyhurst now in the picture.

"Brook," he slipped his hands from his pockets and placed them in hers, "I can't let Peter get near you again. At least at the game he won't show his face."

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