Into the Flames → Liam Dunbar [2]

Chapter Four

"I told you he was up to something."

"We just spent three hours watching him playing video games in his bedroom. He better be covering up a mass murder," Addy snapped. They had followed Theo home, and all evening he played video games, which she had to admit he was pretty good at. It wasn't how she planned to spend her day. She wanted to spend as much time as she could with Brayden before he left. It was another day wasted now.

Theo had left his home and drove to the middle of the woods. It did look pretty sketchy, him just sneaking off to the woods in the middle of the night. He hopped out of his vehicle and grabbed something from the trunk before going deeper into the preserve.

"Let's find out." Stiles told them. The three of them followed behind Theo, making sure that they weren't close enough that he could hear them, even with his werewolf senses.  Liam had his scent locked so they followed a far ways back so Theo couldn't catch their scent. They walked hand in hand, Stiles trailing behind a few steps. Although they were supposed to be leading the way, he itched to jump ahead because of the slow pace they moved at.

"You still got his scent?"

"Don't need it." Theo's foot prints were in the mud, easily leading the path to where he was going. Even Addy could've tracked him down. Liam stopped suddenly, making Stiles turn back wondering why there was a lack of teenagers following behind him. Addy ran into his back and let out a strangled cry as she almost fell over. 

"What? What's wrong?"

"I forgot, I was supposed to meet Mason at the school gym." They were going to work out together. They had offered if Addy wanted to join. She had declined, still wanting to hang out with her brother. His time before college was limiting and she didn't want to waste a moment of it.

"Okay, why didn't you just tell him?"

"Tell him what?" Liam exclaimed. What excuse could he give to Mason so it didn't sound like he was rejecting him? He wasn't, but his priorities of possibly finding the bad guy were ahead of working out. And he couldn't exactly tell him that they were stalking a werewolf in the middle of the woods at night either. 

"Anything," Stiles replied, confused. He gestured around to prove that literally anything would have worked. They were stalking a possible psychopath in the woods. Anything would have done. It was supernatural business, they could say anything and it would take priority over going to the gym

"I can't just tell him anything."

"Why not?"

"Because I haven't..." Liam threw his arms up in the air, defeated. It had been months and he still couldn't manage a real conversation to Mason. He was scared to, they both were. They lived a whole second life that the people closesest to them didn't even know about - telling them wasn't easy. 

Addy sighed and finished for him. "He hasn't told him everything. I haven't told Brayden yet either." There it was again. That stupid topic that constantly stayed on her mind. She wanted nothing more than to tell her family. It was eating her alive not telling them, but it wasn't easy to tell them.

"Still? We said it was okay."

"Yeah, I know, but it's not that easy. It-it's a lot to accept." Liam stuffed his hands in his pockets. It was cold out. The moon was up, providing a little amount of light. Addy grabbed his hand again, which instantly heated him up. Her warm glow was always present, even on the cold nights.

"He watched my dad blow up a berserker with a land mine. I think the groundwork's been thoroughly laid for acceptance."

"What about me?" Addy raised an eyerbrow. Brayden knew nothing about what was going on in his home town. As far as he knew, Addy was doing regular teenage stuff that she didn't want her family to know about when she was hanging out with her friends. It was the truth for over the summer, but she couldn't same the same for the rest of the time.