The Other Hale | Teen Wolf

Venomous

Aria's POV

"Scott, trust me if I knew. I'd tell you." I spoke to him.

We were speaking about Derek. We knew that he had suspicions of who the Kanima is, and Scott thinks I know.

"I know he's up to something. He's been too quiet." Scott replied.

"Yeah, I know that too. He stopped calling and texting me yesterday. I've had nothing from him." I nodded in agreement.

As Scott was about to reply Stiles came running into the room and sat behind Scott and spilled new information.

"I just spoke to my dad who just spoke to Jackson and I've got really horrible, really terrible, very, very, very, bad news."

"Shh man! I think I already know!" Scott shushed him, motioning to someone sat in front of me. There he was. Isaac. Jackson had changed his statement about his dad's murder.

"Oh shit." I mumbled, knowing I could easily be heard.

I looked back at Stiles and he looked at me. He stared at me for a moment making my heart pick up and that's when Scott turned around.

He heard it.

He cocked his head ever so slightly to the side as if to ask what that was. I shrugged at him and looked at Isaac. But I could still feel his stare on me.

We sat anxiously through the lesson and waited for Isaac to leave before we broke into conversation about the Kanima.

"So, did you find anything?" I asked Stiles. He'd been assigned to research the thing.

"We found one thing on the Kanima and that is that it's a were jaguar from South America that goes after murderers." Stiles spoke.

"That thing wasn't a jaguar." Scott spoke and I nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, and I'm not a murderer." Stiles added.

"But it didn't kill us Stiles. Only the mechanic, it still had a chance to kill you as well." I reasoned.

"True."

"If you did see it kill somebody, which is probably why it tried to kill you, and it's still trying to kill you and it probably won't stop until you're dead." Scott spoke, quickly.

About halfway through that me and Stiles stopped and looked at him in a angry awe. That's a real vote of confidence.

"You know sometimes I begin to question this friendship!" Stiles quoted.

"Thanks Scott! Great to know!" I called after him, me and Stiles caught up to him.

The bell went and we all went into Econ. Scott and Stiles sat together and I sat behind Stiles. Opening my book I scanned my eyes quickly over the page looking for the correct topic when Jackson spoke up. He was sat next to me.

"Hey, testicle left and right." He snapped. Scott and Stiles both lifted their heads at the same time. I glared harshly at Jackson.

"What the hell is a Kanima?" He asked and I looked at him, completely shocked. Just as I was about to respond, Coach slammed his hat down on the desk and started.

"Okay, listen up. Some of you, like McCall, might want to start your own study groups, because tomorrow's mid term is so profoundly difficult. I'm not even too sure I could pass it." Coach laughed in his own sick humour.

"Okay, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question. Who's got it huh?" Coach scanned around the class choosing a volunteer. "Come on, let's go buddy."