Haven. || teen wolf [1]

seventeen: a true alpha

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"This way," Ms. Blake demanded shoving me further down the hallway and around another corner.

I then began to hear voices of Scott and Stiles, and I knew we would barge into the room at any moment.

Her arm was latched around my waistline, making it easier for her to keep me tight in her grasp. I felt like a rag doll in her hands as she easily carried me down the hall quickly. The knife was right below my chin, the blade aimed right at my neck. If I fought back she would kill me, without a second to hesitate. There was no way I could fight to get myself out of this.

"What about El?"

"We have to do something about Cora first, she's dying. There has to be a way to save her."

Ms. Blake kicked the door open, the knife still closely pressed against my neck. Her sudden movement caused the blade to touch my throat and I cringed at the cool metal, my face showing panic.

"You can't. Only I can. I can save her, and I can tell you where Sheriff Stilinski is. But there's a pack of Alphas in the hospital who want me dead. And wouldn't it be fun to use Elaine's power to kill them?" She taunted.

Stiles was quick to act, lunging his body toward her, but Scott quickly pulled him back noticing the applied pressure from the knife that was on my neck. They both looked alarmed, knowing that she could kill me at any second.

"I will help you," Ms. Blake said shifting her eyes between all of us, "But only when I'm out of here and safe. Only then."

"Let Elaine go," Scott growled.

"She was trying to get out!" Derek yelled pointing an accusing finger at Ms. Blake and looking back Scott, "We can't trust her."

"I was only trying to keep from getting killed!" She argued, "You can't blame me for that!"

Stiles then walked toward us again, this time slowly, and said, "If you wanna show you're one of the good guys, then let Elaine go and heal Cora." He gestured toward Cora who was still drifting in and out of consciousness.

"Not until I'm safe."

"I'd like to volunteer a different method of persuasion," Peter hissed, "Let's torture her."

Derek nodded with no hesitation, "Works for me!"

Scott tightened his grip on Derek's arm, muttering in his ear, "Not when she has Elaine at knife point."

The intercom began to make an extremely unbearable static noise before a voice spoke, "Um...c-can I have your attention?"

Scott's face immediately flashed with panic and fear while he listened carefully to his mom's voice on the intercom.

"Mr. Deucalion...excuse me, just Deucalion requests you bring the woman calling herself Jennifer Blake to the E.R. reception. Do this, and everyone else can leave. You have ten minutes."

"He's not gonna hurt her," Ms. Blake said sounding sure of herself.

"Shut up!" Derek ordered, pointing his finger directly toward Ms. Blake.

"He won't!" Ms. Blake continued to argue, "Scott, you know why. Tell them it's true."

"Scott, what is she talking about? What's true?" Stiles asked turning toward Scott.

"Yeah, what does she mean?" Derek also question turning to face Scott.

Ms. Blake let out a heavy sigh, "You're not the only one he wants in his pack, Derek. Deucalion doesn't just want an alpha pack. He wants perfection. That means adding the rarest of alphas to his ranks."