Our Little Secret- Scalia [ COMPLETE]

Stiles PoV

As soon as we hear Scotts roar, Lydia and I run to the library. It seems empty, there is a person-sized smash in the window and Scott is on his knees crying in front of it. Lydia and I run over to him and I grab him and pull him to his feet. "Scott! Hey!" I yell panicked, "What happen-"

"She took her," he stutters,

"Who?"

"Kate," he looks up, showing his angry glowing eyes,

"Kate?" I repeat, raising my eyebrows, "Jesus when will that bitch die,"

"We had just made up and Kate just took her," he cries,

"It's okay Scott," Lydia hugs him, "we'll get her back," she murmurs into his shoulder,

"Where would Kate take her?"

"Somewhere secretive, somewhere only she knows about..."

Lydia let's go of Scott and he stands up, staring out the window, "the hale volt," he states,

In a flash, we run down to the basement of the school we get to the volt and Scott gets out his claws to open the door, it's not working. Scott presses his ear to the door to use his werewolf hearing, "she's in there," he mutters angrily, "KATE WE KNOW ITS YOUR LET US IN!" Scott roars, "or I swear to God I will smash through this wall and kill you," he yells,

The door opens slowly, Kate is smirking, "well come on in," Scott tries to attack her but I hold him back,

"Where is she," he growls without blinking,

"She's just over there," she chuckles, pointing, we all follow her finger with our eyes and are lead to Malia chained down to a seat. She doesn't look hurt, she has wolfsbane or something in her system, stopping her from moving.

She looks exhausted, there is an familiar man standing next to her, with his hand on her shoulder. He is wearing a black v neck and he is smirking with his arms folded... Peter...

Peter has tried to kill so many times I couldn't count on both hands, he is also Malia's biological father, so he has technically kidnapped his own daughter, that is so messed up.

"Of course your behind this," Scott doesn't even sound surprised, "what the hell do you want with Malia?" He snaps, his eyes glowing,

He raises his eyebrows and looks over at Kate with that stupid smirk on his face, Kate chuckles, "I want her..." he takes a step forward, "in my pack..."

"Your pack?" We all echo, mortified,

"My pack," he repeats. As if waiting for their cue, two boys walk out of the shadows, both their eyes glowing blue. Isaac Lahey and Jackson Whittemore. No fucking way.

There is a minute of silence where we just stare at them in disbelief, "What are you doing in Peters pack?" Lydia finally says,

Jackson looks over at Isaac, "we weren't gonna spend our lives as omegas and Peter isn't as bad as you think," Isaac shrugs,

"We are still talking about the homicidal psychopath Peter Hale, right?"

"You see I want a werecoyote in my pack," Peter states, "and who better than my own daughter?" He points over at Malia, who although is weakened, still manages to roll her eyes,

"No chance!" Her voice cracks, "Scott get me out of here!"

Scott immediately darts towards her but Peter grabs him, "take one more step and it'll be your last step," he hisses angrily,

Scott takes a step back and tilts his head with rage, "she is with us now," Jackson says,

"Scott, Stiles cover your ears," Lydia whispers, we obey and she screams, she screams so loudly that everyone, accept Stiles and I, go flying backwards and are knocked unconscious on the group, Malia's hands are tied so she couldn't cover her ears, her ears are bleeding but she is still slightly conscious. "Now get Malia out of here," she says.