The Wolf Trials (Sequel to The Wolf Runner)

Chapter 8

Geena's POV (new POV!)

I run ahead, finding my way to my den through instinct and my heightened senses.
Every minute or so I'd slow down and look over my shoulder to make sure that they were following me.
Soon I reach my den. "Over here!" I shout as I gesture them over to a small shack which looks as if it's on its last legs.

"Well I'm impressed," the Asian guy says sarcastically while rolling his eyes.
"Minho!" The blonde guys says under his breath while gritting his teeth and elbowing him lightly in the side. I just roll my eyes back at him and open the done in wooden door with a squeak.

"I know it's not much but at least we'll have some shelter and some sort of protection," I say while they all walk in as I quickly check outside to make sure that nothing was there.

"Yeah, because this old shack is totally going to protect us from WICKED," the Asian guy, who I had learned was called Minho, said sarcastically. Again.

"Well it's better then what you could find us," I shoot back with just as much sass as him.

"Well me and Newt," he says will gesturing to the blonde guy, "woke up in a pretty good house, and there were lots like it."

At that I laugh lightly under my breath and roll my eye. "Those houses were practically scattered with detecting bombs."

"What are those?" Newt asks looking partly worried and partly intrigued.

"They are these crazy bombs that WICKED invented which blow up if it senses a human or someone supernaturals body heat, I'm guessing that they littered those houses with them. Just be grateful that you and your annoyingly sassy friend didn't set one off," I explain.

"That makes sense," I hear the boy with brown scruffy hair mumble under his breath.
"What?" Newt asks while looking worriedly at him.

"The house that I woke up in, I think I must have gotten close to one of those bombs because there was some type of explanation," he explains while looking in my direction, waiting on a reaction, "oh, I'm Stiles by the way," he adds in.

"Geena," I reply, "and are you sure it was one of those bombs?" I ask, sounding slightly demanding.

"Yeah, I'm positive," he answers back, "what else could it be?"

"Well it's just no ones ever survived one , there really powerful," I explain when suddenly a realisation hits me, "unless... we're you in the first trials?"

"Yeah..." he answers cautiously.

"Was your name Thomas?" I ask, suddenly getting excited. If he was Thomas, as in the final candidate then I might just be able to survive this set of trials.

"Yeah... but what's that to you?" He replies again with caution but also with a questioning tone.

Suddenly, surprising my self and them I let out a laugh. "This is great! They didn't kill you because they need you to survive as long as you can in the trials. That means the we might all survive!"
As soon as I say that all of there faces light up.

"So well all get out of her as long as we stick with Tommy," Newt asks, a small bit of hope vivid in his eyes.

"Well no, they want to see how long he survives. That means that he could die any second and then they'd either end the trials or find another candidate," I explain sadly as I watch all of the hope drain from them. "But we do have a bit more chance of surviving," I add, trying to make our current situation better then it actually is.

"Geena, do you smell that?" Scott suddenly asks me as I realise that he hasn't been standing with us.
I sniff at the air, trying to catch the scent that Scott is talking about. Suddenly I smell it, it's faint but it's there.

"Yeah I smell it, is that, wait... is that a warecoyote and a banshee?" I ask, still a bit disoriented since waking up.

"It'll be Malia and Lydia!" Thomas or Stiles, or what ever he want to be called exclaims.

"It's not just them... it's everyone! Other than Peter, Chris and Deaton." Scott answers excitedly.

"Your friends?" I ask curiously. They all  nod in agreement. I watch as hope slowly that's to fill them again.

"Scott, can you follow there scent?" Stiles asks him excitedly.

"Yeah, but if me and Geena work together then we can probably find them quickly," he says while looking at me an answer.

"Sure," I say, "let's get to work."

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