The Stilinski twin | Aiden

'All we want is her' | chapter twenty four

The room was sent spiralling into a tornado of fragmented words of panic and discontent. Jennifer stood in the middle of it all, reassuring the new supposed true alpha.

Haley couldn't help but think of her life before the night the kanima tried to kill her.
That night she found out everything. That night was a blissful breeze compared to the havoc of a hurricane she had to endure with the alphas.

A plan began to form and although haley was adamant after the night her and her family would retract their very human nails out of the supernatural world, she would go down screaming.

"Get to the last ambulance, we can get out of here." Scott finished his proposal, ignoring the male stilinskis plea's to save Mellissa.

Derek snorted, this kid was going to become a true alpha. This child was going to take his spot as leader.

"The twins aren't just going to let us Walk out." Derek replied, his hands clamping down on each other as his gaze dragged back to his little sister, wrapped in Haley's arms.
The brunnettes head shot up.

"I'll distract them." Haley announced, loose strands flailing around as she huffed out each word. Each conscious head snapped toward her, all had forgotten she was there.
Stiles was sceptical.
Scott was shocked.
Derek was depressed, like always.
And peter, he was pleased Haley had finally brought up a good idea.

"No." stiles, Scott, and Derek retorted in unison, each one demanding. Haley carefully placed coras head on the floor under some sheets and rose to her feet.

"Why not, she's the only one they refuse to hurt. Did she get attacked in the mall? Or the hostel? Or out of curiosity, earlier tonight? Because she seems like the perfect candidate to me." Peter informed the group, smiling at the girl as if they were both on the same wave length.
Neurotic nonetheless.

"She can't fight them." Stiles yelled at the psychotic werewolf, his eyes shooting daggers at the grandfather in the corner. Haley sighed as she pulled at the hangnail on one off her fingers.

"I won't have to. And if I do, write me a great eulogy." Haley shot back, her gaze snapping up to her brother as he called her defenceless. Scott pulled his hand down his face, dragging his skin along with him. He couldn't be an alpha to any group, let alone bickering twins who always want to out power the other.

"I think it's a great idea." Jennifer chimed as she smiled innocently at her ex lover. Her eyes were as round as saucers and her cheeks were all rosy and pink.

"Shut up Jennifer." Derek hollered, watching her expression drop and her lips quiver.

Haley slipped to the doorway, sliding the operation table out of the way as the sexually frustrated adults shouted.

"We'll tag team it. Think of a better plan, tag me out." Haley told the group as she pushed the door open and mouthed a bye to her brother.
She had a habit of doing that, a nervous tick to make sure everything was finished.

Stiles was down right infuriated, yet knew the only way he could stop his sister was by forming a better plan.

His eyes landed on the drug cabinet.

*****

Haley ran down the corridor, the sound of her feet colliding with the cold floor blatant enough for the twins to hear.
She turned a corner and her feet immediately slid to a stop.

She wasn't expecting the pounding in her chest to become rampant as soon as she saw them. She wasn't even expecting the pit of her stomach to swell as soon as the scent of dog and arrogance hit her nose.