Scott's pov
I took her to the hospital. Mom helped her, and I was sent away. She told me I could visit her but only me.
I went Inside and I saw Malia, she looked horrible. You could see her tear stains, her hair was a mess, and she tubes coming out of her.
I went by her side and held her hand.
"You are never gonna be alone" I whispered into her ear.
"It's gonna be alright"
I then stood up.
All of a suddenly I can her move a little. I look back at her. She trying to say something.
"Thank you," she says in a hushed tone. I smiled and she closed her eyes.
Once I was outside mom called me over.
"Scott, Malia's in trouble," she said, "the bullet we took out of her isn't the regular wolfsbane bullets, it looks more complicated" I took the bullet from her.
"I've never seen anything like this" I looked at it for a couple of minutes before heading off to Deaton's.
"Take care of her," I say before going out.
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I give Deaton the bullet and he examines it.
"I've seen this before," he said
"What is it?"
"It's a bullet used to kill werecoyotes. I while back there was a pack of werecoyotes, they were hated. They were hated so much that a group of men made bullets made to kill them within 10 hours. Once it's in their bodies it can't be stopped. When the men attacked them only one coyote was left. He later made an injection to stop it. I think he still might be alive"
"Do you know his name?"
"Actually, I believe his name was Aliyah"
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Silence
FanfictionMalia Tate. A beautiful young girl. She can be stubborn at times, but she is caring when it comes to the people she loves. She has great friends. A great boyfriend. A great father. A great action filled life. But there is one thing about her that n...