The Wolf Trials (Sequel to The Wolf Runner)

Chapter 11

Double Update!!!!

Alice's PoV

Slowly I started to follow the scent, causing everyone to trip over each other in anticipation. Cautiously I looked around my self every few minutes because of the strange scent I had picked up that was with Stiles and Scott.

"Can you smell anything yet?" I hear Lydia ask the rest of the supernatural beings.

"Not a thing," I could hear Malia sigh.

"How come can you smell them?" Harden asks while walking next to me.

"I'm not sure," I reply lamely.

"Maybe when you were with WICKED they heightened your senses for some reason," Liam suggests.

"Sounds exactly like something they'd do," Elsie states with venom and hatred laced around her words.

"But we should still be able to catch scents," Malia protested.

"Maybe they did something to our powers!" Issac says suddenly, making everyone go silent at the thought.

"Maybe," I say while remembering all of the experiments I was put into as a kid and my early teenage years.

The scent was getting stronger and more bloodier. Soon we came to a clearing with two boys standing in front of a small house.

"There's a bomb in there," I mumble to my self, not knowing how to react.

Lydia must have heard me as she shouts, "Don't open that!"

"Why not?" Minho answers back sounding surprised.

"Because there's a bomb in there," Lydia says again but this time more tense, as if just saying the word would make it go off.

"How do you know?" Newt questioned, his British accent a bit thicker than I remember. My eyes quickly travel down to his forearm where I can see a large gash with lots of blood coming out.

"Because I can sense it," I answer, quickly pulling my eyes away from his wound.

"Come on, we need to get you guys looked at, you don't look to good. But first you have to take us to the rest," Elsie says in a sweet voice while walking up to them.
Quickly they share a look then nod.

"Now can you please lead us to Stiles and Scott," Derek asks calmly with what I think way be the slightest pice of concern.

Suddenly Lydia starts to scream loud enough that it could probably crack glass.

Quickly I turned around to where she was. She was kneeling on the dusty ground with her hands up at her ears, still screaming.
Suddenly I realised that it wasn't just a scream. She was screaming a name. Stiles.

Sorry if these chapters have been really short but I hope you enjoyed it.
Also does anyone else here read Percy Jackson or the mortal instruments?
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