The Wolf Trials (Sequel to The Wolf Runner)

Chapter 12

Lydia's PoV

"STILES!" I suddenly start to scream, all of the voices in my head screaming in unison with me.

"Lydia! Lydia! Snap out of it!" Malia shouts at me, snapping me out of my daze as she shakes me a few times.

"Stiles. We need to help him," I murmur, just loud enough for Malia to hear me.

"I know, we will I promise but you have to tell us what's wrong," she replies with a small hint of softness in her voice, something you rarely ever hear from her.

"It's like the same thing that happened back in WICKED but the voices were much louder," I explain while shakily getting up.
Malia just simply nods, an unreadable expression covers her face for less than a second before it disappears.

"Let's go," Derek says quickly as he leads our group over to where Newt and Minho are standing.

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Derek's PoV

I quickly lead the group over to where Newt and Minho are standing (I still don't trust them).

"Lead us to Scott and Stiles," I say in a scarily calm tone which I have managed to master.
In response the both look at each other, seeming to have a silent conversation.

"Well are you going to take us to him or am I going to have to rip someone's throat out," I say, this time in a more threatening tone. Saying that I was going to rip someone's throat out was always my favourite catchphrase.

"This way," Minho says while rolling his eyes in a really irritating way and running ahead with Newt (seriously though, who calls someone that? Even if it's just a nickname!).

Just as we run round the corner I finally get a glimpse of Stiles. He was lying on the ground with so much blood around him that it had started to look black. Scott and Geena were leaning over him, frantically trying to stop the blood.

"Shit, it wasn't this bad when we left," Newt murmured to Minho.

We quickly run over to him. As I get a closer look I see Scott holding Stiles' head carefully to the side, trying to take away as much pain as he can while Geena holds a pice of cloth to one of the more serious wounds which seems to be on the side of his head. The cloth was already turning crimson red so it was hard to tell what colour it had been before.

Quickly I run over to the other side of Stiles. While kneeling down on next to him I carefully put my hand on his arm, helping Scott take the pain. As soon as I'm on the ground Isaac, Malia, Liam and Hayden are all by my side, sharing the pain.

I quickly do a head count, making sure everyone's there. My eyes eventually lands on Lydia who is standing creepily still, her eyes emotionless and empty. Slowly she closes her eyes and tilts her head back. Opening her mouth she murmurs a few words which I think are in Latin over and over again. In a matter of seconds she's chanting the words so fast that they all seem to merge together. Making a noise that sounds like "Run".

"Lydia! Stop!" I yell at her, trying to snap her out of whatever she was doing.

"Derek, are you okay?" Isaac asks while shaking me by the shoulder with is one free hand.

"Yeah but I don't think Lydia is," I shout over her chanting.

"What are you talking about? She's right over there," Isaac answers, a look of concern clear in his eyes.
As soon as he says that I realise that the chanting has stopped. Looking over to where she was last standing I see no one. Quickly I scan the area, my eye catching her eventually sitting next to Geena, helping fix up Stiles wounds.

I'm really sorry I haven't updated but I wasn't really sure how to continue the book do a while. I might update in a few days as I have a long buss ride to look forward to (yey!). I hope you enjoyed the chapter, sorry it's so short. I will try and make the next chapters longer.

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