Believe it or not

Part title

(Based off 1x11 "Formality")

Narrators PoV

Allison stood exactly where she was. She didn't blink, she didn't breath. But she was ready to talk and get the answers she wanted.

"What are you doing to him? Is that going to kill him?" She asked her aunt, still not taking her eyes off of the shallowly breathing man.

"Oh come on, kiddo, don't get all ethical on me now." Kate answered cynically.

"What is he?" Allison asked, ignoring her aunt. She heard Kate's footsteps until she was standing right next to her.

"Shape-shifter, Lycan, werewolf. To me he's just another dumb animal." Kate took a deep breath before continuing, "Come here."

She motioned to her niece who obeyed, "See these right here? These are canines, also known as fangs. Made for the tearing and rending of flesh. Not something you'd find on this cute little leaf- eating herbivores, is it?"

"This is a joke to you?" Allison shook her head at her aunt, confused and mad.

"Sweetheart, there are werewolves running around in the world. Everything's a joke to me. How else do you think I stay sane?"

Allison stared at her aunt for a long time before continuing her long chain of questions.

"So- it was him at the school and all the other animal attacks?"

Before Kate answered, she finally turned to look at Allison. When she looked in Allison's eyes, she saw strength.

"There's actually three of them- another younger one like him called a Beta, and then there's the Alpha. Alpha's the pack leader- bigger, stronger, nastier."

Allison laughed and shook her head, "When were they gonna tell me?" She asked, referring to her father.

"They still haven't decided if they're gonna tell you." Kate sat down.

"Why?" Allison yelled out of frustration. Kate explained a lot more to Allison, especially how right now she has to pretend she doesn't know. She told Allison to just continue going to school and being a normal teenager, which seemed ridiculous to Allison. But it also made sense, she knew everything now. And when the time was right, she's going to do something about it.

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Alex's pov

With the formal coming up soon, i found myself standing in the dress section of Macy's.

I didn't have a date; but i wasn't going to let my werewolf brother, an evil alpha, or my feelings for some sarcastic boy keep me from enjoying my high school experience.

I was holding two in my hand, one of them tight black with a low cut back . And the other, a simple navy blue, with straps that crossed in the back.

I was eyeing the two back and forth, trying to decide which one i wanted to try on first.

Then i heard an all too familiar voice, causing me to roll my eyes. The one and only, Stiles Stilinski.

"Oh- okay, so are you just gonna- try these on right now? Is this a 24 hour Macy's?"

I peeked my head around the rack i was standing behind, to see Lydia Martin stacking piles of dresses on top of Stiles' outstretched arms.

Of course, I thought. I quickly hid back behind the metal rack as Lydia stormed past me towards the dressing rooms, Stiles following closely behind.