Chapter 12
"No I'm not just leaving her here." Stiles states forcefully.
"You're both coming with me. You don't have a choice." Peter replies while wiping the blood off of his chin.
"Just kill me. Look, I don't care anymore." Stiles shouts. I look at Stiles in horror.
Peter won't kill him. I can see it, I don't know if he'll kill me, but I won't let him hurt Stiles.
Peter takes his hands which now have claws. He puts his claws on both me and Stiles chins and makes us move to a standing position.
"Call your friend. Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get." Peter reasons. Stiles pulls out his phone and calls Jackson.
After he finishes the phone call Peter walks away and we are forced to follow.
I look back at Lydia. Jackson please save her.
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We get into Stiles jeep and I sit in the back. At least Allison is safe. Stiles is worried about Lydia and is scared she is going to die so am I. I never though I could despise Peter as much as I do right now. I don't feel any pity for him anymore. How could someone want to just kill an innocent girl for nothing?
"Don't feel bad. If she lives, she'll become a werewolf. She'll be incredibly powerful." Peter states.
I roll my eyes. "Yeah. I could do without the whole if part. I would prefer 'if' it was a definite yes she will live." I snap tartly.
"And once month she will also go out of her freaking mind and try to kill me." Stiles adds.
"Well, actually, considering she's a woman twice a month." Peter replies.
Stiles just looks at Peter with his mouth open. "Really? A pms joke." I ask annoyed.
I look at Peter who is not paying attention to me. I slowly inch my hand closer to my boot.
"I wouldn't do that if I was you Emily." Peter states and I put my hands back in my lap but glare at Peter's head. I could still reach for my other knife but he would still be able to catch me.
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We pull into a parking garage at the hospital and Peter yanks Stiles out of the jeep and I follow.
"Whose car is this?" I ask.
"It belonged to my nurse."
"What happened to your..." I'm cut off. Peter opened up the trunk and there was his nurse not alive and it looked like she had claws. Was she a werewolf too? I let out a gasp.
"Oh my God!" Stiles and I yell.
"I got better." Peter states nonchalantly then grabs the laptop bag and hands it to Stiles and shuts the trunk.
"You're not going to get any signal down here." I point out. Peter glares at me he then hands a small square to Stiles.
"Oh MIFI. And you're a Mac guy." Stiles comments sarcasm in his voice.
"Does that go for all werewolves or is that just a personal preference?" I ask sarcastically. Peter gives us both a glare.
"Turn it on. Get connected." Peter orders to Stiles.
"You know, you're really killing the whole werewolf mystique thing here. Look, you still need Scott's username and password, and I'm sorry, but I don't know them and neither does Emily." Stiles says.
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