The Wolf's Scream (Teen Wolf Scott/Allison fanfiction)

Chapter 36

DEREK'S POV

So Chris Argent was out of hospital. He still looked pretty battered, but he was home.

"So, the symbol. What does the map mean? Scott and the others never really found out." "I don't know, but the Lykaios are a dangerous group. They stop at nothing to get what they desire. They've killed more than anyone. And they don't differentiate the good or the bad, they just kill."

MALIA'S POV

I've finally found someone as sarcastically depressing as I am!

And it's perfect.

It really is just great.

We get looks at school, but we don't care.

This is why the middle finger was created; to shoo away all the assholes.

"Good morning," I say, handing Cora a cup of coffee.

It wasn't actually morning but, coffee, morning, word association.

Cora frowns, checks her watch, then drinks some of the coffee, "It's not morning, I just had coffee and coffee is associated with morning so,"

She shrugs and takes my hand.

As we walk out of the halls, Cora stops dead in her tracks.

"What's wrong?" I ask her.

I follow her gaze to see her car.

Her now mutilated car.

She let's go of my hand and runs towards the car.

Along either side of the car are the words 'dyke' and 'homo', spray painted in a luminescent red.

Her hands turn to fists. I can see her eyes turning a bright bronze. I grab her arm and make her look at me, "It's not worth it. Calm down."

She squeezes her eyes shut and breathes heavily.

She grabs my other arm for support.

"It's okay, just breathe. We'll figure something out."

She opens her eyes and they're back to her beautiful shade of brown.

She forces a smile and opens the car door, slamming it once she's inside.

SCOTT'S POV

"So, you found a silver bullet outside your loft?" I ask Derek, frowning.

Lydia and Stiles are stood next to me, also frowning.

Derek nods, biting his thumb.

We were at Allison's house at the moment. Allison and her father were in the other room, talking.

"But it's not just any old silver bullet. It's engraved with a symbol, remember the Lykaios? Plus, when it's triggered, it shoots out wolf's bane, too." Derek adds, pointing at his bandaged arm.

He picks up the bullet with his gloved hand and shows it to me. He points at the symbol. It's a thunder bolt. "You see that symbol?" He asks me. I nod, and he begins again, "Well, that symbol represents the Lykaios. They're dangerous. They don't focus on good or bad. If you're abnormal to them, you're dead, for example, werewolves." He places the bullet carefully back onto the table, slipping the glove off afterwards.

"So, the... Lykaios? We don't know what the map means? This is the same group that hurt Isaac?" He nods, "The Lykaios, they don't care whether you haven't killed anyone, as long as you're a wolf, you're dead?" He nods again.

Stiles sits on the couch and brushes his hand through his hair, "Wow." He says, crossing his arms over his chest, "Beacon Hills just keeps coming back to bite us in the ass."

"Tell me about it." Derek and I say in unison.

AIDEN'S POV

I so did not turn a girl gay.

I did not do that.

There is no way I could have- but what if I did?

I can't be known as the guy who turned Cora Hale gay!

Goddamnit.