Chapter Eight:

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Their First Full Moon

Another typical boring day from school. I stared at my phone and noticed the moon widget. My eyes widened when it said: Full Moon.

"Oh no." I whispered under my breath.

I shoved my phone back in my back pocket and walked home. I needed to inform Erica, who's currently with Aiden. I quickly dialed her number and she quickly answered too.

"Erica."

"Well, hello to you too."

"This is not the time of being a sarcastic bitch."

"Okay, fine. What is it?"

"Erica, it's full moon today."

"And...?"

"Are you dumb or what? We don't even know how to control ourselves yet."

"Oh, shit. Yeah, okay. I'll call Derek." Then, she hung up on me.

As I was walking home, my phone went off. I was too busy, or too lazy to look at the caller's name, so I quickly answered.

"Hello?"

"Ellie, come here at the warehouse. Now." Derek hung up quickly.

Was he serious? I'm not even half way home yet! Ugh! Whatever, I walked to the warehouse slowly. My phone went off again, but this time, it was only a text.

Walk slower and I'll break every bone you have. -Derek

I groaned and literally run to the warehouse. I got there, not even breathless. Perks of being a werewolf, darling.

"I'm here." I looked around and there they were, in the corner.

"You finally came."

"Shut up, Stilinski." He rolled his eyes as I walked to them.

"I'm going to tie you up right now."

"But it's only 3:16 p.m.?" I chirped in.

"Shut up, Reyes." I gave another glare at Isaac.

"Stop." I rolled my eyes at Isaac and looked at Scott. I gave him a 'he started it' look and he gave me a 'whatever' look. I rolled my eyes again and I swear, I could feel they're going to fall.

I heard Erica scream. Loud. I turned to her and there's a... whatever metal thing was that on her head, being adjusted by Derek. Erica's eyes were now golden yellow and she grew her fangs. After the screaming, she immediately passed out.

"Is she alright?" I asked Derek and he just nodded.

"Newbie." Isaac muttered behind me.

"Would you shut up?" I whispered carefully to him, looking over at Scott. If he noticed again, I'm dead. He just rolled his eyes and looked away.

When I looked at Erica, she was tied up with even more big chains. She was still unconcious. I looked at Derek who was-

"Woah, woah, woah. What are you doing?"

"You need to put this on." Derek walked closer to me with the circle metal thingy, ready to put it on my head.

"Don't you dare." I walked backwards.

"Put this on. Now." I stopped and groaned.

"Fine!" I screamed and he put it over my head. "I don't think this is actually painfu- aaah!" I felt an electric feeling on my head.

I could feel my fangs growing and my vision became red. I tried putting away the thing on my head, but the chains that Boyd put around my wrists were too tight. I screamed louder when the electric feeling became even stronger. I felt really weak, then my vision became black.

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I was chained on a chair. I looked around and saw Erica and the others were tied like me too. I feel hungry and all I want was to be free to run in the woods and hunt. I tried letting my hands go, but the chains were really heavy and tight. A growl escaped my mouth and I tried again, but nothing happened. I growled louder and wiggled my hands and at last, the chains broke.

I tried to stand up, but there was something blocking my head. I gripped on the big metal on my head, but it was no use. I let out an angry growl and gripped on the metal real tight and it finally broke. I looked down on my feet and just as I was expecting, I saw bigger chains wrapped around my ankles. I gripped on the chains and tried to tore them apart, but they didn't. I gripped on the chains tighter and completely tore them apart.

I tried to walk outside, but I was tackled on the floor. Derek was transformed like I was and he was damn strong. I held tight on his hand that's wrapped around my neck, but he didn't budge. Only, he tightened his grip more on my neck. I let out a loud growl and tried to stand up, but Derek threw me on a wall. My back hit the wall hard, so I struggled on coming back up. Before I could stand up again, Derek picked me up and threw me again on a wall, this time with a lot more force. My head hit the wall and I remembered letting out my loudest groan, then I passed out.

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super little Isllie moment.. sorry, not sorry. lol

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