Perpetual

Chapter 10

The pack was gathered in an empty classroom before the game later that night which would be featuring La Bete. They were going over the plan to forfeit the game and prevent the Beast from killing anyone. Those of them on the lacrosse team were already dressed in their gear, even though they didn't plan to play.

"I take out the TV vans," Malia said, knowing her part already.

"Right before the whistle, Coach forfeits the game," Stiles said.

Stiles and Scott had gone to visit Coach in rehab. They had somehow managed to convince him to come back and forfeit the game.

"The rest of us are looking for a size ten with a bloody sole," Liam said.

Everyone nodded.

"Just out of curiosity," Malia started, "What if it doesn't work? What if we have to go up against this thing?"

Everyone glanced around nervously.

"I mean, I hate to bring up bad memories but Scott's still healing from what Theo did to him."

Tessa felt herself visibly cringe at the sound of Theo's name. She couldn't help it. Just because she had lost her memories from before she died, didn't mean the new ones she created with Theo and his pack didn't stay with her after she got the old ones back. She remembered everything she did. Everything she felt. And some of those feelings lingered despite her pushing them away.

Liam grabbed Tessa's hand comfortingly and she could see the rest of the pack sending her pitying glances.

"No, he's not," Kira countered Malia's statement.

Everyone looked at Scott.

"She's right." Scott pulled up his shirt so they could see the unmarked skin where Theo had impaled him with his claws. There wasn't even a scar. "It happened the night we got Lydia out of Eichen House, when we got Tessa back. I healed," he looked at each one of them, "When we were all together again. When we were a pack."

Tessa ran a finger over the area where her scar had been on her face. Sometimes she swore she could steel feel the raised skin where the injury had only partially healed. But then she would check again and it would be gone, just a figment if her imagination, a bad memory coming back to haunt her. She tried not to think about it much. She was just happy to be back among her friends and family. With her pack.

"The Beast doesn't have a pack," Tessa spoke up.

"Not like us," Scott agreed. "We can do this, guys. No one dies tonight."

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Liam and Tessa jogged onto the field beside Scott. Coach had refused to forfeit the game. Tessa knew something wasn't going to go right. Of course Coach had to be stubborn.

If someone would just tell him that there was a giant monster preparing to attack everyone maybe he would've forfeited the game. Tessa always swore that man knew something about the supernatural. But no, they didn't give him a legitimate reason and so the game was on.

"Okay. It's fine. Malia's still going to take out the wiring on the TV vans," Scott told them.

"Then we have an hour and a half to try and find someone with blood on their shoes," Liam added.

Tessa rolled her eyes. Great, because that would be easy to do while playing a lacrosse game.

"One person out of four hundred," she said, shrugging. "Should be perfectly easy."

Scott looked exasperated at her obvious sarcasm. "I think you've been spending too much time with Stiles."

Tessa chuckled before the three of them separated and went to their positions on the field.