Night Of The Hunter // TeenWolf

Storms And Their Names

Alice:

"I, well you see..." I pause, nervously rubbing the back of my neck. Come on, you've gone against supernatural beasts that can rip you apart without any hesitation.

"She's in charge now." We both jump in fright as the bedroom door swings open. I send a glare my grandfather's way before turning to face Allison again. Great he just had to literally burst in here and throw everything out there.

"Please tell me I heard wrong Alice." She pleas, the hurt evident in her voice. My silence answers her question making her angrily storm over to her window. "How could you." She starts off quietly.

"You were suppose to be the only one to never lie to me." She continues, as she looks out her window. Oh this is so not going anywhere where I was hoping it would go. I had planned out this whole scenario where I would tell her and she wouldn't bite my head off or hate me after I explained everything.

Sighing I look towards the door where my grandpa is still at. "Gramps do you mind leaving us alone for a few minutes." He nods in response before leaving, closing the door behind him.

"How long?" She asks, as the door clicks shut.

"What?" I question, unsure of exactly what she's asking me.

"How long have you known." She snaps.

"I've been a hunter since I was ten. I found out when I was nine." I explain, truthfully. "And now I'm in charge of the hunters, so I wanted to come clean and tell you everything." I confess, looking at the back of her head as she continues to glare out the window.

She turns around meeting my eyes, hers look angry, irritated, but worst of all betrayed all at once. "You've known all our life and yet you never told me."

"I couldn't, Al. Dad and especially mom made it clear that I wasn't allowed." I answer. "Look I known I might be the last person on earth that you even want to look at right now, but we need to pull through this together." I stand off the bed and head over to her side.

She crosses her arms, turning to angrily glare out the window once again. "I actually found out by accident, but when I did I had to leave whatever normal life I ever planned on having behind." I admit. She continues to act like she's ignoring me but I know she's listening.

"You don't have to forgive me or even like me right now. But I have a plan to avenge our mother's death." I walk over to the pile of blankets I brought in earlier. Sifting through them I continue. "Gerard told me mom wanted you to have this." Finding the sealed envelope, I stand up again.

She turns around, looking at my outstretched hand she takes the envelope out of it. "So, what do you have in mind?" She asks, trying to keep her curiosity at bay.

I'm not saying I'd ever do this too my sister, but I'm very skilled at manipulating people so I know her curiosity is going to win out her anger towards me right now.

"While I've been acting innocent, I've been getting close to someone." I smirk. Her eyebrow raises and I see the curiosity start to peak on her face even more. "The alpha." I brag, happy that the torture of having to be around him actually is paying off.

"So are you going to sleep with him now that he's killed our mom." She angrily retorts, looking at me in disgust. I don't blame her since I know Gerard told her what happened, or at the very least his version of it.

I shake my head and grin. "Nope. I'm going to make him pay for what he did to her. Especially since I basically have him believing that I'm some innocent little lamb."

"What are you going to do." She questions, a wicked grin spreading on her lips. I never planned on being the one to kill Derek when my grandpa told me to get close to him, but after he so graciously led my mother to her death, well it only seems fair that I make his life a living hell.