Torrent (3)

The Ex-boyfriend and The Ex-alpha Twin

▸Capital Letters - Hailee Steinfeld

I glared at Monroe as she yanked the knife out. A small hiss followed short after. Monroe stared at the knife, twirling it around.

"Well, look at that, you bleed just like us."

"What did you expect? Gold blood?" I rolled my eyes. "Sorry, but someone else has that running through their veins."

"You don't need to hide behind sarcasm and sass, Ms. Vis." Monroe started.

"Who said I was hiding behind it? Oh, I'm sorry, are you actually being a counselor right now?" I spat back with narrowed eyes.

"No, I only help humans, which you defiantly don't fall under-"

"Then clearly, you need to go back to college because a demigod means I'm half human. Just like the rest of the supernaturals." I replied back with a smirk. Monroe glared at me, tightening her hold on the knife.

"It's okay to put on this façade that you're strong and don't depend on others-"

"You clearly haven't read my file." I interrupted.

"Fighting monster and being a supernatural must be tough. I mean, all you ever wanted to be was be human, right?" Monroe tilted her head with a small smile.

"And be oblivious like you? No thanks, I'll take my chance with Tartarus than be someone like you." I coolly replied. My former school counselor glared at me. A wave of content flooded through me from her reaction. "What? You thought you could analyze me and bring out a personal thought that I admitted would have me under your thumb? Sorry, but you've clearly haven't done this before."

"No, you're right." Monroe coyly smiled, walking backwards. "For one, I'll have practice. And two, I hope you enjoyed all the attention on you, you should be having roommates soon."

"Aww, you think I'm lonely? That's sweet."

Monroe glared at me.

"I'll see you tomorrow Nevah. I hope you like surprises."

And with that, she left. I groaned and leaned my head against the fence. My thoughts went straight to Stiles, Percy, and Peter. Hopefully they can figure out what's going on and send help to Scott.

Scott is going to need as much help as he can get if Monroe and Gerard are making Beacon Hills a battlefield.

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Hours flew by and Monroe entered the room with a smug grin.

"Oh, is my room service finally here? Because I'm parched."

"Not exactly but," Monroe continued on, "I'll let my hunters have their practice on you. Maybe then, we'll figure out what type of demigod you truly are."

As she said this, mean and women flooded into the room of all ages. My eyes widened at the sight of the youngest being in one of Liam's lacrosse team.

"You've brought teenagers into this? What the hell Monroe!" I shook my head in disbelief. Looking at the teen again, realization and fear flooded my body. "You? I helped save your ass when the Ghost Riders came!"

"And I called you insane." The guy shrugged. "Plus, I was still taken from them, wasn't I? You Scott, Liam, and Corey couldn't even stop them from taking us."

"We got you back. In fact," I looked at every single hunter in the room, "we brought you all back. But of course, I can't blame you guys. Your memories were tampered with from the Hunt."

An electrifying jolt flashed through my body. I gritted my teeth and glared at the person who was proudly holding the button. Taking in a deep breath, I glared at her.