The Other Girl ( Teen Wolf )

Chapter 66

 

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I do not own the characters of TV show teen wolf such as Scott, Derek, Allison, Stiles, and so on. I do not own the show teen wolf. I do not own the ideas of the TV show Teen Wolf. (Though I wish I could be such an amazing writer as the writer of Teen Wolf!!!) I do own my characters such as Emily and her friend Stephanie because I created the two girls.
 

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Chapter 66:

--Emily's POV:

I turned around and glanced at the two handsome men behind me. Derek and Sean both grinned as our eyes met. It was almost funny how completely opposite they were from one another. Their looks were even opposites, especially their hair. One had jet-black hair and the other had blonde.

I grabbed the plates that were full of our breakfast, trying to ignore the ache in my arm from the claw marks and turned on my heel.

"Who wants..."

My sentence was interrupted as a loud crash came from the living room. I watched in horror as everything seemed to slow down. The plates in my hands fell to the ground, crashing to the floor and shattering into pieces. I winced as some of the shattered pieces cut into the skin on my bare feet and ankles, leaving a few little nicks and cuts here and there.

The front door was literally ripped off the hinges and thrown across the living room. I couldn't see anymore because as I blinked a figure appeared in front of me, blocking my view.

I quickly realized it was Derek in front of me. He reached back behind him and grabbed my arm, pulling me roughly back. I suppressed a cry of pain as he did.

I looked up to the back of his head and I could see his ears turning into points. I couldn't see anymore of his face but I knew he was turning into his werewolf form. I looked down at his hand that was still wrapped around my arm and watched silently as my heart pounded out of my chest. His nails quickly formed into sharp claws and he loosened his grip on my arm so they wouldn't cut me.

I moved a little to the side of him just in time to see Sean pull his gun out and point it into the living room.

Everything happened so fast; I heard Sean shouting and then another voice yell back.