The Hunter's Return ⇉ Teen Wolf

14| graveyard

Scott approached the tombstone with the familiar scripted name, written in bold letters. The wind was blowing harder than usual and it seemed darker. He kneeled down in front of it, tracing the detailed letters. The name he could recall at the top of his head, only from his memories now; Allison Argent.

"Stiles mentioned that this was the last place he recognized before he disappeared." He said, his eyes never leaving Allison's name.

Jade walked up beside Scott, laying a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Was this her?" She muttered under her breath.

Instead of looking up, he simply gave her a nod. Chris looked around the graveyard and gripped Melissa's hand.

"I'm gonna go look around with the Sheriff. Maybe there's something here that could help us." He told her.

"Well, I'm coming with you." She stated before following his trail. He didn't argue, knowing that they worked better together.

Malia walked towards Scott and sighed. "I can't catch his scent."

"Me neither." Scott sighed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Should we split up?" Theo asked, looking between everyone.

"Alright, yeah." The alpha agreed then looked around the gloomy area. "Theo, Alia, Liam, you guys stick around here. Malia and Jade are gonna join me to see if we can catch Stiles' scent." He turned his attention towards Lydia. "Did you bring it?"

Lydia reached into her bag, pulling out a navy blue flannel. She tossed it to Scott, watching him catch it swiftly. "That's one of his favorites. He practically never took it off."

"It's perfect." Scott nodded and passed it to Jade, knowing Malia knew his smell all too well. Stiles was once her anchor, you never forget that aroma. Scott could spot out Allison's lavender scent in a split second if he was given the opportunity again. "Derek."

"What do you want me to do?" The masculine man asked before taking another inhale of Stiles' button up. As weird as it sounded, it had been a while since he saw or smelled him.

"Go with Lydia, Mason, and Corey south of us. We'll be able to cover more ground that way but still stay in groups." Scott gave everyone an assuring look. "We're gonna find him but we can't do it if we're not cautious of our surroundings. The last thing I want is for any of you to get hurt."

"Scott, go. We'll be fine." Derek responded and nodded his head, looking at Lydia. "Ready?"

"More than I'll ever be." She answered and wrapped her arm in Corey's, walking away with the three of them.

Alia furrowed her eyebrows when she noticed the awkward shifting between Theo and Liam. "What's the matter with you two?"

Theo cleared his throat and waved his hand dismissively. "Nothing. Let's just see what we can find."

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The pack had separated, going in different directions to find answers to why Stiles had been there. Alia was hovering over her cousin's grave, thinking about her pearly white smile in the picture.

"I took this on her first day of sophomore year." Chris grinned, handing Alia a small frame of his late daughter.

Alia gently took it in her hands and stared at the girls beautiful features. Her curly, dark brown hair hung low and her light freckles were prominent. She was giving the camera a cheeky smile, not knowing what was to come in the future. She had a genuine happiness to her that reflected off of something as small as a picture. "She's gorgeous."