Unleashed

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Y/n's POV

"I looked everywhere. It's like he just walked away. He left his car and his dog," Scott told us. 

"Okay. Was he, like, could he have been a virgin maybe? Did he look like a virgin? Was he, you know, virginal?" Stiles quizzed. 

"No, definitely not. Deaton makes me have sex with all of his clients. It's a new policy," Scott joked. "But no, I don't know if he was a virgin. And why are you talking like he's already dead? He's just missing."

"Missing and presumed dead because he's probably a virgin, Scott. And you know who else is a virgin? Me. I'm a virgin, okay? And you know what that means? It means that my lack of sexual experience is now literally a threat to my life. Okay, I need to have sex, like, right now. Someone needs to have sex with me, like, today. Like, someone needs to sex me right now," Stiles rushed out. 

"All right, I'll do it," Danny agreed. "Come to my place at 9:00. And plan to stay the night. I like to cuddle." 

"Oh. That was so sweet," Stiles commented. "Are you kidding?" 

"Yes, I'm kidding," Danny responded. 

"Okay, you know, you don't toy with a guy's emotions like that, Danny," Stiles retorted. "It's not attractive, all right?"

"Don't worry, Stiles. We're in the same boat," I share. "I never took things that far with Leo."

"So you haven't had sex with the mystery guy either," Stiles figured.

"Speaking of, when do we get to find out who this guy is?" Scott questioned.

"Whenever we decide to tell you," I reply.

"Mr. Lahey, happy to have you back. Not happy that you're late," Coach Finstock spoke as Isaac entered the locker room. 

"Sorry, Coach," Isaac apologized and gave me a small smile as he passed me to get to his locker.

"Now, cross-country is not optional for lacrosse players," Coach reminded us. "I don't need you turning into a bunch of fat-asses in the off-season. So work on that."

Outside, I stretched my arms and legs at the starting line, not wanting to get a cramp in the middle of running. Before I was a werewolf, I hated cross country. But now, it wasn't too bad with my enhanced abilities. Immediately after Coach Finstock blew the whistle, Isaac took off after the twins, Ethan and Aiden, who were apart of the Alpha Pack. I ran after him, surpassing all of the other runners easily. After a dozen or so seconds, I rounded a corner, and that's when I saw Isaac being held down by the twins.

"Ethan, I always forget. How many bones in the human body?" Aiden implored.

Ethan shrugged. "I don't know. Let's count." At that moment, I ran over and punched Ethan in the jaw with all of my might. I heard a crack, and Ethan fell to the floor, clutching his chin.

"That's one of the 206," I spit at him. "I can break more, if you'd like. Or you can let him go and we can settle this evenly."

Aiden growled and pushed Isaac towards me, his eyes glowing an angry red. Isaac barred his teeth as Ethan got to his feet, and I flicked out my claws. However, before we could even attack, a loud scream pierced the air. Isaac and I looked at each other, and we came to some sort of agreement. This thing with the twins would have to wait. The two of us ran to the source of the scream, and when we got there, well, it wasn't too hard to find out why someone had yelled. There, tied against a tree, was the body of a teenager. His throat was slashed, he was strangled with with looked like a dog leash, and his scalp was bleeding pretty badly from a head wound.

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