Still ▸ Teen Wolf [Book Two]

eight ; ashes to ashes

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CHAPTER EIGHT;

ASHES TO ASHES

A short, blonde girl rooming with two werewolves and a werewolf-murdering hunter get into a car together. Most people would immediately call out every single red flag in this situation; for instance, that said hunter's wife just happened to almost murder the blonde and her best friend. Not the mention the hunter's sister burned her whole family alive, all while that hunter also had his fair share of homicidal moments. Oh, you can't forget about the hunter's father, who single-handedly ruined the final months of their sophomore year. Clearly, Sage Connelly and Chris Argent were not going to have any chit-chat on how the weather was in Beacon Hills that night.

Which, by the way, it was cold as hell.

Because Sage and Argent weren't capable of running a marathon in under two minutes, they settled with a different kind of transportation. She didn't really see why she had to be stuck in a car with him, especially since running would give her a little heads up before she actually got into the full workout that Coach would be putting her through. Stiles signed her up for track this year, saying that it was only more hours that they could get to spend with each other during the day, when really it was his excuse to have someone to suffer with him. She didn't bother telling him that he was unintentionally calling her fat and lazy.

The lacrosse team was required to practice with the track team in order to build up muscle and stamina for the games; and because the number of people participating in track was so incredibly small, literally everyone was immediately on the team the second their name was written on the sign-up sheet.

She wasn't exactly excited about any required activity. She knew how extreme Coach got when he was directing his team, and sadly, he happened to be the track coach as well this year considering the old one got too old to work. Oh, the irony. The only good thing that is going to come out of her being a member of the track team is going to be her ability to run faster when wolves are chasing her and trying to kill her.

"I never got a chance to thank you," Argent spoke, breaking the silence in the car.

They were on their way to the high school after placing all of the emitters around the perimeter of the forest, leading Boyd and Cora straight forward with nowhere else to go. She was still trying to function properly after seeing Cora alive and breathing, and she was also still trying to deal with the aftermath of Erica's death. When Boyd and Cora were finally safe and not effected by the full moon, Sage would be doing damage control for Derek and Isaac.

But for right now, all Sage could do was stare at Argent, confused on why he was thanking her for something she most likely never did. "Thank me for what?"

"For being Allison's friend," Argent explained as his fingers tapped on the steering wheel. "Before we moved here, she didn't have any. We always traveled to much for her to ever meet anyone that would commit to staying by her side. I'm not saying I particularly enjoy her choice of friends and boyfriends, but thank you for not giving up on her."

Sage's eyebrows furred. "I would never leave her. Yeah, she did some bad things last year but you don't give up on your friends. I would have waited longer than a summer. I would have waited a whole year, and never given up on her."

"You sound like your father," Argent said, nodding as he pressed on the gas pedal to drive a bit faster. Sage was surprised at the words that fell from his lips, mostly because she had rarely ever been compared to her father. It had always been her mother or Luke that people saw in her. Her father had rarely ever been brought up, so that's why she was so surprised to hear that tonight.