Senior Year is here and Stiles fears that he'll lose his friends after graduation. Suddenly, Theo Raeken, a guy from his and Scott's past and now a werewolf, arrives claiming to look for a pack. Scott quickly welcomes him but Stiles instantly feels...
Stiles was riding alongside his father as they headed off for the school where he spotted the flashing sirens of a pair of police vans off at a corner of the parking lot.
"That's the lacrosse field," Stiles pointed out as his father drove them closer. But his dad suddenly stopped the car before they got closer. "Wait, what's up?"
His dad moved to unbuckle his seat belt. "We better get off here. I don't want my deputies to see you. The last thing we need is word to spread that I'm actively bringing my son to crime scenes in the middle of the night."
Stiles figured that made sense. "Right."
"Stay close but out of sight," his father told him as he got out of the car.
Noah started to stomp on over to the field. He looked back to throw his son a final tip but found that Stiles was nowhere in sight. He shook his head in bemusement before he continued on. When he stepped onto the field, he found Clark was there with another one of his deputies. The lights had been switched on and he quickly saw that there were deep holes dug into the field.
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"Sheriff," she called out as she headed for him. "Did Stiles make it back home?"
"Yes, he did. Thanks for the call," he told her gratefully.
"My pleasure."
"So, what have we got?"
"Far as I can tell, vandals. Half a dozen freshly dug holes, each one around six feet deep. Kids deciding to play some kind of a prank."
Noah sighed. If he didn't know about what was really going on in this town, he would probably have assumed the same thing about all this. "Who called it in?"
"Natalie Martin."
His face widened. "Natalie?"
Clark nodded. "She'd been here late grading papers and was on her way home when she stumbled across all this as she was heading for her car. Called us immediately."
"Where is she?"
"Talking with McKenzie." She pointed off to the side and Noah could dimly make her out as he was speaking with another one of his deputies.
"Did she happen to see anyone?"
"No, I don't think so."
Noah looked over the handful of holes spread out on the field before his eyes rose up a bit and saw that Stiles was standing off by the bleachers on the opposite side. He could make out a concerned look on his son's face even from this distance. It looked like there were more 'Chimeras' out there now.
Clark looked over and saw the expression on the Sheriff's face and looked over in the direction that he had been looking at but there was nothing there.
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Oscar was standing in a small clearing in the woods with over a dozen other men and women scattered about. About five of them had their red eyes on display as a way to size each other up as even though they were all equal in rank, they were not equal in power. The hue of the red determined how strong the Alpha was and right now, the one who had the deepest shade of red and had it shining brightest seemed to be the Pawshroud Pack's Alpha. Who just happened to be the one to call for these alphas to all meet. They had also brought one or two betas with them for protection and/or experience. Oscar had brought his Second along as his only protection.
