Mama Hale

2.6.30

Holy shit. 30 chapters. Thank you to everyone who has been patient with my erratic updates and thank you to everyone who gave this story a chance. I know at the beginning of the story, the writing isn't the best and it improves throughout the work because I'm always working to be better for you guys. All my readers give me motivation to continuously improve and work harder so I thank you all for that. One thing I know for sure is that once I finish this book, I'm going to be doing some serious editing while writing the second book.

-Recap-

"Come on, Boys. I'm taking you both home." I grab them by their collars in mock anger, dragging them to the Impala. I shove them in the backseat before getting behind the wheel and driving off. It's silent for a few until we're far enough away from the graveyard. "Alright, where are we going?"

(Lyrica's P.O.V.)

"Route 5 and post." Stiles quickly replies, sticking his head up in between the front seats. "They said that something got in the back of an ambulance and there's blood everywhere."

"So, park the car somewhere and sneak up to look."

"Right."

When we're about a mile away from the site, I park the car and we go into the woods. Scott and I follow the smell of blood until we can see the ambulance. We sneak up and hide behind a hill, watching cops scope out the crime scene.

"What the hell is Lydia doing?" Stiles sighs.

"I don't know." Scott mutters.

"What kept you from doing that? Was it Allison and Hunter?" Stiles asks the two of us.

"I hope so."

"Yes." We say at the same time.

"Do you need to get closer?" Stiles asks, obviously disturbed by the whole scene.

"No, I got it." Scott says. I take a deep breath to make sure the scent is locked. Scott and I go to leave, and Stiles grabs Scott's shoulder.

"Just... I just need you to find her. All right? Please, just... just find her." Stiles is obviously scared for the girl's safety, and I have a newfound determination to find Lydia.

"We will." I say and Stiles releases Scott.

Scott and I run through the woods, following the scent that was all over the ambulance. It's late at night and we can barely see anything, so we stop to take in our surroundings. I notice a figure moving across the clearing at the same time Scott does, and we take off running after it. As we get closer, it becomes obvious that it's a person. Scott drops to all fours and picks up his speed, diving through the air and tackling the person against a tree. They roll across the ground, quickly backing into defensive positions, fully shifted.

"You're not Lydia." Scott says, looking at the man's face.

"You're an omega." I say, having already shifted to show my superiority to the new werewolf.

The omega snarls and launches himself at Scott. They roll around, growling and snarling for a couple minutes before I get tired of it and grab the omega, throwing him off of Scott. The omega stands there for a moment before running off.

"Wait!" Scott exclaims, running after him.

"Scott, don't!" I shout, chasing after him. Scott keeps calling for the omega to stop, and I keep calling for Scott to stop. All of a sudden, the omega gets caught in one of the hunter's traps, and I grab Scott by the shoulders. "Scott, we've got to go. Now."

"What? But-" Hands slam down on Scott's shoulders, throwing him away from the struggling omega. Derek pulls Scott up and drags him behind a tree, and I quickly follow them, helping Derek restrain the young beta. "What are you doing? I can help him!"