Allison opened her eyes, the sun shining directly on the bed, making her brown eyes turn into a beautiful honey color and warming up her pale skin.
She woke up alone, Malia wasn't there.''Malia?'' Allison called out, no response. She called louder: ''Malia?'' still no response. Allison sat down on the bed and looked at the clock. It was 1 PM.
With a sigh, she got up, rubbed her eyes and went downstairs.
Malia was in the living room sitting down on the couch. Her expression was concerned, her nails grown out to full on claws.
Seeing the concerned state Malia was in, Allison ran to her. ''What's wrong Mal?'''
''I don't even know why i'm here!''
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''What do you mean?''
In tears, Malia answered: ''Do you know what moon it is tonight?
''No? What moon?''
''It's a fucking full moon Allison, I can't be with you. I can't let you see me like this. It's way too dangerous.'' She said, running her fingers through her hair.
''Hey,Malia.'' Allison put her hands on Malia's shoulder. ''I have a friend, he knows all about this stuff. He'll be happy to help us out okay? Don't be scared. Here, I'll call him right now.''
''You're wearing my hoodie,'' Allison smiled.
''Yeah, I was cold I'm sorry.'' Malia replied.
''It's fine, it looks better on you anyway.''
Malia gave Allison a soft smile and wiped away the tears on her face.
While Allison dialed the number, Malia stared nervously.
''Hey Stiles, I got a bit of a problem here.'' Allison chuckled.
''What did you do now Allison?''
''So, there's this girl, super lovely, but it's a full moon.'''
''So?''
''That's the problem, she's a werecoyote, she's not in control of her shifting yet. We need your help.''
''Oh my god Allison, you need to explain this to me. What do you need?''
''I need chains, lots of chains, big strong ones.''
Malia looked at Allison with a quizzical expression.
''I got those, i'll be there in 20,you have lots of explaining to do.''
''Thank you so much! You saved my life. See you soon!''
''Allison, one more thing I-''
Before Stiles could speak, she hung up the phone abruptly.
''Who is Stiles? And why do we need chains?'' Malia asked.
''He's a friend, like I said, he knows all about werewolves. We'll have to chain you up Malia. It's the only way.''
