Teen Wolf The Next Generation

4. Chris Argent

Foivos's P.O.V. Current location: Beacon Hills.

 Finally, my plane landed and I got soiem insight form, some of the pack members in the town. Now if I was correct Kate Argent was visiting for a couple of days and Chris lived here. Perfect two birds with one stone. 

 Although, Yuria, one of my pack members, said that there's a pack pesky teenage werewolves.

 I also hear some of my pack members had started a rebellion while I had been awol. So while I was here might as well take care of them.

 I made my way around the town aways before vibrations were sent up my spine. and just as I had assumed I was slammed onto an alley wall by a male figure, a werewolf none the less.

"Who are you and what do you want here?" He asks me in a lowe and rough voice. This must be derek or Scott. not an alpha so it must be Derek.

"Uh, um. my name Marcus." I bluffed, now, of course, they could tell when my heartbeatincreased but I was very good at, not lying but not the full truth. and as long as youbelieve it you're heartbeat doesn't increase.

  "Okay. Marcus. Why are you here?" He asks he grip loosening.

"I was separated from my pack and I heard they came here." Again not I lie, we were separated and I did hear they came here but that's not the only reason.

  "Oh... so you're not denying being a werewolf?" He asks confused.

"No, I mean you're clearly werewolf," I say feeling for his arm after he let me go.

"What are you doing?" He asks seriously as I grab his arm.

"Oh. um. If you could I would like to your pack alpha." I say.

"How do you know I'm not an alpha?" He asks angrily.

"Um.. I mean your a beta.," I say quietly. He stared, I assume, at me for a while before asking,

"You're blind?"

  "That I am," I say as quietly as I could to seam vulnerable as possible.

"Fine. keep up." He says as I take his arm. 

 A couple of hours later I was laying on athe couch in Dereks' loft at midnight, he promised me he would take me to them in the morning.He's a lot softer then the stories I heard.

  I heard the door open and a familiar scent flooded the house. Mitch Rapp. The assassinI ran with when I was 14, 6 years ago stayed with him for a year, he took care of acouple of my problems.

 He helped me set up my world wide pack. And in exchange for help andtraining  he wanted to blame Mitch Rapp for the murders. So if he ever went back to beacon hillshe could be stiles and of course he wanted a blank check.(It's almost identical to a favor.)

I immediately got up and straightened my clothes out, I was in a loose grey sweatshirt,long skinny jeans, and black to white sunglasses. I activated my thermal vision just in time to see Mitch, or Stiles, stop in his tracks.

"What's she doing here?" He asks Derek quickly wiping the smile off his face.

"She lost her pack she thinks there here." He says adding, "She'll be gone by tomorrow."

"She's harder to get rid of then you think." He says quietly, quietly enough for me to hearand not Derek. (If you take on sense away your others upgrade.)

"Well, I can take her off your hands," he says to letting his eyes off me but also notlooking even close to y sunglasses.

  "No. She might be dangerous. She is a werewolf." He said.