[BOOK FOUR]
Sierra's story started when Stiles dragged her and Scott into the woods to find a dead body. Ever since then, the trio had been through hell and back. Fight after fight, they continued to protect one another.
Yet, a chimera named Theo d...
Twenty-three people discovered covered in cockroaches, left in the tunnels to rot.
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Twenty-three body bags wheeled into the hospital on stretchers; twenty-three more lives lost because of the dread doctors' success.
And twenty-three more pieces of evidence that proved Parrish's worst nightmare was coming true.
Sierra felt sick when she arrived at the hospital, walking off the elevator to see the deputies moving the corpses to the morgue. Her hand gripped onto Stiles's arm, and he looked at her worriedly.
Their talk about their relationship had once again been pushed aside. It needed to happen, but compared to the growing crisis, the conversation seemed minuscule. However, the two knew one thing. Even though they weren't together, they still cared for one another. No matter what, that would never change.
Stiles pulled Sierra close to his side so she didn't have to watch, just as his eyes landed on his father.
Scott and Kira were with them also, and together they all walked over to Noah.
He held a cane in hand, since he was still amidst the healing process of the chimera attack. His expression remained grim, his heart heavy. In his years of being sheriff, Noah had seen some pretty gruesome sights. But nothing compared to this.
"Who found them?" Stiles asked first, as Sierra straightened her back.
"Argent," Noah answered, glancing over their fearful faces. "And he said the doctors were down there. He also said you guys might know what this thing is."
Scott nodded, replying, "We've got a theory."
"A slightly horrific, terrifying theory," Sierra corrected, the other three agreeing.
"Well, the ME said that the victims were killed somewhere else and then dumped in those tunnels," Noah said to them.
Scott furrowed his brows at the sheriff's words, processing them quickly. He turned his gaze to Sierra. "Hey, what if the dread doctors are hiding the bodies?"
Kira asked a question before Sierra could reply. "Why would they do that?"
"Maybe they're covering for it," Stiles suggested.
"That's more likely than any other theory," Sierra thought aloud, looking at Scott. "Think about it. They created this thing, so obviously they're protective over it. Like a parent and a child."
"Protecting what?" Noah asked. He wanted to know the truth, no matter how terrible.
Scott exchanged glances with best friends, only sighing when Sierra signaled him with a nod. "A werewolf."
"It's called the Beast," Sierra said, making the sheriff tense.
