**COMPLETED**
One night, walking through the woods, Scott McCall got bit by something that changed his life. Forcing him to dive in head first into the world of supernatural. His best friends Stiles Stilinski and Nova Deaton by his side every step o...
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Chapter Three 🐺 Pack Mentality 🐺
"So you killed her?" Stiles asked as him, Scott and Nova walked through the school side by side, "I don't know. I just woke up. And I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before." Scott said.
"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently." Stiles said making Scott and look at him weird, "Ew" Nova said. "A, I meant I've never had a dream that felt that real, and B, never give me that much detail about you in bed again." Scott said and Stiles nodded. "Noted. Let me take a guess here -"
"No, I know, you think it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow, like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out." Scott said. "No, of course not."
"Liar"
"Okay yeah, that's totally it. Hey, come on, it's gonna be fine, all right? Personally, I think you're handling this pretty freakin' amazingly. You know, it's not like there's a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take." Stiles said after giving Nova a glare for calling him out on his lie as of Scott wouldn't have known.
"Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher." Scott said making Stile look at him like he was crazy, "Who, Derek?" Stiles exclaimed hitting Scott in the back if the head before continuing, "You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?" Stiles said and Nova chuckle, "Wow, it's almost like that plan wasn't gonna explode in your face." She said sarcastically making Stiles roll his eyes dramatically.
"Okay so let me get this straight. You had a wet dream about a girl you just started dating and it turned into a nightmare where you killed her. Did you ever just stop to think that maybe it's just your nerves and teenage hormones fucking with your head?" Nova asked and Scott nodded, "I know, but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real."
"How real?" Stiles asked as they walked outside.
"Like it actually happened."
"I think it did." Nova said freezing making the boys stop and look at what was in front of him. A school bus with its back door hanging off by one of its hinges, blood covered the seats and some on the outside. As well as four claw marks on the hanging door.
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"She's probably fine." Nova said running after Scott who was freaking out. "She's not answering my texts, Nova." Scott stressed typing away at his phone. "It could just be a coincidence, all right? A seriously amazing coincidence." Stiles said making Nova flick him, "Not helping."
"Just help me find her, okay? Do you see her?" Scott asked, "No."
At some point Scott had gotten so frustrated to the point he had punched a random locker, denting it to all hell. And yet somehow no one saw or heard him do it.
