In the midst of a world wide pandemic, three best friends decide that they'll break the quarantine just once because they missed one another. After all, nothing bad could happen in just one night? All they wanted to do was hang out, maybe binge a sh...
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Ethan looked over at Ronald like he had just betrayed him since it was Ronald that asked to meet. When in reality, he asked to get Scott to talk with him. He released another sigh and finally spoke to Scott, "Why are you even talking to me? I helped kill your friend. How do you know I'm not gonna kill another one?"
Stiles stopped leaning against the wall, "Is he looking at me? Are you threatening me? You know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to break off an extra branch of Mountain Ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up your freaking-"
"Okay-" Briella slapped her hand over his mouth, "We get it. You have serious mental problems. Shut up."
Scott gave another quick glance to Stiles to make sure he didn't say anything again before addressing Ethan, "We're talking to you because I know that you didn't want to kill Boyd. You apologized to Briella multiple times that night and even said sorry for having to break her arm." Which made Briella wave at him with a small smile on her face, "And I think that if something like that happened now, you wouldn't do it again."
"You don't know what we owe them, especially Deucalion." Ethan presses as he urged them to stop, "We weren't like Kali and Ennis when we met him. We weren't Alphas."
Zelda furrowed her brows together, "What were you?"
"Omegas." Ethan answered before clarifying further, "In actual wolf packs, omegas are the scapegoat, the last to eat, the one who has to take the abuse from the rest of the pack."
"So you and your brother were, like, the bitches of the pack?"
Ethan gave a dirty look to Stiles but seemingly agreed, "Something like that."
Ronald gave Ethan a curious look, "What happened?"
"They were killers. I mean, people talk about us as monsters..." Ethan leaned back against the wall, "Well, they were the ones who gave us the reputation. And our Alpha was the worst of them."
"Why didn't you guys just fight back?" Stiles questions next, "Form voltron wolf, you know? Kick everyone's asses?"
"We couldn't, we didn't know how to control it back then-"
"And Deucalion was the one who taught you, right?" Briella wondered how they even got themselves in such positions when they were just teenagers.
"And then, we fought. We took down the whole pack, one-by-one. And by the time we got to our Alpha, he was begging for his life. And we tore him apart." Ethan released a sigh, "Literally."
"What about your emissary?" Scott asks next, watching as Ethan just shook his head, "They're all dead? Kali and Ennis' too?"
"All of them except for Deucalion's."
Stiles tilted his head, "You mean Morrell?"
Ethan went to answer but released a pain cry and gripped onto his chest. Which made Ronald freak and grab his arm, "What? What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
