INEFFABLE ➳mccall

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「TWENTY SEVEN」

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ADELYN HAD NO IDEA WHERE SHE WAS GOING AND HONESTLY, SHE HAD LOST DEREK AT THIS POINT. The Alpha had gone after Jackson, the Tate following quickly behind because she knew it could kill him if it wanted to. Stiles and Scott had gotten into the jeep to catch up with the werewolves, as they had acted much faster than the boys.

Addy ended up under a bridge, hearing Derek growl made her sprint again. She stopped when she saw the Argents pull up, the Alpha quickly disappearing at their presence. The werewolf hid herself behind a pillar, watching Chris put multiple bullets in Jackson.

Her jaw slacked slightly, thinking the boy might be dead. Argent stepped over the Kanima, knowing that Derek was there. Adelyn's eyes widened when she saw the lizard stand back up, Chris pulling his gun out when he realized it was back up. The gun clicked, signaling he was out of ammo. 

Adelyn watched the Kanima harshly shove the man into a pillar, slowly stalking toward him. She hesitated, understanding her next decision could be a stupid one. She huffed, quietly running toward Jackson and throwing him away from Argent. The werewolf positioned herself in front of the Argent, protecting him. She almost shifted, but paused when she realized Gerard walking toward the creature. They stared at each other, Adelyn shooting a look at Chris. He sent a look back that told her he had no idea what was going on. 

Scott tackled the Kanima, since Gerard had threatened to hurt his mom, he decided it was best for him to listen to the older Argent. The McCall turned around, staring at Gerard for a moment. Adelyn grabbed onto Chris' arm and took some of his pain as she helped him up. The Argent glance at her hand confused as he saw the black veins on her hand. He pulled away, realizing what she was doing. The two werewolves shared a look before they both took off, following the Kanima.

Addy and Scott ended up at The Jungle, not really knowing where Jackson went. There wasn't really much to use when it came to tracking him. "Is it just me or does he not have a scent?"

"He definitely doesn't." Scott replied leaning against the brick building and looking for the Kanima. Neither werewolves had heard Stiles approaching them, so both teens jumped when he grabbed their shoulders.

"Wait, I'm sorry. Sorry." Stiles put his hands up in defense, knowing that scaring the wolves wasn't a good idea. "Did see where he went?"

"We lost him." Scott responded, looking back at the line that was formed at the entrance of the bar. Adelyn looked down at her feet and began to think. How were they going to get Jackson back? What happened that made the boy into this murderous lizard? She had so many questions, but zero answers for any of them. She panicked silently, what if the only way to get him to stop was to kill him?

Scott and Stiles were trying to figure out where Jackson went, the latter using the usual amount of sarcasm. "Scott, come on. I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and fragile bones, okay? Sarcasm is my only defense." Adelyn looked up from the ground, giving the Stilinski a blank look. "Oh, don't look at me like that, Ad-" Her ears twitched as she picked up a voice, quickly covering Stiles' mouth so she could hear it better.