Still ▸ Teen Wolf [Book Two]

twenty three ; checkmate

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TWENTY THREE;

CHECKMATE

Sage stood on the opposite side of the room from Aiden, refusing to be anywhere near the vile excuse of a teenage boy. He, on the other hand, was leaning up against Coach's desk with his arms crossed tightly over his chest. She didn't see how exactly she was going to keep him in this room long enough for Scott and Stiles to talk to Ethan, not without losing some part of her sanity.

"Are you going to glare at me all day or are you going to tell me why you dragged me in here?" Aiden broke, raising his eyebrows at the blonde. "Because, last I recall, this place is used for different purposes than just a little small talk, sweetheart."

Sage quirked an eyebrow at him. "Do I need to put a condom over your face, or are you going to stop acting like a dick?"

"I don't know," Aiden shrugged, grinning suggestively at her. "I don't usually go for condoms."

"Then you're a dick and an idiot," Sage snapped, wanting to get off the subject of something that was leaning too closely to their past for her comfort. "I need you to tell me why you did it."

Aiden's mouth parted as he frowned at her. "What exactly are we talking about here?"

"Why did you kill Boyd?" Sage questioned. "Why did you just stand there, doing nothing while an innocent teenager got his life ripped away from him? Why didn't you man up and actually care about something for once in your life, Aiden? If not for me, then for him."

Aiden's jaw tightened and his eyes moved away from her, focusing on a particular hole in the wall behind her. He thought that Sage wouldn't have noticed his hesitancy towards the entire subject, but she did notice and she did see something change when she mentioned Boyd's death.

"That was Kali," Aiden denied, finally meeting her eyes. "I didn't have a choice."

Sage scowled at him. "Since when did you take orders from another alpha, Aiden? I thought you stopped being the bitch of the pack a long time ago."

She wasn't going to hold back her rage, figuring that now was as good a time as any to further increase the overall fact that Aiden completely infuriated her to no end. Bringing up an essential part of what made the pair who they were today had strung a nerve for both of them, but neither showed it.

"It's not as democratic as it sounds, Sage," Aiden muttered. "And you're thinking I should be all filled with remorse but just try and remember your best friend killed Ennis."

"What? So it's Derek's turn to kill someone now?"

Aiden's eyes narrowed on the blonde. "Maybe. Maybe it's like the time he and Boyd tried to kill you."

Sage's body went rigid, nausea filling her body when she looked at him, suspiciously. She didn't see how he could possibly know anything about what happened to her last year, the fallout that happened between Derek and herself hadn't been so well known that everyone in town raved over it, and she definitely didn't know how in the hell he knew Derek and his pack tried to kill herself and Lydia.

She didn't see how he knew it.

"How did yo—"

Sage's question had been silenced at the ear piercing screech of something connecting with glass. The blonde stepped away from the wall, moving closer to the door to see what was going on while Aiden's whole figure tightened, already having seen what was carved into the window.