A/N: double update since I was behind on posting :)
Olivia's POV:
My heart sinks at the sight of Tracy's discomfort expression, beads of sweat trickling down the side of her face which causes me to push back a couple of strands of her hair behind her ear.
I interlace my hand with hers, squeezing it in comfort before I let out a sigh.
I should've paid attention better. Maybe...maybe I could've done more to prevent her from getting the bite from whoever did this to her. How could I be so blind?
Deaton breaks my thoughts by tilting Tracy's head to the side with a look of concern. "Now, this is interesting."
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"What?" I worriedly ask. "What's wrong?"
"Watch." He pointed to the side of her neck. I wait for a couple of seconds until something moved around under her skin which caused my eyes to widen. "Malia, help me turn her over, please."
I feel my phone buzz in my pocket which causes me to release my grip on Tracy's hand and take a step back to pull it out of my pocket.
Mom👩👧
Just got an update from the accident. [7:00 p.m.]
The driver didn't have a stroke or a heart attack. He claims his body just locked up. [7:00 p.m.]
I walk over to Stiles and Scott, showing them my phone for them to read. "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" I ask, watching their confused expression form until Stiles' eyes widen in realization. "What?"
"He says his body locked up, almost like he was paralyzed." He said before he let out a sigh. "What other person do you know was capable of paralyzing their victims?"
As soon as he asked the question, I immediately knew what type of supernatural creature she was and it was one I despised the most.
It didn't make sense though. Could she be two creatures?
"Care to enlighten the rest of us?" Deaton asked as he gestured to Tracy who was now lying flat on her stomach with her bareback shown since her shirt was rolled up to her neck. "Because this doesn't look too good."
The three of us approach the table and my eyes widen in shock, seeing something large move under her skin. "I'm going to regret asking but...what the hell is that?" I ask as Deaton lightly pressed his fingers on her spine, watching as the thing underneath moved around until it stopped which caused him to pull his hands away.
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