About To Be Known [Book 3]

Good Old Research Sesh

Notes: 

Every time I have writer's block I always turn out a chapter after a long time and it's always short but it's good because it gets me out of my writer's block.

Anyway, good news and bad news, the good news is interesting and cool things are happening in the story and I'm kind of excited to write about him. The bad news is I have zero time to do any of that shit.

School started again and holy fucking shit. I have so much work. I have to read three books a week and they're not like easy books to read. It's all 19th-century novels and it is going to murder me. And also take up all of my time. So I will write in between school work. And hopefully, I don't procrastinate too much.

But thanks for waiting for so long but I've been having really bad writer's block and anytime I was in the mood to write I wanted to write a different story so yeah. Also, I kind of burnt myself out writing the ending of book 2.

I think now I'm finally in the mood to get back into it.

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Stiles POV:

I was sitting in my room with Hayley, as I promised I was gonna help her look for her family. I was free all day today, and so was she, and so here we are in my room.

It's been about a week or two since our last conversation, we both got busy with tests, but this Saturday we were good to go. Hayley was unabashed in her snooping in my room, but honestly, I didn't care. I sat on my chair, starting my computer up. I quickly signed up using my dad's password to get on to the police database .

I know all his usernames and passwords since I learned how to use the computer; for a police officer, he's not the best with computers. I mean, he uses the same username and password for everything, and I mean everything. Luckily no one wants to hack a small-town sheriff. Well, other than myself, but it's for good causes, usually.

Anyway, while I'm searching through the database, Hayley starts up a conversation.

"So, are your family all werewolves?"

I shake my head,

"Nope. My dad's human as human can be. I think my mom was a werewolf, but then again, she never said anything, and I can't ask her anymore. But my cousin, his name is Tyler, he's a werewolf and apparently, his dad, my uncle, was one. According to him, another uncle we have is also a werewolf, but I never met either. They both died before I could meet them."

Hayley looked apologetic, but I waved her off,

"It's okay, it happened a long time ago and my uncles, I didn't really even know them. When you lose someone, you don't know it's hard to bring up emotions, so it's all right."

I t was easy to talk to Hayley, I mean I never talked about my mom, maybe to Scott when I was younger and during the Nogitsune thingy but never to strangers and never this willingly. It's all new and weird, but good.

"Are you in control on the full moon? I mean, is there even a way to do that?" Hayley asks, laying down in my bed.

Well, that was a hard question to answer because, yes, I can control it because I'm a weird hybrid and Peter can control it because he's a different kind of werewolf all together but how do I tell her that, without telling her that .

"Well, control isn't really real, you can manage it, with help. Peter helps, plus he's older and has more experience than me. We work it out. What do you do?" I asked her since I didn't know what else to say.