About To Be Known [Book 3]

Silver Kills a Wolf, But Does It Kill A Fox?

Notes:

Hello, my friends, it's been awhile I'm not going to lie I wasn't really motivated to write this story. I wasn't really motivated to write at all.

September was supposed to be a happy month for me because it is my birthday month. But I had a shitty birthday so it sucked.

My classes have been really hard so far. And honestly, I have no time. I have to read 3 books a week. And it's a lot. I like to read fanfiction. I could read it all day long but 19-century literature is not my cup of tea. I mean I'm somewhat enjoying Frankenstein but I'm sorry, Persuasion, by Jane Austin does not make me feel anything, it does not draw me in. I just can't get into it. I like it because I had to read it anyway but they're not the books that I would pick out. I might've picked up Frankenstein because I like supernatural shit but yeah that's it. I had to read A Telltale Heart yesterday and I feel like I'm back in high school. That is like the one Edgar Allan Poe story that every high school makes you read.

But anyway I wrote this chapter, and for all the people who guessed last chapter, y'all guessed wrong. Except for like two people who guessed right. But then they changed their answer and then they just got even worse wrong. You know who you are. I might have confused you and I probably am the most to blame but still. You were wrong it is not who you thought it was.

And for all the people who want to bring in Jackson and Isaac, it's not happening. There is no logical way why they would come into the story. Isaac is a whole problem himself because apparently he appears in the originals but I forgot about that. But there's no way that Jackson is going to come. He doesn't even like Stiles. And Stiles is the protagonist of the story so if there's no real logical way why they would come to him, then they aren't going to.

Sorry to rain on all your parades, but that's how life is.

There may be name typos... I'm tired and editing is hard.

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*Flashback*

"I could look for Stiles. But I don't think it's a good idea to get other hunters involved unless you want your friend to end up dead. Unless you trust another hunter that you know completely, I wouldn't put anyone else on the task. But I'll ask around and start seeing if I could track him down. If I find him, do you want me to let him know you're looking for him, or do you want me to just tell you where he is?"

"Just tell me where he is, I'll go find him."

"No problem..." Chris says he hangs up the phone.

*Present*

Chris POV:

Hmmm. So Stiles is going to school. I thought he was kidnapped or something. Did I hear wrong? I could call Scott right now, but maybe I should investigate myself first...

A month later, on a random day while Stiles and Hayley were goofing around between classes....

Hayley POV:

"Hey, Stiles, why did you pick French in the first place anyway? Our school had tons of options." I ask curiously, yet with an ulterior motive.

"Hmm, well, for a few reasons, I guess. One is I never knew French before, so why not. I also took Spanish in high school, and I didn't want to retake it. I want to learn something new. But some of the main reasons is because a lot of war on werewolves is written in French. And I thought it would be better to know French, so I didn't have to Google translate it every day. And an old friend of mine whose family originates in France. And they had a bunch of bestiaries in French, and the pain from my high school days made me want to at least learn it to help." Stiles rambled for a while.