Aspen Juniper Veata has only ever known Beacon Hills to be a quiet and dainty town. Herself, along with her best friends Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski, had gone unnoticed by their peers in high school for as long as they could remember. Aspen ha...
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OH GOD WHEN I SAY I AM SORRY, I MEAN I'M SORRY! School has been sooooooooo time consuming, and I wish I could update here more often. I made this one long, and next chapter, we'll finally see the NEW Isaac we know and love! Again so sorry for the late update, and honestly, I rushed this one, and it's horribly written, so I apologize. But lmk if you guys want a spinoff after this book is done! Do you guys want a new oc for Liam?
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Bursting through the front door of her house, Aspen's breathing was ragged. Crossed lines creased her forehead as she slammed the door behind her and tossed her keys to the coffee table. Mina and Charlie's necks snapped toward the front door from the sudden disturbance, their eyes slightly panicked from the intrusion. Aspen was too blinded by rage to notice the sound of metal and paper Charlie was putting away in a frenzy.
Aspen's hands felt cold and shook by her side with every step she took into the dimly lit home. Hostility was clouding her head. Derek had tipped her over the edge, and she wanted to let go of all the anger she was bottling up. With the supernatural lizard roaming the town and Derek corrupting Isaac was becoming overwhelming.
Mina's figure was suddenly blocking her vision, and she felt the woman's dainty hands rest on her cheeks. "Aspen," the woman spoke sternly, hoping to get her attention. "Aspen, hey. What's going on? You're burning up."
With tears lining her eyes, Aspen sniffled and lifted her hands to show her aunt. Her veins were burning white, her finger trembling from the pain. "It-it hurts," Aspen muttered. Charlie gradually moved toward the two, stopping at her mother's side to loom down on her cousin's hands.
Upon realizing what was happening, Charlie's blue eyes snapped up to look at her mother. "She's holding back. She hasn't learned control," she stated.
Control has been the last thing on Aspen's mind. Derek was the first one to voice the apparent situation, but now that her cousin and aunt saw it too, it was only a matter of time before she snapped. Becoming a fully developed Elementalist didn't seem like a wavering burden in the beginning, but now her body trembled with animosity anytime someone stroked her wrong side. And Derek had flipped the switched when he bombarded her in the forest.
Taking her shaking hands in her's, Mina let her thumb graze over the veins on Aspen's wrist, eliciting a gasp from the sensitive touch.
"What's going on?"
The three women looked back to see Grandpa Sam, clad in a brown robe. His white brows immediately furrowed, seeing his granddaughter slumped figure and eyes watering. Mina glared toward the older man, placing a hand over Aspen's shoulder and quickly guided her around the couch to place her on the carpet. Aspen's senses were heightened, and with every move she made, pain racked her whole body. The feeling becoming too much, she collapsed to her knees, but the sting she should have felt on her joint never came when Charlie's arms held her steady to place her on the ground slowly.
